【Fortune-telling, Feng Shui, Metaphysics, Ghost Catching, No CP, Episodic Stories】A calamity struck, and Lin Xi, the ninth-generation female sect master of the Taixuan Sect, arrived a thousand ...
Thinking of this, the man's face showed even more madness.
This world is so unfair to him, why should he consider other people's feelings! He just wants everyone to live in pain and hatred like him!
"Hey, the third grade students are here!" The fat man next to her saw his daughter and hurried forward.
When the man in the baseball cap heard this, he tightened his hands in his pockets and followed with a gloomy expression.
The moment the children from Class 3 and Class 1 walked out of the school gate, the man took out a fruit knife from his pocket, his eyes red, and rushed towards the group of children.
In an instant, screams and cries pierced the sky...
Although the man in the baseball cap was quickly subdued by security and the remaining parents, the incident still resulted in two deaths and injuries.
Lu Peng's eldest son was one of the injured children. His arm was seriously injured and he was left with a lifelong disability.
Lin Xi collected his thoughts, his face slightly pale.
This wasn't because he was frightened by the scene he saw in the precognition technique, it was simply due to the depletion of spiritual power.
The art of foresight is a technique that can only be learned by successive leaders of the Taixuan Sect. Not only does it require the person to possess a unique talent that is one in a million, it also requires spiritual power to activate it.
Lin Xi had managed to accumulate some spiritual power over the past few days, but now it was almost all consumed.
But thinking of those seven poor children, I decided to just let the spiritual power go and repair it later.
"Master, what happened?" Lu Peng looked anxious.
Lin Xi did not hesitate and told Lu Peng what he had seen through his precognitive ability.
When he heard that a psychopathic murderer who wanted revenge on society would commit murder in front of the primary school that afternoon, his face instantly turned pale.
With the recent rapid development of the Internet, social news from all over the country can be read on mobile phones in real time, and news about school murders can occasionally be seen.
However, there have been no similar cases in Jiangyu, so parents of students like Lu Peng would only express their feelings when seeing similar news. They would be more cautious during the period of news reports, but as time went by, parents gradually relaxed their vigilance.
What's more, there is no way to guard against such things all the time. After all, no one knows when those psychopaths will take action. They may be walking on the road peacefully in the last second, and then pull out a knife and start killing people in the next second.
After a brief panic, Lu Peng quickly came to his senses and looked at Lin Xi in a daze.
"Master, what should I do now? Call the police?"
But if I report it to the police now, not only will that person not commit the crime, but he will also use fortune-telling to figure out the cause of the crime before reporting it. I'm sure I'll get a lecture...
Lin Xi thought about it and said simply, "I'll go to school with you this afternoon."
With Lin Xi's words, Lu Peng felt a little relieved. He knew that a master would definitely be able to recognize the man at a glance.
Just looking at Lin Xi's frail little body, Lu Peng felt that if he punched her, she would probably cry for a long time.
So he secretly decided to contact a few friends and have them go to the school gate with him in the afternoon.
The two agreed to contact each other in the afternoon, and Lu Peng returned home with an anxious look on his face.
After leaving Peng, Lin Xi did not go home, nor did he continue to wait for people to tell fortunes.
As usual, she donated half of the two thousand yuan she had just earned to two real beggars on the street, and then walked into the mobile phone store with a proud and confident look on her face, with only one thousand eleven and ninety-one yuan left in her pocket.