The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 63 Conjuring

Lu Qian turned his head and saw that the curtain of the tofu shop was raised, and a person came out from inside.

This is a guard of Shi Wenhui.

In his hand, he held a tofu.

Then came another guard.

People who had just entered the tofu workshop filed out.

Everyone held a tofu in their hands.

It seems that they went in to buy tofu.

The four guards who had been outside the door looked at their companions in astonishment.

Today, there seemed to be a lot of things that surprised them, so much so that they seemed to be a little confused for a while.

It wasn't until finally, when Shi Wenhui and the tall and strong man came out, that they realized it.

Their gazes glanced at Shi Wenhui and the leader of the strong guard, then they all walked towards their own leader and reported to him in a low voice.

They didn't dare to hold their fingers, and while talking, they glanced at the wonton vendor.

The guard leader, who always had a cold face, listened carefully to his subordinate's report with a smile on his face, and then nodded with a smile on his face.

Other than that, don't say a word.

"Boss?"

The leader ignored them and walked straight forward with tofu in his hand.

The four guards couldn't help being taken aback.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, and had no choice but to walk towards their master, Shi Wenhui.

After the report, Shi Wenhui also had the same expression.

Smile, nod, don't say a word.

A guard said anxiously: "My lord, we really didn't lie, what we said is true, you..."

Shi Wenhui still ignored them, but went straight to the street and got on his horse.

A group of people walked back to their horses one after another, rode on, and headed east.

In the end, there were only four guards left. They looked at each other, then hurriedly got on their horses and chased after them.

Wang Zirong was still the last to come out.

On her forehead, there were some fine beads of sweat, as if she was a little tired after all this work.

She went out, ran a hand through her hair, and watched her guests ride away.

Then, her eyes fell on the ground.

On the ground, some green liquid was scattered here and there.

All the way to Lu Qian's feet, there was a lot of contamination.

Wang Zirong raised her head, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards Lu Qian with a smile on her face.

She walked up to Lu Qian, smiled and said, "Just now, I seemed to hear some movement outside."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but cast a glance at Xiao Guan.

Xiao Guan, who sells wontons, still lowered his head, as if he was looking at the ants on the ground, and didn't notice her eyes at all.

Lu Qian didn't shy away from it, turned his head to look at Xiaoguan, then looked back at Wang Zirong, and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

Seeing this, Wang Zirong suppressed the smile on her face, and took another step closer to Lu Qian, almost touching him.

Then, she put her mouth close to Lu Qian's ear, covered it with her hand, and said in a low voice, "You don't know, that Xiao Guan, he used to be a juggler."

"Oh?"

Lu Qian took a step back as if inadvertently, distanced himself from Wang Zirong.

Wang Zirong nodded earnestly, and said, "When I first saw it, I was also very surprised. The acting was as real as it was."

"Ha ha……"

Lu Qian gave a dry laugh and said, "It's pretty good."

Wang Zirong's eyes lit up, and said, "You also like juggling?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "It's okay."

Wang Zirong leaned closer to him again, and whispered: "How about...you come to my house at night?"

Lu Qian was a little surprised: "Go to your house?"

Wang Zirong said: "I have a cat at home, it can also do tricks."

Lu Qian laughed and said, "Really?"

Wang Zirong nodded seriously, and said, "It's true. If you don't believe me, go and see it yourself at night?"

Lu Qian thought for a while and said, "Let's do it another day, I have something to do today."

After speaking, Lu Qian began to clean up the stall.

Wang Zirong looked at him in surprise, and said, "Why, did you close the stall so early today?"

Lu Qian pouted at her and said, "There is no paper, even if someone buys it, I can't cut it."

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian's empty cage, said "oh", and didn't speak any more.

Lu Qian packed up his things, picked up the cage, and was about to leave.

At this time, Wang Zirong suddenly stopped him again.

"Ok?"

Lu Qian looked back.

On Wang Zirong's face, that iconic smile disappeared, and instead showed a look of apprehension.

She looked at Lu Qian, hesitant to speak.

