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    Feng Wuhen’s words that sounded like a self-talk were a little out of nowhere.

    But everyone present guessed his mind at the same moment.

    He wanted to dye the white wedding dress on his body with blood, so he came here wearing such a white wedding dress?

    Chu Changzui groaned in his heart.

    He always knew that the shopkeeper was dangerous, but this was the first time he faced the danger of the shopkeeper.

    Perhaps it was because the shopkeeper almost never showed this side in front of them. At this time, Chu Changzui realized that the "terrible" shopkeeper was actually much kinder.

    If they hadn't heard the shopkeeper at this moment with their own ears, even the people closest to the shopkeeper would not be able to guess what she was thinking.

    After all…

    Even the most bloodthirsty cannot think of such a method.

    Dyeing a wedding gown red with blood sounds absurd and eccentric.

    The strange thing is that if someone else said this idea of ​​wanting to dye red clothes with blood, Chu Changzui would definitely find that person very disgusting.

    After all, he hates this kind of random killing of innocent people.

    On the contrary, Chu Changzui even felt that the shopkeeper was inexplicably unable to take his eyes off.

    At this time, Bai Yaner next to her seemed to be waking up from a dream.

    She was a little flustered, looking at the two people beside her, "What should I do?

    She is the calmest and most scheming person on weekdays, but now she seems to have lost her soul.

    "Calm down." Feng Xiruo said, "The shopkeeper... is now in a semi-reclusive state, won't he be so cruel?"

    Although he can't make up his mind at this moment.

    Because the shopkeeper's expression when he said this is a little too scary.

    "Not necessarily." Chu Changzui knew that his shopkeeper had the problem of going crazy, and now it seemed that he was about to lose control.

    In fact, the life and death of these people, Chu Changzui does not matter now.

    But he is more worried about the situation of the shopkeeper.

    If you are obsessed here, it will be troublesome, because obsessive people often don't know what they are doing.

    And once they fall into the killing, it is very likely that they will forget everything, and in the end they will completely indulge and forget who they are.

     Chu Changzui had never felt so dangerous before, no matter how angry the shopkeeper looked. But this time, it's different.

    What happened in the past few days after the disappearance of the shopkeeper?

    Chu Changzui had deep doubts in his heart.

    He thought, is it a hexagram?

    Since the fortune-telling backlash, Chu Changzui was very afraid to count the fortune-telling related to the shopkeeper, but he also learned the secrets that the shopkeeper gave him for so long. Gua level should also improve.

    Chu Changzui struggled for a while, and finally thought that it was the shopkeeper, and he gritted his teeth.

    …

    The first thing he saw was a crowd of people.

    Huh?

    Who are these guys?

    Chu Changzui didn't know who this group of people was, but these people were dressed in strange clothes just by looking at them, especially many of them even shaved their heads.

    Where did the shopkeeper go?

    And this should be a prisoner's dress, right? Chu Changzui was a little hesitant in his heart, but he wasn't sure yet.

    The main reason is that although these people have shaved their heads and dress a bit weird, they still look neat, which makes Chu Changzui feel a little puzzled.

    Chu Changzui hesitated for a long time, and then "walked" following this picture.

    He seemed to see some fantastic sights, all kinds of colorful lights flickering in the dark night, he didn't know what it was, but such a scene made him faint There was a sense of fear.

    This completely strange thing appeared in front of Chu Changzui, like a mysterious and unknown existence.

    Even though Chu Changzui never felt how timid he was, he was still a little dazed right now, it felt like he had suddenly stepped into some unknown territory.

    Especially the light all over the mountains.

    Where can so many fireworks be lit at once?

    Is there a celebration somewhere that needs so many fireworks?

    No, wait, no.

    Chu Changzui suddenly frowned.

    He is very familiar with all festivals. After all, this is his own job. The first thing that fortune-tellers remember is always these things related to customs.

    But at the moment, no matter how much Chu Changzui recalls, he can't think of any festivals that need to light fireworks recently.

    This is not a celebratory firework.

    This is…

    Chu Changzui suddenly gasped.

    He suddenly understood.

    This is the scene when the Jianghu people are fighting each other.

    Those so-called "fireworks" are the torches that people lit at night in order to see each other more clearly, and also the signal flares set off to remind their companions of the battle situation.

