Chapter 9 Blood Divination

Pan Jinlian

Everything should start from Pan Jinlian's girlhood. At that time, she had not yet been a maid.

Pan Jinlian's ancestor was also quite rich. When her father's generation was in decline, her family would not be able to catch up with her day by day, but her father was still good at gambling. No matter how many families there were, it was not enough to fail. But generally speaking, in girlhood, the Pan family's family business can barely maintain Pan Jinlian's life, so she is carefree like a beautiful wind.

On a 15-year-old summer afternoon, a nun came to Pan's house. At this time, the Pan family could no longer afford to hire a lot of family members to protect the hospital. Pan Jinlian's father went out to gamble, and her mother went to her uncle to hope to pull back her father. Only Pan Jinlian and a maid were left in the family. Jinlian saw that the nun was white and a little weak at the age of 40 or 50, so she personally invited the nun in.

"Where did Shitai get a monk, where did she come from, and where did she go?" Pan Jinlian has lived in a house since she was a child. Although she can go out, there is no reason for a girl. The world outside Qinghe County is very mysterious to her. When she meets a person who may be an outsider, she naturally needs to inquire about new things outside.

"Punnie is a monk at a monk's place, coming from everywhere, going out."

Ordinary people would be angry when they heard this answer, but Pan Jinlian in girlhood had a good temper, so she gently covered her mouth and smiled, thinking that this person was so strange.

"Master, what are you going to do? Do you want rice noodles or silver?

"Puni wants to turn into a bowl of wine."

This monk is so strange that he openly drinks wine. Pan Jinlian felt more and more funny. Her father often drank, and there was some alcohol at home. He immediately sent the girl to pack a bowl of wine. The nun took it and drank it all. Then she took a long breath and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha." At this time, the white skin added a lot of rosy, and people also seemed to be much more energetic.

"Little girl, I have knocked on the door of several families, and you are the only one who gave me wine. Well, I have some divination skills to answer your three questions about your future.

The little girl is naturally very fascinated by this kind of thing, and the unknown future always makes Pan Jinlian full of all kinds of yearnings and reverie. She can't help it. At this time, the little maid next to him also suddenly said, "Master, although this wine is the merit of my young lady, after all, it is also to install it. Can you also divine it for me?"

"Hahaha, poor Ni is happy today and should agree."

But when Pan Jinlian heard the nun's divination method, she began to retreat. Ordinary divination is just looking at the appearance, measuring words, and asking the birthday. Special divination can touch the bones, but the nun said that her divination is mediated by blood and requires a drop of blood of the person concerned to predict the future.

Blood? What a terrible word. Although Jinlian has come to the moon and has seen the blood coming out of her body, that kind of bleeding is a last resort. Now it is really difficult to accept to let herself take the initiative to bleed. But in the future, what a beautiful and mysterious word, has an irresistible charm. Under the inspiration of this attraction, what is bleeding?

So Pan Jinlian nodded, and she was still a little afraid. The maid said, "Miss, shall I come first?"

It is in line with Pan Jinlian's intention. As an audience, this kind of divination may be more interesting.

The nun smiled and said, "Whoever is first is the same." After saying that, he took out a dagger. This dagger is completely made of bones, like human thigh bones, which is creepy, and the top is extremely sharp. After the nun took out the dagger, her eyes suddenly showed fierce light, and Jinlian looked straight back. The nun held the dagger in one hand, grabbed the maid's hand in the other, and then put a dagger on the maid's middle finger, and a blood bead appeared. The nun laughed, put the dagger in her arms, grabbed the maid's hand with both hands, put the bleeding middle finger in her mouth and sucked it. There was a strange expression on his face, and then he let go of his hand. The maid hurriedly grabbed her hand back and looked at the wound carefully. Pan Jinlian also came up, a small wound that could hardly be seen without looking carefully. It's just that the nun's movements are too scary.

"Okay, you can ask." The nun woke up from her strange expression and regained her appearance.

"Will I marry Shen Qi in the future?" The maid asked. Shen Qi has just started working in Qinghe County, and his family is quite *, and he may become the head of the capital in a few years. It seems that the maid likes Shen Qi, which surprises Pan Jinlian, because she also likes it.

"No. You can ask the second one." The nun seems to be a little impatient.

Maybe she thinks the first question is too simple. Yes, everyone knows that the maid will not marry Shen Qi, Pan Jinlian thought. Maybe it's me who should marry Shen Qi.

Ah? No, it doesn't matter. What will happen to Shen Qi in the future? The maid asked.

