Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"Of course. When I bought flowers for the first time in the field, I made a wish that I could work in the underworld. Guess what? I'm working in the underworld now."

Bo Yesheng saw that what she said was serious, and he was also a little confused, "Do you think you should believe it?"

Song Yi rolled her eyes, "Just believe what others say. Just leave as soon as you get the flowers."

Now that she has observed almost everything, there is only one last step left.

The woman in white put two flowers into their hands, "As long as you close your eyes, gently recall your wishes, and then drop your fingertips' blood on them, it will be fine."

"Just this small gesture can make one of your wishes come true."

Song Yi began to comply with her request, and Bo Yesheng was not to be outdone. Seeing the two of them scrambling for the first place, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, "Miss sir, you are really discerning."

The flower that was originally in the form of a bud instantly bloomed into brightly colored flowers when blood was dripped on it. "This means that your wish has been successful."

The woman in white stepped forward and promoted him in a familiar manner: "Why don't you buy one and take it home."

Song Yi bought one and said goodbye to her. The woman in white suddenly said a very strange thing: "Remember to take good care of it after you go back and don't wither."

withered.

This is a familiar keyword.

"You want me to check, what happened to those who got the Flower of the Other Side?"

"What wish did you just make?"

Song Yi interrupted him and asked him a question directly. Bo Yesheng thought for a moment and said, "It's the same wish you made, or I didn't make any wish at all."

"It seems that you must have guessed it, right? If the wish comes true, the flower will definitely wither when she goes back. But before leaving, she told her not to let the flower wither."

These two sentences seemed to be completely contradictory. He paused and said helplessly: "But we don't have any wishes now. Will the flowers really wither?"

"will not."

Looking at the shrinking flowers, "What does the wilting of the flowers on the other side mean? For example, those who take the flowers may suddenly lose their lifespan or lose anything in their lives. In short, this is a transaction."

Song Yi sneered, "So I can't remember the face of the flower seller after I go back. Even if I go to the police, I don't know why I went to the police suddenly. I can only piece together a few words that are out of tune."

The two of them went back to Bo's house, after all, Chun Yuan was still there.

"Are you back?"

Chun Yuan sat on the sofa and rubbed his eyes, "I haven't eaten. I'm going to heat up some food for you." Mother Bo, you yawned and came over to explain to them.

"This child was a little unhappy as soon as he got home. He had to wait for you to come back together before he would eat anything."

Song Yi snorted, "Actually, you don't have to wait for us."

"You did very well today."

Chunyuan's face turned slightly red, "Although I can still stay in this world, I still don't know how to repay you."

Song Yi smiled and said it didn't matter.

"If you can stay here, there will be people who will be happy for you."

"Does this smell good to you?"

Bo's mother also noticed what they brought back, "Ah, where did this come from? It's really beautiful."

At just one glance, Bo's mother seemed possessed.

Bo Yesheng frowned and said behind him, "What's going on?" Song Yi sighed softly, "Do you know that even if you get this Bianhuahua back, you can't do it. What's the reason for the fortress?"

"what?"

"Because flowers and leaves have to appear at the same time, and there are no leaves on it."

Bo Yesheng understood, "Chun Yuan, can you take Auntie upstairs to play?"

Chun Yuan nodded and pulled Bo's mother. Bo's mother, who was originally full of joy for Chun Yuan, suddenly lost her temper.

"Why are you dragging me so suddenly? My son bought a flower to honor me, but I can't even look at it?"

"mom?"

Bo Yesheng was stunned. His mother had never treated anyone in such a tone.

The greed in Bo's mother's eyes became even worse, "Baby, take out that flower and let me see it, okay?"

"Don't give it."

Song Yi paused. Sure enough, for ordinary people, this kind of floral fragrance is always fatal. The reason why Chun Yuan was not affected must be because of the gourd. After all, it has been nourished for hundreds of years. Although the body is a mortal, But the soul remains unchanged after all.

"Mom, you seem a little tired. Let's take a good rest first." Bo Yesheng took out a charm from somewhere and put it on her head.

Chun Yuan looked at them, "I can help you."

Song Yi said, "Xiao Chunyuan, I know you mean well, but I don't need your help now."

She opened her mouth and her tone became a little lower: "Are you dissing me for being useless?"

"no."

"Next, we will encounter various ghosts at home. I hope you will protect them at home."

Song Yi looked serious. If the flower seller knew that their flowers had not withered yet, he would definitely find trouble for them.

Before that, you must be well prepared.

Bo Yesheng thought the same way, "Bo Chengcheng can be of some use here, so I don't need to worry too much."

"Aunt Bo is fine, don't worry."

Knowing that he was worried, she reassured him: "This kind of fragrance can only erode people's brains. After a long time, the smell dissipates, and she will know nothing. She can just pretend that nothing happened."

He nodded to show that he understood.

Bo Yesheng took a deep breath, "Then I have to retreat for a few days?"

She was still asking in a questioning tone, feeling that her strength was still far inferior to Song Yi, but she just said: "You are already good enough at this stage. If you practice further, the evil energy in your body will not be able to stop the car. Every time you practice Once you get rid of it, the evil energy in your body will despise your whole body, which is also what cultivators call being possessed by a demon."

Bo Yesheng pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

"Instead of trying to improve your internal strength, it's better to improve your physical fitness."

Song Yi said calmly: "By the way, the information from the police station has been passed over."

Data shows that there are about a hundred people who have received Hibiscus flowers, and more or less of them have suffered serious accidents. Some may only have minor fractures, while others may have died on the spot.

"Maybe it has something to do with their own wishes. After all, nothing is pie-in-the-sky."

Song Yi continued to scroll down: "Look, that flower seller still has a purpose."