Ling Yi sat on a park bench, munching on a hamburger while scanning the crowd around him.
It was already evening, and there were people taking walks, exercising, and dancing in the park.
The Causality Control allows one to see everyone's past, as well as their fleeting future.
Ling Yi, at level 1, can only see one day of the future without consuming Merit. To see further into the future, he needs to consume Merit.
Merit is of great use to him, and he will not waste it on these unrelated people.
After three days, Ling Yi had gained a deeper understanding of the ability to Causality Control.
Examining Karma does not require consuming much Merit.
With 5 points of Merit, one can see everything about the target within the next 5 days, including all Karma related to the target.
However, modifying the Karma requires an initial cost of 50 points.
Moreover, the Li Qiang a person is, the more energy they consume.
Using playing cards as weapons to lock in Karma, killing an ordinary sinner requires 50 Merit points, but killing Fighting or a target protected by a master will require a geometric increase in Merit Points.
This is Red City City, a third-tier city in northern China, located 800 kilometers from the Great Qian Imperial Capital.
With Causality Control, surviving in this world is not difficult. What Ling Yi needs to do now is to find a way to solve his identity problem first.
Ling Yi spent two days getting to know the city and gaining a general understanding of it.
On the third day, Ling Yi appeared in Locust Blossom Alley, carrying a small stool and a small bag on his back.
Locust Blossom Alley, also known as Fortune-Telling Street, is more commonly referred to as " Swindler Street."
The whole street was lined with "fortune tellers," each with their own set of professional tools in front of them.
At the very least, they would set up a diagram covered with Eight Trigrams symbols, weigh it down with bricks, and then sit Zhouyi pretending to be someone, holding books like the I Eight Trigrams, waiting for willing victims to take the bait.
Most of these people are over forty years old, but there are exceptions.
Under a willow tree, Ling Yi saw a girl who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
She had beautiful hair, wore a blue T-shirt and white slim-fit jeans, and sat on a small stool flipping through a book.
This girl is very confident in her figure, and of course, she has the right to be confident!
The girl wore sunglasses and a mask, completely covering her face.
However, this kind of concealment was meaningless to Ling Yi.
Ling Yi can "see" a person's past and all of their experiences within a single day, and naturally, he can also "see" their true face.
Very beautiful, or rather, stunning.
However, what intrigued Ling Yi even more was the woman's identity.
Of course, it was just out of curiosity. Ling Yi wouldn't waste his Merit Points to look into someone else's secrets, especially since this woman's skills were terrifying.
Ling Yi placed a stool five meters away from the woman and took out a white cardboard from his backpack.
The words written on it in a crooked hand read, "Pay first, calculate later, avert disaster and resolve difficulties!"
The woman glanced at Ling Yi curiously, while Ling Yi smiled slightly at her and made a three-pointing gesture.
This made the woman frown, puzzled, but she quickly ignored it.
Just then, a young man with slicked-back hair and a powdered face walked into the alleyway, carrying a selfie stick.
As he walked, he said, " Old Tie, today Brother Dazhi 'm taking you to see something interesting."
"This is Locust Blossom Alley in Red City City. If you're Old Tie from Red City City, you'll definitely know this lane's other name: Fortune-Telling Alley."
"That's right, this is the famous Fortune-Telling Alley in Red City City. Brother Dazhi Brother Dazhi n't believe in fortune-telling; he believes that my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."
"If fate can be predicted and changed, then what's the point of our efforts? Today, let Brother Dazhi lead you to expose these fraudulent fortune tellers."
"Haha, look what Brother Dazhi found! Is being a con artist this easy these days? Those two are probably not even twenty yet, so young and already out there scamming people?"
"This won't do! This is clearly going astray! Is this okay? This is no good, haha!"
This "Brother Dazhi" is an outdoor livestreamer on a Seafood Platform, a minor internet celebrity with over 300,000 followers.
The live stream's content was "debunking fakes."
He once became famous for successfully exposing a fraudulent qigong master.
After that, it was unstoppable; exposing fake " Kung Fu Hustle " masters, fake "street magic"...
He had long heard of the Fortune-Telling Street in Red City City, and he traveled all the way from the capital to Red City City just to expose the fake fortune-telling.
Ling Yi was very " Luck "; he was targeted on his very first day setting up his stall.
Brother Dazhi walked straight up to Ling Yi, and without waiting for Ling Yi's consent, he brought the camera close to Ling Yi and gave him a close-up.
Ling Yi didn't react at all, but just looked at Brother Dazhi and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Dude, are you an accurate fortune teller?" Brother Dazhi asked with a joking smile.
"What do you want to calculate?" Ling Yi countered.
"I asked you if fortune telling is accurate, what business is it of yours what I'm telling?"
"One thousand yuan, cash only, payment first, payment later!"
"A thousand dollars? Do I look like Big Head? I don't even know if you're accurate, and you're already asking for money?"
Ling Yi remained silent, adopting an attitude of "take it or leave it."
Brother Dazhi really didn't want to spend the money, but seeing the donations and comments in the live stream, he couldn't help but laugh again.
"Alright, but let me make this clear from the start: if your calculations are inaccurate, don't blame me for ruining your business."
Ling Yi remained silent.
