Shaman’s Awakening

Walking aimlessly on the street, Jiang Han himself did not know where he should go. Although the building was tall, there was no home, and the street was bustling, but no one was his own destination.

Looking up, there was a double-entry shadow under the street lamp. The entire city seemed to be alone with Jiang Han, and his mood was already very low. At this time, he was in such an environment, he couldn't help thinking more. some.

With a sigh, Jiang Hanqian wiped his face and wanted to raise a little spirit. The fact is already the case, and people always have to look forward, just want to see something, how can it be so simple.

A little faltering, Jiang Han was about to return to the cabin he rented. He is a high-level student at the Medical University. He knows clearly in his mind that he can't do anything like his mental state.

The salary in the hospital is definitely unavailable. Jiang Han took out his pocket and was really penniless. He didn't know where the dinner was. His face was full of bitterness. There was always a gap between reality and ideal.

The more he wants to look away, the more desperate he thinks. If this matter is made known to his family, although his justice is in the heart, his parents will definitely support his decision, but the fact is that he failed the internship It may be that the university for many years has gone to nothing.

Things have become like this, how can he stand up to the hard-working second elder, and what should he do in the future?Not to mention the dream of overcoming intractable diseases, even the future of food and clothing may be worrying.

No regrets, just let the conscience take the calm road, and the road of the body in reality is coming to an end. It is not worth it, and should not, Jiang Han hesitated.

With a long sigh, Jiang Han heard the sound of running water coming from his ear. Unconsciously, he had walked to a large river in the city. The river reflected light, and there was darkness in the place where he could not see.

"In addition to putting a burden on my parents, what use is there for me to live?" Jiang Han repressed, and even thought of short-sightedness, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was true, lest he was already an extra person in this world It's better to die.

"Do you want to die like this?" A voice suddenly entered Jiang Han's ears.

Startled in his heart, Jiang Han looked back, and a goatee was old, holding a white cloth streamer that read "Fortune-telling and looking at the picture", it seemed to be talking to him, but his eyes clearly did not look at him.

"Are you saying me?" Jiang Han turned around and stepped forward.

"Is there anyone else here?" The old man turned his head and gave Jiang Han a glance.

Jiang Han was puzzled in his heart and felt very strange. He had just given birth to the idea that he was dead, and he was immediately uttered a word, breaking his mind, and he was also afraid for a while.

If the old Taoist didn’t interrupt him, he wouldn’t be able to get out of that kind of thought. He might have really taken action now. He is sober now that he wants to slap himself. How come there is such a nonsense idea, really It shouldn't be.

It's just that the old way is a little too amazing. Isn't this a strange person with real talents and learning? Jiang Han thought of it otherwise, otherwise he couldn't explain it. He looked at the old way with doubt.

Jiang Han was aimless, wandering on the street as if he had lost his soul. He had been seen by this old man for a long time. When the old man saw Jiang Han at first glance, he felt that he was a little different. He had a kind of temperament. He took a few more glances.

With this look, Lao Dao came to the spirit instantly, overjoyed, but did not say anything. He just followed him and walked all the way. When Jiang Han stopped, he spoke.

The old man did not speak, and Jiang Han was silent for a few moments.

"Old gentleman, do you call me something?" Jiang Han politely said, a person he didn't know can help him. This can be regarded as a person who saved his life, and he would not be rude.

"Naturally something happens." The old man smiled and nodded, looking at him more and more pleasingly.

This old man is really capable,

"Sir, if you have something to say, I won't say anything if I can help." Jiang Han didn't expect Lao Dao to respond so bluntly, but the words had already been exported, and there was no reason to take them back.

"Kneel down and kowtow, the old man will give you a great fortune." Lao Tao said, all proud in his voice.

"Ah?" Jiang Han said in surprise, thinking he had heard it wrong."Old gentleman, what are you saying?"

The old man shook his head with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "Young people are really young and can't breathe. Don't be too pretentious first, this is just the beginning..."

"Old gentleman, please don't make me happy, I'll go if it's okay." Jiang Han had interrupted before the old words were finished. He was sure he didn't get it wrong, so there was no need to listen.

What the old Taoist said is almost the same as watching more TV shows. He can make up for it in the next words. The great fortune is nothing more than ten dollars such as the magic palm or the sunflower collection.

If it was usual, Jiang Han didn't mind generosity, but now he couldn't even get a dollar even if he turned out his trouser pockets. He was powerless and could only apologize for leaving.

"Stop." Jiang Han said and turned to leave, but the old man shouted at him with a loud cry.

He slowly walked in front of Jiang Han and looked at him with his hands behind his back.

That's what I thought more or less in my heart, but my mouth couldn't be outspoken. It was too hurtful. Jiang Han smiled and quickly waved his hand, "Old gentleman, you're worried, I'm just in a bad mood. Your interest can only go first."

"Give me less garlic, don’t think I don’t know what your kid is thinking, there is nothing like the palm of the old man here, only the inheritance of the witch doctor's path is ready, your kid is lucky, and with a little witch root, can he be qualified to accept this inheritance, others I can't even think about it." The old voice changed into a tone. Jiang Han was no different from the transparent one in front of him, and his heart was completely exposed.

I was shocked again. Jiang Han was still a little bit admired by Lao Dao, but he would never believe what he said in his mouth. This will become a novel.

"Old gentleman, I'm really in a bad mood, sorry, I'm leaving." Jiang Han didn't take the old Taoist's heart into consideration at all, and he wouldn't believe it even if he changed himself. He really didn't have the mood to laugh with the old Tao.

"Your boy, this great fortune is hard to find even the gods, you don't even believe it? You, you... You are going to be mad at me." The old man blows his beard and stares. For the sake of chemistry, Jiang Han could not immediately kneel down with joy.

But this is not the case. Jiang Han didn't believe it at all, which made the old man feel strange.