On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Huo Changxian couldn't bear to hear the hurried shouting.

His heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What's the reaction?"

"Sha...shaman!"

Huo Changxanteng stood up immediately: "What's your reaction?"

After he said that, without waiting for an answer, he turned around and walked out.

When he moved, the shaman naturally moved with him and was placed in a secluded courtyard.

The conditions are not as good as before, but in fact, it makes no difference to the shaman.

Huo Changxian's heart was beating wildly. He had been asking for so many days without any response. Now, he was finally here!

And at this time, he had just negotiated with Mr. Jia to become a salt merchant, and now the shaman had reacted, which meant that this was God's will!

God wants him to get rich and prosper.

Before entering the shaman's room, Huo Changxian felt something different.

There is a faint fragrance in the room, which is something I have never smelled before. This fragrance is in the air, in the wind, and comes from all directions.

The fragrance is extremely elegant and quiet, making people feel intoxicated when they smell it.

He stopped, turned his head and asked the boy, "Did it smell like this when you went there?"

"No," the boy thought for a moment, "I didn't smell it just now."

Huo Changxian nodded and ordered: "Watch the door and don't allow anyone to come in."

"Yes!"

Huo Changxian felt that when the shaman opened his mouth, he must be talking about big and important things.

As he climbed the steps, he took a deep breath, then turned back to the boy and said, "Go and guard at the gate of the courtyard."

"Yes."

The boy exited and Huo Changxian pushed the door open and entered the room.

The aroma is stronger.

But that wasn't what surprised him the most.

The shaman was sitting in the middle of the room, with the same wooden wheelchair, the same outfit, and the mask remained unchanged.

But at this time, the mist seemed to be rising behind him, like thin clouds or gauze. It was very light, but it was definitely there.

It's like becoming an immortal.

Huo Changxian saw this scene for the first time and didn't know how to speak.

"Son."

A dull voice sounded.

Huo Changxian came back to his senses and hurried forward.

"Master, please step back."

Huo Changxian slowly stepped back.

"I wonder if you have any advice?"

"When fate arrives, things will come true. However, whether fate can arrive depends on whether the heart is sincere or not."

"I understand, sincerity leads to wisdom," Huo Changxian nodded, "Shaman, how do I treat you? You have seen it in the past few days. I am sincere. Please..."

"Young master, you don't have to ask me whether you are sincere or not. You have to ask yourself and your heart." The shaman interrupted him.

"In the past, such as death yesterday, God needs people with pure hearts and sincere hearts. If they have committed killing crimes before, they must suffer the consequences and be purified.

Therefore, whether there is such a sin, you have to tell the truth. If you deliberately conceal it, not only you, but also me will be implicated. What's more, God cannot be deceived, and he cannot be deceived. "

When the shaman spoke at the end, his voice was low and slow, vaguely like the sound of thunder, which seemed to be rolling in from the horizon.

The fog behind him was also a bit thick, and there seemed to be a wisp of wind blowing in outside the window.

Huo Changxian's heart trembled, and his mind was filled with what he had just said.

God cannot be bullied.

Huo Changxian's throat rolled, and he subconsciously said, "There is indeed murder in me."

Outside the back window, there is a large banyan tree, dense and tall, with a crown like an umbrella canopy. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe are among the branches and leaves.

When the two of them heard Huo Changxian's words, they both held their breath.

Huo Changhe held the branch tightly and listened carefully as Huo Changxian continued to speak.

Huo Changxian said softly: "I have a beehive under my command who specializes in spying on news. Their training is extremely painful, and deaths are common. In addition, the servants and maids in the mansion sometimes get angry and accidentally beat them to death. . In my mother’s back house, several maids died, and I took care of them all.”

Yan Ruyu cursed secretly.

Huo Changxian paused and then said: "There are also some people in Yongchang who are disobedient. I will order Jinshan Yinshan to deal with them."

"Jinshan is lustful. Sometimes he gets into trouble because of women. If I want to use him, I have to use him with kindness and power. Several prostitutes have died in my hands."

"As for how many, I can't remember clearly. There are also tenants on the manor, shop assistants, etc."

After a rough calculation, there were so many, and he couldn't remember the specific number. Even the names and appearance of those who died in his hands were already vague to him.

"Is there anyone with a profound destiny?" the shaman asked again.

"Qualified people refer to people who are destined to be wealthy or have official positions. They are different from ordinary people. If your fate is broken by your hand, you must not hide it."

Huo Changxian clenched his hands, and there was an indescribable feeling in his head. He felt that these things should not be said, but he couldn't help but say them.

"I……"

He has a meal.

The fog behind the shaman became thicker and thicker, and the aroma in the room seemed to become stronger. Huo Changxian took a deep breath.

"When I was in Yongchang, I killed several people. Although I was not an official, I was still a member of the yamen. After arriving in Lincheng, I also helped a few people from the city guard. I also killed a few who refused to obey. .”

"The Governor's Mansion..." Huo Changxian continued, "I wanted to give Governor Sun a few beautiful concubines. Governor Sun looks weak, but in fact they are like a ball of soft cotton, which is difficult to get rid of. I just want the concubines to be used."

"But he doesn't want it. There are still men in this world who are not moved by beauty."

"In that case," Huo Changxian's voice became colder and softer, "then bribe people and manipulate his wife's diet to make her infertile. Firstly, it will eliminate his wife, and secondly, it will also force him to have a beautiful concubine. , I want to see how long he can last."

Yan Ruyu's eyes were cold and stern, like a sword, she wished she could stab him a few times.

If Mrs. Sun were here, she would definitely want to cut him to pieces.

I originally wanted him to tell me about the Wen family, but I didn't expect that so many lives had already been lost before I even got to the key point.

God cannot tolerate this mother and son.

The wind blew and the window opened slightly.

Yan Ruyu flicked her fingers and inserted the prepared pills.

At this time, the room was filled with mist, and it was impossible to detect a little bit of pills scattered.

But the boost from this thing was huge for Huo Changxian.

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling him, and he slowly turned around, only to see a man in military uniform with blood on his body, his hair disheveled, and holding a knife.

"Do you recognize me?"

Huo Changxian distinguished carefully.

The man walked towards him wrapped in mist, allowing him to see more clearly.

Huo Changxian stared for a long time and slowly shook his head.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The man opposite didn't answer, but asked repeatedly: "Do you recognize me?"

Huo Changxian shook his head again.

"Where are you on the ninth day of June?"

Huo Changxian thought for a long time. After all, it had been a long time.

"I'm going to the ice department to make ice."

"really?"

"Don't tell lies in front of the shaman."

Huo Changxian replied, and wanted to ask what the man meant and who he was, but suddenly his eyes stung a little.