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There was no news from the mafia's intelligence station, so Wushuang felt relieved for the time being. She took care of the rest of the mafia's affairs. Ghost Face said, "I'm going out in the evening."

"where to?"

"Feel free to go out for a walk."

"I'll go with you." Wushuang said, she and Ghost Face were as inseparable as each other.

"No need." Ghost Face said, "I haven't been to Muscat for a long time. I have many memories here and I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay!" Wushuang said simply.

Guimian went out in the evening, and Wushuang wandered around the old city for an hour before driving to the business district. It was not a bustling place, and the large coconut groves and banana groves gave people a green feeling.

Driving a sports car through a long coconut forest feels particularly good.

Wushuang's car stopped in front of a gloomy and quaint-looking mansion. The house was very similar to a traditional Arab house in the old city. Wushuang knocked on the door, and a woman wearing a black veil came out. When she saw it was Wushuang, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and opened the door.

Let her in.

The inside of the ancient house is also antique, with an even more eerie and strange atmosphere. It is a lingering, scary and eerie feeling, as if there is something unlucky in the ancient house.

There are classical reliefs on various doors and windows. Those special characters are not ordinary reliefs.

The corridor in the ancient house was lit with red lanterns, red and red, and candles. The entire corridor was covered with a thin layer of red light, making it even more eerie.

"Where's Nisakna?" Wushuang asked with a smile, and sat down in the hall elegantly, looking grand.

The woman in black veil said, "Madam went to church."

Wushuang smiled slightly. There was only a so-called madam and such a woman in black veil in the ancient house. This house was quiet in the middle of the bustle. There were several high-rise buildings next to it, but this was an antique house, occupying a very important position, but

No one bought it.

The surroundings were very lively, but the house was unexpectedly quiet. There was no sound. The woman in black gauze brought tea. Wushuang took a sip. It was Pu'er tea. The tea leaves were fresh and fragrant.

Wushuang sat alone for a while, and finally heard movement at the door. The woman in black gauze came out to greet her. After a while, Nisakna walked in. She was a Middle Eastern woman about the same height as Wushuang, with a pale face, around thirty years old.

She is tall and thin, with her hair pulled up, and she also wears a black gauze. When she goes out, she is covered with black gauze, wearing a long black gauze skirt, and black leather shoes on her feet.

Her eyes are brown, like a puddle of water that never fluctuates, like an abyss, like a black hole, which is hard to see through and feels bottomless. She looks like she walked out of the castle in a midnight movie.

Ghosts are scary to look at.

"You are a rare visitor, why are you here?" Nisakna came over and sat next to Wushuang, "I don't think you came to see me specially."

"You've hurt my heart. Why can't I make a special trip to see you?" Wushuang said with a smile, looking at Nisakna, "You go to church to worship?"

"Presiding over the funeral." Nisakna said.

"I told you, dressed in black." Wushuang lay facelessly on the table and asked her lazily, "Hey, Kena, has he been here recently?"

"Who?" Nisakna asked flatly. Wushuang rolled her eyes at her, looking even more lazy. It's annoying to ask questions knowingly. Wushuang glanced at Nisakna sideways, "Kaka."

"No!" Nisakna said, "You found your man here, but you found it in the wrong place."

"He is not my man." Wushuang said with his eyes closed, "It would be great if he did. It's strange. He always looks for you every time he comes to Oman. Why not this time?"

"Ask him." Nisakna said.

"You're so boring."

"It's not the first day you know."

Wudouli raised his eyelids and said, "Help me tell your fortune."

Nisakna is a well-known figure in a certain field in Muscat. She is a master fortune teller. Her calculations are accurate and rarely inaccurate. Eight years ago, Kaka and Wushuang met Nisakna here.

Na, she once made a calculation for Wushuang, saying that Wushuang had a bumpy road in love in his life. If he wanted to get what he wanted, he had to work ten times harder. When Kaka was not around, Nisakna made a conclusion, Wushuang

I will wait for my sweetheart for ten years.

If something changes along the way, they will either become friends or enemies.

Wushuang didn't believe in fortune telling, but she believed in Nisakna's words. She had calculated for Kaka three times, twice that Kaka would be in danger of bloodshed, and once that Kaka would be in danger of fire, and she was accurate every time.

She also helped Wushuang predict that Wushuang would turn against Long Chengtian.

Not long after this hexagram, Wushuang killed Qianqian.

Wushuang rarely asks Nisakna to tell her fortune, because when she tells her fortune, it is bound to be bad. Wushuang hates this kind of thing every happy event, so she rarely asks her. Kaka has a habit of telling her fortune when he comes to Oman.

If you pass by Muscat, you will come to see Nishakna.

It's a habit.

Even if he doesn't count his fortune, it's still good to come over and sit for a while, because if there is a bloody disaster, Nisakna will tell him.

Nisakna looked at Wushuang, "Don't you believe in fate?"

"I believe you." Wushuang said calmly, yawning, "Give me a discount, don't make it too expensive, I've been poor recently."

“Is it okay to discount credibility?”

"You're cruel." Wushuang said with a laugh. Nisakna asked her what she was. Nisakna is also a person with quirks. She is a genius fortune teller. His predictions are accurate, but she rarely gives

People tell fortunes. There are only a handful of fortunes they have counted in this life. She cannot tell fortunes unless they are destined for her. Wushuang and Kaka are her destined people. Mo Xiaobai wanted to do it once, but Nisakna refused.

.

What is it?

Wushuang thought for a while, this fortune telling can only be done by herself, not by others, which is also an annoying thing. She originally wanted to calculate Kaka's recent fortune, but Kaka never came to ask, and she couldn't ask, ask her own

, what to ask?

Nisakna looked at Wushuang quietly and said calmly, "Let's count it as marriage."

"I'm not old enough to ask myself about marriage, right?"

"What you want to ask the most right now should be this. This year you will be lucky." Nisakna said, "There are three men who like you."

Wushuang raised his eyebrows and let out a surprised sound. The three of them? Wushuang was speechless and counted on his fingers, "Since I started playing at the beginning of the year, there are at least more than twenty men who like me, right?"

Why are there only three?

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