Speaking of this king skill, it seems that it started appearing at the age of ten.

At that time, she felt it was surprising. Because she could see strange numbers appearing on some people's foreheads. Later she knew the meaning of the number.

Of course, at the beginning, this ability was not very strong. She could only occasionally activate the [Countdown to Death] skill. But as she got older, this skill became stronger and stronger. Sometimes, she could even foresee someone's way of death, or some disaster scenes.

Once, she foresaw the fall of a plane. TV news a few days later confirmed her foresight.

"What you foresee is the bad luck of others." The figure said to her.

She met it on a swing in the park.

At that time, it was wearing a black robe, looking like the evil magicians in the movie. It had no entity, only a ball of black gas.

At first glance, everyone thinks this guy is not a good person.

Even, it's a ghost!

Shen Jungu was only 13 years old that year. When he saw it appear, he was so scared that he sat on the ground with a pale face and trembling all over.

She had seen ghosts. Because she had that wonderful king skill, she had seen ghosts once. It was a woman who died in a car accident. The other party was caught by a truck because she was riding an electric bike and was crushed to death. However, the female ghost looked not terrible, similar to her appearance before her death, and at most she had a pale face. Why did she know that it was a ghost? Because she accidentally penetrated through its body while walking.

Only ghosts will be penetrated.

So, what exactly is the black gas in front of you, a human is not like a human, a ghost is not like a ghost?

"Don't be afraid." The black gas said, "My name is Wuyuan Zhizhe. I am here to find you."

What is Wuyuan Zhizhe? She had no idea at all and just asked: "Are you a ghost? Or a god of death?"

"Neither." said Wuyuan wise man, "I am a hunting species. This is my body. The ordinary hunting species will live in other creatures, most of which are humans."

What is hunting?

In short, this is the first meeting between Shen Jungu and Wuyuan wise man.

It was from then on that, Wuyuan wise man took her under his command. It said that it looked at her foresight.

However, it did not tell her why she could only foresee bad luck and could not foresee good things.

For example, if you can foresee the lottery number, wouldn’t that be awesome?

Wuyuan wise man seemed to have something hidden from her. This is Shen Jungu's intuition.

When he got home, Shen Jungu opened the door.

"Uncle, I'm back." She said tiredly, putting down her schoolbag.

"Xiao Gu, how late after school today?" A man walked out of the study. He was about thirties and wearing glasses. He was Shen Jungu's uncle, named Shen Fang. He was an Internet writer, and he was a type of flop. His daily job was to sit in front of the computer to write.

As for what he wrote, it was not popular at all. Because he did not follow the trend and only liked to write his own style, he wrote it for many years, but it was still the same and had no improvement. In order to subsidize his family income, he went back to deliver food during the day to make some money. Otherwise, he would starve to death by writing alone.

"This is the clay pot rice I ordered for you. Sorry, Xiao Gu, you should eat this first. Uncle is busy today and I don't have time to cook for you."

Shen Fang said apologetically.

Shen Jungu shook his head, "It's okay. But, uncle, are you going out tonight?"

She saw her uncle wearing a suit with a rare chance and should go to the appointment.

"Yeah." Chen Fang stood in front of the mirror, sorted out his appearance, and then said, "I'm going to meet an editor tonight and talk about something."

"Is there hope for your book publishing?"

"Maybe. Maybe, it can be adapted into a comic."

"Uncle, come on!" Shen Jungu made an encouragement gesture to him.

Chen Fang smiled, "Then, I'll go out first."

As he said that, he went out.

The appointment was a Japanese restaurant 20 minutes away from home.

I passed by here before, but I never went in.

He knew that this restaurant has a high consumption. With his financial situation like him, it is a bit difficult to eat in such a high-end restaurant.

However, today is to talk about the serious business, and it is necessary to spend some money.

Chen Fang opened his phone, flipped to the page of Taobao, borrowed 5,000 yuan, and then he sighed and walked into the store.

The person who made the appointment was already waiting.

The other party was the editor of the publishing house, just call him Editor Lin. One day, Chen Fang suddenly received a message adding a friend. When he opened it, he found that the other party claimed to be the editor and his surname was Lin.

He said that there is a way to buy Chen Fang to sell the copyright.

The two made an appointment to meet at this restaurant.

Seeing him come in, Editor Lin immediately stood up enthusiastically and said, "Ah, you are that person. What is your pen name?"

I can't even remember the pseudonym. This editor is too careless.