It seemed that she also felt that Lu Qian might not come to the market again in the future.

Wang Zirong walked to Lu Qian's side, finally raised her head, looked at him seriously, and said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Say it."

Wang Zirong pondered for a moment, seeming to organize her words.

Then, she looked at Lu Qian and asked, "What if... I mean what if."

"Ah."

"If one day, we all die. What are you going to do?"

Lu Qian smiled and said: "This, it seems that there is no need to assume."

Wang Zirong asked: "Then what if?"

Lu Qian listened, and his consciousness, the mysterious scroll that entered his mind, unfolded:

【Land diving】

【Life: 18/23+】

[Potential Points: 5]

Lu Qian said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense. When that day really comes, what else can we do?"

Facing Lu Qian's rhetorical question, Wang Zirong fell silent.

Lu Qian felt a little strange.

Why does it seem that someone mentioned the word "death" to him again.

It seems that this word appears frequently in his mind recently.

But, who else mentioned it?
Lu Qian frowned, and asked involuntarily, "Do you... have anything you want to tell me?"

Wang Zirong smiled and said, "It's nothing, just chatting casually."

Her words were obviously insincere.

Lu Qian hesitated for a moment, and did not continue to ask.

In his eyes, Wang Zirong was a little scary at the moment.

The guard leader of Shi Wenhui was obviously very strong.

However, in front of Wang Zirong, she didn't even utter a scream.

Although, those who entered the tofu workshop, on the surface, there was no change.

But Lu Qian knew in his heart that when they came out, their bodies had already been hollowed out.

Unintentionally, Wang Zirong did him a favor.

Unfortunately, I don't know if she doesn't care or is short-sighted.

Surprisingly left alive!
And this ass, Lu Qian had to wipe it for her.

Sheriff of Huliu City, that's no joke.

In the main city of a county, there are masters of the Qi Sea Realm of the seventh rank.

As for Shi Wenhui's father as the sheriff, Lu Qian didn't believe it, he couldn't mobilize such a master.

Even if it's only at the eighth-level pulse-connecting state, it's not something that Lu Qian can afford to provoke today.

Once the news that Shi Wen will die here is leaked, I'm afraid there will be a large number of masters coming to kill him immediately.

Although Shi Wenhui's people were killed by Wang Zirong, but can Lu Qian escape the responsibility?

That's impossible.

The only thing he can do now is to cut the grass and roots.

In this way, for a while, the Shi family may not notice them here.

Lu Qian felt a little headache, and his troubles seemed to be increasing.

Understand the same is the same.

Lu Qian bought enough paper at Wangjiaying, and then left the village.

In the field, seeing no one around, Lu Qian directly took out a white forehead with eye-catching eyes, and turned into a fierce tiger.

Then he rode away on a tiger.

Lu Qian walked in the opposite direction along the way he came to Wangjiaying.

He probably also knew where the destination of Shi Wenhui and his party would be.

Sure enough, not far away, he found dense horseshoe prints on the ground.

The speed of the tiger is faster than that of a galloping horse.

In the evening, Lu Qian saw from a distance that there was a group of knights walking forward in a leisurely manner.

These people, if not Shi Wenhui and their party, who else could it be?

Lu Qian hung far behind, just following.

Eventually, he came to a crossroads.

That night, after Lu Qian and Zuo Qiuling escaped from Zhujiazhuang, they came here.

Not far east from here, there is a cabin.

Shi Wenhui and his group really ran towards that cabin.

Wang Zirong's move, I don't know what kind of sorcery it is, it's really wonderful.

Shi Wenhui and his group stopped in front of the cabin and got off their horses.

Then, a group of people pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked in.

In a blink of an eye, there were only ten horses and four people left outside the door.

The four guards who had never been in Wang Zirong's tofu shop stood blankly at the door with a look of astonishment on their faces.

They have tried many times to communicate with the person who walked into the house, but to no avail.

The four stood outside the door for a while, and one of them suddenly said:
"You say, my son and the others, have their souls been detained?"

(End of this chapter)