Chapter 589

Wu Chen and Luo Erfei also rushed to the nearby bus stop. It seems that only when they arrived at a crowded place can the breath disappear completely, and no one will use their own divine sense to spy on Wu Chen.

He patted his chest with fear, then quietly took Luo Er to wait for the bus there, and got on the bus with the crowd a few minutes later.

There were not many people in the car, so Wu Chen chose a remote corner later and carefully opened his brocade bag.

There was a note in it, and the content was very simple——

Meet me here at 0 o'clock tonight!

There was a threat inside and outside, and the exclamation mark was outlined with red cinnabar. For a moment, Wu Chen didn't know what to do.

Is what the old man said true?

He could feel that someone was following him, which showed that he should be a practitioner, but why he said this to himself was quite puzzling for Wu Chen.

However, with this mentality, Wu Chen followed the old man's instructions and returned to the crossroad at midnight.

Of course, there was no one to control all the activities in Wang's courtyard.

So relatively speaking, Wu Chen is very relaxed and happy.

In this cross street lane, Wu Chen saw the fortune teller's big black umbrella under the street lamp, and the people under the umbrella.

"It's not raining. Why take an umbrella?"

Wu Chen idly walked over and said to the man, "don't you want to do some performance art here?"

"Oh." Contrary to the character of the day, the fortune teller showed a scornful smile on his face and said slowly to Wu Chen, "boy, do you think I'm like that kind of aimless guy?"

"Someone's going to kill me."

Wu Chen touched the tip of his nose and said calmly to the fortune teller with a smile: "so, are you here to send charcoal in the snow... Or to add insult to injury?"

The wind gently blowing through the alley, let Wu Chen feel a trace of coolness.

Look at this season, it should not rain. If it rains at this time, it also belongs to autumn rain, not to mention the wind. If the wind keeps on, it will not rain.

But sometimes things just happen, and

With the fortuneteller's light chanting, the whole air aroused a cascade of ripples, forming a small border around.

And the direction of the border is Wu Chen's body.

He did not evade, because in this energy, there is endless softness and warmth.

"It's raining. Don't get wet."

It seems that in order to verify the old man's words, the sky suddenly became extremely dark, and even the curvy moon that could have been seen disappeared completely - the dense clouds, like thick cotton yarn, covered the moonlight and could no longer be seen.

The wind also stopped silent.

One after another, it was the heavy rain that pounded the ground, the house and the old man's black umbrella.

It's unusual to have such a heavy rain in such a season.

"On you, it's dry." The old man said without end: "but... Your hands are destined not to be clean."

"What do you mean?"

The old man shakes his head, smiles a little, and says a lot of confusing words: "if everything that should be destroyed is broken and reshaped, it will still be the same. So... Will the despair be forgotten? "

This made Wu Chen more and more confused. Although he didn't understand what he meant, he felt that the old man must have wanted to hint something to himself.

If someone wants to kill himself, he doesn't have the same purpose... Finding out what he wants to do is worth thinking deeply.

"Do you understand?"

Wu Chen shook his head. To tell you the truth, he didn't understand at all. He even felt that he was a middle school student. However, the sharpness of the surrounding atmosphere became more and more intense

There is no doubt that it is a strong and powerful murderous atmosphere. If it's a person's good, it's probably a group of evil spirits and evil spirits who do nothing evil gathered together to emit a strong atmosphere.

These breath, enough to frighten any ordinary people.

But Wu Chen and the old man are not ordinary people, but practitioners.

"You're in trouble." The fortune teller laughed, "but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me. So... What should you do? "

"Stand here and die."

Wu Chen chuckled, and continued to explain: "after all, the other party is not a person, and I am just an ordinary little role."

"Little character?" The old man shrugged helplessly: "you are not. If you are still an ordinary person, I'm afraid other people can't practice it! "

The moment the old man said it, Wu Chen's face changed - how could the old man know everything? And nothing he said was wrong or aimless.

Is such a terrible existence really an ordinary fortune teller?

He didn't believe anything he said.

"Who are you?"

Wu Chen almost rushed over and grabbed him by the collar to ask him what kind of terrible existence he was and why he knew everything about him like the back of his hand!

But he still restrained that impulse, because he knew very well that he could never be the opponent of this old guy. What's more, if he wanted to kill himself, he would have killed himself.

"Don't be nervous. I just don't want a dead man on my turf. And this dead man is the key to the future - losing you is the loss of everyone. "

Wu Chen narrowed his eyes and asked quietly, "who are they? Why kill me? "

"In fact, if you don't come out, they dare not fight with Comrade Wang. But I think... We should divide the whole and solve some problems first, so that you can do big things with ease, can't you? "

This old man also naughty team Wu Chen blinked, for a time let him some don't know how to answer him.

What does he mean by that? Why didn't you understand a word?

Is it difficult to divide as a whole?

"Is it difficult to be the one who killed me? It's not just these. Is there anything else?"

The old man nodded, "well, you're not too stupid. And I bet... This group of people, you can't afford to exist, do you believe it? "

"Blood night is coming, I am not a living Bodhisattva to save the suffering, nor a executioner to kill millions."

The fortune teller slowly put away the big black umbrella and exposed himself to the rain, letting the rain wet his body.

"I'm just the corpse collector of the imperial capital tonight."