On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was clear, and Feng Jinghua wrapped himself in a cloak and walked out of Fengfu to enjoy this rare sunshine.

The pale golden sunlight sprinkled on the white snow that covered the earth, reflecting a faint light everywhere, giving this winter with few colors a kind of crystal beauty.

This is the first New Year after Feng Jinghua's family reunion, and of course she is happy and satisfied in her heart.

However, there is still a fly in the ointment.

Yan zhòng's fly in the ointment.

Because, she felt the waves of Yin Nine Killings from the depths of her heart.

Yin Jiu Kill has always had no desires, no desires, no feelings, and no clue, but in the past two days, he still looks as indifferent as ever, but his heart is different.

- When he looked at the qiē in front of him, there was a kind of "none of the qiē had anything to do with him" and "he never belonged to this world...... A sense of hopelessness.

It's hopelessness, not despair.

"Despair" is a strong feeling, and he would not have such strong and negative feelings.

Even when he looked at her, he didn't have the feeling he had before like looking at another self.

-- What he gave her was probably a feeling, which she could only understand, not say.

So, she was worried.

Worried that he had no sense of the future, of life and of life.

She misses the Yin Nine Kills who used to be born and die with her and fought side by side, even if he still had no desires at that time, but at least he had the motivation and a goal, and now the Yin Nine Kills seem to have no goal left.

She knew that it must be because of Concubine Yin.

There are not many people who remember and care about Concubine Yin, but she inquired in detail, and Concubine Yin's body is even worse than she imagined.

If it continues like this, Concubine Yin's time is running out.

Therefore, Yin Jiu Killing's heart, which was like a pool of stagnant water, began to make waves-uncontrollable worries and sadness for his sister.

Yin Taifei is the only warmth and light in Yin Jiu Kill's heart, once Yin Taifei dies, Yin Nine Kills will probably go with her, perhaps, Yin Nine Kills is ready to accompany her sister to another world, so, Yin Nine Kills began to feel that everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

Once, she was another Yin Nine Kills, and the two of them could live together, but now, she has got what she wants most, she has been redeemed and liberated, and she is no longer the same as before, and this change in her is another kind of "loss" for Yin Nine Kills.

Yin Jiu Kill has lost another "self", and is about to lose the only relative in this world, he will not be hit by this, but he will become a real living dead because of this.

Even if she regarded Yin Jiu Kill as a family member, and the entire Feng family regarded him as family, but for him, his only family member was only Concubine Yin.

Just like her, no matter how many people love her and are good to her, what she really wants in her heart is always just the peace and reunion of the whole family.

No one can replace Concubine Yin's position in Yin Jiu's heart, just as no one can replace her family's position in her heart.

Because she knew too much about the Yin Nine Killings, she was so worried.

was worried that she didn't dare to enjoy the joy of family at home, and didn't dare to let Yin Jiu Kill see her current satisfaction and integrity.

What the hell can she do for the Yin Nine Kills?

Yin Jiu Kill was born and died with her many times, helping her realize her wish for family reunion, but she couldn't fulfill his wish.

There are a lot of pedestrians today.

She shuttled through the crowd alone, wandering around aimlessly, constantly asking herself: Nine kills, what can I do for you?

If there's anything I can do, even if my life is cut in half, even if I lose my eyes or legs, I'll do it for you.

I can also go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire with you, but now you are in the middle of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, right? I can't save you if I go.

"Predict the future, measure the good fortune, don't want money-" A long, strange voice came into her ears.

She followed the prestige and saw a fortune-telling stall in a sheltered corner.

A man wrapped in a black robe embroidered with strange patterns sat at the back of a stall, shouting and shouting.

As soon as she saw it, she felt that the other party was a child of the Zhu family.

She has dealt with the Zhu family a lot, and the Zhu family has such a mysterious, eccentric, uncomfortable but inexplicably fearful sense of gloom, loneliness and mystery, as well as a sense of credibility that "real wizards and fortune tellers should be like this", ordinary wizards and warlocks cannot be compared at all.

There are many such warlocks in Tianzhou now, and they are said to be extremely accurate, and it is rumored that the Zhu family has begun to come out to do solo and private work.

――You must know that in the past, the Zhu family was a royal talent of the royal family, and they would not give ordinary people their fate.

The Zhu family, which was once isolated from the world, is finally going to fully integrate into the world?

Thinking so to herself, she walked to the stall and sat down in front of the warlock: "I want to calculate my fate in the future. ”

She has always disliked and believed in this kind of thing, but now she is idle and bored, depressed, and thinks that the other party will not be accurate, but she has made an exception and wants to calculate it for herself.

There is a top witch by her side who can be called a real person without showing her face - Zhu Ci, but she never thought of using Zhu Ci's power, or asking Zhu Ci to calculate something for herself, her reason is "not believing in fate", but in fact, she is a little scared in her heart.

Fear that the blessing may be too accurate.

Therefore, if she wants to count, she would rather find a scammer who sets up a street stall to count.

The warlock opened his half-closed eyes, glanced at her a few times, and said, "One thousand taels of silver, pay the money first, and then look at the appearance." ”

Feng Jinghua was surprised: "So expensive? What about grabbing money? ”

Ordinary warlocks tell fortunes, and one or two pieces of silver are considered expensive, this person really dares to speak.

Of course, she doesn't lack this money, but she doesn't like to be casually pitted like this.

"Expensive?" The warlock was dissatisfied, "Miss, you are a noble person at first glance, your life is very strong, if you want to give a noble person like you a look at the future, I will lose my life, and it is cheap to charge you a thousand taels." If you want to negotiate a price, thank you for not being sensitive. ”

Hmph, I think he is at the upper middle level in the Zhu family, he has never done private work before, if it weren't for the fact that he has fallen in love with a girl now, wants to buy land and buy a house outside and become a biological child, and urgently needs a large amount of money, he would not show up like this and surrender his identity.

Of course, even if the Zhu family encounters major disasters one after another, it is not bad for money, but the fact that the Zhu family is not short of money does not mean that he is not short of money.

According to the tradition of the Zhu family, everyone pays a corresponding salary from the family every month according to their own level and "contribution", if he intends to continue to stay at home, he does not need extra money, but if he wants to set up his own business, it is impossible to get enough money from the family.

For this reason, more and more children of the Zhu family go out to set up stalls to make money, and they are doing their own business, and he can't be left behind.

Feng Jinghua listened to his lion's big mouth and wanted to leave, but a cold wind blew, which made her shiver subconsciously, and her mood was even worse.

Since you are in a bad mood, you have to find something to do, otherwise you will be in a worse mood.

So she generously took out a few silver tickets and slapped them on the table: "A thousand is a thousand, give me the right calculation, otherwise you won't be able to set up a stall in the future." ”