This magical weapon that looks like a kitchen knife looks particularly awkward.
But the feel doesn’t lie, this is definitely serious stuff.
I smacked the Yahuazi and said, "Are you sure this thing can be used?"
Xiaobai glared: "It can't be used, you use this thing to chop me!"
Seeing him swearing poisonously, I couldn't continue to ask any more questions.
"Logically speaking, it's quite hard for you to do this job, so I shouldn't bargain with you."
When it came time to pay, I couldn't help it anymore and waved the kitchen knife in front of his eyes.
"See for yourself, does this thing have anything to do with a sword?"
Xiaobai scratched his head: "How about you give me less?"
After paying the bill, I walked out with the kitchen knife.
Perhaps its heavy feel gave me confidence. Putting it in my arms, I did feel much more at ease.
Most of my money was given to Xiaobai.
On the way back, I can only choose the bus.
As I was walking towards the bus stop, there was a sudden commotion behind me.
I looked back and saw a group of people gathered behind me downstairs.
Looking up according to the gaze of the crowd, I saw a man standing on the partition wall of the balcony on the seventh or eighth floor.
This partition wall is used to distinguish the area of two households. It is not so much a wall as a half-meter-wide stack.
Does this person not want to live anymore?
The noise around him became louder and louder, with some shouting to call the police and others shouting to find family members.
I held up the pergola with one hand and took a closer look.
Behind this man, there was a woman with a pale face and wearing an embroidered burial suit!
Ever since Chen Changming gave me that stuff, it was a blessing in disguise.
At least now I can see ghosts without any external force.
Although I gained this with my body, I must admit it.
This ability is still the envy of countless Yin and Yang gentlemen!
I'm pretty sure it's a ghost!
The moment I saw her, the female ghost suddenly turned her head towards me.
Her pale eyes turned rapidly in the dark sockets, and two tears of blood flowed down from her eyes.
What's going on? Scared me?
Logically speaking, I am weak now and should not care about this matter.
Saving someone's life is a supreme merit.
Now that you have encountered it, you have to take care of it!
At this time, several sharp cries suddenly burst out from the crowd.
I looked back and saw a young ***, covering his mouth and staring blankly at the balcony.
From a distance, I felt that something was wrong with this woman.
She has a face with oval seeds, peach blossom eyes, eyebrows with willow leaves, and fair skin that glows coldly in the sun.
This is a typical foxy face. No man can survive more than three rounds under this skin.
But she happened to have weird razor-edge cheekbones.
The cheekbones are high and thin, and when viewed from the side, they look exactly like the blade of a knife.
According to the photo books, this kind of woman is mean and cunning.
He obviously has a charming face, but he has a shabby appearance.
The woman put her hands in front of her mouth like a trumpet and shouted at the man.
I heard the implication behind the words, she should be that man’s family member.
I hesitated for a moment, then quickened my pace, walked behind him, and said softly.
"Stop shouting, it's useless."
When the woman turned around, panic appeared in her eyes, and she strode back.
Unexpectedly, she didn't stand firm, her high heels sprained her feet, and she made a muffled sound.
"Ah~"
I'm ashamed to say it, but this sound really made my bones feel a little numb.
"Who are you?"
The woman asked while rubbing her heels with one hand.
I confirmed her identity again: "Are you a family member of the person above?"
"ah."
The woman was obviously hesitant: "Yeah, what's the matter?"
"Let me ask you, do you know anyone..."
As I said that, I looked up at the female ghost behind the man: "A woman with straight bangs and an oval face?"
