Somehow, when I heard what he said, my eyebrows jumped a few times.
I stood there and reached out to touch the middle of my eyebrows. The temperature there was much higher than the surrounding body temperature.
I am almost certain that Mr. Mang had a reaction just now.
An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in my heart.
Could it be that... Feng Zhiyuan is here? !
I guessed it was him, but when I saw him in person, I couldn't help but feel scared for a moment.
What a powerful uncle...
The momentum I'm talking about doesn't mean how well-dressed he is, what expensive watch he wears, and how many bodyguards he has around him.
But it's obvious that an ordinary person is different when standing in the crowd.
The confidence and strength radiating from the inside out were like a dazzling halo, covering his body, making people afraid to look directly.
When I rushed to the store, Fang Yunhe had set up a folding table and sat drinking tea with a middle-aged man.
Our store has just been acquired and is still being renovated. In the past few days, workers have just finished dismantling the old things inside. The store is just a rough room. I don’t know where Fang Yunhe found the table and tea set. They were probably from Mr. Li’s house. Bar!
When he saw me, Fang Yunhe smiled all over his face and stretched out his hand towards me: "Master Wen, come quickly, look who's coming..."
I looked at the middle-aged man opposite him, and my eyebrows were beating wildly again, like a cramp, and I couldn't hold it down even if I wanted to.
The man noticed something strange about me, turned around and stared into my eyes, feeling oppressive and self-defeating.
Let’s put it this way…
Just like an ordinary person, the majestic aura of the Four King Kongs appears. It is obviously not an angry look, but it makes people instinctively fear it.
I think this is not his own aura, but the aura exuded by the immortal family on him!
"Are you..." I asked knowingly.
The man saw through it but didn't say anything, so he still cooperated and said: "Feng Zhiyuan."
My calves were trembling when I heard the name.
But I don't dare to show my cowardice. If he sees any clues and wants to attack me, I will really make the sky not respond and the earth will not work.
"Master Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Sure enough... it's better to meet him than to be famous!" I took out the trick I used to deal with guests and greeted him generously and gracefully.
Feng Zhiyuan's eyes were stunned, he didn't expect me to be so generous.
Maybe in his mind, I, an eighteen-year-old girl, would be scared to death when I saw him.
If it were me two years ago, I would have run away without even daring to say another word.
But now, I have almost nothing, so I’m willing to risk everything. The worst thing I can do is start working. I’m barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.
Fang Yunhe laughed so hard that his mouth almost cramped, but in fact he was sweating profusely. It was obvious that he was working very hard.
"That...Master Feng, this is the person you are looking for, Wen Xin, Master Wen." Fang Yunhe introduced.
Feng Zhiyuan suddenly laughed: "You are indeed young and promising. I am lucky to meet you..."
He raised his glass to me, and I raised my glass calmly, and we drank together.
I thought about many scenes of meeting him, fighting each other, fighting each other, and their respective fairy families flying in the air. Unexpectedly... I actually sat with him on a small table and pony on the street, and we were so harmonious. Drinking tea angrily.
Life is really unpredictable...the large intestine wraps up the small intestine!
The people I thought were enemies turned out to be very happy and peaceful.
On the contrary, I thought Gu Zechuan was a cheap fiancé who occasionally showed his presence, but he gave me an atomic bomb.
I sighed and lamented my unreliable sixth sense, and Feng Zhiyuan spoke.
"I came to Yuncheng this time, firstly to settle my fate's family affairs, and secondly to see my old buddy. Unexpectedly, I got an unexpected bonus. I got to know Master Fang and Master Wen." Feng Zhiyuan said gently and humbly. With.
Of course I know who the old guy he wants to see is.
Seeing that Mr. Mang was doing well on me, Feng Zhiyuan didn't say much and had no intention of taking it back.
He is not in a hurry, but I am. Having Mr. Mang with me is like carrying a time bomb at any time.
This time, he dared to make me paralyzed and unable to move. Will he directly kill me next time?
I made up my mind that this Third Master Mang must not be kept.
"There is one thing I want to ask Master Feng."
Feng Zhiyuan always pretended to be stupid and didn't mention Mr. Mang at all, so I couldn't get straight to the point.
So I asked him in a roundabout way, I have a client whose eyes have been changed into demon eyes. What should I do?
We people in the metaphysics circle almost always talk about metaphysics when we get together, such as drawing talismans, chanting incantations, handling special cases, etc. Everyone is accustomed to it.
But Feng Zhiyuan immediately recognized my "friend out of nowhere" and looked at me with interest.
"This friend of yours is quite special. Her body can actually bear the demon eyes."
Feng Zhiyuan said that the flesh and blood of ordinary people cannot withstand the eyes of demons, and they can easily be swallowed up by the eyes of demons, and their souls will be destroyed.
But my body miraculously withstood the power of the demon eyes, and it was so harmonious.
Feng Zhiyuan stared at me carefully with an inquiring gaze: "Master Wen, can I touch your forehead? As long as you touch it, you should be able to know the cause of the problem."
He put down the shiny beads in his hand and stretched out his hand towards me.
By some strange coincidence, I was confused and reached out.
Just when I was about to be touched by him, I suddenly woke up and turned my head to miss his hand.
"No, my grandma said that no one can touch our forehead easily. Our soul, energy and fire are hidden here." I refused bluntly.
I'm not talking nonsense. It's best not to let strangers touch people's foreheads and heavenly caps, as they might take away people's souls.
Feng Zhiyuan was not angry, as if he guessed that I would refuse, he retracted his hand angrily: "It doesn't matter... I was too close to you just now, I have already sensed it, and your friend's evil eye cannot be taken out for the time being, and he still has a wish. unfinished."
Sure enough... it was Mr. Mang who refused to leave.
He stayed with me before, saying it was to prevent Jiang Lanyue, but now Jiang Lanyue has been captured, her life or death is uncertain, and it seems that she will never come back. What reason does Mr. Mang have to rely on me?
This must be a conspiracy, but I don’t know... what Mr. Mang wants.
Feng Zhiyuan has made it so clear, but if I still can't understand it, that's really a blow.
Feng Zhiyuan probably wanted to find Master Mang during this trip.
It's a pity... Mr. Mang doesn't want to leave, which is worth pondering.
"Master Wen, with all due respect, have you encountered any trouble recently?" Feng Zhiyuan asked.
My heart skipped a beat. I had just sealed the altar, and he had already heard about it?
I didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at by me, Feng Zhiyuan held up the tea cup, his two black and translucent eyes had a terrifying power that penetrated people's hearts.
"Don't get me wrong, I just saw the dark clouds over your head and felt that you were in trouble."
That's right, they are all people who eat evil food. Who doesn't have two brushes to recognize people?
I was covered with dark clouds and looked troubled. Fang Yunhe could also see it. He was with me every day. In just a short time, my luck took a turn for the worse. He was about to ask me, but because Feng Zhiyuan was present, he Couldn't speak.
Now that Feng Zhiyuan pointed it out, Fang Yunhe couldn't hide it anymore and asked directly: "Master Wen, what's wrong with you? You don't have this kind of expression when you step on dog shit..."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, I didn't know where to start, and I didn't want to talk about it to Feng Zhiyuan.
Feng Zhiyuan saw my concerns and said with a smile: "Master Wen, it's okay, but how do you know that I'm not here to help you?"
