The white tailor framed his glasses on the tip of his nose, did not look up, opened the drawer of the sewing machine, took a needle, and replied while seriously changing the needle of the sewing machine: "The day is not right, don't do it." ”

Yi 17 asked, "What day is wrong?" ”

The white tailor turned the wheel of the sewing machine, tried it, and replied with no joy or anger: "If I say that the day is not right, it is not right, this is the rule." ”

Yi 17 wanted to ask again, and Li Qianchen took the first step and said: "I don't cut clothes on the Shen day in spring and March, and I don't cut clothes on the first day of summer and March." No clothing will be cut on the day of blood taboo, no clothing will be cut on the 6th, 16th, and 22nd day of August, and no clothing will be cut on the 10th day of October, and no clothing will be cut on the third month. ”

When Li Qianchen spoke, the white tailor still didn't raise his eyes, turning over the fabric next to the operating table, "You know the rules, don't you leave?" ”

"What if I say, 'What are we going to do?'

Before he finished speaking, the white tailor's hand suddenly stopped, took off his glasses and said, "I said no, are you deaf?" , I'm shutting down. ”

"I'm here, I can't choose from you, what you do can be hidden from the Ten Directions and the underworld, but you can't hide it from me, aren't you afraid of things being exposed?"

Bai Wujian suddenly let out a mocking laugh and said: "The Ten Directions Killing Order is still there, if you alarm the Ten Directions, the first person who comes to kill is probably you." ”

Li Qianchen was unmoved and replied coldly: "Why do you need to alarm Shifangke, a deposed demon is not much stronger than an old man in his old age." ”

Bai Wujian hammered on the surface of the sewing machine with a fist, except for making a loud noise, he couldn't smash it, "This time is different from the past!" You're just like me, all rubbish! ”

"Damn!"

Yi Seventeen took a step forward, and at the same time, a gust of wind whistled, blowing the clothes all over the house, blowing up the fabric on the sewing machine, flying all over the sky, so that Bai Wujian had to raise his hand to cover it.

"Seventeen!" Let Yi Seventeen breathe his anger, Li Qianchen said in a deep voice: "In the fourth year of Showa, the Oriental 'Thousand Falcon' arrived at Tianjin Port, and the seventeen-year-old Keiko followed his brother Tian He Shaozuo to enter the Yamato Embassy in Tianjin, and in May of the same year, the actor Bai Man was ordered to participate in the exchange meeting to perform......"

"Shut up!"

Bai Wujian grabbed the scissors on the operating table and threw them, but was blocked by Yi Seventeen with a wave of his sleeves, Li Qianchen continued:

"The actor Bai Man is young and handsome, Wu Sheng looks heroic, provoked Keiko to fall in love at first sight, conceal his brother, and follow Bai Man to the south, in July of the same year, the war was raging, the Longhua opera troupe scattered and fled, Bai Man was captured, Keiko begged his brother to rescue him and did not hesitate to die to force him, Tian He felt sorry for Keiko, forgave Bai Man, and wanted the two to return to the East, but he didn't know Bai Man, and he couldn't step out of the country at all."

Bai Wujian's expression was gloomy, his eyes were obsessed with memories, Yi Seventeen glanced at him vigilantly, and asked Li Qianchen, "Why can't Bai Man leave?" ”

Li Qianchen snorted, stared at Bai Wujian and said, "Because Bai Man is a demon!" If it takes a step out of this land, it will definitely alarm the guests of the ten directions! ”

Yi Seventeen looked at Bai Wujian, Bai Wujian was Bai Man, this one-eyed and one-armed eccentric old man was the handsome and dashing young actor back then.

"Bai Man was born with feelings, used demon power, took Keiko south, Tian He led the troops to pursue all the way, the following spring, Bai Man and Keiko fled to Pengcheng, encountered an ambush, Keiko was shot and died to save it, the grief-stricken Bai Man at the cost of the golden pupil, and Yuluo joined forces, Yuluo rained heavily for a month, so that the water of Yuehu Lake rose sharply, Baiman moved the water of Yuehu Lake, flooded Pengcheng, and tens of thousands of innocent people died in Pengcheng."

"That's damn them!" Bai Wujian suddenly became fierce, his single eye turned into a golden light, and a fierce aura spread out, "If they kill Keiko, I will kill them, and it is right!" The guests of the ten directions took advantage of the weakness to enter, and the four of them joined forces, broke my left arm, and abolished my cultivation, you! No black and white, no right from wrong! It's you who are at fault! ”

Li Qianchen's expression was indifferent, but his words became sharper and said: "It's wrong for the Ten Directions, you gather the spiritual power of thousands of dead souls, reshape the soul of Keiko, and disregard the lives of others in order to ask Keiko to be reborn?!" If I hadn't missed your infatuation, and after the cultivation was abolished, I still sewed the wedding dress to make up for the regrets of the year, how could I have left you to this day! ”

"Humph! It's not what it used to be, Li Qianchen, how much better are you than me now? For a kid in the Qi realm, he has fallen to this point, and he is still high up to this day, do you really think that he can suppress me? ”

"Be careful!"

Yi Seventeen stopped in front of Li Qianchen, only to see Bai Wujian slowly get up, his golden eyes flashed brightly, his face was changeable, and he turned into a white-faced young man in a blink of an eye. The demonic wind gusted, blowing all over the house of clothes flying backwards, so that Yi Seventeen had to resist with all his might.

