Chapter 7 Lifespan Is Determined

Luo Kaitian put away the blue booklet, he smiled and said, "The two bosses have already recorded everything."

The short talisman had a smile on his face and said, "Since it's all done, this year's hair-binding ceremony is over, let them all go away."

After being instructed by the short talisman, Luo Haetian shouted the end again.

Most of those quiet villagers did not leave, but started talking to Zhou Fan and others on the round altar.

Luo Kaitian turned to Zhou Fan and said, "You can put on your shoes and clothes and go back."

Zhou Fan put on his shirt in a gloomy mood.

The thin monkey came over crying and hugged Zhou Fan and said, "Afan, why are we so miserable?"

Zhou Fan just wanted to say something, but the Slim Monkey's parents pulled the Slim Monkey away with a stern face and took the Slim Monkey away.

At this time, Yi Yi Mu and Gui Feng also walked quickly to the round altar, Yi Yi Mu said with a bitter face, "Let's go home, we'll talk about it when we go home."

Gui Feng's tears almost fell, but she also knew that this was not the time to cry, but dragged Zhou Fan and walked outside the round altar.

Walking in the crowd, many acquaintances from the village came over and patted Yi Yimu on the shoulder to show comfort.

Zhou Yimu didn't say anything, just walked away with a blank face, and no one would stop the three Zhou family at this time.

Luo Kaitian, who was standing above the round altar, happened to see this scene. He shook his head sympathetically. The number he registered, naturally knew that Zhou Fan was the person with the smallest number this year. There have been several such small numbers in the history of Sanqiu Village. Yes, but it's rare after all.

Without any words along the way, the three of Zhou Fan arrived home soon, and once they got home, Yi Yimu reached out to take off Zhou Fan's shirt.

Zhou Fan hurriedly reached out to help, his shirt was quickly taken off, and the number "nineteen" in his heart was still bright as blood.

After confirming again, Gui Feng sat slumped and wiped tears silently, as if lost.

Zhou Yimu sighed when he looked at the number 'nineteen'. He sat on the wooden chair in the small hall, picked up the hookah, lit it, and started smoking, with three horizontal lines wrinkled on his forehead.

Zhou Fan remained quite calm and asked, "Mother and father, I forgot everything. What's wrong with you guys? What's going on with this number?"

Yi Yimu breathed out a mouthful of white smoke before he said hoarsely: "Afan, the number on your heart is your lifespan, nineteen means you can only live until your nineteenth birthday."

Longevity?

This number is indeed related to age, but Zhou Fan did not expect this to be his lifespan!

Zhou Fan glanced at the bright red number 'nineteen' in his heart and said, "Father, is this kind of thing true?"

If so, doesn't that mean that he can only live for four years?

Zhou Yimu said with a sad face: "Of course this is true, the number of lifespans will never go wrong, if a person dies without illness, pain and no accidents, then he will only live to the end of his lifespan. ."

Zhou Fan frowned slightly and said, "Is it the reason for the hair-binding ceremony? If I didn't participate in the hair-binding ceremony, would everything change?"

Zhou Fan had some doubts that this was caused by the hair-binding ceremony, otherwise how could a blood-colored number appear in his heart?

Yi Yimu shook his head and said, "Afan, lifespan is innate, and the hair-binding ceremony is only presided over by Master Fu, so that those of you who are fifteen years old can rely on the power of talismans and animal blood to stimulate the blood in your body. And let the number of life appear, the hair-binding ceremony will not harm people, otherwise we will not let you participate."

"Only when you are fifteen years old will you not hurt your body due to the impact of animal blood, so no matter where you are, people will have their hair tied at the age of fifteen and know their life expectancy."

Zhou Fan lowered his head slightly, he was a little lost, he always thought it was too absurd, but yesterday I saw the horror of ghosts, there is no common sense in this world.

It doesn't seem like a strange thing to have a unique lifespan, but it was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

"Why do you need to know your lifespan? What will happen to people when they actually reach their lifespan?" Zhou Fan asked two more questions.

Yi Yimu took a cigarette from the mouth of the pot in silence, and then exhaled white smoke before saying: "Knowing your lifespan is to let that person know, and it is also for the development of the village. If you live to the end of your lifespan, it means your Life is over, and there will be ghosts of life that will take your life away."

"In order to make myself aware of it, and for the development of the village, the ghosts of longevity take their lives..." Zhou Fan muttered to himself, he took a deep breath and asked, "Is there a way to stop the ghosts of longevity from taking their lives?"

Yi Yimu shook his head and said, "Impossible, even if it's a talisman, it's impossible to prevent Shou Ghost from taking his life. When his lifespan is over, that person can only die. This is iron rule, and no one can change it!"

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there a way to increase life expectancy?"

Zhou Fan is very unwilling. If he can only live for four years, what's the point of crossing over? He even guessed that it might be because his soul occupied this body, which led to such a low lifespan!

There is no way to stop the ghosts from taking their lives, so you can only try to change the number of lifespans!

"Afan, it's impossible, how can you change your lifespan? My poor son..." Gui Feng cried out, her lifespan was sixty-seven, while Zhou Fan's was only nineteen. Then she is destined to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person.

Zhou Fan sighed, and he helped Gui Feng to comfort him: "Mother, don't worry, there will always be a way."

"The number of lifespans... or it's not impossible to change." Yi Yimu said suddenly.

Gui Feng was stunned for a while, and then said loudly: "You are crazy, how can you change your lifespan? I've never heard that your lifespan can be changed."

Zhou Fan said anxiously, "Mother, don't worry, Dad, what are you talking about?"

Yi Yimu hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I'm not quite sure. I just heard Mr. Mao say that if you can cultivate to a higher level, you can increase your life expectancy."

"Who is Mr. Mao?" Zhou Fan's first thought was to confirm the authenticity of the news.

Gui Feng said first: "Master Mao is one of those two Talismans you met today, but Master Mao really said that?"

Zhou Fan heard that it was one of the two talismans, he believed most of them, and moved his eyes to Yi Mu.

Zhou Yimu said with a wry smile: "I confirm that he said this, but he said it very vaguely, and I'm not quite sure whether it is true or not, and what level it needs to go to."

"He said it's not wrong." Zhou Fan heard the hope, and he quickly asked more crucial things, "What is cultivation?"

What is spiritual practice?

Zhou Yimu and Gui Feng looked at each other, and their faces showed embarrassment.

In the end, Yi Yimu frowned and said, "Afan, practice is practice. We are not monks, and we don't know how to explain it to you."