Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"Master Ruxi, we meet again."

Song Yi snorted coldly, "We did meet again."

After saying that, he slapped her directly. The Higanbana star on his head was filled with anger. He opened his mouth and wanted to swallow the clothes, but she blocked her, "Just this kind of thing, this kind of monster, You guys still dare to keep me around, you are really brave."

"No, it gave me life again, and I'm still with Jiang Chuan."

Hearing such affectionate words, but Song Yi had no time to care about their love and hatred, and asked directly: "If you say so, then I will hear later why you lied?"

Zhu Qingqing started to hesitate again and couldn't tell a reason, but he firmly opposed her lying, "What I said from the beginning was true, didn't you all believe it? I'm hiding this thing from you. ?Besides, I’m still a patient, so you can’t let me go.”

This paragraph was so reasonable that Song Yi didn't want to expose her at all, and just said: "Then what do you want?"

"I have pretended to have such a miserable persona from the beginning."

Zhu Qingqing said: "The two of us share one body. We have already become unbearable when we get engaged. We have to start looking for a new carrier. No matter what, we have to find this carrier."

"Who do you think is the most suitable?"

She vaguely felt that they already had a candidate, and the result was just as she thought.

"This candidate cannot be me, unless it is Yao Xian or Bo Yesheng."

"You guessed it right."

"Master is worthy of being a master. You can guess right no matter what you guess." Zhu Qingqing sighed from the bottom of his heart, but Song Yi's question deepened, "Why? Is this Yao Immortal not your idol?"

"Any idol is just a means for me to act."

Zhu Qingqing is in a good mental state now, and doesn't look like she was crying incessantly before. I think this girl's acting skills are really good.

"Okay, do you want me to choose one of the two?"

"Yes."

Zhu Qingqing smiled, "If you really want to choose one, who are you going to choose? Time is running out."

At this time, Song Yi suddenly realized that what they were doing was so unexpected that he couldn't react at all.

"Humph."

Song Yi just glanced at them indifferently, and then turned around. She still trusted Bo Yesheng's ability. The most important thing now was to go back and see how Yaoxian was doing. Fortunately, she left the address when she sent something. Otherwise it would be hard to find.

She followed the address directly to her home. Just as he expected, no one opened the door after ringing the doorbell for a long time. Song Yi wanted to come directly to her, but your aunt happened to be back from a walk.

"Oh, you are a friend of Xianxian, right? We have been looking for him these days but can't find anyone. He must have gone back for something."

When the aunt said this, she nodded politely to show that she understood, but the next second she broke through the door and immediately stunned the aunt next to her.

"Hey, how come you kid breaks into a private house?"

But the next second, she saw the scene in the room, and she was so scared that she collapsed on the ground, "Here comes someone, someone killed someone!" Song Yi calmly stepped forward to check and she was still breathing, which meant that there was still hope. , I called an ambulance and was waiting nearby. Other neighbors also came over to watch the fun, and just then the aunt started chattering.

"I originally thought about giving her some food, but no one opened the door when I knocked on the door. I thought it was strange. I haven't seen Xianxian in the past few days. So this is what happened."

"Little girl, if you see this blood, you probably won't be able to survive."

Everyone else was feeling sorry, and Song Yi suddenly said, "It's too late, I still have some energy."

The eyes of the others suddenly lit up, and they quickly changed their words and said, "Is this so? That's really great."

If there was any murder in the community, this house would not be safe to live in, so they were worried at first for this reason, and the ambulance rushed over quickly.

After an on-site inspection, it was concluded that he committed suicide. Song Yi, I think the matter is not that simple, but if it is suicide, he can look for unlucky things in this room. Her eyes were cold and full of coercion.

"Aren't you a friend of Xianxian? Why don't you go to the hospital with us?"

Song Yi said calmly: "There are no supplies, so I will come back to pick up something."

Seeing Song Yi's steady demeanor, no one else dared to step forward to provoke her, except for a few who accused her from the moral high ground.

"Even if you don't know me well, if you don't help others when they have such an accident, is your heart made of stone?"

Song Yi asked him: "I called an ambulance, what did you do?"

The man couldn't say anything for a while, and he wasn't angry, "I, I didn't do anything, but I'm not familiar with her, so I can't possibly fulfill this obligation."

See, some people can only talk the talk but not walk the walk.

Song Yi shrugged and closed the door without listening to his words. It suddenly became quiet and she finally had time to look around the room.

This must have something to do with Zhu Qingqing and Jiang Chuan. She had just seen it, and Yaoxian's blood was still the freshest. That is to say, she had fallen down a second before he arrived. How did they do it?
Song Yi frowned, all this was like an unsolvable proposition, and the answer could never be found.

But fortunately, Song Yi didn't need to look for it. She took out the bits and pieces from Yaoxian's fortune-telling and suddenly saw a slightly older hair instrument. She held it in her palm. Immortals can't be used, and this is also the murderer who indirectly killed her.

She can already roughly restore it to a certain level.

Feeling depressed, I decided to sleep here for three days and three nights.

On Bo Yesheng's side, he was still playing hide and seek with the old lady. His idea was wrong. The old lady couldn't find her and acted like she was crazy. Whenever she saw someone, she would ask if she had seen him.

If this continues, he will definitely be found. Can paper cranes work at this time? But he was afraid of wasting an opportunity, so he struggled for a while and finally let it go.

Forget it, before you encounter real danger, this kind of thing, which is equivalent to a life-saving charm, can only be used in extremely urgent situations.

He hid under the offering table, which was always the safest place in a dangerous place. For several days in a row, the old lady offered incense and prayed. He gradually learned about this world view, which accelerated his desire to leave as soon as possible.

"My son, my son."