Chen Sushang held the compass and stood motionless at the intersection.

A police car pulled up.

The British traffic police got out of the car, saw Chen Sushang, and asked her in English what to do.

Chen Sushang's English is fluent. Although he has a unique Chinese accent, he can express it clearly: "I passed by. Excuse me, can I pass by here?"

The British police said: "Yes, but there have been frequent traffic accidents here recently. If you are driving, miss, be careful."

Chen Sushang casually pointed to the house in the distance, and said: "I don't drive, I live there, I came here for a walk, and I was curious when I heard about the car accident."

She put the compass in her bag.

She was holding a simple compass, which was only a little bigger than a palm, and had a lid. When closed, it looked like a small mirror used by a girl, but it was very heavy, and it was only when she held it in her hand that she could perceive the difference.

The British police noticed it and regarded it as her make-up mirror, so they didn't ask any further questions.

"Don't be so curious." The policeman said, "There have been eight car accidents in a week here, and several people have been seriously injured. Two people have already died. It's not fun."

Chen Sushang changed his face slightly.

She glanced at the corner again. Even if she doesn't drive, she knows that the curve is moderate, not a big one. Bad weather with wind and rain will not cause frequent accidents in a week.

A road like this does not pass through the bustling streets, and there are not many vehicles passing by. Sometimes there will be a small car accident every two or three months.

It was because of the strangeness that I saw the newspaper.

"Are you a reporter?" the policeman asked her again.

Chen Sushang said, "No."

The British police did not embarrass her and even talked to her a few times.

In Chinese aesthetics, Chen Sushang is by no means a beauty, but British people appreciate Chinese people from a completely different angle. Chen Sushang has single eyelids, long and bright eyes, a flat nose, and a small and compact face. In the eyes of the British police, he is a particularly beautiful oriental face.

Because she thought she was beautiful, the police were willing to talk to her more.

Just patrolling is boring.

They talked for more than 20 minutes, and from this road they talked about the status quo of Hong Kong after the war and the current situation in the world.

Chen Sushang wanted as much information as possible, so he was very patient.

During the twenty minutes they spoke, no car passed by.

Chen Sushang was silently estimating when a car finally arrived in the distance.

When the car was turning, the tires seemed to slip, and it turned to the side for no reason, but the turning was not large, and it quickly returned to normal.

The police stopped quickly.

The car stopped and rolled down the window.

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Chen Sushang was surprised to see Ye Xueyao.

"Go back?" he asked Chen Sushang.

Chen Sushang explained to the police that this was her friend who came to pick her up with no other purpose.

The police waved and told them to leave quickly, not to stay here, and not to join in the fun.

Chen Sushang thanked the police and got into Ye Xueyao's car.

"Why are you here?" she asked Ye Xueyao, "Are you passing by or looking for me?"

"Looking for you." Ye Xueyao said.

When facing Chen Sushang alone, he would not be so nervous, nor would he stutter when he said three words or less.

"I'm fine, I'm just wandering around. You can turn around later, my driver is still waiting at the intersection ahead." Chen Sushang said.

She got off at the intersection, walked about a mile by herself, and came to the corner, and asked the driver to wait there.

Ye Xueyao said: "I know, I let him go back, go back, go back."

Chen Sushang glanced at him: "Then did he really go back?"

Ye Xueyao said, "Go back."

Chen Sushang: "......"

She frowned slightly, thinking that this driver is really unreliable. Ye Xueyao was not his employer, he didn't pay him a salary, but he was so obedient.

If this is in the Chen family, this kind of driver will definitely be fired.

"You, you, you are not, not, unhappy?" Ye Xueyao asked.

Chen Sushang was not very happy.

But she heard Ye Xueyao stuttered again and knew that he was nervous.

He also knew he was wrong.

Chen Sushang smiled: "No."

Ye Xueyao stopped talking.

He drove the car back to the middle of the mountain and sent Chen Sushang home first. Chen Sushang invited him to drink tea, but he also waved his hand to refuse.

When he returned to his home, he saw that Uncle Six and Xue Zhu were both there, and the two were murmuring about something.

Ye Xueyao sat over.

Ye Xuezhu said to the sixth uncle: "The star of the giant gate will only get an order on the first day of September, urging our formation. There are always accidents now, will it arouse the curiosity of other warlocks? Hong Kong is full of talented people."

Uncle Six pondered for a long time.

"The formation has been set up, who will retreat? If we are not careful, it will backfire on us." Sixth Uncle said, "It is a dilemma."

He was very annoyed and lit a cigarette, complaining to Xue Zhu, "I already said, let Xue Yao go, you have to make up your own mind. If it were Xue Yao, you wouldn't have come up with such a bad formation."

Ye Xuezhu bit her lip and was silent.

Sixth Uncle said again: "The three of us, together, can't compare to Xue Ling."

Xueling is their little sister, even younger than Xuezhu

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Years old, but is a real magician.

As soon as Xue Ling was mentioned, Xue Zhu would go crazy with jealousy.

She said coldly: "Uncle Six, don't destroy our prestige. It's normal to have a car accident, and it's only seven days away, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Ye Xueyao had been sitting, and only now did he speak: "I'm afraid."

Uncle Six turned his head and asked him, "What are you afraid of?"

Ye Xueyao pointed in the direction of Chen's house, "Taoist, Chen."

He is the priest and Miss Chen.

Sixth Uncle is still not sure about the path of Changqing Taoist priest, let alone the details of Chen Sushang. Their master and apprentice are too deeply involved in the world, and they are not like warlocks at all.

"The Taoist priest went to Burma." Sixth Uncle said, "Miss Chen is alone, and the three of us, it is easy to subdue her. As long as we succeed, we will leave Hong Kong immediately."

Ye Xueyao was silent.

After a long time, he looked up at Uncle Six: "I want it."

"What do you want?"

"Miss Chen." Ye Xueyao said.

Uncle Six looked at him.

Ye Xuezhu also looked at his brother and was a little worried: "You want Miss Chen? No, you can't kill her. Her master is a bit evil, so it's better not to have enemies with them."

Sixth Uncle also said: "I'll help you find a trickster. No one knows when she disappears, so don't cause trouble before."

Ye Xueyao looked at his uncle, then at his sister, and said again, "No."

The two of them also looked at him and waited patiently for him to answer.

"If you want her, take her home, mine." Ye Xueyao said.

Ye Xuezhu froze for a moment, and suddenly understood: "Brother, do you like Miss Chen? Do you want to take it home as a wife?"

Uncle Six was also surprised: "You..."

Ye Xueyao looked back at them frankly: "Yes."

Uncle Six and Ye Xuezhu were speechless and looked at him in astonishment, wondering how he could have such thoughts. Although there are many rules in their family, they do not prohibit men and women from marrying, or even marrying outsiders.

If they want to continue the bloodline, they must not marry close relatives, otherwise the children born will be monsters, which will lead to the extinction of the family.

Warlocks are different from other people. Even if they marry other women, they can't learn magic.

Ye Xueyao was different from them since childhood.

He had been raised in a cave until he was twenty years old. He was in contact with all the great warlocks of the family. He listened a lot, saw a lot, and practiced a lot, but he didn't speak much, which made him unable to speak well after he came out, and he would stutter if he exceeded the number of words.

Sixth Uncle and Xue Zhu raised him as an alien, but he didn't expect him to be moved, like a normal person.