I'll just set up a stall and force me to kill the gods in the city?

Wang Xiaofei returned to the apartment alone, entered Ruyi Xingkongju and kissed the little fairy, and got these two spells.

The method of using the spell is very simple, it is two seal symbols with strange runes drawn on it.

As long as you stick it on your body, you can let Xueyou Geshen and Uncle Ying possess you, and use their abilities once.

"But what should we do next?"

Wang Xiaofei lost his train of thought, so he left the base immediately, and went to Yelan Street alone to set up a stall for a while.

Of course, he didn't want to earn some pocket money at this juncture, but because the job of setting up a street stall has one advantage, that is, he can meet all kinds of people and learn all kinds of strange things from them. Weird news.

Wang Xiaofei thought, maybe from people's mouths, he could get some news related to his mission.

It was almost late at night, and Yelan Street was still very lively, which was why Wang Xiaofei insisted on setting up a stall on Yelan Street.

He offered his ordinary small commodities from Ruyi Xingkong Juli, and while selling them, he looked at the pedestrians coming and going.

As long as someone came to buy things, he would ask him if he liked Xueyou or Uncle Ying, which made some customers who came to buy things think that there was something wrong with Wang Xiaofei.

"Is it stimulated by not being able to sell the goods?"

"Young man," the middle-aged woman looked like the kind of woman who was thinking about it, she pointed at Wang Xiaofei and began to mutter, "You really don't know, Widow Yang lives in the nearby Lijingyuan community, and she is very fond of Jacky Cheung's song I am very fascinated, if I hear you sing so badly, I will kill you lightly. Just shut up."

Wang Xiaofei was a little helpless, the fruit vendor had already gone home, and the stall vendors who were still around were chatting without saying a word about the huge cloud vortex that appeared in the night sky.

"Oh, Widow Yang is not at home on weekdays, and she drives around. After her husband died, she left a sum of money for her to worry about food and clothing. She doesn't come back until midnight every day. It's hard for you to find her."

Wang Xiaofei really wanted to ask a wild dog running over from the street.

At that time, some people may even be injured or even die.

"Or it's a live broadcast, but there is no mobile phone."

"Auntie, you are right. In fact, I also like Xueyou's songs very much. It's just that I sing too badly. I really want to find someone to learn from. The Widow Yang you mentioned lives in which unit in the community. I think there is a Opportunity to learn from her."

A Xueyou's "Love Letter" began to sing, and Wang Xiaofei became the focus of everyone's attention in an instant.

"Thank you auntie, me, I'll get auntie a girly lipstick, cherry flavor, I guarantee that after auntie puts it on, her lips will be pink and youthful like a [-]-year-old girl."

Wang Xiaofei talked eloquently as if he had come here.

In the discussion among the crowd, Wang Xiaofei suddenly heard a piece of news with practical value.

However, it took less than three days for him to stop the storm.

However, they didn't know that after three days, if they couldn't stop the storm brought by the cloud vortex, the entire Yelan Street would be hit by the storm.

"It's too ugly. People need money to sing, but he sings like hell."

The middle-aged woman's face was full of disbelief.

"Young man, you can see clearly. Auntie, I was also widowed in my early years and stayed alone for many years. What you said is very reasonable. Let me tell you. Widow Yang is in Unit 3, Unit 2, Building 902, Lijingyuan. We It’s just a community.”

However, the Animal Language Yidian app on his mobile phone has disappeared by itself after completing his mission in Xiaokunlun Mountain.

After all, Wang Xiaofei is busy setting up stalls and taking care of his father on weekdays, and he doesn't have much time, energy and money to go to karaoke or something. He just relies on the natural typhoon he has practiced over the years, even if everyone casts contemptuous glances at him. , he is still singing intoxicated.

Time is running out, and Wang Xiaofei, who has no clue, has no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket and start singing Xueyou's song at the top of his voice, hoping that someone or something related to the task will appear.

The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Xiaofei, as if he had a good impression of the widow and won her own favor.

"You are so thin and haggard that it makes me feel bad. Sometimes love is crueler than time. It makes people blind and desperate. I forget that love requires two people with the same heart..."

"Auntie, who is the Widow Yang you are talking about? I sing badly, why was she chopped off?"

At the moment, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and lie, "Auntie, to be honest, I have fallen in love with Widow Yang, and I want to get to know her."

"Hey, who can say clearly about love. The last time she came to my place to buy something, I fell in love with her at first sight. Besides, there is an old saying that goes well, widows and widows, among them The taste is not comparable to those little girls."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaofei's eyes lit up. He knew that when the system issued tasks, everything had already been arranged in the dark, so seemingly unrelated things were actually inextricably linked.

"In the middle of the night, ghosts cry and wolves howl."

Wang Xiaofei seized all slim hopes and eagerly inquired.

"Ah, how could a young man like you fall in love with a widow?"

Time is also a severe test, and he must move forward with the task.

It's not because he sang so well, after all, he hasn't used Xueyou Possession, but because he didn't even have a word in tune, which is rare.

At the beginning, the middle-aged woman introduced the situation of Widow Yang's family very familiarly, but later, she seemed to feel something was wrong, and she became wary of Wang Xiaofei, "Why are you asking about these things, you don't want to go to Widow Yang in the middle of the night, do you?" .Knocking on a widow's door is the worst thing to do."

For ordinary people who are already familiar with all kinds of weirdness brought by the age of star power, perhaps this huge cloud vortex is just a weather anomaly without any danger.

"Hey, at this level, if Widow Yang hears about it, why don't you kill him with a knife?"

Wang Xiaofei showed a look of intense curiosity.

Wang Xiaofei was stunned with a look of despair.

"Hey, I hope I can sing some clues, I have no clue."

Wang Xiaofei was expecting silently in his heart, but he kept singing loudly.

Widow Yang!
Wang Xiaofei immediately stopped singing, and ran to the middle-aged woman who was hacked by Widow Yang for saying that her singing was ugly.

Wang Xiaofei turned around immediately with his mouth that he practiced at a stall, and gave the middle-aged woman a small lipstick that cost five yuan a piece from a little girl, and stuffed it into the middle-aged woman's hands. The excited middle-aged woman repeatedly praised Wang Xiaofei for being sensible.

After seeing off the middle-aged woman, Wang Xiaofei quickly packed up the stalls without any delay, and navigated all the way to Lijingyuan Community.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, which also confirmed that the middle-aged woman was indeed single and bored, and was still shopping in Yelan Street after midnight.

Wang Xiaofei came to Unit 3 of Building 2 and looked at room 902. The room was pitch-black, which made him feel guilty.

That aunt was right. Knocking on the widow's door and digging the grave of the family is really a very wicked thing. If someone sees it, they will be chopped down.