MTL - Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert-Chapter 1 Kama Street

In October, the weather has gradually turned cold, with a large temperature difference between morning and evening.

There is a touch of red floating on the blue black water, soaking in the lake water, shaking up and down with the fluctuation of the lake water, bright and strange. It drifted slowly, as if following a predetermined track, slowly approaching the shore from the center of the lake...

But at this moment, a sharp crow pierced the silent sky.

Suddenly, a pale face floated on the lake...

Miss Wen's gentle and inexplicable drowned!

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A group of reporters gathered outside Wen's mansion. In order to obtain first-hand information about Wen Rou's death, they kept holding up their cameras and attracted the attention of many others.

But everyone did not find a girl sitting in the corner. She was wearing a white sportswear, with sharp eyes on her clean face, and a lavender bracelet on her fair wrist. There was a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly, "This month's living expenses are here~" She stood up, patted the dust on her sportswear, glanced into Wen's house, then turned and entered. in the crowd.

After leaving the Wen residence, she was about to return to the house where she lived. Her name was Feng Nian, and she was a student of Zuncheng University. Unexpectedly, she actually forgot to bring the door key. In desperation, she had no choice but to go to Jiama Street.

Jiama Street, located in the old city, is the only remaining street paved with bluestone slabs in Zuncheng. The street was cleaned very cleanly, not even a single leaf was seen. The afternoon sun shines on the moss on the bluestone slab, giving it a different kind of vitality. Apart from the people guarding the shop, there were not a single customer on the street.

Jiama, also known as "paper horse" and "sacred paper", is used for folk sacrifices to ghosts and gods. As the name suggests, this street sells items for the dead. There are paper-making shops, incense and candle shops, and of course, coffin shops.

She stopped in front of a shop. The door of this shop is two ancient, dark wooden doors. When I looked up, there was a plaque on the wooden door with the word "coffin" written on it, but because it was a long time ago, the handwriting on the plaque was a bit blurred, and the plaque was also a little crooked, as if it could be blown off by any wind .

Feng Nian knocked lightly on the door, but no one responded, she pushed a little harder, and found that the wooden door was unlocked, she strode into the shop.

Inside the store, rows of coffins are neatly displayed. Looking at it at a glance, it is so dark that it makes people feel a little hairy. But she didn't care much, and walked through the coffin to the backyard alone.

"Grandma Xiang", she called out. The owner of this coffin shop is known as "Coffin Xiang", but no one has mentioned her real name, so she calls her Granny Xiang. Granny Xiang lived next door to her rented house, and she left the spare key of the house with Granny Xiang.

After calling two or three times, there was no response. When she was about to look inside, she accidentally stepped on a small stone and almost fell to the ground. One person stretched out his hand and pulled her out in time to prevent her from falling. All fours.

This also made it the first time for Feng Nian to be so close to a man, her nose lightly touched the left side of the man's face. There was a faint smell of tobacco on this man's body, but it was not unpleasant, but it made her feel a little relieved.

With a tall nose, delicate skin, and double eyelids, Feng Nian couldn't take his eyes off the man in front of him as if he had stepped out of a painting. It was the first time she had seen such a handsome man, and no adjectives could fully describe him. appearance.

"Stand still, I let go." The man's unique voice sounded, perhaps her gaze made him a little uncomfortable, and after she stood firm, she let go of the hand that was holding her.

Feng Nian noticed that apart from his handsome appearance, this man had deep eyes, and even in casual clothes, he could feel a hint of arrogance from him. It's a pity that his seal was black, surrounded by thick black air.

"Xiao Nian," Granny Xiang's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting Feng Nian's thoughts, "Here, the key is here."

Feng Nian has a problem, that is, she often loses things. Counting this time, this is the fifth time she has forgotten to bring the door key this month. Granny Xiang has long since seen her as a stranger. Once she saw her figure, she knew it was the case. Come to get the key again.

But this time, Feng Nian didn't take the key and left. Instead, he pulled Granny Xiang aside, took out a small wooden fish, and said in a low voice, "Grandma Xiang, let him take the wooden fish with him, he is about to suffer a catastrophe." , this wooden fish may save his life."

Granny Xiang squinted her eyes, she didn't expect that with just one glance, Feng Nian could see that the man's seal was black and catastrophe was imminent; Feng Nian already had such cultivation at such a young age, it was amazing.

Seeing that Granny Xiang didn't reach out to take it, Feng Nian directly stuffed the wooden fish into Granny Xiang's hand, "Remember to let him carry it with you, I'll go first." She could tell that this person had a lot to do with Granny Xiang, because The mother-in-law never lets anyone enter the backyard at will, except for her and this man. This wooden fish can be regarded as a thank-you gift to Granny Xiang for helping her keep the keys all the time.

The man sat quietly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com until Granny Xiang handed him the wooden fish Feng Nian just gave him, then he asked, "Aunt Xiang, what is this?"

"Take it with you. That girl's kindness can block you at critical moments." Grandma Xiang sighed softly. She watched the child grow up. It's not that she doesn't know that the child's catastrophe is coming, but But she was helpless, no matter what, what Feng Nian gave might really be able to help him prevent disaster.

As if thinking of something again, Granny Xiang said again, "This girl is a very good child, what a pity..." Granny Xiang hesitated to speak, avoiding the man's probing eyes, and stretched out her hand to wave to the man, "Okay Alright, let's go back quickly, my coffin shop may not be a good place, it's bad luck to stay here."

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Take out the key and open the door.

One living room and two bedrooms are a bit too big for Feng Nian who lives alone. There is no extra furniture in the house, a bed, a dilapidated wardrobe, a desk with a corner missing, a sofa, the edge of the sofa is badly damaged, wrapped in rags, and you can still see it vaguely. The sponge inside.

The monthly rent for such a house in Zuncheng is at least 1,200, but when she rented it, it only cost 300. Apart from the reason of the location, the main reason is that this house is haunted.

She took a bucket of instant noodles, poured it into hot water, put it on the table and waited for three minutes, then she got up to make tea with the remaining hot water. A white shadow suddenly floated to the edge of the table.

"Don't drip your saliva on my instant noodles." She turned around and looked at the female ghost who was about to put her head on the instant noodles with sharp eyes. She still vividly remembers that last time, her bottle of milk had just been opened, and the female ghost drank it if she didn't pay attention. lost.