Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

Why does this tone sound somewhat familiar?

However, Yang Bo didn't hesitate. He flipped his hand and took out two hundred yuan, placing it on the somewhat yellowed Bagua Taijitu diagram on the fortune-telling stall.

"Master, can you please take a look for me?"

The fortune-telling master's face lit up with a smile when he saw the red bills. He didn't stand on ceremony, picked them up, and stuffed them into his pocket.

"No problem, what would you like me to look at?"

Yang Bo passed the amulet in his hand to Chen Meng behind him, and said with a smile, staring at the fortune-telling master, "Just take a casual look."

The fortune-teller straightened his body and began to size up Yang Bo.

"Eh?!"

After a few dozen seconds, the fortune-telling master suddenly made a sound of surprise, rubbed his eyes, and then frantically calculated with his hands, forming hand seals.

"Ai?!"

"Impossible, this is wrong!"

"Young man, please extend your hand, let me take a look."

Seeing the incredulous expression on the other party's face, Yang Bo smiled and extended his hand:

"Master, have you seen anything?"

The master didn't reply, placing his hand on Yang Bo's wrist, the expression on his face becoming even more interesting.

"Ai ~"

He sighed, released Yang Bo's wrist, and then reached into his upper pocket with trembling hands, taking out the two hundred yuan that Yang Bo had given him earlier.

"Young man, take this money back, I can't read your fortune!"

Yang Bo wasn't surprised that the other party couldn't see anything, but he was a little surprised by the two hundred yuan.

"It's okay, Master, you can keep the money. It's normal that you can't see anything. If you could see something, then we'd have to talk about it."

"Talk about it" means to make trouble for you.

He was someone who had transmigrated twice. If the other party opened his mouth and said something accurate, then he would either be a swindler or a transcendent immortal.

Hearing Yang Bo say this, the master quickly stuffed the money back with his trembling hands, showing no sign of the Parkinson's-like condition he had displayed moments ago.

Yang Bo didn't waste any words and said to Chen Meng, who was beside him, "Sorry to trouble you, go help me choose a mobile phone, I'll talk to the master here."

He just wanted to understand things about this world, and this guiding light had arrived.

Chen Meng hesitated for a moment before turning around and leaving.

"Master, I want to ask you something, are there many ghosts in this world?"

The master didn't expect Yang Bo to ask this, and hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

After thinking for a while, he said, "It's hard to say, many and few."

"Ordinary people may not encounter one in their entire lives, but some special people might encounter two in a day."

As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Yang Bo, then asked, "Young man, where are you from?"

"Even if I told you, you wouldn't know. I'm not lying to you."

Accepting the cigarette that the other party handed over, Yang Bo put it directly on his ear and said:

"I have another question… Master, do you know about the Abyss?"

After hearing Yang Bo utter these two words, the master's expression suddenly changed, and then he raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Serves you right for being greedy!"

As he said that, he wanted to stand up, pick up the small stool, and run away, even abandoning the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram on the ground.

Yang Bo was startled by the other party's sudden actions, quickly grabbed the other party's clothes, and asked with some puzzlement, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The other party raised his head and took a deep look at him, sighing helplessly:

"Ai, forget it, forget it."

He put the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Are you from the Abyss?"

This time it was Yang Bo's turn to be surprised.

'Damn, could it be that I've met an immortal?'

However, the other party quickly explained, "Only beings from the Abyss call that world the Abyss, while we call it the Underworld…"

Underworld??!

Such a cool name?

If there really were the Ten Courts of Hell, and they were hostile, then it would be fun.

Seeing that he couldn't leave, the other party simply didn't leave. He sat back on the small stool, his eyes becoming sharp, staring at Yang Bo without saying a word, as if waiting for him to say something.

"Hehe, Master, I just wanted to ask if there is any way to return to the Abyss… uh, that is, the Underworld."

"Do you know about Abyss Rifts?"

He only felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be more than ten years older, hesitating and not knowing how to answer his question.

"Abyss Rifts?? Hmm… yes, but…"

The fortune-teller was stunned for a moment, and then realized what Yang Bo was talking about when he said Abyss Rift. He gestured with his hand and said, "Those rifts are usually only the size of a finger, and the duration is not long either."

"I see that you also have a physical body, you probably can't squeeze through."

Yang Bo nodded slightly. If it was really only the size of a finger, then it was really impossible for him to squeeze through. Even if it was the size of a plate, he could consider stuffing an [Ender Pearl] through.

"However, if you want to go back, you can wait for the Ghost Gate to open on the fourteenth day of the seventh month."

"Open the Ghost Gate?"

"Yes, saying it's the Ghost Gate is actually the Abyss Rift you're talking about, except the rift will be much larger. The largest rift I know of is the size of a tunnel."

"Many ghosts have run out of the Underworld."

Yang Bo: "…"

Is the Abyss connected to this world so gentle????

Not to mention the rift in De City that turned the entire city into ruins, even the sinkhole with a diameter of tens of meters in Li City would be a grandfather-level existence in this world?

Moreover, listening to what Wang Hongbin said at the beginning, there are seven or eight Abyss Rifts that are open for a long time in the country alone. Comparing the two worlds, one is like the first night of lovers, and the other is like a weak girl surrounded by seven or eight black men.

"When does the Ghost Gate open?"

"Yesterday."

"…"

Yang Bo really wanted to overturn his stall, but unfortunately, the other party didn't have a stall.

A year's time, isn't this a joke?

Only a ghost knows if that world will be ruined by seven or eight big men in a year. He doesn't care about the others, but he can't bear to part with his people.

'Forget it, it's better than having no hope at all.'

Although he didn't know how long it would take to run back to the original world from the 'Underworld' Abyss, at least there was still hope.

"Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment."

A stack of red bills was slapped on the stall.

"If it's convenient, can Master leave a contact method?"

Hearing this, the expression on the master's face became even more exciting, revealing a look of 'you're trying to take advantage of me'. Finally, helplessly, he tremblingly took out a smartphone that looked very new and said:

"Do you want to scan me? Or should I scan you?"

After spending some effort, Yang Bo also obtained the contact information of this master and learned his name.

Liu Sanshan, a local, is only 38 years old this year. He looks old because he was injured by ghosts. Although it won't affect his lifespan, his appearance can't be restored.