331 The First Assassin (24)

Although the appearance of this young master Dai Mili cannot be clearly seen, judging from his appearance and temperament, he is not an ordinary person. You actually believe this stuff?

Linhuai stood quietly, the corners of his snow-colored clothes flowing softly against the wind, and the fingers protruding from his sleeves were slender and perfect, as white as jade against the snow-colored clothes, he moved slightly and then let go.

The slender figure outlines a picture of absolute tranquility.

A money scam?

Forget it then.

In the quiet night, the old fortune teller pushed the locked door and took out a small iron piece from his pocket that he didn't know where it came from.

Bending down, using the moonlight shining through the only hole in the top, he fiddled with the rusty iron piece and inserted it into the gap in the lock.

After struggling for a long time, the old man was so tired that he just sighed when he heard the sound of someone coming in the darkness.

He immediately retreated onto the straw pile and quickly buried the iron piece in the grass.

Who would come to a place like this in the middle of the night?

Perhaps after staying in a place with poor lighting for a long time, his eyes have adapted to this environment.

I saw the snow-colored clothes fluttering softly, and the clean color was incompatible with this place. Obviously there will be no wind blowing in here, but it seems to bring a refreshing breeze.

The old man held his breath, feeling that the man who made no footsteps must have extraordinary skills, and maybe he was here to rescue him!

That clean sliver flashed past the entrance of the cave. If it weren't for the white snow in the darkness glowing under the moonlight, people would have suspected it was an hallucination.

After being quiet for a long time, I sensed something, walked to the iron door and looked out.

"Is there someone there?" the old man asked in a low voice.

People gradually came over, silently, but enough for people to see clearly.

There was still a distance between the two of them through the iron gate, as if they were on the edge of a pond under the cold moonlight. The old man shuddered, grabbed the railing with both hands and asked:

"Are you here to help me?"

Lin Huai's delicate brows frowned slightly, and her delicate dark pupils stared at him, slightly annoyed.

He simply said: "No."

It was very contradictory, and he didn’t know why he actually came over.

The old fortune teller: "..."

I am afraid that I am not just passing by here in the middle of the night.

But the voice sounded familiar.

Within a few seconds of strange atmosphere, the old fortune teller's brain was working rapidly, and he finally identified a person.

Isn't this his God of Wealth? !

The young master is agile and has an extraordinary appearance, plus he has the special ability to attract money to the shop. The old man was almost certain.

So it brought back bad memories, and his ten taels of silver flew away as soon as he got it!

This attracts wealth but does not keep it!

And he was caught and locked up in a hellish place like this.

The old man couldn't see his face clearly, but he still kept his posture pressed against the iron door. He rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Does the young master want to tell fortunes and solve doubts?"

After a short silence, only a small response was heard.

In fact, the behavior of coming here is already very contradictory, but Lin Huai still needs an answer.

In principle, he also asked: "Do you want to charge me for solving doubts?"

"...I won't accept it." The old man twitched the corner of his mouth.

He didn't intend to accept it in the first place, he just wanted to make an equal deal.

But when the other person asked this question, it always felt like what he was doing was not worth spending money on.

Linhuai nodded and asked with a clear voice and no emotion: "Can a man be in contact with many people at the same time?"

"???" The old man opened his eyes wide, suspecting that he heard wrongly, "Um, you mean between men, right?"

What kind of weird question is this?

Linhuai: "Yeah."

"This... is normal. It's okay for people of the same sex to do this."

Nothing wrong with it at all.

The young man squinted his eyes slightly, with unclear emotions in his eyes.