"Hahaha, little girl, ask other people's lives with your own blood. Did I say I could do it? But Shen Qi is the person you care about, and I can tell you the result. The nun glanced at the maid's excited face and suddenly said with an almost cold expression, "Shen Qi will be killed by your young lady's husband."

"How come?" The maid exclaimed. In this case, what will happen to me in the future?

"You?" The nun's attitude seems to be extremely contemptuous, "You can't live today."

Obviously, the maid was frightened by these three answers. She seemed to be unable to stand there and suddenly sat on the chair.

The nun turned to Pan Jinlian: "Miss, it's your turn."

At this time, Pan Jinlian has already felt a little scared, and this kind of prediction of the future is not fun at all. This nun is also different from ordinary fortune tellers. Ordinary fortune tellers generally say something good. If you say that there is a disaster, you will also say the corresponding solution to save some money, but this old nun's mouth is so vicious that she actually says that the maid can't survive today. Thinking of this, the corners of Jinlian's mouth rose slightly.

This kind of ceremony is really horrible, but it was picked up by myself. The maid is not afraid of bleeding, let alone. So Pan Jinlian nodded and agreed. The same bone knife, the same piercing middle finger, the same greedy sucking. Pan Jinlian's fingers can't feel the teeth in the nun's mouth, but it feels soft beyond imagination.

The nun settled down after sucking blood. You can ask, miss. But the same way, the answer is not necessarily what you like.

"Will I marry a hero?" Since his future husband can kill Shen Qi, he must be a capable hero.

"No, but you will marry the hero's brother."

"Isn't the hero's brother a hero?"

"Although he killed Shen Qi, he is not a hero and is less than a normal person. This is the second question, miss.

Pan Jinlian was shocked by the last question, and the second question was too hasty. I can't be like a maid. There is no room for manoeuvre in the three questions. I am wiser than others. Pan Jinlian always thinks so. Since all the questions can be asked, let's play a flower work on the third question.

"Can I change this fate?" Pan Jinlian is very proud to ask this question.

"Yes." The nun seems to have predicted that Pan Jinlian would ask this. On the night before changing your destiny, you will have a dream. In this dream, everything is blood red, and you can only see this color. The afternoon after you have this dream, you can change your fate by opening a window casually.

After saying that, the nun turned around and left, and went out in a few steps.

Pan Jinlian thought about it and felt that this prediction was a little terrible. Another thought, how can I believe this? The maid obviously didn't want this to be true, so the two agreed not to tell this prophecy to others. The prophecy that is not said will not come true. It must be like this.

That night, the girl fell into the well and died.

After a short time, Pan Jinlian's father was defeated too much, and the Pan family was completely defeated. Pan Jinlian had to go to other people's large families and become a maid. She used to be a young lady. How could she suffer so much, but under the low eaves, how could she not bow her head? You can only grit your teeth. Pan Jinlian is handsome and extraordinary. She is the object of many people's coveted, and even her host family likes it. She wants to have an affair with Pan Jinlian, but she doesn't give her a name.

Jinlian was quite angry. How could she receive this kind of treatment? In anger, she told the ugly thing to her master's wife. This master's family relies on his father-in-law's * to start a business and keep his career. Naturally, he dares not make a comer. But this tone was held in his heart. Later, he was really angry that he married Pan Jinlianqiang to Wu Dalang, the lowest man in Qinghe County, to revenge on Pan Jinlian.

Even if you refuse, you can't resist fate. Pan Jinlian wished countless times that she could have that blood-red dream, but the dream could not hear her prayers.

A few years later, when Wu Dalang was selling pancakes on the street, Shen Qi came to charge. Wu Da actually killed Shen Qi, and then Wu Song took the blame and fled to another country.

Wu University later moved to Yanggu County. Wu Song also came to Yanggu more than a year later and became a tiger hero and a capital. Wu Da is indeed the brother of a hero, but he is not as good as ordinary people.

The blood-red dream also came at this time. When Pan Jinlian woke up, she only remembered that this dream was terrible, as if she had returned to the former girlhood. In the dream, she seemed to have killed someone, but it doesn't matter. The dream is blood-red.

The next day, Pan Jinlian opened the window. Because he was too excited, his hand shook, and the fork stick in the window fell down and hit a pear seller. Then•••••

There is no more. The prediction before opening the window is right, but what about after opening the window? It seems that the fate has not changed? Pan Jinlian was very depressed when she thought that the blood-red dream that had been used as a spiritual sustenance for many years had no effect.

However, why hasn't Dalang come back yet? In the evening, the county magistrate invited him to dinner, which was nothing more than to collect more taxes to encircle Wu Song and other things, which should be finished soon. But it's going to be late at night. What's going on?

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.