Putting down the yellowed photo in his hand, Ning Qiushui felt his heart beating wildly!

Who is spying on him all the time?

Even...... Even the Misty World can't stop the other party's prying eyes!

Sitting on the sofa, Ning Qiushui finally came back to his senses after a long time.

After a moment's hesitation, he sent the messages to his friend 'Mole'.

The mole quickly replied:

"Well, the last letter hasn't been checked yet, and here's another one...... Okay, don't worry, I'm not very busy during this time, I'll find a way to help you, if it doesn't work, I'll contact that woman......"

At the mention of that woman, Ning Qiushui was obviously stunned, and after a while, he only said:

"Thank you."

Hanging up the phone, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and collapsed limply on the sofa.

One morning a few days later, Ning Qiushui was brushing his teeth when he suddenly felt something in his heart.

He rinsed his mouth briefly, went to the window, and looked downstairs.

Sure enough.

Heavy fog rose in the complex.

A dilapidated bus was parked downstairs under them, with the bus as the center, and there was no fog within a radius of ten meters, as if it was separated.

Ning Qiushui opened the door.

The entire building was silent.

It was as if he was the only one left here.

Ning Qiushui sighed, went home and picked up the blood jade that was brought out from behind the first blood door, and went downstairs.

As soon as I got on the bus, I heard a familiar voice and was pleasantly surprised:

"Little brother!"

Ning Qiushui looked up and was stunned for two seconds before he realized...... It turned out to be Liu Chengfeng.

It's just that after Liu Chengfeng went back this time, he seemed to have straightened himself and shaved his beard.

Liu Chengfeng, who has no beard, looks a lot cleaner and fresher, but the whole person still looks rough.

"Just us?"

Ning Qiushui sat next to Liu Chengfeng.

"Probably so."

Liu Chengfeng sighed.

Although he still had that big grin, Ning Qiushui still saw Liu Chengfeng's dark circles.

Apparently he hasn't slept well these days.

"Nightmares these days?"

Ning Qiushui asked.

Liu Chengfeng nodded, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and scolded:

"Fuck it, that female ghost...... It appears in a dream every day, and it scares Lao Tzu to death. ”

Ning Qiushui quipped:

"Then she really loves you deeply, as the so-called marriage is a thousand miles away, you have to cherish such an opportunity......"

Burst!

Liu Chengfeng, who was drinking water, couldn't help but squirt out.

"Little brother, you've gone too far!"

"Since you know how to cherish her so much, why don't you let you love her well!"

Ning Qiushui shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully:

"I want to, too, but people don't look down on me, and they haven't come to my dreams once."

Hearing this, Liu Chengfeng's face turned a lot paler, and he scolded a few words in a low voice.

Then Ning Qiushui on the side suddenly thought of something, and asked:

"By the way, you haven't told me why the first blood door is sticking to me."

After several days, this issue was mentioned again, Liu Chengfeng's eyes rolled, and he said mysteriously:

"Little brother, let me ask you a question...... Do you believe in fate? ”

Being asked by Liu Chengfeng, Ning Qiushui was stunned.

He pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"I don't believe it."

Liu Chengfeng smiled.

"I believe it."

I saw his palm flip, and three square-eyed copper coins appeared in it.

They are worn by red, yellow, and blue thin lines.

"In that bloody door, I counted a total of three trigrams."

"In the end, I found out that the other two hexagrams are all dead hexagrams, only the hexagram on you is different, little brother."

"Little brother, you are in the team...... The only hexagram. ”

Ning Qiu's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile:

"Liu Chengfeng, you really know how to tell fortunes."

Liu Chengfeng sighed:

"There's no way, it's not easy to eat these days, walking the rivers and lakes, and you don't have to be overwhelmed by your skills!"

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

Hearing Ning Qiushui's question, Liu Chengfeng looked taboo:

"Little brother, we are also particular about our line-"

"First, you can't tell your own fortunes, you can't count others, you can't count yourself, and you will definitely die!"

"Second, you can't tell your peers when you know!"

"Third, you can't tell fortunes to the dead!"

"In addition to these three, there are two things that don't count—"

"First, for the fortune teller, you can't say everything, the more you say, the more you will lose your life."

"Second, you can't say anything that has too much impact, if it's just to save a person, or help him recover a disaster, in fact, the impact on the fortune-telling itself is limited, but if that person's life and death involve too many things...... Then, the diviner must not interfere at will, otherwise he is likely to be punished by heaven! ”

Ning Qiushui understood.

"So, when it's over, you say it, and it won't be affected, right?"

Liu Chengfeng nodded.

"Of course."

"It's okay to say whatever has happened."

The bus drove into the fog, and no other passengers came up, and the two of them came all the way to the familiar house, and as soon as they entered, they saw four people sitting in the hall.

They seemed to be discussing something important, and as soon as the two entered, the conversation between them was immediately suspended.

"It doesn't seem like the right time for us to come."

Ning Qiushui said half-jokingly.

Liangyan replied lightly:

"The house is our home, and it is also your home, you can go home whenever you want, there is nothing inappropriate."

"By the way, your second door is going to open, are you ready?"

Ning Qiushui sighed.

"If you're not ready, can you just not go in?"

There was an inexplicable silence in the hall for a while.

Bai Xiaoxiao got up.

"Let's go, go to the third floor."

She changed into a sporty slim outfit, looking more youthful and energetic, not as bewitching as she had been in her nightdress.

The two followed her to the third floor of the house.

In the center, there is still the wooden door that exudes a cold atmosphere.

Outside, there are a few more lines of bloody letters.

[Mission: Survive the temple sacrifice on the seventh day of the village]

[Clue——]

[The good man drained his blood and turned into rain; The merciful man cuts off his head and gives stability; The innocent people closed their eyes, begging for rain and stability, and they waited, waited, waited, waited......]