Bai Jinhan? A dead person?" Lin Fan recalled the image of the female evil spirit from yesterday. Judging from her tattered stockings and miniskirt, she did indeed resemble a woman wandering in a shopping mall.
The next second, he remembered the implication in the sorceress's words: "Three female evil spirits appeared in the city yesterday?"
Is this usually the case?
"Occasionally." The fortune teller stuck two pieces of paper on the steering wheel, letting them drive for her, and then turned to look at Lin Fan.
"Did the spider tell you before that evil spirits, like the Sequencers, are produced generation after generation? You kill a batch, and a new batch is born, so you can never kill them all."
"I know what you mean. At least for now, it's normal."
"My second sister and I discussed this matter. She suspected that Bai Jinhan had a problem, so she asked the two of us to go and check it out."
"Okay." Lin Fan stopped dwelling on the issue and turned to look out the window.
On the sidewalk, a middle-aged man was driving a van with the words "Waterproofing and Leak Repair" written on it. The back door of the van was wide open, and inside it was piled up like a small mountain of bright red apples.
A middle-aged man with a pockmarked face sat beside the car, shirtless, holding a black megaphone and enthusiastically greeting pedestrians on the roadside.
"Apples for sale! Big, sweet, and crisp apples."
"Love Apple."
"A crisp and sweet love apple, perfectly weighed and measured."
"Another Love Apple?" Lin Fan was taken aback, feeling a little strange.
"Sister fortune teller, don't you notice that there are a lot more people selling apples on the roadside?"
The fortune teller craned her neck to take a look and laughed, "Oh, there are quite a few, but there shouldn't be any problem."
"Isn't that Western holiday coming up soon? I heard that Christmas has been really popular for the past two months, and couples are supposed to give each other apples."
"That's not what I meant. I just think there are a lot of people selling apples." Lin Fan turned to look at the middle-aged man, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Well, although I often see people selling the same things at the same time on the roadside, sometimes they even sell cabbage and grapes together because they're in season. That's just everyday experience. But your suspicions are valid."
Let me divine your future.
The sorceress took out another small paper figure from her bosom and flicked it at her feet.
The paper figure landed on the accelerator with a pressing snap, taking her place and firmly the accelerator.
She sat cross-legged on the car seat, grabbed three incense sticks, put a mouthful of glutinous rice in her mouth, and began to chant incantations.
Lin Fan looked at her legs in surprise. Having known her for several days, Lin Fan was surprised to find that the sorceress's legs, which she usually hid under her skirt, were actually so long and firm. When she sat cross-legged and tensed up, they had an alluring quality that was hard to describe.
Just as Lin Fan was staring intently at the sorceress's deadly legs, she finished reciting that long incantation.
"The Jade Emperor has possessed me..."
Her body suddenly began to tremble, and her closed eyelids slowly opened, but only her eyelids were visible.
puff!
He spat out white glutinous rice mixed with incense ash from his mouth, spraying a distorted character onto the glass.
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"No problem."
Don't worry.
"The Orphan's Grudge incident just happened; there won't be another strange event that can deceive us." The sorceress snapped her fingers, and with a snap, a ball of flame ignited, burning the characters made of glutinous rice to ashes.
Lin Fan nodded, no longer dwelling on it.
Neither of them noticed that on the roadside, a long-haired young man reached out and took a candied hawthorn from a vendor, proudly popped it into his mouth, and then smiled happily.
...
The black SUV overtook other vehicles and then turned onto a street called Xiyin Road in the east of the city.
Looking at the ambiguous words written on the tightly closed shop doors on both sides of the road, Lin Fan knew that Bai Jinhan had arrived.
Buckingham.
The most famous venue in Lingbao City.
Even in Lin Fan's memories of his predecessor, who only knew how to study and lick ginger tea, there was information about Bai Jinhan.
Legend has it that this place has the most beautiful girls, the most outrageous entertainment, and even foreign women from Western countries.
The price they charge for having a drink with you is enough to exceed the monthly salary of many ordinary people.
This is the den of iniquity in Lingbao City.
The white paper on the steering wheel suddenly turned, causing the black SUV to drift sharply and come to a steady stop in front of Buckingham.
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At that moment, Buckingham's door was tightly closed.
"Xiao Fan, come on, let's knock on the door." The sorceress called to Lin Fan, but received no response from him.
Turning her head in surprise, she saw Lin Fan smiling happily with a hint of kindness, reaching out to the sky on his left as if to embrace it.
She called out happily, "Little sister, what brings you here?"
"Didn't Mom tell you not to come see me? Did you sneak out of the house?"
She raised her eyebrows slightly, instantly understanding.
Yesterday, Ah Qiong had already told her and Dai Xiao about Lin Fan's mental health issues, and she understood that Lin Fan had probably seen his 'sister' again.
She looked at Lin Fan with great interest...
'Did it fly over here?'
'No wonder he's mentally ill, he really dares to think like that!'
She silently admired him in her heart.
Lin Fan watched as his younger sister, with the Hun Tian Ling wrapped around her arm, floated down from mid-air with an air of nonchalant elegance, and couldn't help but mimic the action of holding a child.
My little sister is so cute.
"elder brother."
The illusory Hun Tian Ling automatically contracted as it was swung, drifting slowly, and the little sister landed in Lin Fan's hands, smiling happily.
"Why are you here? Didn't Mom tell you not to come see me? Did you sneak out of the house?" Lin Fan asked affectionately, hugging his younger sister.
"I sensed that my brother was going to the amusement park again, so I secretly ran over to find him. Hehe..." The little sister laughed happily, looking curiously at the gate of Buckingham.
"This is not a place for a little kid like you to play."
Lin Fan reached out and pinched his younger sister's cheek, making her wince in pain.
"When we go inside, you're not allowed to look around, understand?"
After instructing his younger sister, Lin Fan turned to the smiling fortune teller and said, "Fortune teller sister, let's go inside."
The sorceress: ...
"Okay." She nodded, no longer looking at Lin Fan, and took the lead in walking towards the door.
She quickly tapped her four fingers together with her thumb a few times with her right hand, making a quick fortune-telling gesture, and then reached out to knock on the door.
Thump!
Knock knock!
...
Thump!
Knock knock!
A dull sound rang out, and Lin Fan and the sorceress frowned simultaneously.
No one opened the door, and there was no sound of footsteps. Buckingham was completely quiet.
It's like...
It was as if there wasn't a single living person inside.
Lin Fan instantly activated [Demon Child's Smile], and the sorceress lit five incense sticks. Blue smoke swirled, enveloping her and Lin Fan.
Only the younger sister stared wide-eyed, a faint smile playing on her lips, curiously gazing at the magnificent golden gate before her. It was unclear what she was thinking.
"Cough, cough..."
Just as the two were cautiously watching the door in front of them, a cough sounded beside them. The sound was very close, very close.
It was as if he was standing right next to the two of them.
At the same time, both Lin Fan and the sorceress could sense from that voice that...
A deep chill, and weakness...
It's as if,
The disease has reached a critical stage.
"Hmm?" A fine layer of cold sweat appeared on the shaman's forehead.
She turned her head abruptly, but saw no one.
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