Uncle Chen didn't think that the seemingly thin woman in front of him would be able to stop him, but he knew in his heart that this was the time for the two sides to exchange conditions.

Zhang Xiaofo's eyes were cold, and he couldn't see his emotions.

Uncle Chen knew Zhang Xiaofo's eyes. He had seen this in many of his prisoners - relentlessly, if the need needed be.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from Uncle Chen's forehead: "Okay! Let's talk! With that, he sat back down on the small bench.

"Pity the flowers, go make tea!" Zhang Xiaofo was lying on the deck chair of Boss Hua, so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

"What do you want to know?" Uncle Chen simply let the other party ask questions.

"What's that monster?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Qingqiu Mountain Nine-Tailed Fox!"

"Oh!"

"You don't believe it?" Uncle Chen thought that Zhang Xiaofo would at least be shocked, but he didn't expect him to just say "oh": "Don't you want to know what the monster looks like?" ”

"No, I'd rather like to know what it promised you, to gamble almost the lives of your entire clan?"

Zhang Xiaofo asked the key question

"It can predict the future." Uncle Chen slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity: "Although it feels good to be able to know the future at first, gradually you will become dependent on those predictions. So you're controlled by monsters. It tells us that there will be a great catastrophe in this world, and that if we all want to avoid it, we must meet its conditions! ”

"Hah!" Zhang Xiaofo couldn't help laughing: "Just this lame excuse? ”

Uncle Chen ignored Zhang Xiaofo's and looked serious: "You haven't seen its magic." The future it predicts is never missed. So this time we're not sure it's true or not......"

"So without knowing whether it's true or not, you did those things for it that went against human morality?" Zhang Xiaofo originally thought that there would be a more reasonable reason, but he didn't expect that it would be such a ridiculous and ridiculous excuse for the catastrophe. I'm afraid that three-year-olds will despise this.

"We have no choice!" Uncle Chen looked depressed.

"Alright, I'll meet it!" Zhang Xiaofo made a natural decision.

"This ......" Uncle Chen hesitated.

"Why not?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"I'll arrange it!" As if he had made up his mind, Uncle Chen's face was heroic.

"Wait for the good news!"

……

After Uncle Chen walked away, Lianhua made tea and came out.

"Pity the flower, I suddenly found out that you are stingy!" Zhang Xiaofo took a sip of tea and moistened his throat.

"Boss Hua said that there is not much tea, let me save some of it!" Relianhua replied expressionlessly.

"You seem to have changed a lot!" Zhang Xiaofo said casually.

Lianhua didn't answer, and continued to keep a straight face: "The nine-tailed fox is not so easy to deal with!" ”

"Oh? Have you ever come across it? ”

"Well, I've dealt with it before!" Lianhua didn't care about Zhang Xiaofo's ridicule, and continued: "If you want to meet the nine-tailed fox, then you have to be ready!" ”

"Is it true that we know the future?" Zhang Xiaofo asked half-jokingly.

Lianhua didn't answer, sat a little away from Zhang Xiaofo and began to sort out the goods in the store.

Zhang Xiaofo looked up at the sky. He could ignore Uncle Chen's words, but he couldn't ignore them.

……

Uncle Chen's speed was fast enough, and he picked up Zhang Xiaofo to go to the Chen family's old house three days later.

The old house of the Chen family is very face-saving, and there are many cars parked outside with "four circles", "ding, word pants" and the like. These luxury cars don't care how rugged the ground in the suburbs is, they still move forward bravely, knocking the chassis without pity.

"I thought I was on the wrong track!" After Zhang Xiaofo got out of Uncle Chen's car, he teased: "Is this an old mansion or a temple?" "The incense burner in the courtyard is impossible to ignore.

"Ahem!" Uncle Chen coughed a few times in embarrassment: "I can't help you if you go in and have any problems, Chen Ran will be locked up under this house!" ”

"Got it!" Zhang Xiaofo did not force Uncle Chen to disrespect ghosts and gods like himself.

All the way forward, I envied a group of people who were waiting outside. Everyone doesn't know why Zhang Xiaofo was able to break the rules and meet Daxian in advance.

Bypassing a relief wall, a wooden building appeared in front of me.

Chinese-style house, get a Japanese-style tatami mat. Zhang Xiaofo was criticized when he took off his shoes and stepped onto the floor.

A strange fragrance entered Zhang Xiaofo's nose, causing him to frown slightly. He hesitated for a moment and lifted the curtain in front of him.

Behind the curtain, a man leaned on a tea stool, looking like a merry man.

"Zhang Xiaofo, Wu people! I can't remember the past. thinks he is omnipotent and does not respect ghosts and gods, but he doesn't know that he has long been calculated by heaven. The man has foxy eyes, a graceful body, and a fairy wind: "Do you know that your mother Xia Jiting is suffering in Abi Hell at this time?" ”

"Can you really know the future?" Zhang Xiaofo did not deny that he was a little shaken in his heart.

"I don't know!"

"Why did you kill those lives?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Alas!" The man's beautiful face immediately appeared with sadness: "For the sake of more people, I can only sacrifice something......"

"If you can see the future, can you know my past?" Zhang Xiaofo opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Of course!" The man looked at Zhang Xiaofo compassionately: "I can help you, but it will cost you!" ”

"At what cost?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

The man narrowed his eyes, smiled, and got up: "Follow me!" ”

A passage appeared where the man had just laid.

Zhang Xiaofo followed the man down the stairs, and he noticed that the lines on both sides of the way were somewhat familiar.

The man walked in front, his feet falling to the ground, as if he were floating.

"This is it!" The man stopped in front of a wall.

On the wall is a symbol formed by a simple but complex groove.

Zhang Xiaofo looked at the groove, and his head was dizzy.

The man saw everything about Zhang Xiaofo in his eyes, remained silent, stepped forward and cut his wrist, filling his blood with grooves.

As the grooves are gradually filled, the symbol shows a strange vitality...... A whirlpool was formed in the middle of the symbol - Zhang Xiaofo's method was led away by the whirlpool......

At this time, the nails on the man's hands grew violently, and he grabbed Zhang Xiaofo's chest violently.

But when the man thought he was about to succeed, he suddenly found a pair of emotionless black eyes in front of him.

With a flash of silver light, the man's hand and wrist were cut off.

"You ......" The man looked at Zhang Xiaofo with hatred in his broken wrist, as if he was going to eat him alive.

"An animal is an animal!" Zhang Xiaofo ruthlessly played with the dagger in his hand: "Talking is the same as farting!" ”

"Why are you still awake?" The man yelled hysterically.

"The smell of your body makes me want to be unconscious!"