Fang Qiqi is a delicate girl, she looks exquisite, and her life is also exquisite.

With the departure of her mother, she was left with an uncle, a life that could disappear at any time, and because of the existence of her uncle, it became a little more colorful.

Her diet is very regular every day, and the doctor said that she should be double high, that is, high protein and high calorie, so Fang Qiqi has to drink two glasses of milk, half a catty of lean meat, five eggs, and occasionally eat some soy products every day.

She has a sweet tooth, but after getting this disease, she hasn't eaten her favorite cake and ice cream for a long time, because cancer cells mainly get their energy from sugar, and cancer cells consume 20 times more sugar than normal cells.

She is very quiet, does not cry or make trouble, and is as well-behaved as a doll on the shelf.

When she came out of Fang Qiqi's house, as soon as Gong Chuchu closed the door, she threw herself into Li Hugo's arms and sobbed: "Why is such a good girl ...... Why did you suffer such a big death? This world is not beautiful at all, it is cruel......"

"Cruelty is also part of beauty, but at least she has an uncle who is comparable to her father. Li Hugo said, he stroked Fang Qiqi's head, "Okay, don't feel uncomfortable, if you are free in the future, you can accompany her." ”

"Hmm. Gong Chuchu nodded, but she no longer felt sleepy.

But Li Hugo had another thought, he observed that on the head of Fang Qiqi, there was a wisp of black smoke as thick and thin as a finger, and the black smoke drifted outside, and he was now sure of one thing, that is, everyone in this world has such smoke.

What is this black smoke? Why is it that the more sad a person is, the more he will have on his head?

Li Hugo saw that there was also a black smoke on Gong Chuchu's head, the smoke was not obvious, only as fine as a hair.

There are many people buying antiques everywhere in Li Jiayuan, and there are many foreigners, but most of the antiques sold are fakes, and these vendors can slaughter them when they see people with good faces, and they do not plan to do long-term business, but to make money as fast as possible.

It is because of the existence of these people who sell fakes that the reputation of Li Jiayuan is not as good as before, and the local government has managed it, but it is of little use.

These counterfeit sellers are like maggots on tarsal bones, scraping off a layer, so they climb up another layer, and when people react, they find that it is not that there are too many maggots, but that the skin and flesh are rotten.

So Li Hugo took over the shop, and there was no business to send to the door, Li Hugo didn't mind the business, he didn't come to do business, he just found a quiet place, and then did what he wanted to do.

Tuk Tuk ......

A knock on the door came from a distance, Li Hugo raised his head, and found a familiar person, this person was none other than Feng Haoran, who had met in the Yuanyang realm before.

"Is that you?"

"Ha, are you not welcome?" Feng Haoran walked in, wearing a young casual suit, with a pair of eyes, combing a big back, looking very interesting, he came to the seat opposite Li Hugo as if he was familiar with it, "Actually, I have been observing you for the past few days, and the result is as I expected, you are really ......"

"Am I?"

Li Hugo rinsed all the tea utensils with boiling water once, preheated the tea utensils, and poured boiling water into the purple clay pot, fair cup, smelling cup, and tea cup, and then slowly put the tea leaves into the utensils.

Feng Haoran's eyes fell on Li Hugo's tea set: "This is a good tea set." ”

"Sort of, you continue what you just said. ”

"You can see those black qi, right? In the Yuanyang Realm before, I saw you staring at other people's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and your eyes were full of doubts and puzzles. Feng Haoran said.

"Can you see it too?" Li Hugo paused, looking surprised, but he still slowly poured the boiling water into the pot, so that the water and the tea could be properly contacted, and then quickly poured out, the purpose was very simple, in order to remove the unclean substances on the surface of the tea leaves, and to filter out the unfried tea leaves.

Feng Haoran said: "I have yin and yang eyes, this is natural, I can see it now, in your shop, there is an ancient woman in a white dress, she is standing next to the blue and white porcelain in the distance." ”

Feng Haoran pointed into the distance, on the counter, sure enough, there was a blue and white porcelain, on which was gilt tattooed with the appearance of a woman, the air around the porcelain bottle was very cold, but Li Hugo couldn't see it, Feng Haoran said this, which made Li Hugo feel a chill down his spine.

"You've practiced pupil art before?"

"Sort of, but only for a while, and then it wasn't, but my eyesight is good. Li Hugo poured the boiling water into the pot again, and the spout nodded three times during the pouring process.

Feng Haoran saw Li Hugo's technique and knew that this was the "Phoenix Three Nods" in the tea ceremony, he was showing respect to himself, Feng Haoran said, "You're not afraid?"

"What am I afraid of, and I didn't hurt her. Li Hugo said with a smile, he put down the kettle, and then skimmed off the tea powder with the lid of the kettle, and removed the tea leaves floating on it, in order to only drink the tea and not let the tea leaves floating on it reach the mouth, and then covered the lid of the pot, and used the tea clip to group the fragrant cup and the tea cup and put it on the saucer.

Watching Li Hugo gently pour the tea in the pot into the fair cup, Feng Haoran nodded: "Indeed, but sometimes if you don't provoke these evils, she may not come to provoke you." ”

Li Hugo sent the cup to the guests with both hands, Feng Haoran took it with both hands, such a noble treatment, Feng Haoran did not encounter much, so his good impression of Li Hugo increased greatly in his heart, Li Hugo said: "What do you say is the black gas?"

"That's a kind of turbidity, turbidity is divided into death, demon, resentment, miasma, and this black smoke is a kind of death, something is absorbing these deaths somewhere, everyone has death, you also have, I also have, people encounter troublesome things, they will transform into death, deaths will be discharged from the heavenly spirit cover, usually disappear into the air, but now there seems to be a mysterious palm, somewhere in this world, absorbing these deaths. Feng Haoran said, "I am the ninth-generation leader of the Daomeng, these things ...... I'm all familiar with it. ”

"When you tell me this, does that mean ...... Does this have anything to do with the Blood Demon?" asked Li Hugo.

Feng Haoran took a sip of tea, praised a good tea, he put down the teacup and said, "It's related, and I'm afraid it has a lot to do with it." ”