The fortune teller said that my killer, Dreadwind Lone Star, was born on1September 8, 992. I'm really at a loss and want to ask for help.

With your help, your eight characters are too weak, and the five elements belong to fire. You don't exist, Dreadwind Lone Star. It is possible to say that you have committed a rotten peach blossom and are emotionally confused, because you are suitable for late marriage, early marriage and puppy love. Saying that you are a lone star in Dreadwind are two terms in numerology, but in some TV movies, you will say so now. Besides, you don't commit Dreadwind, and you don't commit loneliness. The opposite sex is not bad, but I like you but I don't like it. You always almost always play tricks on trifles. This is a kind of inner loneliness. I don't know why you said you were a lone star in Dreadwind. You still think it's true.