Start from Douluo and go down the river

It felt bad to be stared at, and it was very certain that this group of people did not stare at people often or had no intention of hiding. For a moment, it was like a thorn in the back.

Every time I casually glance around, I can see two or three red or black figures turning their backs, pretending that the weather is really nice.

The accordion leaning on the roadside was playing as if there was no one around, and the tune gradually became lower and higher, as if a game was about to begin.

Xiaosi glanced at it and found that there were two or three pictures of Suler beside him.

The BGM is so exciting that it makes me want to turn around and interact with those gangsters.

As if climbing a mountain, the melody descends from the highest point and then straight into the pool. It is graceful and charming, as if telling Xiao Si the result of the blood.

Beside him, those children in ragged clothes and sallow faces twisted their bodies casually when the tunes were high, as if they were in heaven. When the tune fell, they ran away and started fighting again, as if it had nothing to do with them.

As Xiaosi walked by, those figures in red or black followed him like a shadow.

It turned out that their clothes were dirty, their skin was dull, their hair was dry and yellow, and their eyes were dull and dull. Only when they touched those children, some of the brilliance of memories was suppressed.

Xiaosi never thought that the people who followed him might not be gangsters, but some odd jobs who had to follow them because they were too thin to work for free.

In order to support their family, they tried their best to keep up with Xiaosi, because there was a vegetable market in front of them, and rich people could not carry the food themselves when buying vegetables, and would probably hire odd workers.

It also explains why their tracking skills are so poor.

Passing by a vegetable market with a strong smell of fruits and vegetables, Xiaosi realized that he was late. Most of the stalls here had already been closed, and there were not many people. Naturally, his idea of ​​using the crowds to get rid of the gangsters just now failed.

Frowning, Xiao Si secretly thought something bad. For some reason, the gangsters following him began to get excited, and the distance began to shrink. Some of them stopped hiding it. There were obviously a lot of people here.

Holding on to the brim of my hat, I raised my head and saw a wooden sign indicating that walking to the right is the Municipal Square, and walking to the left is Hoy University.

No need to think about it, right?

I quickly walked over and found that many tents of different colors had been set up in the wide square, and clowns in weird costumes and exaggerated expressions were selling tickets.

"Circus performance, five sulu. Close-up petting of curly baboons, three sulu." Holding the flyer distributed by the clown, Xiaosi read the content in a low voice.

Well, it seems that the tracking personnel have disappeared, or maybe they don't dare to come to places like the Municipal Square.

Xiaosi was thinking about it when a hoarse female voice came.

"Want a divination?"

Subconsciously turning his head to look, Xiaosi found a woman wearing a pointed hat and a black dress standing in front of a low tent.

Her face was full of colors, one side was red, the other was green, her eyes were brown, and she was smiling.

When Xiaosi looked at this woman, he felt familiar for no reason. "We've met"

The woman wearing a pointed hat watched Xiaosi unfold a tarot card, and then smiled. "You met us at Tibu Factory, so it seems you need this tarot card reading."

Without further words, the woman wearing a pointed hat bent down and entered the low tent, as if she was sure that Xiaosi would come in.

The Tibu Factory is exactly where Su Ming, Tang San and the three of them met Al Suhod's pen last night. Why did she know

After taking a few breaths, Xiaosi tried to calm down, raised the curtain and walked in.

The space in the tent was small and dark, and the tent was a bit stuffy.

With the sunlight that filtered in after opening the curtain just now, Xiaosi saw that apart from the bedding spread on the floor, there was only a table and the tarot cards on the table.

The woman with the rich color on her face seemed not to be affected by the darkness when the curtain was closed, and she calmly found her own chair.

Snapped

The lit candles illuminated the tent, and the elongated shadows and rich colors on the face seemed to come alive, instantly giving it a sense of mystery.

"Sit down." The woman said softly. Shuffle the cards and look at Xiaosi, as if observing.

"Thank you." Xiaosi sat down, not knowing how to speak, so he fell silent.

The woman also didn't speak, she just shuffled the cards over and over again.

The two people were silent at the same time, and for a while there was only the sound of shuffling cards in the tent, as if the hustle and bustle of the circus was cut off.

Xiaosi observed the tarot cards silently and found that the tarot cards were about the size of a person's palm and looked like a small piece of cardboard. Compared with the playing cards that Xiaosi was familiar with, they were not suitable for playing Landlords because they could be held with one hand. No less.

As for the patterns on the Tarot cards, Xiao Si didn't understand them at all. After all, who in the right mind would study the Tarot cards? He couldn't understand them even after he upgraded.

The woman gathered the tarot cards together, stacked them in a pile, and pushed them towards Xiaosi. Every card was front-facing, but Xiaosi didn't recognize any of the patterns.

"Cut the cards, I can't think of it," the circus fortune teller said in a low, hoarse voice.

"Is this a comparison?" Xiaosi said subconsciously before he could recover from the Landlords.

The fortune teller was obviously stunned for a moment, and said dullly: "You don't know how to tell tarot cards. The sense of familiarity is a reminder between fortune tellers when they divine each other. I have no father and mother, and I was thinking just now that you could say What happened to my parents?"

The paint on the woman's face lost a bit, and she regained her energy to sell. "Do you need a divination? Normally, a divination costs thirty soli. Fortune tellers remind each other to give divination to each other. Although it is a misunderstanding, the candle has been lit. I just subconsciously divined my husband's address. I haven't explained it in detail yet. , which can be counted as your interpretation fee of fifteen soura.”

With such a divination, you can watch circus performances six times and touch the heads of curly baboons ten times. Also, the Tibu factory mentioned earlier was counted, but that was not my address.

"Excuse me for disturbing you." Xiao Si stood up and raised the curtain to leave.

"Don't go, your card indicates Kong." Before the fortune teller finished speaking, someone seemed to have grabbed his throat, and he couldn't say the words after Kong.

Xiaosi turned around in confusion, and was horrified to find that the fortune teller had disappeared.

Xiaosi raised the curtain to let the sunlight fully shine in. In addition to the flickering candles, there was also a woman selling divination at a reduced price.

I don't know why Xiaosi thought of a word and took a breath.

What's empty

Without thinking too much, he quickly lowered the curtain, and while no one noticed, Xiaosi hurried back without stopping. Under the gaze of the security personnel, he ran back to the rich area in embarrassment and quickly entered the unlocked room.

"What words does Su Mingkong add to make people disappear?"

In the face of unknown discoveries, never seek death alone. After all, you have a team, and you can just hold on to your support and be done with it.