The driver in the taxi calmed down, unbuckled his seat belt and lay down, gestured with his heel against the window, and kicked hard.

There was a click, and cracks filled the glass.

Just as he was about to kick the second kick, the seat belt suddenly wrapped around him, tying his feet tightly, and then the seat belt in the back seat broke, flying over and tying his hands as well, and the passenger seat belt sealed his mouth.

A few straps tied him up into rice dumplings, which writhed like caterpillars in the car.

Liu Xiao held the painting under her armpits, tucked her hands into her arms, opened her divine vision to observe her neighbors, avoided contact with them in advance, and walked towards the Wanyue calligraphy and painting.

Before he could get to the front of the shop, he found that the door was locked and the key was not on the door.

However, this did not bother him, and he used his ability to control the lock teeth to retract to the appropriate position, and the door lock turned smoothly.

When he walked to the front of the store, he made sure that there was no one left and right, and he dodged into the store, and the door was automatically locked.

The shop is still the same as before, and the business license is still leaning against the wall, with his name on it.

On the second floor, all the items are neatly arranged, and the paper and sundries in the corners of the window have been sorted out.

The bed and floor quilt in the bedroom were neatly folded and covered with cloth to cover the dust.

I don't know if they will laugh at themselves when they see themselves sleeping separately from Yue Fei.

The passbook is still in place, lying quietly in the corner of the closet.

Liu Xiao knew that this shop should now be under the name of Group 7, in other words, confiscated.

But the seventh group did not change the furnishings here, and did not take anything except the funeral items, which shows their intentions.

He took out two thick clothes from the closet and put them on, and since he didn't have a thick coat, he could only continue to wear the trench coat, change his shoes and pants, pack his passbook and walk out of the bedroom.

The ancient painting was placed on the long work table, but the hand reached over it but stopped in mid-air, and finally landed on the chair next to the table.

In the countless images that appeared, he pinpointed exactly what he was looking for.

Bent over on the table, Yue Fei sat quietly on this chair and looked at herself.

Slender figure, every look.

Day after day, sitting is more than a month.

The boring company did not make Yuefei's feelings lighter, but became more intense.

This revenge is not a gentleman.

Liu Xiao raised her hand and pulled away from the historical picture, picked up the ancient painting and put it under her armpit.

But he forgot that his ability was still activated, and more images rushed into his mind, and he was unprepared for a moment, and the whole person shook for a moment.

This almost made him lose control of the driver in the distance, and several seat belts were all relaxed, but they were immediately tightened again.

In exchange, the driver struggled.

Liu Xiao suddenly remembered that she had never checked the history of this painting.

But now is not the time, the Wanyue calligraphy and painting are no longer their own, I don't know if anyone will come.

Turning off the ability, all the images in his mind disappeared, and he collected his mood and left the second floor.

Standing at the door and leaving, he went through all the items in his mind for the sake of caution, and then found a painting.

The painting that was painted in the fiditude on the night when the divinity was first acquired.

Afterwards, it was taken away by the temple, and after inspection, it was just an ordinary item, and later the team leader returned it to himself.

I looked down at the ancient painting under my armpit and hesitated to take it.

In the end, I gave up.

Turn around and open the door and leave.

……

There is no sunrise and sunset, no hunger and exhaustion.

Eternity is frozen in one moment, and each moment is as long as eternity.

Huiheng didn't know how long he had been here, although he was neither thirsty nor hungry, but the mental exhaustion made him unbearable.

He was now lying on the ground, with paintbrushes and graffiti paper around him.

Although he is very attentive, it is still like a child's graffiti.

In all this time, he hadn't seen the man again.

It seems that his arrival has attracted the attention of the natives here, but the peculiarity of the shop makes it impossible for them to really notice themselves.

So he began to feel that something was wrong with Liu Xiao, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Liu Xiao was wrong.

Whether it's the life experience, the process of being a person or being a transcendent person, nothing is right.

Huiheng felt a little nervous.

During this time, he calculated Liu Xiao's future and got the result that he had died, originally he didn't believe it, but after counting it a few times, the result was still the same.

This coincides with the previous information "Northeast Lost Friends", and I can't help but believe it.

Later, he was bored and counted everyone, and only relieved himself after getting that everyone else was okay.

In the end, Yue Fei was calculated, and he got the same result as Liu Xiao.

Looking at the results of the divination, Hui was silent for a long time, and then began to draw, venting his frustration with crazy graffiti.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and began to paint well, but what he painted was not much better than before.

Finally, he lay down on the ground in frustration.

He could feel that he had spent many days here, but he didn't know why he was here, how he was going back, and he didn't know how long he would last.

He was worried about Su Gu.

He wanted to see Su Gu's sweet smile again, he wanted to see her coquettish and cute appearance, and he also wanted her to pretend to be angry and lose her temper at herself.

But more than that, it's worrying.

Worried about whether her mood is still stable.

He even thought that if Su Gu's feelings for him were fake, he wouldn't need to bear the grief of his disappearance.

got up and gave Su Gubu another calculation.

"Lost at work."

Simple result, but Huiheng has already guessed that people with volatile emotions cannot continue to work in the inspection team.

At this moment, in the real world, Liu Xiao happened to open the door and enter the Wanyue calligraphy and painting.

