The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1848 Bald, are you here?

Luo Qingxie's clenched fists slowly loosened, and she pulled the corners of her lips: "It seems to have failed..."

It didn't develop in the direction she thought, and she was still a little disappointed.

Luo Qingxie raised her head and looked at the tinge of red in the half of the sky.

"Forget it, we have to go back before dark."

Her figure slowly disappeared.

"The rooster is about to crow, why hasn't that young man come back?"

The old lady in the clothes shop was a little worried, she walked out and came to the street.

The young man was still sitting outside, watching the old man next to him sweeping the ground, he looked up at the old woman who came out, and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, what can happen in broad daylight, even the alchemist has returned safe and sound, don't be blind I'm worried."

"The little brother should be fine..." The alchemist in the pharmacy looked up at the sky and continued to busy with his own affairs: "After a cup of tea, the rooster is about to crow. Got to go."

The old man was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "I hope that little benefactor can come back soon."

"Old Kong, it's been so long, why haven't you forgotten this name?" The head on the roof grinned and said, "Look, your hair has grown to your waist."

The old man lowered his head and swept the dust on the street: "Being a Buddha for a day is a Buddha for the rest of your life. This habit cannot be changed."

"What's so good about the Buddha, let go of the mundane world, but he is still a mundane person, pretending that the six sense organs are clean, and the four elements are all empty."

From another place, came a voice.

The voice was contemptuous and seemed hostile.

The old man frowned slightly, but did not respond to him, but the young man said with a smile: "Old Zhou, are you willing to come out? How many jars of your wine have you made? You have been locked in the wine cellar all day. Don't let me sober you up."

"Prison spirit, do you dare to drink it?"

The owner of that voice had a strange meaning, they were all from the town, and they were used to it after getting along for a long time, but if it was someone else listening to it, they might feel uncomfortable and creepy.

On the eaves, the head muttered to itself: "Why don't you dare, the worst is to die again, I have never been afraid..."

The young man coughed unnaturally: "You should keep that wine for yourself. If it is another wine, I might think about it. It will be a pleasure to come with you all night."

No matter who it was in the town, even if that person sent an invitation, they would not dare to go up and drink that prison liquor easily, even if it was just a cup.

A glass or two is fine, but compared to that lunatic, they are like mud being played with by others and cannot be provoked.

"Vald donkey, are you coming?"

The man named Lao Zhou issued an invitation, his voice seemed contagious, and he wanted to break through the old man's heart.

It's a pity that the old man doesn't seem to like this, and he is focused on sweeping the floor, regardless of other trivial matters.

On the eaves, the head shook his head complicatedly: "Tsk, he is the only one who dares to call Lao Kong that."

And if the head goes down further, you will find that there is nothing.

If at night, one head bounces back and forth on the eaves, no matter who it is, it will feel very strange and abnormal.

The alchemist put the refined elixir into the elixir bottle, and said disapprovingly: "The prison spirit you brewed, there are no more than a few in the whole world who can drink it, and the fifth index comes here."

(End of this chapter)