Out of the "Rouge Building", looking at the girls who were recruiting guests with flowers and branches, looking at the flowers in front of them, an illusion of peace in the prosperous world, Su Hongxin looked stunned, if he remembered correctly, it would not take a few days for this huge Jinghua to follow in the footsteps of Tianjin City, under the artillery fire, everything was turned into ashes.

Witnessing the scene of corpses everywhere in Tianjin, he is inevitably a little disheartened now, the general situation is difficult to change, and he is powerless to return to heaven, and the country is beyond help.

No one can save him, not even him, how is he different from the millions of people in this city, there is no difference, the only difference is that he knew the outcome in advance, from an unrelated bystander, to now he has walked in person.

However, it is difficult to calm down.

Su Hongxin looked at the dark and simple ring on his hand, looked at the dark red pupil-like strange pattern on it, and was silent.

said that as soon as he walked out of the alley, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he had already found the two maids who chased out.

Eyes turned a few times, and did not leave, just wandering around in one alley after another, like a prostitute looking for flowers and willows, looking at the girls critically, meeting this well-behaved and sweet-mouthed, and also free up his hands to reward the two eldest sons, but if he met the "Xianggong" who threw flattering eyes, he was definitely running fast.

Only made a few trips in the alley, alley, and secret door, and when the two tails behind his buttocks were thrown away, Su Hongxin smiled, knocked on the fan in his hand, and prepared to go back.

Today's trip, although it is just to explore the bottom of the "White Lotus Sect", but the harvest is not small, and there is no hurry to do it, not to mention that this "White Lotus Sect" does not look as simple as it seems.

"The sect members are all equipped with miraculous skills, I really don't know how powerful the sect leader is, it seems that this is a big hornet's nest, whether it can be stabbed or not!"

I'm thinking about it.

At this time, Su Hongxin suddenly realized a strange thing.

The vision in front of him was dark, and there was a figure, busy with his pace, and was about to avoid it, but when he heard a sudden oops, a person had already crashed into him.

Su Hongxin subconsciously wanted to step back, but the person on the ground hugged his left leg like a prophet, shouting in his mouth.

"Bump someone, hit someone!"

With a twist of his brows, he sighed in his heart, a pair of eyes secretly contemplated, all this looks like a coincidence, but his big boxer's skills, not only did he not notice that someone was in front of him, but he didn't dodge, and now he was even more embraced by someone who took the lead, which is a bit unbelievable.

This person on the ground is not simple, could it be that he is a master of the White Lotus Sect?

He tensed up, looked down, but saw that the person on the ground was actually the appearance of a wandering magician, wearing a tattered gray-black Taoist robe, with a thin body, and a dirty long banner in his hand, with eight big characters written on it: "Life and death, life and death, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable!"

He was a fortune teller.

"Don't shout, just say what you have to say, let it go!"

Su Hongxin said lightly, his left leg secretly spontaneously, and then trembled, and when he saw that the Taoist priest on the ground was still not moving, he took a deep breath and changed his tone.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

At the same time, he secretly scolded in his heart that he could meet porcelain in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and he Su Hongxin was the first one.

"Lose money, eat, drink!"

The Taoist priest's crying voice stopped, and he raised his face, but Su Hongxin's heart suddenly changed, not that he was ugly, but that this person had a different face, a face looked ordinary, but his face was red, as if he had drunk alcohol, and he was red, I am afraid that Guan Gong's face is nothing more than that, is there really someone in this world who looks like this?

Su Hongxin's eyes narrowed slightly, he wanted to try it, but this person had a lot of eyes, not to mention, this person didn't necessarily have other actions, he forced his mind and said: "You get up first, whatever you want to eat and drink, I will follow you!"

"Hehe, it's over if you say no!"

Immediately, I saw that the Taoist priest got up from the ground, patted the robe on his body, bared two rows of blackened yellow teeth, laughed non-stop, and a pair of slightly bulging eyes looked up and down on Su Hongxin's body, and there was a sound.

"This place is not good, the wine is dirty and the meat is dirty, you come with me!"

Su Hongxin didn't refuse, his eyes flickered, but he wanted to see what tricks this person wanted to play, and his mouth was not salty and indifferent: "Okay!"

This person doesn't know how long he hasn't taken a bath, and there is an indescribable sour smell all over his body, and his bare feet are full of mud, and when he heard Su Hongxin's promise, he walked in front of him with a shock, and shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "Life and death, life and death, blessings and disasters are unpredictable!"

Su Hongxin frowned when he heard this, and he sneered: "Stinky fortune teller, since fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, what kind of fate do you have?"

The Taoist walked swaggeringly. "It is precisely because of the unpredictable blessings and misfortunes that I am asked to count, if everyone knows their own blessings and misfortunes, then I am still a ball, and I must not starve to death?"

Su Hongxin was funny to listen to.

But then he heard the Taoist and said without looking back: "Don't laugh, in my opinion, you are about to come to a catastrophe!"

Su Hongxin raised his eyebrows. "Old man, your trick of deceiving people in the market is useless to me, what do you want to do, draw a line!"

saw that Lao Dao didn't answer him, just shook his head and said something strange. "Everything in this world seems to be accidental, but everything has a fixed number in the underworld, karma, the cycle of heavenly principles, it can't be reversed, it can't be changed!"

When Su Hongxin heard this, the expression on his face first stiffened, and then slowly became weird, and even the eyes of the Taoist also changed a little, and by the way, he also looked at the ring on his hand, but unfortunately there was nothing unusual, but he actually had a kind of apprehension in his heart inexplicably, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw and retreat.

Thinking in his heart, his body seemed to be uncontrollable, in a daze, and he didn't know how far he had followed the Taoist, just waiting for two words to ring in his ears.

"It's here. ”

Only then did Su Hongxin come back to his senses.

When I looked closely, I came to an unknown corner alley.

In the middle of the night, the alley is actually very lively, blowing and blowing, as if there is still the movement of singing, there are more people, the hawkers are selling the things in their hands, and there are tables on the side of the road, many vendors stir the soup pot, and they don't know what is boiling in the pot, the boiling is steaming, and there is red light and green light in the pot from time to time, so that from a distance, there seem to be light clouds and mist shrouded in the alley, floating and overflowing......

But Su Hongxin glanced at it, and his whole face was very ugly, and it was all green.

His eyelids jumped, and he saw a vendor not far away lifting the big spoon that stirred the soup pot, and in the spoon, there was a human head, boiled white and rotten.

This is, ghost city?

Su Hongxin's hairs stood on the back of his hand, and his heart shook wildly.

What kind of people are these in front of him, it is clearly a group of lonely ghosts who are dying, unconsciously, he actually went to a ghost market inexplicably, of course he was greatly surprised, and what is the origin of this old way, dare to lead him to this ghost market to eat and drink, could it be, this person in front of him is a thousand-year-old ghost?

：。 ：m.x