Chapter 32 Ruomu?
The man in black robe had not expected that someone would be able to break his magic. Now he suffered a backlash, which made him even more injured. He could only find a place to refine the Fang family heirloom as soon as possible.
Seeing the unreasonable person, the coldness in his brows became more and more intense, and the corners of his red lips rose: "If that's the case, then don't blame me."
After he finished speaking, he was surrounded by black mist, which enveloped the entire Fang family. Only the screams of terror could be heard from the people in the black mist.
This shouting lasted only a quarter of an hour.
The man in black robe looked at the Fang couple lying on the ground. Their eyes were wide open, and their bodies looked as if they had been drained of energy. They died with their eyes open.
He stretched out his hand, which was as dry as a dead branch, hidden under his robe, covered his head with the hood, leaving only the perfect lines of his jaw exposed, stepped over the corpse on the ground and walked towards the gate of the mansion.
Everyone in the Fang family is now dead, and their cause of death is exactly the same as that of the three people in the Fang family.
The man in black robe left from the Fang family's main gate. This is a separate courtyard and there are usually not many people here.
His departure did not alarm anyone, and he didn't even close the door. He just walked away in a swagger.
Now he didn't know why he was here and was seriously injured. He could only find a way to heal his body first.
Jiang Suisui and Cuihe went to Luo's house. The trip back and forth wasted a lot of time, so they found a roadside stall to sit down.
I asked the boss to bring me two bowls of noodles and started eating them with relish.
Halfway through her noodles, she suddenly felt a familiar yet disgusting smell.
She looked up in the direction of the breath, only to see a dark figure disappear around the corner.
Cui He saw her staring at a certain spot, turned her head and looked at that place, but didn't see anything strange. "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong?"
Jiang Suisui retracted his gaze and turned to look at her: "It's okay, I just felt like I saw someone I know."
Cuihe didn't ask any further questions, but just thought she was seeing things.
Jiang Suisui looked down at the noodles in the bowl, and thought of the person with the familiar smell. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: It's such a waste of his handsome face.
But now that I think about it, there were really few people in my previous life who could compare to Ruomu's face.
The more I think about it, the more regretful I feel. When I was fighting with him, I almost got caught by him because of his face. But I traveled through time and space, and this guy should be alive and well.
What a sin! Not destroying him left a hidden danger for the world.
Past lives cannot be recalled, and until now she has not figured out the cause and effect of her coming here.
But since we are here, we have to live our lives.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Sui looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he prepared to go back to the stall and sit for a while, as he still had one draw to make today.
The master and servant returned to the stall, but they didn't expect that there were still customers waiting there.
An old man looked at the two people approaching and was startled: "Where is Taoist Zhang?"
"He can't come today because he has something to do. Are you looking for him to tell your fortune?" Jiang Suisui looked at the old man.
The old man looked at the two people's clothes and the signs in their hands and asked: "Can you tell fortunes?"
"Yes. But I charge one or two taels of silver for fortune-telling, and you are not allowed to refuse payment." Jiang Suisui sat behind the stall and looked at the old man with a smile.
The old man had a very good face, with a prominent temple bone, turtle eyes, swaying eyebrows, wide earlobes, and a square mouth of moderate size. Such a person has good interpersonal relationships, good fortune, and is also a kind and upright person.
Zhu Fu is a businessman and has been friends with Taoist Zhang for some years. Whenever he is unsure about something, he will come to him for help.
Although this old Taoist priest is not always right, he just wants a safe life.
Now, seeing the young man in front of him, whose tone was even more deceitful than Zhang Laodao, he became interested: "Young man, you are quite arrogant."
Jiang Suisui smiled faintly: "Then would you like to have your fortune told, old sir?"
Zhu Fu saw that he couldn't wait for Zhang Laodao today, so he asked Jiang Sui to count the money as a way to pass the time: "Okay!" He took out one or two taels of silver and put them on the table.
He also wanted to test whether Jiang Suisui was really capable or just talking nonsense.
Jiang Suisui looked at the silver on the table without reaching for it: "What do you want to calculate, old man?"
Her action made Zhu Fu feel a little approval. If it were the usual Zhang Laodao, he would have put the silver in his arms long ago.
Zhu Fu didn't waste any words and just told out his birth date and eight characters. Then he stopped talking and just looked at Jiang Sui quietly.
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