Divination

Mu Fuyun was surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm, "How did Ms. Zhou know that this is something left to my Mu family?"

Zhou Lanting had a little complacency on her face, "The ancestor sealed this will in a special way back then, and on the day Brother Fuyun woke up, this will appeared in my room, and on the top was written Made a word Mu."

"Is that so..." Mu Fuyun unconsciously stroked the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing his lukewarm appearance, Zhou Lanting felt a little impatient, "Brother Fuyun doesn't want to know what is written on it?"

Mu Fuyun smiled back and asked, "You know?"

Zhou Lanting was so surprised by his smile that she blushed, "I don't know, this... I can't open it..." Then she raised her head eagerly, "But brother Fuyun will definitely be able to open it!"

Mu Fuyun still had a half-smile, "Huh?"

Zhou Lanting explained eagerly, "This is left by the fortune teller of the Zhou family. Brother Fuyun is also a fortune teller, so he will definitely be able to open it!" Said eagerly, and handed over the box in her hand.

Mu Fuyun was not pretentious, so he took it. Because Zhou Lanting was too impatient, the two of them accidentally touched each other's hands. The brief contact made Zhou Lanting's face even more red, and she looked very cute. But the only man in front of him who can admire is not thinking about this at all.

Mu Fuyun took out a scroll in the box, and there was indeed a word "Mu" on it.The scroll is silver and white, which is also the color of a fortuneteller, but not the color of Mu Fuyun.There was a red string tied on the scroll, which was beautifully tied, which reminded Mu Fuyun of the rumors about the perfectionism of the fortune tellers of the Zhou family.There was a small seal on the rope, which was the most important reason why Zhou Lanting couldn't open it.

Mu Fuyun stroked it back and forth twice, and finally put his hand on the red joint, using his divination power.The golden light slowly bloomed, like a golden lotus flower, bewitching, glamorous and with a touch of red, which made the original sacred color a bloodthirsty taste.

Zhou Lanting watched from the side, for some reason, she felt a little cold, but the beautiful color made her want to escape involuntarily, she comforted herself silently in her heart, "It's okay, brother Fuyun is a fortune teller, he will protect me. "

Not long after, Mu Fuyun withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, and slowly untied the thread on the scroll. Zhou Lanting came over curiously, but found that there was nothing on the scroll.She looked at the scroll with some trepidation, "Why is there no words!?"

Mu Fuyun frowned, and put away the scroll, "Ms. Zhou sent a big gift to the Mu family. Mu is very grateful. It's getting late now. Ms. Zhou might as well stay overnight at Mu's house, how about it?"

Of course Zhou Lanting was very happy, seeing that she agreed, Mu Fuyun called someone to take her to the guest room, and he himself called Mu Qingfeng.

When Mu Qingfeng came to the study, Mu Fuyun was facing the door with his back to the door, and there was a scroll with no words floating in front of him, "Brother, are you looking for me?"

Mu Fuyun's face was a bit tangled, but he still let out a long sigh, "Feng'er, come here."

Mu Qingfeng walked to him with some doubts, "Brother, what's the matter?" There was deep worry in his tone.He has never heard his brother sigh, what's wrong?

Mu Fuyun took his hand and kept his fingers clasped.Mu Qingfeng was taken aback by his actions, and then couldn't hide his joy, "Brother..."

Mu Fuyun smiled slightly, reached out and hugged him, "Feng'er..."

Mu Qingfeng really sensed that something was wrong now. Although he liked what his brother did, it didn't mean he would be confused by this feeling. A water curtain separated the two of them. Mu Qingfeng looked at Mu Qingfeng seriously. Fuyun, "Brother, what happened to you? What happened?"

Mu Fuyun showed a slightly bitter smile, "Feng'er, do you love me?"

Mu Qingfeng's face was flushed by his direct words, but he didn't deny it, "Yeah."

Hearing his answer, the bitterness on Mu Fuyun's face widened, "But you know, I don't love you."

Mu Qingfeng's face turned pale, "I know."

Mu Fuyun suppressed her emotions and said softly, "I need you to help me open the scroll."

Mu Qingfeng didn't ask why, but put away his leaked emotions, "What do you want me to do?"

Mu Fuyun's eyes flickered, "I need your blood."

Without saying a word, Mu Qingfeng raised his hand and slapped his wrist, and the smell of blood immediately spread in the study.

Mu Fuyun was slightly taken aback, and also cut his wrist.The two streams of blood merged in mid-air, and then slowly merged into the scroll.

Looking at this scene, Mu Qingfeng had a very strange feeling, as if his and Mu Fuyun's blood were completely fused together, and the two became one. This feeling made Mu Qingfeng faintly excited.

In comparison, Mu Fuyun's mood was not so wonderful.What he didn't tell Mu Qingfeng was that this kind of merging can only be carried out by the destined person, and the destined person is the person whose breath the fortune-teller can't feel.This kind of blending will only make them entangled for life after life.

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