Li Qianchen's long hair fluttered, but his expression was unmoved, he got up and looked at Bai Wujian and said: "Three days later, we will come to pick up clothes, seventeen, word binding spell, winged bird." ”

Yi 17 according to the words, raised the index finger of his right hand to outline in the air, the white Qi turned into the three words "winged bird", with the launch of Yi 17, the calligraphy and painting disintegrated halfway, turned into a rope, the white and innocent binding, the interior was immediately calm.

Bai Wujian struggled hard, but he was never able to break free from the shackles of the word spirit, Yi 17 advised: "This is my original word binding spell, with your little demonic power can not break free at all, there is no grudge between us, there is a way, those who know the times are Junjie, and those who are ignorant are not wise, Bai Wujian, don't lose big because of small things, the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Watching Yi Seventeen and Li Qianchen leave, Bai Wujian struggled several times, but it took a moment to break free from the shackles of the word bondage, and after breaking free, Bai Wujian sat down, his face returned to old age, and he looked at the house full of chaos, revealing remorse.

It's only to blame it for its lack of demon power, it's only to blame for the injustice of the world, it's only to blame, it's not to have feelings, it hurts its sweetheart, and it hurts itself.

On the way back, Yi Seventeen still has a lot of incomprehension, and this incomprehension is that Gui Xiyi.

"Guixi clothes are also red and white, red clothes are happy, white clothes are sad, Guixi clothes are only worn by the underworld, white clothes are yin, and red clothes are yang."

"Come on, slow down."

Yi Seventeen helped Li Qianchen sit down in the flower pond on the street, so that Li Qianchen could rest for a while.

"If you want to become a close to the underworld, you must pass through the underworld, and the fierce atmosphere is not trivial, so the only way to choose the day of taboo is to cut the clothes to suppress the evil, so that the tailor will not be disturbed by the bad luck of the clothes. Bai Man owes Keiko a wedding, and the East is respected by white, and the name of the wedding dress is called Bai Wuji. ”

"Then what did it do to hide from the Underworld and the Ten Directions?"

"It flooded Pengcheng and slaughtered 10,000 lives, it did this, in fact, to resurrect Keiko, after Keiko's death, the soul was detained by it, it nourished the soul with the soul, in a vain attempt to bring Keiko back to life."

Yi Seventeen was incredulous and said, "How is this possible? Even if you can hide it from the Ten Directions, how can you hide it from the underworld? ”

Li Qianchen was also puzzled by this, and there was also speculation that it might be related to the change of the law, but this matter was too mysterious, and it was difficult to understand it with his current cultivation.

……

Under the long street and the quiet night sky, moisture came out of the ground, mixed with the moisture from the sea, condensed into a cold mist, and swallowed everything that was visible to the naked eye.

The cold is damp to the bones, even the cotton clothes are difficult to resist, a teenager comes by bicycle, and the familiar way home has inexplicably become longer than in the past.

The gray mist wet his clothes, and the surface of his frozen pale skin was covered with a layer of cold frost, and his eyelashes were covered with white frost, and even his eyes became gray.

Fortunately, it is rare that parents are not at home on a business trip, so they don't have to rush back.

It's just that the fog on the street, I don't know when it started, has not dispersed.

Out of the Internet café to the west 100 meters, the intersection turns left and then a thousand meters, when the intersection turns right and passes two intersections, you can get home, this road has gone thousands of times, even if you close your eyes will not be wrong.

But today, I have never seen the familiar light signs.

In the fog, there seemed to be a red light flickering, flickering on and off, it should be the tail lights of a car parked on the side of the road, in order to prevent accidentally hitting it, he slowed down and pinched the brake at the same time.

When he got closer, he stopped, and the license plate number at the beginning of the word "Jing" was a black Maserati.

The young man secretly exclaimed in his heart, if he didn't approach carefully, a slight scratch would be an astronomical amount, but it was just strange, why did such a luxury car stop on the side of the road?

He stepped off the bicycle, pushed the same precious variable speed car, walked to the side of the car, and did not dare to blatantly look, if the owner of the car was in the car, was found to be snooping, wouldn't it be annoying?

Pretending to be just passing by, but his eyes were slanted and trying to look into the car, the window glass was already reflective, and the fog was filled, which made it even more ugly.

Until he reached the front of the car, the young man slowed down and hesitated to turn back, but at this moment, he found that there was a fire shining on the side of the road ahead, and a figure was faintly visible standing there.

Ignoring whether there was anyone in the car for a while, he continued to move forward, and when he got closer, he saw that there was not a person under the tree, and the person standing was dressed as a famous brand, and the famous watch on his wrist was worth a lot.

The man's face was thin and handsome, and his eyes were staring at the brazier as if he were in a state of flux.

Squatting with his back to the young man, he saw that the figure was a woman, with a black silk bundle and a bun behind her, a red flower in her hair bun, white clothes and black trousers, and a pair of bright red embroidered cloth shoes.

There was a cloth bag on the ground in front of the woman, from which she occasionally took hemp paper and threw it into the brazier.

Although the young man was young, he also knew what he was doing, so he didn't dare to make a noise and left silently.

Under the firelight, the woman's face was wrinkled, her skin was sallow, and her cheeks and temples were covered with black age spots.

"Cheap boy, tonight, with you with me, can you tell me, am I beautiful?" The old woman leaned her back, got up and looked at the rich man in front of her, and asked in a hoarse voice.