Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"you?"

She finally opened her eyes and saw the two of them looking at each other with vigilance, "Do you two know something? Otherwise, I will try to kidnap me."

"Who sent you here?"

"Don't worry, we just want to ask you a question." Song Yi smiled, her eyes became softer and softer, and the more she looked like this, the more terrifying she felt.

Even Bo Yesheng felt a little afraid of Song Yi like this.

The flower seller didn't think so. She could also see that Song Yi's identity was not simple, "You are also the one who wants to get the flowers from the other side."

"Isn't it true that what you sell is Bianhuahua?"

The florist paused, "Of course what I sell is a real flower, but I don't know whether the petals of this flower are pure or not."

Song Yi groaned and picked up the seeds to check.

"If I guess correctly, this kind of seed will also be a human head flower when planted."

"You're right, I didn't expect anyone to know this now."

A slight surprise flashed across the florist's face, "Since you know everything, why do you ask?"

"Of course my goal is to get those flowers from the other side of your body. Since you have already obtained the flowers from the other side, why do you want to sell them again?"

The flower seller suddenly sneered, "You guys didn't know that the sky was high and you wanted to search. Do you know that if you search, you will have to pay a price?"

"Don't you know? I have this face."

She suddenly tore off her face, and the skin fell off instantly, making her face extremely ugly.

"If it hadn't been for Higanbana, I would have been what people call a monster by now."

"And my mission is to sell these Bana flowers and send all those wishes to the underworld."

Just like the middleman between the human world and the underworld, this flower seller looks like a ghost but not like a ghost, and is human but not fully human.

"It turns out there are such black-hearted middlemen."

Song Yi couldn't help but sigh, but the flower seller didn't care at all, "I've finished what I have to say, can you let me go now?"

Song Yi smiled slightly and said to her, "Sorry, it can't be done now."

"why?"

She frowned slightly, as if she was accusing him of why he didn't mean what he said.

"If I let you go, how should I explain to others? You thought you were just having an educational relationship, but you don't know how many people you killed."

"Those people are so greedy, why do they blame me?"

Human beings are extremely greedy from beginning to end. As long as they can obtain certain wishes, they can achieve the results of the transaction. The flower of the other shore does have a certain medicinal effect, but this kind of medicinal effect can only be achieved by removing the real flower of the other shore.

Song Yi knew it very well.

Even if the Bianhua flower in his hand could suppress the evil spirit in his body, it still could not cure the root cause.

"Just stay here."

Song Yi said with a smile, then patted Bo Yesheng, and he followed her away.

"what do you want to do?"

"Contact the police station, I'm going to check on the victim."

Song Yi originally felt that there was no need to see the victims, but judging from the current situation, it seemed impossible not to. Bo Yesheng nodded and didn't ask any questions. He communicated with the police for a while and got the address and phone number.

"These lists are complete, but it is still difficult to really connect this matter."

Song Yi flipped through the list in her hand, which recorded various resumes of the victims, recent events, and sudden changes.

"One of the mental patients has done the most damage." Bo Yesheng pointed to the last column of the roster, and Song Yi caught his eye.

"Just go to this place first."

I don't know why, but I always have a hunch that this mentally ill person must know more than the other victims.

"Did the police specifically mention the condition of this mental patient before?"

Bo Yesheng thought about it carefully and finally nodded, "Yes, but they said this mental patient is very strange and different from other people."

As for what kind of difference it is, the result is unknown, and Song Yi doesn't particularly care, "Anyway, let's go and see the situation first."

"I think this person must know more."

His face looked very unusual.

Arriving at the hospital where the mental patient is located, "Hello, we would like to visit Lin Xing."

The nurse at the front desk acted lifelessly and just pointed to a room. "This patient is very emotionally unstable and will need to be sedated at any time. You should be careful when you go there."

This attitude is not like treating a patient, but like an animal.

"Has Lin Xing been seen by many people?"

Song Yi asked coldly, and the nurse didn't hide it from her, "Of course, Lin Xing used to be a singer, and then he came here because he had a mental illness, but his family had no money, so they just left him in the hospital. ."

"It's just those fans who came to help him pay."

It just so happened that the hospital could also make a lot of money. The words were not finished, but the two of them understood everything.

He is really a pitiful person.

There were all kinds of smells in the ward. The smell was really unpleasant. Song Yi almost couldn't stand it. Lin Xing huddled in the corner, her eyes like a deer.

What would it be like to go crazy looking at such a cute look? Song Yi suddenly couldn't imagine it.

"Lin Xing."

There seemed to be some reaction when his name was called. Song Yi didn't understand how to communicate with a mental patient at all, "How about you give it a try?"

Bo Yesheng shook his head, "Mental patients generally like to be alone in their own world and don't want anyone to disturb them, otherwise they will go berserk."

"But that's not an option now."

Song Yi's eyes narrowed, "We have to find a way to solve this problem, what do you think?"

"Lin Xing, what are you doing now?"

Lin Xing raised her head blankly: "I was planting flowers just now. Do you also like planting flowers?"

Song Yi listened thoughtfully to his answer, and Bo Yesheng also frowned slightly, "Did you think of anything?"

"What he said about growing flowers reminded me of what the florist said about growing flowers. Do you think this is a coincidence, or do they already know each other?"

They wanted to ask him if he knew the flower seller, but they didn't know the flower seller's name. Even if they knew the name, it wouldn't be the original name.

"Have you seen this flower?" Fortunately, the other shore flower did not wither.