"Interfere?"

Hongshu raised his eyebrows: "You speak too lightly."

"If you change the fate of others, you have to bear the consequences."

"What are the consequences?" Shen Muhuai frowned slightly, feeling a little nervous.

Hongshu shook his head: "Master said that he would take care of everything for me, so I don't have to worry."

Shen Muhuai frowned and looked at Hong Comb.

"Okay, let's go!"

When we arrived at Tianyi, it was already dark.

Redcomb went to take a nap, and when she woke up, a group of little carrot heads were surrounding her.

"Sister, Ziyu and Guigui ran away. Sister, can you find them?"

"Don't worry." Redcomb stretched and sat up. "They will be fine."

The children, acting like little adults, breathed a long sigh of relief.

"what time is it?"

"It's almost seven o'clock. Grandma Lu's rice is almost ready." Hong Che was the first to speak.

After eating, Hongshu took Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu to a courtyard, accompanied by Shen Muhuai.

"Old Mrs. Lu, you are watching from the side. No matter what happens, don't panic."

"If you can't accept it, you can go out and wait."

Mrs. Lu shook her head with firm eyes: "No, I'll wait here."

"Okay." Redcomb didn't argue.

They have been married for many years and have a very deep relationship, so it is normal for them not to separate.

Hongshu looked at Shen Muhuai, and just as he was about to speak, Shen Muhuai spoke.

"The kids are watching, don't worry."

Redcomb nodded.

"Mr. Lu, I'm very sorry. I originally planned to catch the culprit for you early, but the plan has been delayed recently because I couldn't keep up with the changes."

"What are you talking about, comb girl? You saved the old man's life, and the old man has to thank you." Old Mrs. Lu said, looking at Mr. Lu, "You think so? Old man?"

"What the old woman said is exactly what I want to say. Girl, you are a good person. It's a pity that I don't have a suitable junior. Otherwise, someone like you..."

"Ahem", Shen Muhuai said at the right time.

Mr. Lu was a little embarrassed.

"I've said too much, girl, whatever you want to do, just do it!"

The old man finished speaking and closed his eyes.

Redcomb couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"Grandpa Lu, what are you doing here? Don't worry, it won't hurt."

"That's right, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Grandma Lu can retreat, but you can't. After all, this bastard is here for you."

Hong Comb said while fiddling with the talisman paper in his hand.

"Old man, let me tell you your situation again."

"Someone put a spell on you, causing you to become a body that gathers Yin, and many things from the underworld will come to you."

"I treated you in stages before, and the ghost energy in you has almost dissipated. Today, we will do it again for the last time. I will help you catch the mastermind behind it."

Mr. Lu nodded, a little nervously: "Okay, I'm here to help, girl."

Seeing that he was ready, Hong Comb cast a spell to control the talisman.

A group of talismans rose high, surrounding Mr. Lu in the middle, flying in circles.

The leaves were whistling all around.

Shen Muhuai protected Old Mrs. Lu behind him and looked around warily.

The dust is flying and there is a dangerous atmosphere everywhere.

Hongshu looked serious, frowning and looking at Mr. Lu, making gestures with his fingers.

"break!"

The moment Hong Comb's words fell to the ground, a strong wind rose.

Seeing this, Hong Comb raised his hand and struck at the talisman seal.

The talisman flew into the sky, and the next second, it crashed down.

Everything became silent.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Lu was about to come over, but Hongshu raised her hand to stop her.

"Don't come over, it's not over yet."

Red Comb looked ahead warily, drawing complicated marks in the air with his hand.

"get out!"

"As expected of his disciple, you are indeed quite capable."

As a high-pitched voice appeared, a man in black also appeared in front of several people.

"Who are you? What kind of hatred does Mr. Lu have against you? Do you want to take his life?"

"Jiejiejie...I don't want to tell you."

Hongshu smiled: "Then I'll hit you until you want to."

The man in black wore a black cloak, and his hat was tightly fastened on his head, making it difficult to see his face.

The man in black was wearing tattered cloth shoes, and his exposed skin was wrinkled, and he looked like he was quite young.

"Hit me until I want?"

"You are louder than your master."

Redcomb smiled, and two mourning sticks appeared behind him.

"It's these two again, it's not like I haven't seen them before in your live broadcast room."

"So what?"

Hongshu raised her hand, and the two mourning sticks fell into her hands obediently.

"Even if you have seen me, I can beat you until you cry for father and mother."

As soon as Hong Comb finished speaking, the man in black felt awkward.

Looking back, he saw two mourning sticks floating in the air, looking at him sullenly.

Although they have no face or expression, the man in black feels their emotions.

When he turned around again, he saw two mourning sticks in Hong Comb's hand.

"Why do you have four mourning sticks?"

The man in black screamed, completely losing the strategizing he had just done.

Hongshu smiled, "What do you mean?"

Hong Comb hit him with a stick and the stick broke.

"Silly, see for yourself what this is?"

"wood?"

The man in black looked at the fracture, feeling that he had been tricked, and looked at Redcomb angrily.

"You lied to me."

"What kind of lie? This is called a war that never tires of deceit. Besides, it's you who are stupid, so don't blame me."

"you……"

Redcomb: "I told you, besides 'you', what else could you say?"

"I'll give you three more seconds. If you don't tell me who is behind this, I will send you to pieces."

"How could I possibly tell you this scheming bad woman."

"three."

"Eight hundred years later, I am a good man again. If you have the ability, you can marry me. Come on."

For some reason, Hong Comb always felt that there was something wrong with this voice, as if it was not the same voice as before.

The man in black coughed twice and returned to his hoarse voice.

"Come on, if you don't kill me today, you will be a dog."

Hong Comb suppressed his anger and smiled slightly: "Two."

"Oh, I didn't even blink today."

Redcomb: "One."

"and many more."

Seeing the red-combed wail stick eager to try, the man in black panicked.

"I really don't know who that person is. I'm just an order taker. Who knows who is on the other side? I beg you, I'm just making a living, so aren't your live broadcasts of fortune telling also making a living? Everyone It’s all the same, just show your respect.”

The ghost-killing rope suddenly flew out from Hong Comb's hand and entangled the man in black.

"You know my master?"

"I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense, I beg you, I don't want to die."

"Tell me your contact information, and how did you take the order?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like