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Song Xuan looked back at her, blinked, and asked her opinion.
Yang Zimei lowered his eyes slightly, indicating that he could trade.
Song Xuanchao made a signal gesture to Black Snake that could be traded.
The black snake looked happy, dipped his finger into the water cup, wrote down their address, and asked Song Xuan to pass by. He should not make any mistakes when passing by Song Xuan, as he could only go there alone.[
"Mr. Song, can I go with you? I want to broaden my horizons." Yang Zimei predicted that Song Xuan's trip would be dangerous, so he was worried.
Song Xuan knew that most of those who robbed tombs were extremely vicious people. They even dared to dig up other people's ancestral graves, so what else should they be afraid of?
Just now, the black snake looked at Yang Zimei with a straight look in his eyes. He also saw it, and he must not let Yang Zimei be in danger.
"Xiao Mei, wait until I get the things back and show them to you. It's still the same." Song Xuan said to Yang Zimei, "What's more, they just allowed me to go there alone, otherwise they are not sincere."
"If you bring this little beauty with you, you can have her." Black Snake looked at Yang Zimei with a fascinated look, "Just bring her with you."
At this time, he had a certain idea in mind, so he was extremely looking forward to Song Xuan taking Yang Zimei there. In this case, they could gain both wealth and wealth, haha.
Seeing the treacherous smile on his lips, Yang Zimei snorted in his heart.
When he said this, Song Xuan refused to let Yang Zimei pass by even more.
The black snake wrote eight o'clock in someone's name on the table, then glanced at Yang Zimei and walked out.
"Xiao Mei, please stop talking. I will never take you there. It will simply push you into a pit of fire."
Song Xuan said sternly to Yang Zimei. This was the first time he spoke to her in such a tone.
"Mr. Song, don't worry, they can't hurt me. Don't forget, I have been practicing inner strength and mental skills since I was five years old."
After Yang Zimei finished speaking, he raised his finger, and a hint of sinister aura popped out.
The fly that was flying in the sky fell to the table with a "buzz" and struggled to death.
Song Xuan looked at her in surprise, wondering how she did it.
"Mr. Song, I am a physiognomist who can kill people invisible. When they see me, they'd better behave, otherwise, they will be the ones who suffer." Yang Zimei said with confidence.
Song Xuan looked at her deeply and stopped talking.
"Mr. Song, I insist on going. In addition to wanting to meet those tomb robbers, the main reason is to protect you." Yang Zimei looked at Song Xuandao, "There is already a bad omen on your face. If you go to trade, you will meet someone who is desperate."
Otherwise, you will be in danger."
Song Xuan naturally knew her divination ability, so he hesitated and said, "Then I won't go."[
"Mr. Song, you are in danger whether you go or not. If you don't go, they will definitely suspect that you have ulterior motives and want to deal with you. If you go, they will be greedy. Therefore, the safest way is
, if you take me there, I can ensure that you are safe and sound." Yang Zimei looked at him and said.
Song Xuan also knew that what she said was true, but he did not know the capabilities of those tomb robbers and was worried that Yang Zimei would be harmed.
Anyone who dares to blow a lamp and touch the tomb in a dangerous tomb usually has certain skills and special abilities. As for how high Yang Zimei's skills are, he doesn't know. He only knows that her fortune-telling, feng shui, and ghost-catching abilities are still top-notch.
