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Chapter 1765 Crossroads

The intersection next to the prosperous era of Huating in Nandu New District.

It's still cool late in autumn.

Huang Bin, dressed in single clothes, stood at the intersection, stomping his feet coldly to keep warm while whispering:

"I'm planning my uncle. Do you want me to come early? I'll listen to you and come more than an hour in advance, but are you a man?"

"It's half an hour left. You won't get the call!"

When Huang Bin stamped his feet and cursed, "Squeak!" a rapid brake sound suddenly rang on the empty street.

I suddenly turned around and saw a black Mercedes-Benz amg swing its tail and parked on the side of the road.

The car door opened, Lu Fan jumped out of the car, walked towards him quickly.

"You are a man. Do you know how long I have been waiting for you here?"

Huang Bin walked towards Lu Fan cursingly. But when he was approaching, he suddenly stopped and looked at Lu Fan with a suspicious look on his face.

Then he showed a sudden enlightenment on his face: "With peach blossoms on his face, his eyes are full of spring. Your wife and others will come back today, right?"

Lu Fan looked at him in surprise and nodded: "It seems that you are not a scammer. Apart from being a little greedy for money, you are still a little more capable."

"cut."

Huang Bin gave him a blank look, then took Lu Fan and walked towards the intersection: "I will not bother with you because of your husband's small separation and a new marriage."

Lu Fan looked around. Not long after the establishment of Nandu New District, although the houses were sold quickly and the price was not low, there were still very few people who actually moved here to live.

So many people call this place a ghost town.

In the middle of the night, even a ghost could not be seen at the intersection except for the flashing traffic lights.

And the community behind them is Zhao Hong’s home.

"Why choose the place here instead of going to Zhao Hong's home?" Lu Fan said curiously.

"If someone in your house is lost, will you look for it at home? You must go outside to look for it. This is the same as summoning souls."

Huang Bin didn't even look at Lu Fan, lowered his head and opened his bag and searched for something inside: "But, the residual souls and souls are different. Like Kunlun's residual souls have independent consciousness of life and like to run around after death. But the souls are different. After they leave human bodies, they basically won't run around because they will easily get lost and will only wander near the doorstep, especially if there is an intersection at the doorstep, he will be half trapped here."

"Because in Taoist teachings, the intersection of the intersection is the intersection of yin and yang, which can easily make the soul confused here. Children usually call the soul downstairs or at the intersection in front of the door. This is the meaning, can you understand?"

Lu Fan nodded as if he was ignorant and asked, "It's twelve o'clock soon. Do we need to make any preparations now?"

At this time, Huang Bin also took out a lot of things from the bag, stood up and breathed deeply, "No need, if it's just a simple soul loss, it's easy to find, but if someone has ulterior motives to detain his soul and imprison it, then no matter how much we prepare, it's useless."

Just finished speaking.

The midnight bell of the church in the distant new district finally rang.

Huang Bin heard the sound and picked up the empty bowls, chopsticks, and food packed in lunch boxes on the ground and looked around.

Outside.

The streets at midnight were almost empty.
Chapter completed!
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