Lin Ya extended his finger to pinch the paper bill that danced dangerously in the wind, glancing at the young man in front of him, who looked to be around 20 years old. The depths of his eyes, hidden in darkness, gradually deepened.
“Don’t take any transportation. It’s best to stay home and not go out for the next few days. That’s my advice to you.”
“Huh? Are you saying I’ll get into a car accident?” Zhang Run nearly laughed in anger.
Is he making this ridiculous suggestion based on my appearance?
“Beep—” A slowly approaching car honked and pulled up beside the two.
“Sir…” The driver rolled down the window and greeted Zhang Run.
“Uncle Chen, wait a moment.”
Zhang Run was a bit unwilling to let this scammer off just like that and wanted to hear what else this guy might say, but Lin Ya interrupted him in the next moment.
“If you want after-sales service later, you can find me over there.” Lin Ya smiled and pointed to a nearby bridge, where most of the residents were homeless or beggars, or people who couldn’t afford a hotel while looking for work.
“???”
Zhang Run watched as Lin Ya finished speaking and turned to leave. He was so angry he laughed. In his entire life, he had never encountered someone so brazen in scamming money.
Three days, huh? We’ll see.
Although ten yuan was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for him, if this guy…
Wait—
Zhang Run suddenly realized that if what he said was true, then he wouldn’t be able to find trouble with him if he died. If nothing happened to him, this guy could say his words kept him from disaster.
In the end, it proves impossible to verify the truth?
Lin Ya, who had walked far away, was oblivious to Zhang Run’s thoughts. He held the money firmly and quickly went to a restaurant to order a bowl of noodles.
Now, he just had to wait and see if Zhang Run would come looking for him again in three days.
After a long transition from the last world, Lin Ya had grown significantly. With age came a broader understanding of life, and his former arrogance gradually took on a deeper, concealed form.
Lin Ya always knew what kind of person he was; in previous worlds, his arrogance was almost superficial. To him, everyone was merely a passerby, and he barely invested any emotions. However, after playing a life role for decades, he had gained a deeper understanding of life itself.
In other words, he had begun to enjoy the act of playing roles.
Experiencing the lives of others in an immersive manner was a feeling he couldn’t achieve in his previous survival world.
…
Zhang Run wore a face of displeasure as he endured being tricked, joining his friends for a gathering. Others couldn’t help but ask what had happened to him, noticing the sour expression on his face.
“Tsk, don’t mention it. I ran into some guy under the department store who wanted to tell my fortune. Right off the bat, he said I would die in three days, which infuriated me, so I gave him some money to leave.”
“With only seven or eight days until the New Year, what bad luck!”
“Hey, you can’t say that. If there’s a hint of truth to it, it’s better to believe it.” His friend Zhong Yuan said mysteriously, waving his finger. He and Zhang Run had grown up together, and their relationship had always been strong.
“A few days ago, my dad even invited a master over to our house. I heard he came from the port city and is very knowledgeable about feng shui.” Seeing others’ skeptical expressions, Zhong Yuan gestured for everyone to come closer and speak quietly.
“I didn’t believe in these things either, but when the master saw me, he also said I had a blood disaster, and that afternoon, I accidentally hit my head and didn’t even heal yet.” Zhong Yuan pointed to the bandaged spot on his forehead, looking again at Zhang Run, who wore a face of utter disbelief.
“Weren’t you just saying you got pushed?”
“Yeah, so thanks to the master predicting this, it really was a blood disaster.”
That idiot… Zhang Run felt speechless, but didn’t want to lose face in front of his childhood friend, so he kept quiet.
He suspected the one who pushed him was that so-called master.
In any case, he wouldn’t believe it even if he was beaten to death. What metaphysics, what fortune-telling? He was a proper, grounded young man in the new era who only believed in science!
What fortune-telling, what blood disaster, what three days until death—it’s all superstitious nonsense!
Chapter 36: Master of Metaphysics in the 80s (2)
“I’m not believing what that guy said; it’s superstition! I’m going out now!”
The stubborn Zhang Run reluctantly stayed at home for a day, but the next day he couldn’t sit still and went out. However, despite claiming not to believe it, the life-loving side of him still timidly opted for a motorcycle instead of a car, slowly making his way to the rendezvous point with his friends.
“Riding a motorcycle shouldn’t lead to anything, right? It’s not like a little car, and this thing can go slow—what could happen? Hmph—”
Zhang Run wore a floral shirt on the top and loose bell-bottom pants on the bottom, cinched with a black belt, and his shoulder-length hair gave him a laid-back look, completely different from the person Lin Ya encountered two days earlier.
He rode leisurely, initially cautious, but seeing nothing of concern, he couldn’t help but accelerate a bit, quickly reaching the spot he agreed to meet his friends.
It was a brightly lit disco.
“Tsk, I knew it was a scam. I must be crazy to have believed such nonsense…” The youth, whose looks were fairly decent, slapped his forehead, humming a tune as he parked his motorcycle downstairs and went straight to have fun with his friends.
Until late at night, when several of them stumbled out, Zhang Run swayed as he held his head and took out his big mobile phone to call Uncle Chen for a ride home.
Uncle Chen soon arrived in the car.
“Uncle Chen, help me lift them into the car and drive them home…”
The backseat was cramped with four people, and after Zhang Run sat in the front passenger seat, he covered his mouth, feeling a wave of nausea rising in his stomach.
Amid the dizziness, the car began to start.
[Don’t take any transportation. It’s best to stay home and not go out for the next few days. That’s my advice to you.] Something in his ears seemed to faintly echo.
Zhang Run jolted awake, his eyes slightly fuzzy, and the feeling of nausea grew stronger.
“Stop, pull over…” He swiftly opened the door, unsure whether the chilling sensation in his heart felt heavier or if the cold wind outside was fiercer.
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