Chapter 1110： Chengdong project, red and white meet

After receiving Yan Zhixu's affirmation, the Cheng family left with great gratitude.

After they left, Fu Shimo went to the kitchen to wash a plate of fruit and brought it out, picked up the apple from the fruit shop, and handed it to her after cutting it.

Yan Zhixu took the apple, "It's very sweet."

An apple was eaten by her, and then she went to the kitchen to wash her hands and wipe it clean, and threw all the **** into the trash can.

Fu Shimo stretched out his skeletal index finger and pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose, "Axu, the Cheng family's affairs are not easy, please pay attention."

Yan Zhixu nodded, "Okay."

She held a pillow in her hand, and with the other hand she looked at the information in her hand.

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night.

The night is rich, the moon hangs high in the sky, casting layers of bright moonlight, and the stars are twinkling and dazzling.

The east part of the city is surrounded by gloomy surroundings. There is no one on the ground halfway through the construction. It is silent with a gloomy aura.

Yan Zhixu came to the door of the project site.

She was wearing a long coat, and the night wind blew with a gloomy look.

She had just stepped into the construction site, her brows were furrowed, her cat eyes were serious, and when she looked around, the awe in her eyes grew more and more.

"..."

She took out the hand in her pocket, her fingers trembled slightly, shaking randomly.

Yan Zhixu pulled the mask on his face, paced to a building, sat everywhere, and dangled his feet casually.

Time passed little by little.

The pointer points to twelve o'clock.

At night, the aura of yin and evil increased rapidly, and the surrounding cold wind whistled, blowing on people's faces with tingling pains.

"is coming."

Yan Zhixu sat lazily and straightened, muttering words in his mouth, his fingertips overflowing with spiritual energy, and his vision was clear in the dark night.

Her eyes fell on an open space on the construction site, and there was a cloud of black mist as the cold wind blew.

After a while, the black mist dissipated.

Then two groups of teams appeared, each with about twenty people.

The first team was wearing red clothes and playing joy, beating gongs and drums and carrying a sedan chair.

The other team was a funeral team dressed in white filial piety, carrying a coffin and playing sad music.

The night was dark, and the people from the two teams of red and white came towards each other, red and white collided with each other, with an extremely strong impact.

"Red and white crash."

Yan Zhixu sat high in the sky and saw the intriguing light in the eyes of the two groups of teams below.

She curled her lips, "Yo, the person who set up this game is very good."

If you want to form a natural red and white collision, you need to consider the terrain and feng shui, as well as the death and injustice of the wedding team and the bride.

Using their suffocation to make layout, the red and white collision can easily take people's lives and pull people into the game. Even some masters of Xuanmen with good ability can't crack this game.

"..."

Yan Zhixu's eyes swept casually, and behind the welcoming team and the white affairs team, he found some other people dressed out of place, who seemed to be people who had an accident at the construction site.

"Marry a bride, marry a bride, I wish the bride and groom a hundred years of harmony..."

In front of the wedding team, a matchmaker made bursts of shouts, and shook the red handkerchief in her hand as she spoke.

The bride sitting in the sedan chair was wearing a red wedding dress, with a gorgeous phoenix crown on her head, and a fan in her hand covering her face.

The bride's expression was indifferent, her movements were stiff, and her body was extremely deadly.

"..."

The red team and the white team are approaching each other, and the distance between the two teams is getting closer and closer.

ten meters.

five meters.

two meters.

Red and white meet!