738. Chapter 738 An ancient mirror that can't take portraits 6
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Seeing him about to get in the car, Yang Zimei stopped him, "On the way back later, you will encounter someone blocking the car. No matter what the situation is, don't stop the car. Go directly and go back home."
"Uh? Why?"
Luo Yingjin asked in confusion, "How did you know that I would encounter someone blocking my car? What would be the consequences if I stopped?"
"The secret must not be leaked. There is nothing wrong with listening to me! This is a reward for helping me tonight."
Yang Zimei smiled, got into the car with Sadako, and drove forward at full speed.
Seeing her military-branded Land Rover, which was much more handsome than her own Ferrari, galloping fiercely on the road, Luo Yingjin was thinking about whether she should also change her car.
As he drove, he thought about what Yang Zimei said.
This is a highway in the middle of the night. How could someone stop the car?
Even if someone blocks the car, he won't be so stupid as to get out of the car and help. He is not some kind of Lei Feng.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a black Audi car parked in front of him. A young woman in fashionable clothes with blood on her head stood on the roadside and waved to him constantly, making a look like she was calling for help.
Although he is not a live Lei Feng, he still cannot remain indifferent when seeing this situation.
He was just about to get out of the car and ask if there was anything he could do to help. Suddenly he thought of what Yang Zimei said, and he felt a pause in his heart. He felt that he would rather believe it than not.
He hurriedly bypassed the woman and moved forward at full speed.
After walking for a while, we could see from the rear mirror that several men suddenly appeared beside the woman. They were discussing something with angry expressions on their faces.
It turns out to be a trap!
Luo Yingjin was secretly grateful for Yang Zimei's reminder, otherwise, he would have been the target of being robbed now.
Robbery doesn't matter, I'm just afraid of being dumped.
The next day, he watched the news and saw reports that a robbery and body dumping occurred on a certain section of the national highway. The murderer was probably a gang. The same type of crime had occurred several times across the country.
Thinking about it, he felt goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't understand why Yang Zimei was so powerful and how he knew that he would encounter robbers on the road.
By the way, when we were at Hoshino, she said she was a fortune teller and even drew talismans on the spot for the little star.
Is she really that powerful?
You should let her do the math for you when you have time.
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Yang Zimei and Sadako returned to the house.
Luo Yinghao was very responsible. He stayed by Taoist Priest Yuqing's side without sleeping, chatting with Xiao Qian who was lying on the stroller.
"You're back? Did you buy anything good?"
Luo Yinghao asked.
Yang Zimei nodded, took out the ancient mirror, and took a look at Luo Yinghao.
Only his soul can be seen, but his body cannot be seen.
"Is there really such a magical mirror?"
Luo Yinghao looked at the mirror strangely and said.
Yang Zimei took a mirror to look at Xiao Qian.
Xiaoqian's baby-like appearance can actually be seen in it.
When I saw Master, I couldn't help but point the mirror at the bed.
The master's physical body can also be seen, but the black cat is strangely invisible. Apart from the trace of the master's soul, there seems to be something else in the mirror.
Just when I wanted to get a closer look, the black cat meowed and scurried under the bed.
And that strange shadow quickly disappeared.
Could it be the soul of the black cat?
Although Yang Zimei could vaguely see it just now, he found that the soul seemed to be in human form.
Does that black cat have a human soul?
The more she thought about it, the more curious she became. She called to the black cat, "Xiao Hei, come out quickly. My sister will help you look in the mirror."
The black cat lying under the bed didn't make a sound. No matter how she barked, it just refused to come out, as if it was afraid of her mirror.