    Chu Changzui had only heard of it before, but this was the first time I had seen it.

    How come there are so many?

    Chu Changzui observed everything he saw with fear and novelty.

    He didn't have the kind of confident feeling that he often had when he started hexagrams before, but now there is a faint fear in his heart, what is the shopkeeper doing these days?

    Chu Changzui, who originally thought that the shopkeeper was just going out to deal with some trivial matters, is now suddenly uncertain. He is like a small animal who has stepped into the street where people come and go, shivering looking at it all.

    Obviously, the shopkeeper went out suddenly this time to deal with some terrible things.

    Chu Changzui suddenly thought, this may be the reason why the shopkeeper is a little obsessed?

    You know, sometimes too fierce fighting will cause the inner demon that has been suppressed for a long time.

    The shopkeeper's habit is to keep things in his heart without saying a word, so even the guests' guys don't know what she just suffered, if she's willing to say it, then... maybe, they Can communicate more smoothly.

    Chu Changzui immediately became anxious.

    He can't wait to tell Feng Xiruo and shopkeeper Bai Yaner what they have experienced recently, but this situation is not allowed, because the fortune-telling cannot be interrupted.

    It took a long time to see such a muddled scene, and I don't know when, Chu Changzui finally saw some familiar sights.

    …But for some reason, he always felt that the perspective was slightly off.

    But other things were pretty good, which made Chu Changzui ignore the doubt that rose in his heart.

    What appeared in front of him was a beautiful looking room, many beautiful maids, and a room full of various antique calligraphy and paintings.

    When Chu Changzui saw that everyone around him was wearing the same clothes as himself, he was relieved.

    In any case, it seems that the shopkeeper should have come back from that terrible fight now. Before coming here, the shopkeeper should have some buffers, maybe things are not as good as he imagined serious…

    But at this moment, Chu Changzui saw a woman walking slowly.

    She was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, and her expression was slightly nervous.

    Chu Changzui heard a sentence from the woman's mouth.

    "Feeling sick? Would you like to take a break?"

    In an instant, everything disappeared in front of him again, and Chu Changzui looked at all the pictures just now disappeared.

    …

    Feng Qing lost the last valuable thing on her body at this moment, as if she lost her backbone.

    The string of cinnabar in her hand was embarrassed to take out, so she could only stand there awkwardly, staring at the person opposite.

    This is really a social death thing.

    How to say, it can make people die than the embarrassing TV series I watched a few days ago.

      The rustic face that can't get up, just looks at it and plays.

    However, Feng Qing, who can watch this TV series, is quite free to talk about it.

    Actually, when I heard what Feng Wuhen said, the momentum of the people on the opposite side had already dropped a bit.

    After all, everyone knows what a terrifying person Feng Wuhen is, and right now, his actions are indeed something only a lunatic would do.

    Everyone is afraid of lunatics.

    But one of the elders did not want to be afraid.

    He looked at Feng Wuhen with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

    "Fake it."

    "Do you think we are here to come and leave whenever we want?" The elder stepped forward and said in a stern tone.

     A few hearts thumped in their hearts and wanted to hold him, but unfortunately it was too late.

    "Die!"

    Feng Qing was still holding the bracelet in her hand. When she heard "come if you want, leave if you want", she already realized that the tone was wrong.

    It seems that she must be left as Mrs. Yazhai today.

    Feng Qing subconsciously threw the bracelet out of her hand and closed her eyes in fright.

    She is a timid person, for fear that the opposite person will cause her some terrible harm.

    …

    It's a coincidence.

    Because, the elder on the opposite side is a palmist.

    Therefore, when he saw something flying over from the opposite side, there was even a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

    "The little trick, but I thought it was so powerful."

    After thinking about it, the elder casually stretched out his hand, and a beautiful little swallow spread its wings and took the thing in his hand.

    After he took it, he looked at the thing in his hand.

    A string of beads.

    The elder looked at the string of beads in his hand and smiled.

    This is the windless bead, it must be a good thing, but now it belongs to him.

    …

    Actually, there is something even more coincidental today.

    That is the internal strength of this elder.

    It just so happened that today, facing Feng Wuhen, he used a little more internal strength, wishing his hands were as hot as a soldering iron.

    The string of beads made of artificial cinnabar has undergone some wonderful changes at this moment under the high temperature.