Fake 677

very interested in them. He often couldn't understand the simplified Chinese characters and would come to ask me. After reading for a while, he would snore loudly and fall asleep soundly, even keeping...That young man stared at me with a gloomy expression, his gaze sending shivers down my spine.

Old Mr. Chen pulled out a riot baton from somewhere and held it in his hand, on guard, afraid that this young man might suddenly go crazy.

"Are you Mu Xiaqiao" the young man asked.

I didn't understand his intentions and didn't answer right away. He nodded to himself as if talking to himself: "… It's you … There shouldn't be any other young women in this shop…"

"What's your name" I asked.

"My name doesn't matter... I'm here to deliver something, that's all..." he said softly.

He was slender, dressed in an ordinary long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. A waist bag hung on his back waist. At this moment, he lowered his head to move the waist bag to the front and unzipped it —

A damp, bloody smell wafted out. He reached in, but before he could pull anything out, my dad shouted, “Don’t move!”

I stood at the foot of the stairs, startled by his loud shout.

Father's expression was unusually serious. He said in a nervous yet determined tone, “Don’t take it out! We don’t want this thing in our house!!”

Hey Is this being shipped from our house

The Mu family now has a legitimate status on the surface and a kinship relationship with the Lin family. People in the circle, especially those in the underworld business, all respect my family's authority. Now we don't even need to ask anyone to do business; if we just sit at home, business will come knocking on our door.

Is this young person also here to work

What's with all the bloody, rotting flesh and sinister aura surrounding him

When the young people heard my father's roar, they froze. Unease flickered across their grim faces. "Refuse This is a gift from an old friend who went to great lengths to fulfill our pact made years ago... You dare refuse"

Old friend

Death Pact

"Dad said anxiously, “No, we won't accept it. Your background is unclear, and you're carrying such a dangerous thing! Do you want to kill us! We have young children in our family, we can't control this thing! Please take it away and find another buyer. What kind of death pact I've never heard of it!”

Though firmly rejected, the young man did not lose his temper. He simply furrowed his brows deeply and uttered in a sullen tone, “Does the Mu family want to go back on their word”

“I have no idea when the Mu family made such a pact. At least I haven't heard of it in my decades of life. Wrongs have heads, debts have owners, and broken pacts also have rightful parties involved. You should find the responsible party to fulfill the pact. Our involvement would likely lead to a disastrous outcome!”

Dad's expression was unusually serious, I had never seen him so forcefully drive away a guest.

The young man hesitated for a moment, but in the end he let go of his hand and did not take out what was in his pocket.

He zipped up his jacket and said with a sigh, "Well then, since the Mu family has broken their word, they best be prepared to face the consequences of their oath."

After uttering those words, laced with both curse and warning, he turned and walked out of the shop.

I lowered my head to look at where he was standing, and there was a small bloodstain faintly visible on the ground.

Is that blood

Why is the color off

I hurriedly called Mr. Chen to turn on all the lights, and I also took out my phone and turned on the flashlight.

That small patch of blood looked black, but under a strong light, it faintly shimmered with a deep emerald green.

What kind of blood is this! What a color.

The young man left decisively. He came to me for a reason, and my dad sensed danger, so he turned him away at the door. The moment he stepped off the storefront, my father immediately grabbed his phone and called home to inquire about the matter.

I chased after him.

Old Chen jumped up and shouted: "Miss! This guy is a troublemaker! Don't chase after him!"

I didn't care about that much, I chased after him out of the shop and saw the young man's back from afar.

The street was bustling with people. I chased after him desperately, but lost sight of him at the crossroad.

He disappeared.

Mr. Chen clutched his riot baton tightly and followed me closely. This outfit was too eye-catching standing at the crossroad.

"Miss, this young man is definitely extraordinary! He feels like a corpse! Yet he's alive! Of course, how long he can live is anyone's guess…"

"Do you think so too"I have the same feeling. I always feel that this young man won't live long.

Mr. Chen puffed out his chest and said, "Of course! In my fifty years of wandering the rivers and lakes, I can tell this fellow is no ordinary man, he must possess extraordinary skills, otherwise he wouldn't have lived to see today! However—Miss, perhaps we should avoid trouble We already have enough worries."

I sighed. If there was real danger and trouble, could escaping solve it

Since you've come seeking me out, you've already stepped into the game. And in this circle, there are only two outcomes: severing ties to dissipate karmic consequences, or dying without rest and continuing into the next cycle.

I was just about to say forget it and go back, when suddenly a wave of goosebumps erupted all over my body, as if something had appeared beside me.

N-no way... In this neighborhood, my house is a key protected site by the Land God, and there are even "people" approaching me on the street

"Miss, what's wrong" Old Chen urged, carrying his riot baton, "Let's go back first."

"Good…" I turned and followed him for a few steps, unable to help but glance back again.

Across the street, that sullen young man I just saw was staring at me coldly in the bustling crowd.

His gaze could pierce through so many people to land on me, meaning he had been watching me secretly all along.

He seemed to be saying: "Mu family, you can't break this death pact."

"Old Chen, where did you get that riot fork" I stared at the gloomy young man in the distance, watching him turn and disappear into the crowd.

"Huh This is from Officer Lu, an old acquaintance. Didn't you do some work and get him released He even got promoted! He got us this sign and a few riot gear items. That's pretty generous," Old Chen chuckled.

Oh... I absentmindedly nodded.

Back home, my dad told me to go back to our hometown and find out what was going on, then he left in a hurry.

I felt uneasy being home alone, until Jiang Qiyun showed up in the evening.

He frowned as soon as he appeared, saying: "What did you bring into your house The original aura was scattered all over the place."

"Today, a young man came..." I quickly told him everything that had happened.

Jiang Qiyun frowned and said, "… Emerald green blood"

"Right, have you seen it" I asked eagerly.

"I have seen this before." Jiang Qiyun said faintly, "External things are unreliable. Therefore, when the dragon encounters punishment...Chang Hong died in Shu, his blood was stored for three years and transformed into jade… Wood rubs against wood naturally, gold and fire keep each other warm. Yin and yang intersect, then heaven and earth are greatly disordered, thus there is thunder, lightning, fire in water, which burns the grand locust tree."

Ah ah

"I...can't quite understand..."

Jiang Qiyung smiled lightly: "You don't need to understand, just know that this thing exists... Where is that young man"

"I've already had Old Chen hand over the store's security footage to Officer Lu for investigation, and Dabao is also contacting Lord Fuk Tak Sin to track him down—" on the side of the damaged Dharma Gate."This place was originally an exit. When the previous Great Shaman took in corpse refiners, he had them set up camp on its outskirts, keeping them away from oth...