In fact, she felt that she already had the answer in her heart, but it wasn't until she saw Jiu Ze nodding that she burst into laughter. Her mood suddenly became relaxed. She squeezed the arm that was holding her shoulders and touched her collarbone along the way.

"...Young man...what are you so happy about?"

Perhaps thinking of urban legends such as karma and retribution, the driver couldn't help but cast a wary look in the rearview mirror.

"I was just telling myself that I would give you money when I get there." Si Ling pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked back, "Don't leave me halfway."

"I suddenly remembered something urgent. Can I send it to the door of the community for you? I don't want any money..."

Si Ling did not answer the driver again. Her pleasant explanation did not apply to the current situation. She needed a threat.

"Hey, look how scary this is. My beauty is so cute when she looks fierce!" Jiuze smiled and stretched out his hand to make a few gestures in the air, as if touching her head.

If Fang Muzhi had not died, Zhou Xian'an's last words would not be valid, or maybe they failed to understand Zhou Xian'an's meaning from beginning to end.

"Jiuze, do you know how to trap a person? Like being trapped in a nightmare? Maybe several people? You can also add some conditions,"

"There are many methods, the most basic one is the Ghost Wall Formation. There are also the Fuhun Formation and the Five Elements and Bagua Formation. This kind of formation also has different effects depending on the ability of the person setting up the formation. It can trap several people, and it doesn't matter how long it takes.

Easy to talk about. Do you want to learn? I can teach you."

"I want to know how to break the formation."

"Breaking the Formation. It's easy to say. It's just that people who are greedy for life are afraid of death. If they can't get love, they have to let it go. The human heart, even if you experience it thousands of times, sometimes you still can't break the obsession in your heart."

"So that's it. Death is not the way out. It depends on why you die and why you are afraid of death." Siling thought, unconsciously touching his abdominal muscles with his palms. It was forbidden for the trapped people to talk about the formation.

So Zhou Xianan asked Jiang Yu to convey it?

It seems like her nightmare is related to Fang Muzhi or Jiang Hua?

Fang Muzhi is here, where is Jiang Hua?

The door to his house was closed, and no one responded when he rang the doorbell. Instead, the neighbor across the door heard the sound, opened the door and said, "He and his girlfriend were poisoned by gas and were sent to the hospital."

"Affected, which hospital?"

The neighbor was stunned when he saw Fang Muzhi, "When were you discharged from the hospital? How is your girlfriend?"

"My surname is Fang." He inquired about the specific hospital, and explained the problem of the twin brothers to his neighbor for a long time. When he came out again, it was already dark.

Under bright street lights, rushing vehicles, and pedestrians, a few junior high school students happened to bump into Si Ling. The boy who hit him was stunned. The classmate next to him walked and apologized for him, and happened to pass through Jiu Ze's body:

"I'm sorry! You bumped into someone!" "I'm sorry, he doesn't have eyes!" As they said that, they laughed again and ran away in pursuit.

Jiu Ze waved his hand in front of her eyes and asked, "Why don't you leave? Why are you so dazed?"

She looked up at the sky. It was pitch black and she couldn't see the moon. "Let's go get some money and change some pants first?"

…

"Don't tell me that you are helping to move, even if you are helping to demolish the building, there is no way you can get in from my place."

Seeing that Si Ling had failed to communicate with the uncle in the girls' dormitory for the third time, Jiuze's new face frowned again, "Don't you have any friends who can give you your wallet?" An old ghost who has made thousands of dollars.

, he never thought that he would be stumped by a pair of pants.

"Stop changing your faces. If we are together like this, I will recognize the wrong person in a minute."

"You can't recognize anyone with your eyes, so why are you so angry? Look at the beautiful night, it's actually good to perform on the street, you can move things through the air, it's foolproof! Let alone a set of clothes, you can dominate the whole street in a minute

Street market!”

…

Although Jiuze's plan sounded very thorough, but actually standing on the overpass, Siling still gave up. She approached Jiuze, lowered her voice and asked: "How about going to the police station to register? Borrow some money.

?It’s just a question of whose ID number to keep..."

"Mom, that bottle is flying!"

Panicked Si Ling:?

Jiuze: "Say it! Scream!"

Si Ling: "Ha!"

Jiu Ze: "Movements! Magic skills! Learn from me, yes, like this..."

Shirtless Sling:...

Jiuze: "Shout! Promote! Attract the judges! Think about your pants!"

Siling dug her toes into the ground: "...magic show, flying bottles!"

"Go, go, go, it's all a lie, there's a thread holding it there." The woman took the child to the other side, her voice not too loud, not too quiet, just enough for everyone around her to hear.

Si Ling: "Hey, don't go, don't go, you can fly wherever you want!"

This sentence attracted many passers-by to stop, and someone in the crowd shouted: "Then take a look at the fortune teller's signature." Many people echoed her words. Only then did she notice that she was sitting next to her.

A gentleman who reads palmistry.

"Okay, okay. Ask him for a price. One hundred, no, five hundred!"

Si Ling's eyes twitched, "Is the card issued by the girl next door good? Please give me a reward, I have to spend money to buy these small items -"

Mr. Palmist, who had grabbed a good deal, snorted coldly, his voice like running water from the mountains, and said slowly: "Young boy with a yellow mouth, how dare you sign in front of the master."

"I'll bet a hundred dollars on this guy to win."

"The fortune teller's voice sounds like that of a distinguished person."

Si Ling followed Jiu Ze and said awkwardly: "Everyone who has money will support you, and those who don't will support you by yourself. It's not easy to be an entertainer, please bear with me, and I'll be honest with you. Give me a hard-earned fee, and we'll start right away!"

Sure enough, someone in the crowd took out cash and slapped it in front of Si Ling's face. There were also comments nearby: "Hey, aren't these two families playing tricks on each other?"

If it weren't for Jiu Zeyan's happiness, Si Ling really wanted to find a place to escape. As the fortune teller's lottery tube rose from the ground, there were more and more doubts. Some people even insisted that there was a string, and some people tried to

Reach out and touch the nearby mechanism.

"Fall!" the fortune teller shouted, pointing his fingers forward.

Jiuze held up the lottery tube, unmoved, and even turned around in a normal manner.

This looked more like a premeditated scam. Only the girl at the stall next to me smiled and clapped, "Fly my hairpin in a while."

The crowd was busy, and someone shouted: "Chengguan!"

The fortune teller turned around with the stool and disappeared into the crowd, without even glancing at the lottery tube floating in the air.
Chapter completed!