Chapter 242

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Song Xuan looked back at her, blinked his eyes and asked for her opinion.

Yang Zimei slightly drooped his eyes, indicating that he could trade.

In the song and Xuan dynasties, the black snake made a sign that could be traded.

The black snake, with a happy look on his face, dipped his finger into the water from the water cup and wrote down the address where they were. He asked song Xuan to pass by. He did not make any mistakes after passing by. He could only go there alone.

"Mr. Song, may I come with you? I want to open my eyes. " Yang Zimei predicted that song Xuan's business would be dangerous, so he couldn't rest assured.

Song Xuan knows that most of those who steal a tomb are extremely vicious people. They dare to dig such immoral things as the ancestral graves. What else can they fear?

Just now, the black snake looked at Yang Zimei's straight eyes. He also saw it. He must not let Yang Zimei get involved.

"Xiaomei, I'll show you the same thing when I bring it back to you." Song Xuan said to Yang Zimei, "what's more, I'm only allowed to go by myself, otherwise I'm not sincere enough."

"If you take this little beauty, you can have it." The black snake looked at Yang Zimei with a bewildered look, "although it is good to bring it."

At this time, he had an idea in mind. Therefore, he hoped that song Xuan could take Yang Zimei with him. In this way, they could have both money and wealth. Ha ha.

Seeing the treacherous smile on his lips, Yang Zimei snorted coldly in his heart.

When he said this, song Xuan was more reluctant to let Yang Zimei pass.

The black snake wrote eight points on the table, then glanced at Yang Zimei and went out.

"Xiao Mei, don't talk about it. I will never take you there. It's like pushing you into the fire pit."

Song Xuan was strict with Yang Zimei. It was the first time he had spoken to her in such a tone.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song. They can't hurt me. Don't forget that I have been practicing internal mental skills since I was five years old."

Yang Zimei finished, a finger lift, a touch of Yin evil spirit pop up.

Originally is flying in the sky flies, "buzzing" a fall on the table, struggling to die.

Song Xuan looked at her in surprise, wondering how she did it.

"Mr. Song, I'm a physiognomy who can kill people invisibly. If they see me, they'd better behave better. Otherwise, they will suffer." Yang Zimei looks confident.

Song Xuan took a deep look at her and stopped talking.

"Mr. Song, I'm determined to go there. In addition to seeing the tomb robbers, I'm mainly trying to protect you." Yang Zimei looked at Song Xuan and said, "you have a bad omen on your face. If you go to trade, you will be in danger if you meet an outlaw."

Song Xuan naturally knew her divination ability. He hesitated and said, "I won't go."

"Mr. Song, whether you go or not, you are in danger. If you don't go, they will surely suspect that you have a different heart and want to clean you up. If you go, they will be greedy. Therefore, the safest way is to take me with you, and I can ensure you are safe and sound. " Yang Zimei looked at him.

Song Xuan also knew that what she said was true. However, he did not know the ability of those tomb robbers. He was worried that Yang Zimei would be hurt.

Those who dare to blow lamps and touch tombs in dangerous tombs usually have certain skills and some special abilities. As for Yang Zimei's skill, he is not sure. He only knows that her divination, geomantic omen and ghost catching ability are top-notch.

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