Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

To be honest, even Fang Wushuang herself couldn't understand how she could leave the Fang Mansion so easily with the two police officers.

They are not from this era and don’t even have a system. No matter how you look at them, they are two extremely dangerous people.

Moreover, judging from the way they were looking at the corpses on the ground and playing around as if nothing had happened, these two cannot be normal human beings.

Maybe it was because she delayed the mission here that she was finally going to be silenced?

That's fine... If that's really the case, she would have to thank these two people.

……

That’s true, Fang Wushuang covered his forehead with his hands, but aren’t these two people too torturous to his mentality?

Aren't you leading the way and going to do something? Why do you have the leisure to stop everywhere and can't move when you see something delicious?

Can you be more serious?

"I just ate it, I really have changed." My appetite used to be... I think it was quite big.

The freshly-baked meat buns were still a little hot, but they were so delicious that Shen Zhinian packed several of them in oil paper wrappers, planning to take them back to share with his old father and others.

Fu Guanci said without thinking: "That's how it works when you grow up, you need to have a snack from time to time." Anyway, the amount of exercise is high.

"Really?" Shen Zhinian believed him and turned around to ask the boss for another portion.

Fu Guanci: “???” Wait, did you buy too much? What you can’t finish usually goes into my stomach!

His hand was hanging in the air, wanting to stretch out but not wanting to, but the smiling boss was faster than him, as if afraid that they would go back on their word, and packed up the food in no time.

Erkang touched his nose awkwardly. Fu Guanci: “…” This boss is indeed a businessman.

He took the oil paper packages and saw two left in Shen Zhinian's hand.

Fu Guanci: ? You really eat so much. You won’t be able to eat lunch later, Senior Sister.

Before she could finish her words, she stuffed another one into Fang Wushuang's arms.

Fang Wushuang: “???”

When the heat source emitting the aroma of food was stuffed into his hands, Fang Wushuang was stunned.

It seems like she hasn’t had any contact with these for a long time. After death, her body will return to its original state anyway, so there is no need to eat these…

His body stiffened with discomfort. Fang Wushuang said, "No..."

The raised hand was gently pushed back, and she heard the girl's gentle voice: "I hate eating alone, can you accompany me?"

Hate someone...

As if touched by these words, Fang Wushuang looked over as if possessed.

The sun was shining brightly, and the girl had a smile on her lips, as bright as a spring flower. Her whole body was glowing, as if they were back to the scene when they first met.

When he got closer, Fang Wushuang realized that due to years of malnutrition, he was actually shorter than her and had to tilt his head back to look her in the eye.

Perhaps because she had waited too long, the girl tilted her head, her dark eyes reflecting her disheveled figure at the moment, but her bright eyes made people unconsciously let down their guard, not wanting to let her down.

Fang Wushuang turned away, her hair fluttering and her slightly red ears exposed, and she said something she meant: "Only this once."

If these two people might not be able to end her life, she would not have followed them to do boring things, Fang Wushuang thought as she angrily took a bite of the meat-filled bun.

"It tastes good, right? This young master's taste has never been wrong!"

"……good."

"This is a time-reversal formation. You know about it, right? How many times has it been repeated?"

"Can not remember……"

The system shed a handful of bitter tears, choking with emotion and saying: [It’s been almost ten years! ]

Day after day, year after year, the life of revenge and suicide is repeated. Here, time can be turned back as if nothing happened, but the system is not like that, it has real records!

The fake crying made her head hurt. Fang Wushuang could no longer bear it and finally said to the system in her mind: "Shut up."

The scolded system: [嘤嘤嘤……]

Shen Zhinian: "It's okay, my father has captured one alive, he must know."

Fang Wushuang: “???”

Hmm? What does that dirty stuff have to do with it?

After saying this, Shen Zhinian concentrated on enjoying the food. Anyway, he would meet someone soon, so Fang Wushuang withdrew his gaze and stopped asking questions.

Fu Guanci, who was carrying a lot of things and couldn't free his hands for the time being, said: "..."

Hello? Isn't he a human?

Senior sister, you clearly used to wait to eat with him, so you don’t love him anymore, right?!

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When they arrived at their destination, Fang Wushuang discovered that they were standing precisely at the border of the formation barrier, and it was clear that they could leave at any time.

She was trapped in this formation, and she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried, and naturally couldn't let Fang Liang and the others escape. Therefore, she never cared whether other people could leave this place.

The entire formation was formed by Fang Wushuang's obsession, and she was the core of the formation.

But when the formation was created, there was never any thought of harming other people, so anyone except Fang Wushuang could escape from the formation.

But speaking of it, this setting is still useless.

The people who survived within the formation were completely unaware of the abnormality here. Even if Fang Wushuang killed people in public, when time went back, everything would be returned to its original place.

They would just think that this was just an ordinary day, so how could they escape from the formation?

When they got closer, Shen Zhinian took the lead to greet him, "Dad, how is your investigation going?"

Fang Wushuang followed her gaze and saw a man in white clothes and black hair standing slightly sideways, holding something casually in his hand.

It was not her turn to take a closer look at all. Hearing the voice, the man turned around, and the Fang Liang in his hand appeared in front of Fang Wushuang without any warning.

As for why she could recognize the person in front of her at a glance, the body was bent at 60 to 70 degrees, the heels and head were pressed tightly against the ground, the jaw was dislocated and the tongue was hanging out, and the body was silent, it was Fang Liang himself.

This was all thanks to the beastly things he had done for so long that she hated him so much that she would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.

If Fang Liang's eyes had not been wide open at this moment, and he had not blinked dryly, Fang Wushuang would have thought that he was really dead.

Shouldn't they come to kill her so that this place can return to normal? Why are they targeting Fang Liang and his gang of filthy people instead?

Fang Wushuang frowned in confusion, not quite understanding what these people were here for.

Perhaps out of disgust, the man simply held his wide cuffs, thus creating the famous scene of a living man turning into a zombie.

He spoke softly, his voice was a little cold, but his tone was gentle and calm: "This person lied continuously, so I explored his past memories..."

"Who knew he would pretend to be killed?" After saying this, he shook the "corpse" in his hand that died with its eyes open.

This was the first time Master He was scammed, and he was a little uncomfortable.