Who made me a little puff? Chen Fang smiled bitterly in his heart before saying, "Hello Editor Lin, my pen name is a little puff in the world."

"Yes, yes!" Editor Lin nodded desperately and said, "Brother Pujie, I have been reading yours for a long time. I have read it and it is quite good. The reason why it is not popular is because you are too stubborn. You have to know that when writing online articles, you need to know how to market. You can't just focus on writing. Look at which one is now, and don't make a list?"

"No. I don't want to do that." Chen Fang certainly knew this unspoken rule, but he didn't want to join him.

Editor Lin smiled awkwardly and complained in his heart: No wonder he was called a flop. He was not enlightened at all.

But he quickly said, "It's okay. It's your luck to meet me. An animation company has taken a fancy to you and wants to discuss the copyright with you. You can give this kind of thing full rights reserved to me for your agent."

"Really?" Chen Fang was a little excited.

Editor Lin suddenly looked up and greeted the two men who had just walked in from the door, "Ahhhhh! Here! Here!"

The two men walked straight towards them.

After sitting down, Editor Lin explained to Chen Fang, saying, "I called two more friends to get together, don't you mind."

"Well, don't mind." Chen Fang shook his head politely. In fact, everyone is a little unhappy.

It was obvious that they had an appointment to discuss cooperation, but the other party called two friends to make a big fish and meat, and instead left the sinking aside.

Although Chen Fang didn't say it, he felt uncomfortable.

He was not familiar with the two men, so he had nothing to say, and had no chance to insert their topics at all, so he had to think about it silently.

After more than an hour, Editor Lin and his friends finally had enough food and drinks, then turned around and patted Shenfang's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I will do it well for you. Now it's not easy for newcomers to get out. You have to understand."

"Yeah. I understand."

"Then we'll leave first."

Editor Lin took his friends and walked out of the store while picking teeth and putting his shoulders on his shoulders. There was no intention of paying the bill at all.

Needless to ask, this is left to pay for Shen Fang.

After Shen put it at the counter, paid with his mobile phone, he hurried out.

Looking around at the door, Lin and the others had not yet walked far.

Chen Fang wanted to ask about the copyright sale, so he chased after him. Before he could speak, he heard Editor Lin say to someone else: "That pen, do you really think that pie will fall from the sky? How can you have so many opportunities! Haha. The reason why the flop is a flop is because it is too naive."

The friends next to him also laughed in cooperation.

They didn't notice the dark side behind them.

Bastard... dare to fool me?

Chen Fang gritted his teeth, since you are unkind, don’t blame me for being unrighteous!

He walked to the convenience store on the side, bought a bottle of water, sat on the chair, started to take out his cell phone, flip out his cell phone software, and started to hit him.

He is continuing to write his latest serial story.

The name is: [The King of Hell wants you to die in the third update!]

He conceived the plot and typed it quickly.

The plot he will write next is probably about the male protagonist reunited with an editor that night, and the editor played with the male protagonist. So the male protagonist used his superpowers to make the editor encounter a car accident while crossing the street.

Although the plot summary is very short, it must be written in detail before his kingly skill [Magic Work] can be activated.

As for the ability of this skill [Magic Work], you will know later.

I finally wrote this story and Chen Fang published it.

Soon, his new chapter was serialized on the online literature platform. This article was read so few. Therefore, no one should have noticed the magic of this article.

Let's wait and see. You will definitely be shocked in the future. Chen Fang smiled proudly in his heart, and then he subconsciously looked at his fingers.

His ten fingers and fingertips all appeared with vortex fingerprints.

But unlike ordinary fingerprints, this vortex fingerprint is more like a symbol, and it is actually rotating slowly like it has life.

That's right, this is not an ordinary fingerprint, but - [vortex]!

A terrible ability that can bring bad luck to people!

On the other side, at the traffic light at the intersection.

Editor Lin and his two friends walked up to the crosswalk.

At night, there is very little traffic on the road.

The three of them were a little drunk and were unsteadily planning to pass the road.

But suddenly, a dazzling car light shook so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

They looked up and suddenly, their hearts seemed to pause.

An out-of-control mud truck was roaring towards them. It was so fast that even if the brakes were stepped on, the tires would make a terrible sound.

Quickly... Escape quickly!

For a moment, this thought whipped them like a whip.

But their feet seemed to be filled with cement and could not move on the ground. In the dazzling white light, their faces were twisted wildly, and the screams that were held in their throats burst out at the moment when death came.

Unfortunately, it's too late.
Chapter completed!