He put the small wooden bowl under the stall owner's hand, and then drew a knife on the stall owner's hand, and the blood dripped onto the wooden bowl drop by drop.

After dropping about five or six drops, Zhang Peng put the cloth on the stall owner's hand again to stop the bleeding.

After waiting for a while, the runes carved in the wooden bowl flickered slightly, and then the blood in the wooden bowl gradually decreased, and the spell on the wooden bowl gradually turned red.

Zhang Peng muttered to himself: "Engrave a spell with blood, find love with a spell, take the sky as the eye, I am the carry, the heaven and the earth get everything from my wishes" After speaking, the spell carved in the wooden bowl sent out a spiritual light to Zhang Peng's mind.

Zhang Peng closed his eyes and squatted on the ground and convulsed, and after a while, Zhang Peng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the stall owner looking at him expectantly.

Zhang Peng hesitated for a while before slowly speaking: "In the extremely cold land in the east, I can't see anything else."

The stall owner nodded, turned and walked away.

Zhang Peng looked at his figure with some pity, the stall owner has been looking for his wife, but where can he find it when the world is so big?

But Zhang Peng knew where his wife was, but there was one thing he didn't tell the stall owner, that is, his wife was indeed in the extremely cold place in the east, but under the 100-meter frozen soil, and her vital signs were gone.

But he didn't tell the stall owner, after all, even if he had his wife, in this prison, his wife might be the only thought he had to live, and if he told him that his wife was dead, he really didn't know if the stall owner was still alive here.

"Alas," Zhang Peng sighed in a low voice.

I spent five points today, and I only earned back 0.5 points, what can I do, I looked up at the sky, there were no stars, and the moon was a little strange, Zhang Peng got up and patted the soil on his body, and he was going to find a place to sleep, but he hadn't found a place to sleep yet!

......

Early the next morning, Zhang Peng got up, stretched, hammered his waist twice, and walked towards his stall.

Last night, he really couldn't find anyone to sleep, and he saw that there were many people sleeping on the street like that, but Zhang Peng himself resolutely did not sleep on the street, so he turned around twice, but still did not find a place to sleep.

Zhang Peng looked at the people sleeping on the street again, and blinked, they all slept on the street, I shouldn't be chilling when I sleep on the street, right?

In this way, Zhang Peng stood in place and struggled for a while, and then found a clean-looking ...... ground, slept.

The stall owner got up very early, and when Zhang Peng came, his baked cakes had already been cooked, Zhang Peng walked to the stall and gave a point, and took a baked cake and sat on his mud stool.

Zhang Peng took a bite of the baked cake, the baked cake was very fragrant, and he asked the stall owner next to him curiously, "How did you make this?" You should learn it, right? ”

When the stall owner who was busy next to him heard this, a proud expression appeared on his face, and he said proudly: "Amazing, right? My wife loves to eat this, so I went to study for ten years, no, I can still rely on this craft to support myself."

Zhang Peng took another bite and pursed his lips, and the stall owner got busy again after speaking.

Zhang Peng looked at the mud mound he made, it seemed that he was really short of one, and he couldn't let the person who came to him stand to tell the fortune, right?

In this way, Zhang Peng made a mud mound again after eating, Zhang Peng sat on his mud mound and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, he had imagined that the queue to find his own fortune teller could not be forgotten at a glance.