Bloody catastrophe?

I said, master, don't scare me, how can there be a bloody disaster.

The old man shook his head slightly: "That's how you look, little brother, don't look at my old man's giggling, the details of the broken trigrams are not easy to make fun of, the green energy on your Yintang happens to come from the Zi Shi in the gossip. Direction, the corresponding time should be from eleven o'clock in the evening to one in the morning, in this time period, you will have a bloody disaster."

When the old man said these words, his expression was serious and unsmiling. He didn't seem to be joking at all. Hearing that, I shivered for a while. I should have slept from eleven o'clock in the evening to one in the morning.

Although I don't understand Zhouyi, I know that Zhouyi's fortune-telling is to make hexagrams, or through the steps of measuring and splitting characters, it is too one-sided to judge that I have a bloody disaster based on my appearance.

The old man seemed to have read my mind: "Little brother, you don't have to doubt the accuracy of the hexagrams, when you stopped in front of my stall, it happened to be four o'clock and sixteen in the afternoon, which is the corresponding time on the gossip. It is very suitable to use this time to give you a hexagram."

Time can be used to make hexagrams, which was once described in Zhouyi. It seems that I underestimated this old man.

I then asked the old man about the details of the bloody disaster, but the old man kept silent about it, but kept saying that the secret must not be revealed.

The more secretive he was, the more uneasy I felt in my heart. I haven't encountered anything since I can remember, and suddenly there was a bloody disaster, and my heart seemed to be suddenly weighed.

I have to ask

Actually, the old man said that he was going to close the stall and kicked me out, and when he was leaving, he said he wanted to give me something.

I thought it was a treasure to ward off evil spirits, but who knew that he took out a cigarette box directly from under the table and said that he would give it to me as a souvenir.

I took it and glanced at it. It was a Hongtashan cigarette box of seven dollars a pack. It was empty and smelled of tobacco. I really couldn't see anything special.

When I came back to my senses, the old man shrank his head and ran away, and I instantly felt cheated. I bought a cigarette box from the old man for more than 80 yuan, and caused myself a bloody disaster. Didn't do it yourself!

...

But when I think about it, I feel that this kind of thing is better to be believed than not. Regardless of whether there is a bloody disaster, I still have to be careful tonight. I thought that I would not go anywhere at night, so I stayed in the dormitory and read novels. , go to bed at nine o'clock on time.

When I got back to the dormitory, it was already seven o'clock. Because the next day was the weekend, the three buddies in the dormitory went out to hang out. I couldn't play with them because my family was poor. Basically, I had no common hobbies, but these three The buddies are not bad, and they didn't look down on me because I was poor. The one hundred yuan that Sun Yongqiang picked up, I also thought about returning it when I got rich, and I always felt that the money was a bit embarrassing.

After taking a shower, I went to bed with my novel book in my arms. I don’t know why. I couldn’t read a single word of the novel today. I couldn’t help but dance while I was reading. I couldn’t help but think of the old man telling me The bloody catastrophe.

It just so happens that there are not many living people in the dormitory today, as everyone knows

There are only a few boys in the Teachers College, and there are only six boys in our class. The typical yin and yang decline. On weekends, there is basically no one figure on the entire floor, which is like an absolute species.

But at this time, the wind outside was blowing so badly, the latch of the dormitory window was broken, and the wind roared through the window, as if someone was roaring in his ear.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that these are all ominous signs, and it seems that they are all in line with the bloody disaster that the old man said.

The more I thought about it, the more I was afraid that I would simply throw away the novel and get stuck in the quilt, thinking that I would fall asleep and wake up tomorrow.

This trick still works. I can't hear the noise when I cover it with the quilt.

"Boom!" But at this moment, there was a sudden sound in my ear, and the sudden sound almost exploded in my ear, as if something exploded in my ear.

I bounced from the ** for the first time, and a sharp black shadow flashed in my line of sight. The speed of the black shadow was so fast that it almost bounced in from the outside.

My head was instinctively blank, and I was so scared that I lost my soul in an instant. When I came back to my senses, I saw that it was someone who rushed in. This person was none other than Sun Yongqiang, who was sleeping on my top bunk. He was in a hurry. He rushed in hurriedly, his expression panicked, and the sound of the explosion just now was the sound of him hitting the door.

"Sun Yongqiang! What the hell! What are you kicking at the door for? Don't you have a key on you? I was scared to death by you..."

Sun Yongqiang didn't seem to hear what I said, and as soon as he came in, he hurriedly opened it in his own room, as if he was looking for something.

looking for something.

"Wallet and wallet... Zhou Dongliang, have you seen my wallet! Where is my wallet?"

I could clearly see that Sun Yongqiang's forehead was covered in sweat, and his face looked bad, white and white, as if something had happened.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, otherwise Sun Yongqiang would not appear like this. This kid is usually carefree and giggling. I have never seen him so panicked.

I quickly got out of bed and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Yongqiang, what happened, do you want me to help?"

Sun Yongqiang shook his head vigorously, flipping the sheets with his hands in disarray, and his words became more and more incoherent: "Where's my wallet...my wallet...I'm in trouble! I'm in trouble!"

I was confused. After school in the afternoon, the three of them went out to play games. How could Sun Yongqiang become like this?

As soon as Sun Yongqiang hurriedly tore the sheets, his wallet rolled out, and he ran out as if he had caught a life-saving straw, as if he was rushing to reincarnate.

Something must have happened to Sun Yongqiang! He has a lot of cash in his wallet. What is he going to do?

I put on two clothes and chased after Sun Yongqiang. Before leaving, I deliberately checked the time. It was ten o'clock in the middle of the night...

Geek!

I was stunned for a moment, and a few words instinctively popped out of my mind, Bloody Disaster!

I followed Sun Yongqiang to the school's playground, and when I saw him running wildly in the direction of the school's canteen, he seemed crazy.

My first instinct was that something happened to him at the canteen, and he was in a hurry to get the money to settle something.

"Boss boss! Give me a

big bag! "Sun Yongqiang took out all the money in his wallet and slapped it on the counter of the commissary owner: "Hurry up!" "

The banknotes he took out looked like at least two or three thousand yuan. When they smashed them out, the shop owner also paused, but he didn't dare to reach out to pick them up.

I rushed up and grabbed Sun Yongqiang, holding down one of his arms: "Sun Yongqiang! It costs so much to buy something! What medicines are you taking!"

The commissary sells daily necessities and food, and the unit price does not exceed 300. At this time, I can see that Sun Yongqiang's face is a bit strange.

Facing the dazzling light of the canteen, Sun Yongqiang's face seemed to have been brushed with a thick layer of lime, and there was no trace of blood on his face. Did not dare to speak.

"Don't worry about it! I want a big bag!" Sun Yongqiang urged anxiously. Seeing that the boss didn't respond, he stepped forward and took a big bag.

I saw what kind of bag he was. It was a gray sack that the boss used to store rice. After Sun Yongqiang grabbed it, he went crazy and filled it with stuff.

Instant noodles, ham sausage, bread, chicken legs, biscuits, pork jerky...

All the food on the supermarket shelves was thrown into the sack by Sun Yongqiang: "Eat...eat...eat! I want to eat!"

Both the commissary owner and I were suddenly dumbfounded. We had never seen anyone buy so much food all at once, and it was still packed in sacks.

What the hell is going on here, what happened to Sun Yongqiang in these few short hours?