Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Feng Yi got out of bed, poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. After a long while, he felt that his racing heart gradually calmed down. Why did he dream of this? Feng Yi felt that something bad was going to happen. He walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He began to think about today's events.

According to the date calculated by the master, today is the best time to take action. As long as it goes through, after Zhang Luojia and Xiaobao die, all Zhang Luojia's luck will be transferred to himself. Everything was originally planned and hired The driver also said he saw the mother and daughter, but for some reason Zhang Luojia turned around and went back to the mall.

The location on his mobile phone showed that Zhang Luojia was always in the mall, so they waited patiently outside for a long time until everyone began to notice something was wrong and asked him to call Zhang Luojia. He punched him angrily, but Zhang Luojia slapped him back. Now that he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, the more wrong he becomes.

She had just changed her mobile phone, so why did she suddenly get a new one? And the old mobile phone is still left in the mall? There is a location on the car, but the car is still parked in the shopping mall parking lot.

It couldn't be such a coincidence. Could it be that Zhang Luojia had already discovered something? Feng Yi shuddered and took another puff of cigarette, feeling a stinging pain on his hand. It turned out that he had burned out a cigarette and burned his hand. I threw away the cigarette butt in a panic, feeling uneasy and uneasy. No, I have to hurry up and go to the master's place early tomorrow morning.

He returned to bed in a daze and continued to sleep. Finally he fell into a deep sleep and fell into a nightmare. He was still in the dark room where the ghost statue was worshiped by the master. He was still standing alone in it, being harassed by the evil ghost statue. Jie monsters surrounded him with a smile. He fled left and right in a panic, and suddenly a raging fire started burning out of nowhere.

Feng Yi on the bed frowned and his face was distorted, but he couldn't escape from the nightmare. This dream was too realistic! The smell of thick smoke was so real that the fire even burned to the soles of his feet!

"Ah——" Feng Yi screamed and was woken up by a burst of burning pain. Damn it, it was really on fire. It was not a dream!

"It's on fire - it's on fire -"

Zhang Luojia opened his eyes and smelled a burning smell. He looked through the door and saw that Feng Yi was forced into a corner by the fire. The fire seemed to be spiritual and surrounded Feng Yi. Needless to say, it must be the effect of a bad luck charm. . She couldn't help but raise her forehead. She really underestimated this talisman, and now she even burned down her own house.

He got up urgently. The security guard and Mrs. Ye downstairs had already gotten up and rushed over with buckets and fire extinguishers. Zhang Luojia went down to the second floor and waited in the lobby. When the firefighters arrived, Feng Yi had a gray head and a gray face, as if he had been burned. Zhang Luojia accompanied the firefighters to the burning room again.

After some inspections, the fire point was found. The firefighter with a steady face said: "The conclusion is drawn. The culprit of this fire is this small cigarette butt. Please tell your family, Miss Zhang, that you must be careful after smoking." Throw the cigarette butts in the ashtray, it’s lucky that there were no casualties this time.”

Zhang Luojia thanked him repeatedly and sent away a bunch of firefighters. When he saw the fire truck roaring out of the courtyard, he returned to the living room with a cold face.

He kept the cigarette butt on him and scolded him as if he was lecturing his grandson: "Is this what happened just now? What kind of shameful thing did you do to make you get up in the middle of the night to smoke? You can still smoke even if you have a cigarette. Huo, you've had enough! You're already in your thirties, can you be more prudent in your work?"

Feng Yi curled up his fingers and squeezed her tightly. Look, what did he like about such a strong woman in the first place? He listened to Zhang Luojia's ramble for a long time without saying a word. It wasn't until she got up and returned to the room that Feng Yi spat viciously, Damn it, I'll let you run wild for two more days.

As the sky turned bright, Feng Yi washed up and drove out early. Zhang Luojia heard the sound of the car starting and then went downstairs to drive out. She fell far behind his car and followed him to the suburbs. A civilian compound.

Seeing Feng Yi turn off the engine and get out of the car, then walk into a small alley and disappear, Zhang Luojia also stopped the car far away and followed him on foot. Feng Yi's figure has disappeared. This area is full of bungalows, with only three or two families living sparsely. Some families have already started to get up and cook. After thinking for a while, Zhang Luojia opened his clairvoyance eyes and searched each family.

Walking to the innermost part of the alley, Zhang Luojia finally found a place. It's a pity that I can only see him and the man in black robe, but I can't hear what they said. He looked at the structure of the house up and down, gathered his strength and took off, using some strength to easily climb over the wall, and tiptoed towards the room where Feng Yi was.

"Master, I almost didn't sleep all night last night. It was so evil. I always feel a little bad." Feng Yi asked urgently, and carefully looked at the circle of enshrined ghost statues.

The master calculated silently and let out a sigh. Although he couldn't see his face clearly under the robe, he clearly felt that he was serious: "I was fine when I was with you during the day yesterday. Have you come into contact with other people since you went back?"

Feng Yi thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, after I broke up with you yesterday, I went there to see my son, and then went home directly at night. There was no strange person."

son? Zhang Luojia was shocked. Feng Yi had indeed cheated on her. Her suspicion was not unreasonable.

After suppressing his thoughts and continuing to listen, the man in black robe spoke again: "That's not right. If you think about it again, is there anything weirder? I noticed the aura of a fellow traveler in you. Someone has placed a bad luck charm on you. , this thing will bring your luck to the lowest point, and it will be excusable for you to encounter any weird and weird things."

Feng Yi's face changed, and he suddenly said: "Bad luck charm? I went home yesterday and wanted to test my wife's mood. I don't know if it was my imagination. I feel that my wife has become much prettier, and she looks a little weird. She said I thought it was weird because she was having her period. Oh, I remembered something. When I came out of her room last night, I felt a chill all over my body."

Trying to recall the details of yesterday, he added: "The last time I accidentally heard her talking to a private detective on the phone, it's been a while, and I really felt like someone was following me, because I knew I couldn't hide anymore. That’s why she’s so eager. I’ve known her for so many years and know her temper. But if she really knew that I was not only cheating on her but also harming her and Xiaobao, she would definitely fall out with me on the spot. But yesterday, besides having a weird attitude It doesn’t seem to matter.”

The man in black robe approached Feng Yi and sniffed him carefully: "You still have a faint smell of the bad luck charm on your body. You are not a very experienced person. You are definitely not my opponent now, otherwise the power of the bad luck charm It won’t be so indifferent now. You don’t have to doubt it. Your wife must have known about your cheating, and she thought of using this kind of magic trick to deal with you for some unknown purpose. I can only say that the two of you are worthy of it. As a family, we all think and do the same thing.”

Feng Yi's legs went weak for a while, and he said with a trembling voice: "Master, help me! I'm not as powerful as the Zhang family, so I won't be their opponent. Now I can only rely on the master. I hope the master can help me change my life. Not to mention Xiaobao's life, I am willing to give you half of my property."

Hearing this, Zhang Luojia roughly figured out the ins and outs of how he ended up like that in his previous life. With a sneer on his lips, he carefully looked at the ghost statues enshrined in this room. Among them, she would not admit that she was wrong even if she beat him to death. It was enshrined by the Yinshan Sect. The King of Ghost Power, one of the many ghosts and gods!

Now that she knew that the man in black robe practiced calligraphy of the Yinshan School, she knew better. She wanted to show off her skills in front of Guan Gong? Then you might as well come over and give it a try.