"Can you tell me where you got this thing from?" asked Wen Wen, pointing to the beaded flower in his hand without being disturbed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tell me first, who are you, and why do you know this?" the white man did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

Civilization said, "Oh. You want to hear an explanation. Well...... The object of your curse is a friend of mine, and he has come to see me today, and I believe you know that. So, I happened to find out that he was under a curse. ”

"What are you talking about?" the white-skinned man was taken aback and subconsciously retorted.

It's just that his heart is empty.

You must know that since the rise of ancient cultural power, people in society have received the attention of the three parties.

Martial artists have martial arts associations, and feng shui masters have feng shui seminars, all of which are under the name of the federal government.

Of course, it is difficult for people to feel secure in this kind of affiliation.

Under the guiding ideology that there are always people who want to harm me, a third party and the military are inevitable.

If the Martial Arts Federation only accepts martial artists, and the Feng Shui Seminar only accepts Feng Shui masters, then the military is cold and unscrupulous, and everyone wants it, and everyone accepts it. Even if the other party is just a high school student.

The horseman thought he would be useful if he didn't report it, but his physical condition had been recorded, and all of a sudden he was fine. The military, of course, wants to investigate.

So the situation of civilization, the military basically knows, and even the force that civilization shows in prison, they also know.

A warrior who awakened his talent again and healed the horseman's internal injuries. What is this? This is talent!

The only thing that is difficult to accept is the age of civilization. However, as long as there is an anomaly, it is enough for the investigators to be dispatched.

But...... What the hell is this? Why does he seem to know it all, what the hell is this investigating?

"You should know the man named Horseman, and have a close relationship with him, a brother?" Wenming continued.

"Haha...... I'm a fair-skinned man, how could I be his brother?, doesn't it seem like you're not very good at Feng Shui?" he exclaimed, trying to channel civilization back into his investigative mode.

Wenming didn't explain, just looked at him and said, "White-skinned man......?"

Civilization chuckled. At first glance, Civilization thought he was a white-skinned person, but did he really think that if he put a piece of skin on his yellow skin, he would be a white-skinned person?

After Wenming chuckled, he said quietly: "It is normal for a white-skinned person to come to the Asian region and go shopping in the characteristic street. But I ran to the 13th district......"

"Me, don't I like excitement?"

He subconsciously retorted, but looking at the eyes of civilization, it really didn't look like a pair of young people's eyes, as if they were a pair of eyes that could see through everything.

Moreover, even if he does not calculate the Feng Shui ability of civilization, there is another unexplained place in him, which is why the horse rider came, and he came.

Thinking of this, he could only say in a low voice: "That's right, I'm his own brother!"

"Can you tell me why you cursed your brother?" Civilization was even more curious, the brother wall and the like, in addition to seeing it on TV, it was the first time he had encountered it in reality.

"Because he doesn't deserve to be my brother!" he said hatefully, with a strong resentment in his tone, "stop talking about him, I won't discuss anything about him!"

"Okay. Wenming shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the beaded flower road, "You haven't told me yet, how did this thing come about?"

"Why should I tell you!" he tugged at his cuffs, covering the beads.

"Because I'm familiar with this thing, you probably don't know how to use it, otherwise, you wouldn't need to follow Area 13. Wen Wen smiled faintly, in fact, there is this string of beaded flowers as a medium, and there is no need for the caster to follow the recipient in person, which shows that the white-skinned man in front of him may have obtained an incomplete method of use from somewhere.

Well--it should be said that none of the mystics of the new earth are so complete.

"Do you know how to use it? Do you have a specific method?" the man paused, looking at the civilized gaze and shrinking slightly.

"Of course, this kind of stuff is simple to me. Civilization didn't mean to show off, he was just stating a fact, and at the same time he felt a little impatient, "This is the third time I've asked, what I want to know is, how did you get it?"

"I picked it up. Perhaps because of the repeated questions of civilization, the man casually gave a perfunctory reason.

"Oh, picked it up?" Wenming glanced at him lightly, is this not a coffin and no tears? His eyes opened slightly, and his pupils suddenly turned golden.

Suddenly, the white man's body stiffened, and he looked at the civilized eyes in a daze, motionless.

"Tell me, how did this come about?" there was a hint of irresistible weirdness in the civilized voice.

"I bought it from the ministry. The man's expression struggled, as if he wanted to break free from something, but he couldn't get rid of it, and his eyes betrayed fear.

"Is it possible to buy something like this?" asked Wenming continued.

"Yes. Externally, such objects are rare, but internally, they are not prohibited. It's just that there is only the right to use, and once it is decommissioned, it must be returned to the ministry. The man's face was still struggling and frightened, but his answer was not ambiguous at all.

The man was frightened, he was afraid that Civilization would ask something he couldn't answer. For example, the secrets of the ministry.

Of course, he was overthinking. There are always Diao people who want to harm me, where are there so many Diao people in the world?

This is just like the ancient peasants guessing the life of the emperor, hoeing the ground with a gold hoe, and eating two oil cakes for a meal.

The people above always feel that "there are always Diao people who want to harm me", which is also because they think too much.

Their secrets, important secrets to them. But for civilization, it's nothing remarkable. Having been to a lot of worlds, what kind of secrets has he not seen?

So civilization closed its eyes.

"Good. Now that he knew what he should know, there was no need for civilization to continue, and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils returned to their normal color.

The man shuddered as he realized that he had finally taken back the initiative in his body. However, he was frightened, almost soaked, in that situation just now, it was clear that his sanity was still very clear, and he didn't want to answer the other party's questions, but he said it word by word, just like there were two of him, one resisted, and the other was very obedient.

That feeling almost drove him crazy.