Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 489 The Yang Mansion on the Yin Mansion (1)

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"The driver ran away, we can't drive, what should we do?"

Yang Zimei smiled bitterly and said to Xuehu, "Do you want us to walk back?"

Xuehu jumped out of her embrace and transformed into a human form, "Then walk back slowly."

"There are still more than 100 kilometers."

Yang Zimei said with a little sweat, "At our speed, we may have to go until dawn."

"It's dawn, it's dawn, I just want to go with you!"

Xuehu said in a stubborn tone that had never been seen before.

Yang Zimei looked at him, thinking that he was leaving tomorrow, so it would be good to spend more time together like this.

The two walked side by side...

One has a fluttering white dress, the other has a white dress in ancient costume, and both of them have long hair hanging down to their waists. They walk lightly, like the wind blowing under their feet, walking gracefully and swiftly on the road.

Occasionally, a vehicle passed by them, and they all thought they had encountered a ghost, and they were so frightened that they drove wildly.

Yang Zimei couldn't help laughing every time he saw a car running away in fright, thinking that it was really fun to play tricks and scare people like this.

"Girl, let me sing for you!"

Seeing her finally smiling face, Xuehu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay!"

Yang Zimei readily agreed.

Xuehu's voice is so beautiful, as if it came from the sound of nature, so it must be pleasant to sing.

Xuehu cleared his throat and began to sing.

The more Yang Zimei listened, the more he felt the pronunciation of his lyrics was a little familiar, and couldn't help but ask, "What language do you sing in?"

"I don't know what language it is, I just know that this is a very old song handed down from our fox clan." Xuehu said.

"I seem to hear singing in this language somewhere." Yang Zimei tried her best to think.

"Unless your man has sung it, otherwise, it is impossible for anyone else to sing it." Xuehu said.

"Yes, yes, he once sang a similar lullaby."

Yang Zimei roughly hummed the tune of the lullaby.

"I can sing too."

Xuehu sang softly.

His voice is different from Long Zhutian's low-pitched magnetism, with an ethereal soft tone, humming, unique flavor, truly hypnotic.

Xiaoqian was immediately hypnotized and fell asleep.

Yang Zimei also started yawning and wanted to stay in bed.

Xuehu stopped singing, looked at her and asked, "Is it this?"

Yang Zimei nodded, "Almost the same."

"Then your man has at least half of our blood, otherwise, I wouldn't be so familiar with his aura." Xuehu said.

"Half human, half demon?"

Yang Zimei asked suspiciously.

"It's possible, but I can't find any trace of him being a monster. Anyway, he gives me a strange feeling." Xuehu said.

Yang Zimei told about what happened to Long Zhutian with the mahogany card, and took out the mahogany card to Xuehu, "Can you see what's different about it?"

Xuehu did not accept the mahogany card, shook his head and said: "I don't know, many things may be a kind of fate."

Yang Zimei's fingers touched the lines on the mahogany card, yes, it might be fate, otherwise, it wouldn't be lost in Africa, and eventually returned to her hand all the way.

The two of them were walking, and saw a house on the side of the road, with lights on, making some noise.

Yang Zimei raised his eyes and saw that the sky above the house was full of evil spirits.

If you look closely, you will find that the orientation of the gate of this house is also very strange.

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(End of this chapter)