It was late at night, and the inn had locked its door early.

Chu Changzui carefully followed the Huashan Sect elder to the door of the inn.

Four other people came with them, one of whom was Chu Changzui's junior fellow apprentice, and the other three were brought by Huashan Sect themselves.

In fact, based on the last experience, Chu Changzui was sure that even if they were so far away from the inn, the shopkeeper could easily spot them.

But Chu Changzui didn't say anything.

He knew that as the shopkeeper, he would definitely take action if he wanted to, but he didn't, which could only be disdain.

In this case, he might as well show some real skills.

Chu Changzui didn't know when he would die or why, but he had an interesting personality. As long as he wasn't dead, he liked to jump around on the edge of danger.

With Feng Wuhen's own strength, he must have known why they came this time. Since he didn't come to stop them, Chu Changzui could do whatever he wanted in this life-or-death situation.

The street was empty. People nearby usually went to bed as soon as it got dark. The only people who stayed up so late were those who were used to walking in the night.

Chu Changzui was wearing a black suit.

He looked for a spot for a while, and then lit five incense sticks at the corner of the street.

The junior brother standing next to him swallowed quietly.

The incense burned silently, and the flames flickered, reflecting the faces of the people around, looking inexplicably creepy.

At first, the flames of the five incense sticks were extremely unstable, as if someone was trying to blow them out, but there was not even a breath of wind.

After the flames lasted for about a minute, they suddenly burned up.

The people around them took a step back.

In the dark alley, a strange sense of killing suddenly arose.

Everyone's heart was heavy.

- This is called the Five Gods Heavenly Heart Formation.

I had only heard of it before, but this was the first time I saw it.

Even in Guigu Sect, this formation is not so common, because this formation not only requires the right time and place, but also requires the superb ability of the person who can make this hexagram. There are no more than ten people in the world who can make this hexagram.

It can be seen how much his senior brother values ​​this shopkeeper.

Fortune tellers often have to use hexagrams to predict good or bad luck, and the most common hexagram is "calculating with fingers", which is the so-called Xiao Liu Ren. Only a few numbers are needed to calculate good or bad luck.

However, when encountering more complicated things, more powerful hexagrams must be used, and the Five Gods Tianxin Formation is one of them.

This kind of hexagram can predict some very hidden things, and can only be used when it is impossible to determine more specific information about the person being predicted.

To set up the formation, you need to go to the specific location of the person being predicted, in an environment of yin time, yin moment, and yin day, and use the person's personal belongings, the person's vague information, and the predictor's own blood to perform divination.

People from other sects had never seen this kind of formation before. They all looked at Chu Changzui, who was operating it, as if they had seen some rare treasure. Everyone had a look of curiosity and nervousness.

They all knew that some things might only be seen once in a lifetime, and there would be no chance to see them a second time.

Chu Changzui slowly took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, and after spreading it out, there were some sawdust inside.

- This was the sawdust that was taken off the wooden hairpin before.

Few people knew that Chu Changzui had thought so deeply.

When he was laughing and joking with his junior brother using the wooden hairpin, his junior brother probably never thought that his senior brother actually had such a trick up his sleeve.

One thing needed in the formation is the personal belongings of the person whose possession is occupied.

The so-called personal belongings refer to those things that are placed close to the body, so the wooden hairpin last time was not only to calm the shopkeeper down, but also a trap set by Chu Changzui.

When he first guessed Feng Wuhen's identity, he had already thought of finding an opportunity to give the wooden hairpin to the shopkeeper, because at that time he had already realized that with Feng Wuhen's own sensitivity, his personal belongings must be very difficult to get.

So... this is the only way to secretly take advantage of it.

Leave a part of an item in advance, and then try to turn the original body of that item into Feng Wuhen's "personal belongings".

Considering how much Feng Wuhen cares about the wooden hairpin, Chu Changzui believes that this thing must be kept close to his body. The wooden hairpin will probably not leave his sight for even a second, and it is even very likely to be placed in Feng Wuhen's pocket... just like the black tag that he has never left.

And all of this just happens to fit the words "personal belongings".

Wood chips and wooden hairpins have the same origin, so it is natural to use it to replace wooden hairpins.

Chu Changzui slowly put the small bag of wood chips on a stick of incense and lit it, then watched it slowly burn.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but at the moment Chu Changzui burned the paper bag, a dark cloud came from the sky and blocked all the moonlight.

If it weren't for these five incense sticks, I'm afraid that at that moment, everyone around would be pitch dark.

"Brother Xian, this..." The elder standing behind Chu Changzui interrupted, but was immediately stopped by the junior brother.

"Don't disturb me." The junior brother's expression was extremely serious, "This formation is particularly prone to backlash. If there is a slight mistake, I will be in danger."

The elder hesitated for a moment, but finally retreated.

Chu Changzui slowly took out another piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written in detail the hexagram he had calculated last time.

The so-called five gods actually refer to the five ghosts.

When dealing with ghosts and gods, one must be respectful and not hide anything.

He also wrote down the extremely vague hexagram he had calculated last time.

A man and a woman, the woman's voice was haggard, and the woman's fate was predicted, and the woman was dead.

