At this end, Feng Zhi finished burning the ingot paper money and looked at the sky. It was almost early morning.

He was completely exhausted and staggered as he walked towards home.

The streets were gloomy and deserted.

With a "squeak" sound, he pushed open the door and walked in.

It was pitch dark inside the house.

Feng Zhi didn't even bother to turn on the light, so he walked to the chair, sat down, and stood there in a daze.

In the past few days, he had dreamed about the scene from the past again.

He knew that he was not far from death.

The process of waiting for death is sometimes more frightening than death itself.

After sitting for about two quarters of an hour, suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the house.

In the darkness, although the knock on the door was not loud, it seemed particularly harsh.

Feng Zhi came back to his senses instantly, with a trace of fear in his eyes as he looked at the door.

At this hour, the sky is not completely bright yet, and the villagers of Baitou Town, logically speaking, have not gotten up yet.

Even if they get up, these villagers don't have much interaction with Feng Zhi on weekdays, so how can they come to Feng Zhi?

Only...only...

Thinking of this, Feng Zhi couldn't help but shudder and timidly shouted: "Who? Who is it?"

"A passer-by, excuse me for a drink of water."

Outside the door, a voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Feng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to refuse, but he hesitated, stood up again, and walked towards the door of the house.

Even when a person is about to die, his words are good.

Feng Zhi knew that he was about to die soon, and all his thoughts were lost.

Since the death of my brother, I have been living alone, feeling very lonely and lifeless.

Now that the deadline is approaching, it would seem a bit unkind to refuse someone asking for water.

The door opens.

Outside, there was a young man standing, who looked about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and a thin and handsome face.

"Excuse me."

The young man grinned and nodded.

"You...oh oh...please come in."

Feng Zhi looked at the young man and saw that he did not look like a person from Baitou Town, so he hurriedly invited him in.

"Sit down for a moment and I'll pour you some water."

Feng Zhi said and quickly went to pour water.

The young man sat down and looked around.

The house is not big, but it has everything. However, the corners and the stove are covered with thick dust.

It can be seen that Feng Zhi lives alone and has no intention of cleaning.

The room was gloomy. Feng Zhi quickly lit a candle, feeling a little embarrassed and said, "The filament in this room has burned out and has not been replaced. I'm sorry."

Although the candlelight was weak, the dim candlelight illuminated the cabin a little bit, finally giving it some life and not becoming gloomy.

The young man asking for water smiled but didn't care and said, "It doesn't matter."

After Feng Zhi handed over the water, he sat aside and said nothing for a while.

After living alone for many years, I have developed a habit of talking to others, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

When he was ups and downs in the business world, he was a powerful figure who could talk to everyone and tell ghosts. Now that he has been a widow for these years, the skills he had back then are basically gone.

After the young man drank the water, he raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Feng Zhi, and said with a smile: "I see that brother is a little depressed. Is there something on your mind?"

"Ah?" Feng Zhi came to his senses, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "No...it's okay..."

The young man said: "If you have something on your mind, you can talk about it."

Feng Zhi didn't seem to want to continue chatting on this topic, so he quickly said: "Oh...it's okay. Thank you for your concern, little brother. By the way...how did you come to Baitou Town?"

"I am a traveling Taoist priest passing through here."

"Wandering Taoist priest?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhi's eyes lit up.

"good."

Feng Zhi thought for a moment and asked: "Taoist Priest, do you see anything weird about me...?"

As he spoke, he quickly leaned forward slightly.

There were unspeakable secrets in his heart, and there were things he couldn't say.

However, when I heard that the person who came was a Taoist priest, I felt a glimmer of hope in my heart.

I don’t know what this Taoist priest is, so I can only ask this.

When the Taoist priest heard this, he frowned and looked at Feng Zhi's face. His expression seemed to become serious and he pondered for a moment.

"What's wrong, Taoist priest, do you see anything?" Feng Zhi was a little surprised.

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then patted his thigh and said, "You have suffered a bloody disaster."

When Feng Zhi heard this, his expression changed, and with a "pop" sound, he knelt on the ground and said hurriedly: "The Taoist Master is so capable, I... I am indeed in trouble... I hope the Taoist Master will take action...

Save my life..."

"I can save your life, but..."

The Taoist priest seemed to be smiling, but in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped.

"But what? If the Taoist priest has any request, just say..."

Feng Zhi is now acting as a living doctor, so why should he care so much?

Hearing this, the Taoist priest smiled and said: "Only by receiving money from others can you help others eliminate disasters. You have a lot of wealth. If you are willing to spend all your wealth, I will be willing to save your life..."

"Dissipate all the wealth?"

Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened.

Although he is a desperate man, he is not a fool.

These days, there are a lot of people cheating and abducting people.

I don’t know if the Taoist priest in front of me is really capable.

What's more, the person he offended is not ordinary.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhi took a deep breath and asked: "If I lose all my wealth, can you really save me from death?"

"You got all the money from your conscience. Now that you are in disaster, are you still reluctant to part with it?" The Taoist smiled and said, "If you are willing to give it all to me, I will just... help you donate it."

Consider it a good deed..."

Feng Zhi's expression darkened slightly.

Businessmen make huge profits.

Although life is important, money is also important.

What's more, the Taoist priest in front of him has unknown origins, which makes people doubtful.

Just when he was hesitating, suddenly the "bang bang bang" knock on the door sounded again outside the house.

"Is there anyone else?"

Feng Zhi was startled and looked towards the door.

The Taoist priest seemed to have known something for a long time. He was smiling and his expression did not change at all.

"who?"

Feng Zhi shouted.

"It's me."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, a little old.

Just by listening to the voice, Feng Zhi didn't recognize who it was, but he stood up and walked toward the door.

When he arrived at the door, he opened it and saw the person standing at the door. Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment: "It's you..."

"Haha, it's early in the morning, it's still dark, I'm disturbing you... I'm here to see you... I have something to do..."

There was an old man standing at the door.

Feng Zhi had met this old man a few times on a daily basis.

The old man is from the town.

It is very popular in Baitou Town.
Chapter completed!