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    Xie Ke listened quietly.

    Phoenix also listened to this and laughed at the cowardice of human beings.

    Many times, the phoenix is ??an out-of-reach phantom to him, which he cannot fathom or guess.

    But at a certain moment, Xie Ke felt that the Phoenix really existed, as if it was beside him.

    Like a child, he is full of curiosity about everything in the world, but he pretends to be indifferent and a stranger.

    Xie Ke said: "I want to go take a look."

    Phoenix snorted softly, "It's up to you."

    Xie Ke looked out the window. On a Fengyue Street outside the window, the fragrance of rouge spread all the way.

    Directly opposite, a woman stood by the window wearing a gauze, laughing softly, her red sleeves fluttering in the wind.

    The woman noticed his gaze, and cast a flirtatious look over her, still teasing him.

    She twirled her orchid fingers lightly and said with a smile on her red lips, "Young Master, do you want to come over and play?"

    Xie Ke looked away calmly.

    Next to Xie Ke sat another scholar, wearing a blue robe, looking at the woman with disgust, "She is indeed a slut. She seduced people to death a few days ago, and now she is doing evil again."

    The blue-robed scholar was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "Slut! Bitch!"

    His voice filled with indignation reached the pavilion across the street, but the woman seemed not to hear it. She lowered her eyes and smiled, looking only at Xie Ke from beginning to end.

    Xie Ke didn¡¯t say anything.

    Shen Yun and Gu's cold voice sounded, "What is she doing?"

    The woman in pink gauze kept waving to him.

    Shen Yun came to the conclusion: "She is inviting you."

    Xie Ke was stunned and wanted to laugh.

    He touched the wall of the white jade cup with his fingers, once or twice, but said nothing.

    When he reached the remote hill, the weather was gloomy and it began to rain. The rain stopped and the mountain was shrouded in a black air, which looked evil from a distance.

    Far away from the foot of the mountain, there is a simple tea shop with only a few customers.

    Xie Ke was dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat, coming out of the rain with a cold and lonely temperament.

    At first glance, he doesn¡¯t look like a normal pedestrian.

    The tea seller is a little girl, in her twenties and eighties, dressed in simple clothes, but with a clear smile.  The eyes are big, the teeth are very white, and the long hair is braided and tied with red beads.

    When the little girl saw him, her eyes lit up: "Sir, come in and have a bowl of tea."

    Xie Ke took off the hat and put it aside. He raised his eyes, and the scars on his face made it even more mysterious.

    The little girl blushed.

    Xie Ke said, "A bowl of tea, thank you."

    The little girl rarely saw such a handsome man. She was dumbfounded for a moment. Then she reacted and looked away sheepishly, "Well, okay, sir, wait a moment."

    After Xie Ke sat down, he found that there were two people next to him, a child of seventeen or eight years old and an old man in his sixties.

    Both of them were wearing the same tattered clothes and were so skinny that only skin and bones could be seen.

    I heard the boy ask the old man, "Grandpa, how long will it take for us to get to my aunt? I'm so hungry."

    The old man said, "Just climb over another mountain. Just be patient."

    The boy¡¯s stomach made a growling sound. There was no flesh on his face, so his eyes were very big. He curled his lips in grievance, ¡°Yeah.¡±

    When the girl brought Xie Ke¡¯s tea, the two of them also stood up and planned to leave.

    "Girl, check out."

    The old man stood up on crutches and wanted to pay. His old brown hand took out a ball of yellow cloth from his sleeve. The moment he opened the yellow cloth, his face became stiff.

    There is only a solitary copper coin on it.

    After the girl placed the tea on Xie Ke's table, she wiped her hands clean on her clothes.

    Then he turned around and saw a copper coin in the old man's hand. He took it from his hand naturally and said with a smile: "Okay."

    The old man was standing there, his dark face turned a little red. He wanted to say something, but the girl said before he could say anything, "Old man, I'll come back next time."

    The boy didn¡¯t know that his grandfather was embarrassed just now. He just touched his empty belly, tugged on the old man¡¯s clothes, and said, ¡°Grandpa, why are you still standing there? Come on, I¡¯m starving to death.¡±

    The old man lowered his head, responded vaguely, took the boy's hand and left.

    The girl sent them away with a smile and put the copper plate into her sleeve.

    Xie Ke picked up the bowl and took a sip.It was incredible: "Brother Xie? You what are you doing here?"

    Xie Ke said: "I feel something is fishy. Come and have a look in his room."

    Qiong Chu¡¯s expression was slightly stiff: ¡°Something strange?¡±

    She forced out a smile and said, "What's the matter, why did you find me here?"

    Without waiting for Xie Ke's answer, she said first: "Is it because the young master of the Fox Clan has not left Buzhou Mountain for a long time?"

    Xie Ke nodded.

    He didn¡¯t ask why Qiongchu was here, but Qiongchu¡¯s eyes were sharp and he directly saw the book in the corner and pointed at it: ¡°Brother Xie found this in the room?¡±

    Xie Ke didn't intend to hide it, so he took out the book and opened it under the moonlight: "Well, it's full of names."

    Qiongchu came over, bringing the girl's unique fragrance. She stretched out her hand and turned the pages of the book.

    Xie Ke was stunned when he saw her hand. The girl's hand was actually wrapped with a layer of bandage, but it was clear that she was not injured during the day.

    He hesitated for a while and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

    Qiong Chu was looking down at the writing on it carefully. When asked by Xie Ke, she said calmly: "It's nothing, just

    It was scratched by a stone.  "

    Xie Ke didn¡¯t believe it.

    Qiong Chu¡¯s eyebrows turned, then she looked at Xie Ke with a smile, her voice was long and charming: ¡°Brother Xie, are you concerned about Chu¡¯er?¡±

    Xie Ke: "What did you find?"

    Qiong Chu didn¡¯t want to say it, so he didn¡¯t need to ask.

    Qiong Chu smiled brightly.

    After she suppressed her smile, she pointed at the first name and said, "Brother Xie, do you see the blackness in this name?"

    "Um."

    Qiongchu said: "It's a coincidence. I saw it in an ancient book, but I didn't expect to actually use it today."

    Qiongchu said: "This is the word ØÌ. The deceased must have been extremely resentful before he was alive, so he concentrated on this name, and the resentment did not dissipate for a long time."

    This black thing is actually resentment.

    Xie Ke was thoughtful and thought of a more biased method.

    And Qiongchu rubbed those three words with his fingers, and the nails on his nails were bright red, "This resentment can be used by us. There is a psychic technique, and we can use the resentment of the deceased to see some scenes of his life."

    Xie Ke lowered his eyes, he just thought of the art of psychic.

    From this long-dead name, maybe we can actually see something.

    "Try it."

    Xie Ke put his hand on the three words, closed his eyes, and the sea of ????consciousness was peaceful. The three words of Ruan Qingshu on his fingertips spread out bit by bit, and the words were shapeless, and finally turned into a picture of a person who seemed to be crying and laughing.  Face.

    The surrounding scenes faded away like ink, and finally he saw Ruan Qingshu¡¯s memory.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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