Brother Dazhi gritted his teeth, took out 10 bright red banknotes from his wallet, and handed them over with great reluctance.
Taking the money, Ling Yi smiled and, without waiting for Brother Dazhi to speak, slowly said, "You shouldn't have come here today, and you certainly shouldn't have offended the fortune teller."
"What do you mean?" Brother Dazhi asked, displeased.
"You'll find out what I mean in a moment, but since I've taken your money, I'll naturally show you a way out."
"From now on, count your steps while walking, and stop for three seconds every five or a multiple of five. This will keep you Wuyang."
"Otherwise, you won't get out of this alley!" Ling Yi said with a sneer.
Brother Dazhi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "What, you want to hit me, or do you have accomplices? Let me tell you, I'm live streaming right now."
"No one will lay a hand on you; you'll find out if you try."
"You're just making things difficult. I'd like to see why I can't get out!"
Brother Dazhi naturally didn't believe it, but he still started counting his steps and walking forward.
One step, two steps, three steps... When he took the fifth step, Brother Dazhi stopped, looked around to make sure no one was rushing out, and was about to say something when he heard a strange Air Breaking sound coming from above.
The next moment, a drone fell from the sky and landed right where the sixth step was.
If he had taken just one more step, he would have been left with a bloody head.
This left Brother Dazhi both shaken and furious.
But he didn't believe that Ling Yi's "fortune telling" was accurate.
He roared, "You definitely have accomplices controlling the drone from a distance! I'm reporting you to the police for intentional assault! You're fucking dead!"
Ling Yi shook his head and smiled, "Why don't you go outside first?"
Brother Dazhi forced himself to calm down, thinking he would settle the score with him later. Anyway, there was a live stream, and everything was recorded, so this guy couldn't escape.
He counted his steps and continued walking forward, but stopped again when he took the tenth step.
Three seconds later, an overhead power line suddenly snapped and fell to the ground, landing in a nearby pond and sparking.
Brother Dazhi was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
"You're finished, I'm telling you, you'd actually do something this dangerous just to scam people." Brother Dazhi was too scared to move now. Although he didn't believe this "liar," this alley could really be deadly.
"You chose the path you walked, and you chose the direction you took," Ling Yi said softly.
Brother Dazhi looked around, but couldn't discern where was dangerous or where was safe.
He simply abandoned walking in a straight line and instead planned to walk diagonally to the wall, and then walk along the wall.
However, he did not forget to count his steps.
By the fifteenth step, he was very close to the low wall. He looked around; it seemed there was nothing that could hurt him.
But just as this thought crossed his mind, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, and an old poplar tree about three meters in front of him made a cracking sound.
Immediately afterward, a piece of dead tree branch, as thick as a child's arm, was snapped off by the wind and fell at an angle, landing right in front of Brother Dazhi.
If drones and power lines can be controlled by humans, then what about this dead tree branch?
It was broken by the wind! Does anyone have the ability to control the wind? Wouldn't that make them a god?
He glanced back at Ling Yi and found Ling Yi standing with his arms crossed, looking at him with Taunt.
That gaze sent a chill down Brother Dazhi's spine, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"That's just a coincidence, I don't believe it!"
Brother Dazhi stubbornly shouted, gritting his teeth as he continued walking towards the wall. When he took his twentieth step, he instinctively stopped.
"Crack!"
A flowerpot suddenly flew out of nowhere and landed right in front of Brother Dazhi.
Damn, where did this flowerpot come from? He looked up and saw that the apartment building was just inside the low wall.
On the balcony of a residential building, there was a row of flower pots, but one of the spots was empty.
But the balcony windows of this resident were closed tightly, so how did the flowerpot fall down?
Were they blown down by the wind too?
Brother Dazhi felt a chill run down his spine, was sweating profusely, and his legs started to tremble.
My mind was a complete mess.
Now he had only one thought: to get out of this damned place as soon as possible.
This place is fucking creepy.
One or two coincidences are one thing, but a series of coincidences is no longer a coincidence.
Brother Dazhi knew this was Ling Yi's doing. Although he didn't know how he did it, he was certain it was related to Ling Yi.
On the twenty-fifth step, the ground suddenly caved in; on the thirtieth step, exterior wall tiles on the twenty-ninth floor of a high-rise office building suddenly fell off and, driven by the wind, landed precisely in front of him.
At this moment, Wong Dazhi finally couldn't hold back any longer.
You see, in order to increase his speed, he took extremely large steps with each stride, but even so, he still couldn't escape the five-step rule.
He knew he had met a true master today, but the crucial point was that he had offended that master.
What's next?
Report it to the inspection department? Don't be ridiculous, do you have any evidence? They only said a few words the whole time, and didn't even move an inch.
Fortunately, he followed the five-step rule and escaped Locust Blossom Alley unharmed.
This scene was witnessed by all the fortune tellers in the alley, and they all knew that this young man was the one with real skills.
Those who initially harbored ulterior motives immediately dared not entertain any further thoughts.
The beautiful young lady next to Ling Yi kept glancing at Ling Yi. After hesitating for a moment, she walked up to Ling Yi and asked, "Which family's heir are you?"
"It cannot be spoken of!"
"What kind of Dharma School did you just use? Why can't I see any trace of Daoist Arts?"