When he was a little far away from Li Town, Fang Yuanjing contacted a messenger in charge of trade, but Zhen Yin sensed that something was wrong, so he tried to find out and became suspicious.

After all, it is a treasure of long-distance communication, and the value of this set of main and secondary mirrors alone is not cheaper than that of Bapin Xiangrui.

It can be used and is also limited by the Dao, and the interval between each time is longer, and it is necessary to use special spiritual objects to charge it, which is a bit similar to leaving the spiritual land to obtain auspiciousness, and to contain the spirit at all times.

After getting close to Li Zhen, it will make the effect clearer, and with Li He's pressure array, his heart will be more confident.

The black mist gradually dissipated, revealing a familiar human face, a square face, big eyes, and a somewhat pale complexion, which was the messenger Zhen Wen who had seen it before.

"Is it Zhen Yin? The shops outside the bazaar were burned down by fire, and the auspicious rui you said you brought back was probably destroyed as well.

Now that Li Zhen is weird and pervasive, and various forces are strife, where are you, return quickly. ”

Hearing the other party's question, Zhen vaguely felt that something was wrong, but there was an impulse in his heart to answer the other party, and subconsciously replied.

"Yes, I'm Zhen Yin, Li Zhen has changed now, and the Zhen family is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he came to his senses, and last time he didn't notice that the other party had a problem, how could he confide in the truth as soon as he came up, and he replied to that sentence, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, as if there was spider silk entangled.

The corners of the other party's mouth were slightly curved, revealing a weird smile, and a pair of eyes stared at him, as if they wanted to imprint him through the square mirror.

Suddenly, a paper talisman sounded, the mirror suddenly darkened, and the mist shrouded again, but it turned bright red, like viscous blood, filling the bronze mirror.

Li He took a step forward, glanced at Zhen Yin, who was sweating profusely, and said.

"The Zhen family is hopeless, even treasures such as the Fang Yuan Mirror are controlled by paper figures, and they can also strengthen the soul dementorship through the mirror, I'm afraid they are terminally ill.

If you are entangled any longer, you will have to go back to Li Zhen and die in vain. ”

Zhen Yin's legs were weak and he almost sat on the ground.

The business route has been crisscrossing for many years, working hard, not only the fetters of the family, but also the support of the family, and of course, the desire to get ahead and return to the hometown.

Therefore, there is still a trace of fantasy, a trace of unwillingness, and would rather exchange a large price for Li He's favor to try again.

Now one step away from Li Zhen, the effect of the square circle mirror has reached the strongest. Whenever there is an opportunity, he will contact his family to discuss countermeasures.

may have been attacked by a bad omen last time, but with the Zhen family's heritage, they were able to avoid it and save the day. In this contact, if a new person appears, he will be ecstatic.

But the reality is very cruel, the bad omen not only reproduces, but even uses the square mirror to bewitch him, the secret method that can enhance his emotions is indeed there, but it is not something that the messenger can control, it has to be the one or two at the top of the family.

Now that the mystery of the square mirror has been broken, what it represents is self-evident, the Zhen family is really going to be destroyed!

Li He glanced at Zhen Yin and saw that his eyes were blank, but he was not controlled by the method of soul dementoring, and the last paper talisman was written by Li He at a great cost, so he was able to resist the attack of the bad omen.

Zhen Yin's state is most likely disillusioned and a little uncomfortable. seems to be a treacherous and cunning businessman, but at this moment, his true feelings are revealed, and he is full of grief, and he really didn't expect it.

The family love in this life is indeed very strong, and perhaps it has grown up and matured in the family since childhood, and it is inevitable to share prosperity and loss.

But the calamity of bad omen is so cruel. At least the family is ruined, the worst is thousands of miles of starvation, in the Tao, it is difficult to say cause and effect. What he wants to do is to maintain the peach blossom source of Kuchaling.

Li He said.

"It seems that you don't need to be particularly tempted, the bad omen I'm looking for has already seen you!"

Zhen Yin recovered from his grief, after all, the shadow of death was more direct, and he hurriedly asked.

"What! Who saw me, was it the messenger? ”

After Li He exited the other party, he sensed a familiar taste.

After the first suppression of the troubled paper man, there seemed to be a silk thread in the dark that locked him, until the paper girl came to Kucha and was suppressed by him again, and this connection was completely severed.

And the sentence just asked, Zhen Yin replied, it is to establish a causal connection, so that the bad omen can find his location.

The bad omen of the invasion of Li Town is very terrifying, not only is the bad law strong, there is a special causal lock vaguely, this is the most deadly, if there is no special means, I am afraid it will not be avoided.

However, there is also a solution, which is to cut off the calamity that comes to seek. The so-called ways of blessing and misfortune depend on each other, and when the calamity is over, it is bitter and sweet, and there is no longer a connection, and the bad omen seems to be the same.

At this moment, the entire tunnel suddenly shook and staggered, as if it was about to collapse.

Li He frowned and said.

"It seems that the bad omen is near the market, and we are a little unlucky."

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the outside of the secret passage.

Within tens of meters underground, perhaps the Nine Rank Daoist Priests have superb spells, but if they are buried underground, it will be difficult to survive when the Dao Qi is exhausted.

The two Zhen family also hurriedly followed, and Zhao Tian was the last puppet.

As soon as Li He left the tunnel, he saw a black light coming, he hurriedly avoided it, only to see that the big locust tree on the side was cut off and pressed against the entrance of the tunnel, so that Zhao Tian was sealed underneath and it was difficult to escape.

It stands to reason that with the strength of a puppet, it should not be suppressed by Huaimu.

But there was a rotten aura all around, filling the entire grave, and even breathing was a little difficult.

Not only the Zhen family, but even Li He, his heart was faintly stuffy, the way of Rui Xi was quite slow, and the surrounding darkness was too viscous and depressing.

At the side of the mound not far from them, the soil of the grave began to shake, the stele cracked, and the cemetery opened a hole, and a person slowly walked out of it.

No, it was a corpse that had long been burned to charcoal, with only a pair of eyes, filled with paper balls with eerie green pupils on them, staring at Li He silently.

Xiangrui went well, but I didn't expect the bad omen to be so difficult.

Under the path of Ruixi, breathing was extremely difficult, and the corpse in front of him was like a small mountain, pressing his heart.

"This! This breath. ”

"Eight bad omens."

There is no need for the two of them to talk nonsense, Li He also senses the horror of the other party. With the power of a corpse alone, it is already close to the original state of the stitching monster, although it is still a little worse, but it is not much.

The stitching monster is the grudge that enslaved thousands of people, and this corpse is just an individual.

But before the idea could take shape, the surrounding mounds cracked, and corpses crawled out, staring coldly at the three of them.

There was a mound near Zhen's vice, he didn't care about it, he was suddenly pulled by his ankle and dragged into the grave, only to shout "Die!" There was no sound, and even Li He didn't have time to rescue.

In fact, Li He was a little too busy to take care of himself at this time, the most deadly charred corpse, only staring at him, not looking at himself, but at the paper figures that formed the body, and the paper paintings floating on it.

The mysterious cause and effect are connected again.

Li He did not shy away, looking at the shredded paper in the eyes of the charred corpse, revealing a look of ambition.

If he wanted to make up for the bad omen, there was no other shortcut, he thought that there would be trouble outside Li Zhen, but he had to go through this experience.

As if it was fate, there should be this catastrophe.

Perhaps, this is a bad omen!