My name is Leopard.
You can call me Abao.
As for the name, I'm sorry, I don't have one, because my parents were killed by me when I was just born.
My elders called me a disaster star. At first I tried my best to refute it, but later I realized that fate is the most powerful thing.
Throughout my life, I have either brought bad luck to others or brought disaster to myself.
When I was 0 years old, my parents were killed by me.
When I was 1 year old, the orphanage that adopted me began to go bankrupt, and I went to a second orphanage.
When he was 2 years old, the director of the second orphanage died of a heart attack.
When I was 3 years old, the city encountered a financial crisis.
When he was 4 years old, he cracked down on gangsters and eliminated evil, and the dean was sacked.
When he was 5 years old, the dean won 5 million in the lottery and drew it.
When I was 6 years old, the orphanage did not close down because I was in elementary school.
At first, no one cared about me. It was just an accident, a heart attack, the closure of an orphanage... There were too many orphans who were transferred to another hospital with me, and I blended in among them, inconspicuous.
Even if I glanced at the Pentagon on September 11th and waved at the sun in 2012... no one would notice me.
It wasn't until this disaster was closely related to everyone and all the toilets I went to were clogged that everyone confirmed that I was really a disaster from heaven.
Of course, thanks to the fact that this is a country that overthrows all ghosts and monsters, and everything about disasters is feudal superstition, I was not hanged on the stake and burned to death, but started my magnificent and accomplished life.
In the following eighteen years, I became the Unlucky Ghost of the Welfare Orphanage, the Non-Chief of Lanxi Primary School, the Master of 100% Confession Failure, the First-Class Retreat Player, the National Protected Waste, the African Chief, and major game manufacturers. The beloved leek, the defeater of the guaranteed mechanism, and a series of other titles.
"At the age of 23, I gave up all my glory to talk nonsense to you here."
Ah Bao squatted half down and looked at the stall owner, his eyes were extremely innocent, like a baby's, and his tone was extremely sincere: "So boss, considering that I am so unlucky, can it be cheaper?!"
The stall owner waved his hand impatiently and said: "Eighty thousand, do you want love?"
"Ahem, five yuan is a bit cheaper." Ah Bao pointed to the jade plaque on the stall with the word "disaster" engraved on it, and said with a smile: "Everyone is seeking good fortune, wealth and longevity. No one wants disaster except me."
The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched: "80,000 yuan, cut into five pieces. This knife is a bit harsh. If you want it sincerely, take the 8,000 yuan."
According to the normal routine, Abao should bargain, then get up and leave, and then try to play hard to get. The boss sighed and tried his best to persuade him to stay, and then said "forget it, see if you are destined."
In the end, the score was wiped out and cut in half, and the boss earned 40 blood points.
However, the more Abao didn't follow the routine, he looked straight at the stall owner and said meaningfully: "Boss, your hall is dark."
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Why, you can tell fortunes."
"No, I mean, the longer I stay in your place, the more unlucky you will be."
Abao said very seriously: "It might have been bird poop at first."
Passing by an old man, his birdcage came loose and flew into the air. He happened to pass between the two of them, and he was intoxicated.
The stall owner's expression darkened and he cursed: "Boy, what kind of crow's mouth are you!"
"Then maybe a brick, maybe a kitchen knife..." Abao turned around and looked around, as if waiting for something, and then two flower pots were smashed down from upstairs, causing soil to splash everywhere.
"Oh, this time it's a flower pot." Abao looked calm, looking indifferent to life and death.
"Damn it! You are really a loser. I'll give you the jade token and get out of here!"
The street stall owner threw away the jade sign with the word "disaster" and looked around cautiously. He had already started to pack up his things and seemed to be packing up and leaving.
"Five dollars, a fair deal."
Abao chuckled, took out a banknote and put it on the ground, picked up the jade token and turned around to leave, feeling a little excited in his heart.
He had an inexplicable premonition that this jade tablet could contain all his bad luck and allow him to live a normal life.
As it turns out, his hunch was correct.
As soon as I took hold of it, it began to vibrate, as if it had met its destined master, the host that was most suitable for me.
In the dark, all the misfortunes, decline, suffering, destruction, and finally... gathered together, integrated into one, and were contracted by one person.
Rumbling, suddenly, a thunderbolt fell, killing the god who was abandoned by heaven and hated by others.
This is the last person to die unexpectedly in this city.
There are no more accidental deaths in this land. All businesses are smooth, families are harmonious, everyone is safe, and society is peaceful. It is rated as the most livable place in the world.
In the next five hundred years, all living beings will find peace and happiness.
