Today coincides with a gathering in this town, and the streets are lined with stalls of all kinds of strange things.

Someone once bought fine antiques from these humble old goods and sold them for sky-high prices.

Since then, many people have come to this kind of thrift gathering.

Today is no exception.

The streets were crowded with people, many squatting on the ground and picking out something of value.

The stall owners all didn't care and got together for coffee.

Only when asked about the price did they reply in strong English.

Fan Mengxue found it very interesting, which is different from those high-end hypermarkets, where walking in it feels the original taste of the town.

For example, this small box that looks gray and dusty, when it is opened, there is a beautiful music inside, and the form is purely mechanical.

may be because of Fan Mengxue's unique temperament, so the stall owner took the initiative to say: "Beautiful lady, your vision is so good, this music box was handed down by my grandfather!"

"When my grandfather was about to go to the battlefield of World War II, before leaving, his lover at that time gave him this thing, but when my grandfather returned unscathed on the battlefield, his lover had long since disappeared because of years of war!"

"For so many years, he has been looking for his lover, and even never married for the rest of his life, but unfortunately, he didn't see that girl again before he died!"

"This box is a testimony to my grandfather's innocent love, so I'm going to put it out, and if anyone asks, I'll tell her the story!" said the stall owner with a sigh on his face.

Fan Mengxue's eyes flickered slightly, as if she was moved by this fruitless love, so she said softly: "How much?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up and he stretched out a finger, "One hundred euros!"

Then he was ready to wait for Fan Mengxue's counteroffer.

But Fan Mengxue directly took out a large bill and handed it to the stall owner, and then asked a little blankly: "Is love always like this?"

The stall owner only looked at the joy on his face, and was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and then sighed, "Girl, love is like this, few people can really be lucky enough to wait for that person!

Fan Mengxue's eyes were filled with tears, and she took out another banknote and handed it to the stall owner, "Thank you! Although I know that the story is fake, I still have to say thank you!"

With that, Fan Mengxue no longer paid attention to the embarrassed stall owner and turned to leave.

The stall owner stood there and pondered for a while, "Is there any loophole in my story?" Alas, forget it, anyway, the money is earned, whatever!"

As he spoke, the stall owner took out an identical music box from his pocket and put it on the stall, waiting for the next customer to sell this love.

Fan Mengxue was holding the music box in her hand, and her mood was a little complicated.

She's not a fool and naturally understands the holes in this story.

My grandfather was trapped by love and never married a wife in his life.

So where did this stall owner come from?

Jumping out of the rocks?

But none of this is important, the important thing is that Fan Mengxue was touched by this story.

At this moment, she thought silently in her heart.

If I could, I would bury my feelings for you in my heart and ...... Be a grave keeper for the rest of your life!

At this moment, an old female voice sounded from behind.

"Girl, please stay, don't you do a divination?"

Fan Mengxue turned her head to look and saw an old woman in a black cloak sitting in front of a dilapidated tent, looking at her quietly.

Fan Mengxue hesitated, "Are you calling me?"

The old woman nodded, a little light flashing in her deep eyes, "Girl, I am a witch, I can see that you have a lot on your mind!

Fan Mengxue was originally wandering aimlessly, but now when she heard the words of this old woman, she thought that she was a liar who was all over the street, collecting money under the banner of a witch. 163

But the old woman's deep eyes moved her.

Fan Mengxue nodded with a ghostly gesture,

"Yes, please come with me!" the old woman stood up and walked towards the tent behind her.

Fan Mengxue hesitated slightly, then looked at the lively scenery around her and the sunlight of Xuanhe, and followed in.

The tent was pitch black, with a strong smell of herbs.

The old woman stood in front of a crystal ball and said softly, "Girl, please put your hand on the crystal ball, then close your eyes, silently read the question in your heart, and it will give you the answer!"

Fan Mengxue nodded, stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the crystal ball, then closed her eyes and began to silently think about the doubts in her heart.

At this time, the old woman looked at Fan Mengxue with interest.

This girl has a pure temperament, and more importantly, she also has a rich and pure dark atmosphere.

This is also the reason why she called Fan Mengxue on the street.

Especially now, wisps of black gas gradually appeared in the crystal ball held by Fan Mengxue.

This is the ritual that the Dark Witch must have when choosing her heirs.

The more black gas there is, the better the person's qualifications.

Soon, these demonic qi filled the entire crystal ball, and it was still increasing wildly.

At this moment, the crystal ball seemed to be overwhelmed, and a crack appeared with a click.

The old woman's eyes were filled with ecstasy.

This girl's qualifications are far stronger than she imagined.

Fan Mengxue opened her eyes suspiciously.

She was just meditating on her biggest doubt in her mind.

But I didn't feel anything, but I felt a shock in my hand, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the crystal ball was actually broken.

Fan Mengxue's heart sank, and she thought that she had deliberately touched porcelain, but the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to say anything, so she had to smile apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I broke this crystal ball, how much is it?"

The old woman didn't look at the crystal ball at all, but just looked at Fan Mengxue with blazing eyes.

Fan Mengxue's heart was furious, this mysterious old woman couldn't be some kind of mental illness, right?

At this moment, the darkness in the tent suddenly became thicker, and the noise of the outside world had disappeared, only a dead silence.

Looking for the old woman again, she has also disappeared.

Fan Mengxue was shocked.

It's broken, are you in some kind of trap?

At this moment, a woman with a face haunted by black qi slowly walked from the darkness.

This woman is in excellent shape, wearing a very revealing witch suit, revealing extremely slender legs, and wearing a pair of high heels under her feet.

Fan Mengxue was a little stupid.

"You...... You are....... ”

The woman giggled, then continued in her old voice, "Girl, are you trapped in love?"

Fan Mengxue finally understood that she had met a real witch today, and her heart relaxed.

"You...... How do you know?"

The Dark Witch said lightly: "I can feel the pain and confusion in your heart, except for feelings, what can make a woman like you unable to get rid of?"