The picture flickered in the corner of Huiheng's eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to see the street at the door of the Wanyue calligraphy and painting, Qingmei Street.

He immediately got up and leaned on the door and looked out through the glass.

But no matter how hard he tries, there is only a piece of pure white, boundless, which is not only dazzling but also dizzying after watching it for a long time.

Delusion?

Huiheng didn't dare to open the door, and he didn't go out again during this time, except for one time when he just started.

Because the sense of oppression given to him by the person who can fly in gorgeous clothes is too strong.

After waiting for a long time, there is still no change.

Huiheng sat back in his place, maintaining his previous appearance, and even shifted his gaze to the tree species on the ground, but his attention was on the corner of his eye.

Still no change.

Just when he thought it was just his delusion, that image reappeared.

The white world outside the door flashed, the door of the store suddenly opened, and a familiar figure appeared and pushed the door and left.

The image is very blurry, overlapping with the surroundings, deriving layers of ghosting.

"Liu Xiao!"

Liu Xiao was very fast, and disappeared outside the door in a flash.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Huiheng Heng shouted and rushed over.

The door of the store suddenly opened, and Hui Heng rushed into the white world, and it was the man who was wearing gorgeous colorful clothes and fluttering shawls face to face with him face to face.

The man's face is so delicate that even if you look at it face to face, you can't find the slightest flaw.

But Huiheng only had fear in his heart.

"You're finally out."

The man smiled slightly, and raised his hand to mark on Huiheng's chest.

A huge blast struck, denting his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards.

But the man's hand did not leave Huiheng's chest, and his body also flew forward at the same speed, and the two entered the store at the same time.

As soon as he entered the store, the man's fluttering body seemed to suddenly have weight, and he was slammed to the ground with a slap.

The man controls the body and stays in place.

But Huiheng's body was castrated, and he continued to fly out upside down, knocking down a shelf.

The sharp pain from all over his body made Huiheng almost faint, and the bright red blood in his mouth kept flowing out and flowing into his lungs, but he no longer had the strength to cough, all the bones in his chest were shattered, and his internal organs were also shattered.

But I heard the surprised voice of the man in colorful clothes: "It turns out that he is hiding here, there are many divinities here, and the emperor will be very happy......"

"Ahh

Huiheng sat up suddenly, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, but found that his chest did not hurt, he did not vomit blood in his mouth, and everything that had just happened was completely gone.

The shelves behind him were still neat, the store door was not opened, and the man in colorful clothes disappeared, leaving only the paper covered with graffiti and the tree seeds thrown on the ground.

The species still shows "work failure", which is the result of Su Gubu's calculations.

From here on, is it all a dream?

Soon Huiheng denied the possibility of dreams, he didn't feel tired at all after being here for so long, he had never slept before, and everything just now was too real.

It's not a dream, but it's so real, that means ......

Looking at the tree species on the ground again, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood.

This is my own prophetic power, predicting what will happen next, and truly seeing and feeling it.

This guess is the only possibility, and there is a method to verify it.

Huiheng sat on the spot, staring at the door seriously, he was waiting for Liu Xiao's phantom to appear again.

Since it is the future that the prophecy sees, then the phantom should reappear, and as long as it really appears, it can prove its guess.

I don't know how long it took, but nothing appeared.

"It shouldn't be." Huiheng frowned.

I don't know how long it took, Huiheng got up and opened the door of the store.

A man in colorful clothes appeared outside the door instantly and looked over: "So you are here." ”

After that, he printed it with one hand......

"Ahh

Huiheng sat up suddenly, touching his face and chest until he was sure that he was intact.

The surroundings are still the same.

It's not a prophecy, it's real, these two times the man saw that what he said was different, but it was the first time he saw himself.

In other words, he waited outside all the time and couldn't remember what had happened.

What has happened is erased, in other words, history is revised.

"Historical ......"

Huiheng stared at the tree species on the ground, and as a prophet, he knew what it meant for history to be revised.

It means that the Bu family is a joke.

All diviner prophets know that history cannot be modified or calculated.

No matter how powerful the Bu family transcendents are, they can't see the past of others, and all the Bu family transcendents are prophets, very single, and there is only a difference between accurate and unaccurate prophets.

It's strange that established facts can't be calculated, but the unknown that hasn't happened can, and the uncertain future can.

But that's just the way it is.

History can only be recorded.

No one knows why, until Liu Xiao appears, he is the only one who can see history.

Liu Xiao ......

Huiheng silently recited this name in his heart, and faintly grasped something.

After a while, he suddenly became angry: "Liu Xiao, you bastard, did you get me here?" ”

Soon he calmed down again, although Liu Xiao was special, he was not so strong, it was ridiculously strong.

Not to mention that he is dead.

The main thing is that he is dead.

Huiheng really didn't want to believe that he was here because of Liu Xiao, if it was because of him, wouldn't he never be able to leave here?

Sitting down and grabbing the tree seeds, he decided to give Liu Xiao another divination, the last time he gave him a fortune was a long time ago.

As the tree species fell, bouncing on the ground, Huiheng's eyes gradually widened.

"Go alone, go away, and be blameless."

Resolute and decided, he is about to travel alone, and although there will be angry things, there will be no disaster in the end.

Liu Xiao is not dead!