After the second piece of paper was burned, a chilly wind blew from the surrounding flat ground.

The martial artists all shivered involuntarily. This kind of cold was not physical, but a kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

It was now 11:17 pm.

Feng Qing was playing with her cell phone in the house.

She lived a completely opposite life to the ancient people. Recently, Feng Qing even felt that her biological clock had begun to move towards college.

When she was in college, she never went to bed before one o'clock.

Well, so she failed badly in college.

Cell phone? It was past midnight while she was playing. When she was holding the cell phone, it was as if time was stolen, especially when everything around was quiet. The quieter it was, the more fun it was to play with the cell phone.

She covered herself tightly with the quilt, and then turned down the temperature of the air conditioner. She lived the most luxurious life in the sultry summer. After all, she didn't pay for the electricity and water bills. In the summer, hiding in the air-conditioned room, blowing the air conditioner and covering herself with a quilt, with a watermelon in one hand and a Coke in the other, was really an indescribable joy.

At this time, ninety-nine percent of the people on this street have gone to bed, but Feng Qing was as energetic as in broad daylight.

Then, she suddenly felt a little cold.

It was not the coldness from the air conditioner, but the coldness emanating from her bones, which even made her shiver.

Hiss, what's wrong? Is it a fever? Feng Qing got up and touched her forehead, but it was not hot.

Feng Qing looked outside in surprise. It didn't seem like the temperature had dropped suddenly, but she always felt that the silence outside was a little scary.

There were insects chirping just now, but now there is not even a single insect chirping.

That's impossible. The temperature outside is just right for cicadas to chirp. Could it be that the cicadas under their guest inn have become mute today?

Feng Qing was so curious that she clicked on the camera to take a look.

This look almost made her leave.

It was late at night.

In front of the black and white camera, a group of people squatted on the street corner, gathered together and did something furtive, with an eerie look.

Then Feng Qing saw a man take out two pieces of yellow paper from his clothes.

Feng Qing's eyes twitched for a second.

She watched the man pass the two pieces of paper to a stick of incense and watched it slowly burn.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside. Chu Changzui calmly protected the five incense sticks with his hands. Except for him, everyone was frightened by the sudden strong wind and gathered together unconsciously.

"This, this is..." The elder of Huashan Sect swallowed his saliva.

He knew that Chu Changzui was a powerful figure, but today was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

Chu Changzui closed his eyes, as if listening to a sound that others could not hear.

His brows wrinkled slightly.

He saw some pictures.

...

A figure like a child passed in front of him.

The child looked smart and cute, but his eyebrows and eyes inexplicably gave people a strange sense of disharmony, because that kind of expression was clearly something that only adults could do.

Is this... the shopkeeper's divination?

Chu Changzui frowned.

How could he see a boy for no reason?

This hexagram was indeed deduced based on the blurred hexagram paper and the sawdust that he had burned before, but... the result of this hexagram was far beyond all of Chu Changzui's expectations.

Boy... Could it be that Feng Wuhen and Yun Shujun have a child? Chu Changzui always felt that this guess was unreliable.

But he had no other guesses and could only continue reading.

Then, Chu Changzui sometimes saw countless people kneeling on the ground, bowing respectfully to a person; sometimes he felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if he was asking for someone but couldn't get him.

He even saw three men standing side by side, looking in the same direction, among them was a monk, a bearded man, and a handsome-looking young man.

Although I don't know why they are looking there, and I don't know why the three of them are standing side by side, but the expressions of the three of them are very determined. Chu Changzui guessed that the one who looked very handsome among the three might be Feng Wuhen's former appearance, and the other two were his companions?

However...

the following pictures became more and more chaotic, and more and more confusing.

Chu Changzui suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Just when he wanted to calm down, the picture in front of him suddenly began to spin rapidly like a kaleidoscope, and then a blank flashed...

Oh no!

Chu Changzui's expression suddenly froze.

He covered his chest with a painful expression, and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a wow.

There seemed to be some black fragments in the blood, which made people shiver just by looking at it.

Five incense sticks were extinguished at the same time, and the surrounding strong winds returned to calm in an instant, but this time the calmness made people feel crazy and uneasy.

As expected, he is worthy of being the shopkeeper. Chu Changzui, with blood on the corner of his mouth, actually had a smile on his face.

Even with his careful arrangements, it would not work in the end.

"Master, senior brother!" The junior brother was completely frightened.

He took a step forward, as if he wanted to help Chu Changzui up, but was stopped by Chu Changzui.

"Go." Chu Changzui uttered the two words with difficulty.

He knew that the shopkeeper must have noticed it, so he used his power to make him backfire.

So, is his final fate to die at the hands of the shopkeeper?

The shopkeeper probably saw through this, so he hasn't seen him in recent days, right?

Although Chu Changzui was smiling, the look in his eyes was getting colder and colder.

...

Feng Qing upstairs... silently pulled out a slipper from under the bed.

She actually wanted to open the window and curse someone just now, but there happened to be a crossroads under her inn.

Is it a sense of public morality to come here to burn paper at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night?

Who are you trying to scare in the middle of the night?