Kyoto, the sunset bridge behind fresh snow.

Candles on both sides of the shore reflect the ground, and the sound of the wind is pleasant and clear.

When we are in love with young men and women, there is a faint melodious music coming slowly.

Passersby passed by the seven people, chatting and laughing, which also made them even more unique.

These people had more or less a bitter and resentful expression on their faces, and they were like going to the execution ground, and they were out of place.

"I suspect they have left..."

Fang Shenyan handed Ji Li a cigarette, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed softly, shook his head and started smoking.

Ji Li smoked in the wind, and the smoke wisps floated back and forth between his hair. He could not take the initiative to find the fourth branch.

In fact, when he realized that the Fourth Branch was likely to receive specific tasks in advance, he realized that it was too late for them to go.

So, now he can only hope that the hotel will not let Fang Shenyan’s prophecy come true.

"What kind of reason will it give the fourth branch? It has to take action against us..."

This is a question without answers. The insiders will only be the fourth branch where they don’t know where they are now, and they will not be able to tell Yu Jili.

"Shopkeeper, then what are we doing now?" Cui Yanqing seemed to have forgotten what she had done in the taxi before, and now she came up with a smile on her face.

Ji Li glanced at him, then crossed his eyes and looked at the silent plum sound, with some deep meaning in his eyes.

"Let's go for a walk, I haven't left the country yet."

After saying this, Ji Li had already walked along the shore with a cigarette in his pocket, as if he was integrated with the pedestrians around him, and it was hard to distinguish him.

Only a few newcomers were left to be in chaos in the wind, and they could not keep up with Ji Li's thinking.

"It's inexplicable!" After being provoked by Cui Yanqing, Chi Rou was already very disliked by Ji Li.

But they had no choice but to start walking near the Sunset Bridge.

Ji Li and Fang Shenyan walked side by side, and two men with outstanding appearance and temperament were also outstanding. On the way, some Japanese women came to chat with each other.

But Ji Li was not as cold as usual, and seemed to have become a tourist. Although he was not good at speaking, he was still gentlemanly.

After just seeing off a pure-looking woman, Ji Li put away her smile and saw Fang Shenyan staring at him with a smile.

Ji Li seemed to be in a good mood and chuckled softly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Shenyan hugged his shoulders with his arms, applied the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped on his feet.

"I never thought that you are quite a woman."

Ji Li's smile even more, and he sucked off the last breath of smoke, and said:

"Is that so? Let's see if it can lead to something."

Not far ahead, Ji Li suddenly saw an old woman in a kimono. She was kneeling on a wool blanket, with some rice paper and pens in front of her.

The old woman had silver hair and a hairpin was inserted on her head, looking gentle and kind.

"What do you think she does?" Ji Li was very excited tonight, and even allowed Fang Shenyan to see many things he had never seen before.

Ji Li said to herself: "I guess she might be a seller."

"Fortune-teller." Fang Shenyan said firmly.

This made Ji Li look at him in surprise, but Fang Shenyan looked relaxed and walked over.

He said as he walked, "I always tell fortunes, and I came to the hotel because of fortunes."

"So, you believe in your life."

"Don't you believe it?"

Ji Li was silent when she heard this, but followed Fang Shenyan to the old woman.

Fang Shenyan looked up and down at the old woman. He did not lie. In the past, he always believed in fate. Otherwise, he would not have really followed because the charlatan pointed in a direction.

So he came to the hotel.

Xiao Qianduye rushed over at this time and acted as a translation.

After her conversation, I learned that the old woman was indeed a fortune teller, but she was called a palmist in Japan, and she specializes in palmistry.

Fang Shenyan stretched out his left hand and placed it in front of the old woman, with no expression on his face.

The old woman stretched out her dry hands, first looked up at Fang Shenyan, then took out the ink from the blanket, and poured a whole bottle on his left hand.

Then, Fang Shenyan was asked to face down and print his handprints on white rice paper.

Not long after, a black handprint on the left hand was brought to the old woman.

Fang Shenyan took the time to wash his hands in the copper basin beside the blanket, and Xiao Qianduye muttered with some joy.

"Is this thing really credible?"

Chi Rou and others also surrounded them. They must have believed it, but now there are ghosts in the world, so what is impossible.

When the old woman was carefully observing the lines of the handprints, her face was relaxed at first, but gradually, the wrinkles on her face suddenly squeezed together, as if she had seen something very terrible.

The skin wrinkles like a ball of cabbage, making people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

The original kindness had long disappeared, but she narrowed her old eyes, slowly raised her head, looked at Fang Shenyan deeply, and spoke a short Japanese sentence.

During this whole period of time, the old woman did not look at others at all, and even Ji Li next to Fang Shenyan seemed to be turned aside by her selectively!

Ji Li and Fang Shenyan watched quietly, but the others were shocked by the old woman's exaggerated performance.

Especially Xiao Qianduye, she was even more incredible. She was the only person who understood the old woman's words.

At first she was stunned, but then she clenched her fists and asked again, but the old woman shook her head and didn't want to talk anymore.

"What did she see?"

Fang Shenyan looked at Xiao Qianduye with a relaxed expression and said slowly.

Xiao Qianduye's face turned red and his expression was very cramped. He hesitated for a long time in everyone's eyes before he spoke out the old woman's divination.

"She said that the owner of this hand will die in his own hands within three days!"

As soon as these words were said, Cui Yanqing suddenly felt cold all over. His hidden thoughts seemed to be exposed, but he also felt that it was impossible.

Other newcomers were even more scared, and they were even a little further away from Fang Shenyan.

That's Fang Shenyan!

He is the only person in the Seventh Branch who owns a sin, "Die at the hands of his own people?" This is impossible. Who can kill him?

So, in full view of everyone, their eyes almost instantly focused on Ji Li.

Fang Shenyan looked relaxed and even laughed. He turned his head and looked at Ji Li who was frowning: "Will you kill me?"

Ji Li ignored him and instead kept his eyes on the old woman.

It doesn't matter whether you believe this kind of divination or not. Ji Li and Fang Shenyan are different. He is a person who does not believe in fate.

Now he was just wondering whether the purpose of the old woman's appearance was a bit strange.

Fang Shenyan believed in fortune-telling, so an old woman who was divining appeared, and she took action within three days. This was the mission time!

She also said something suspected to be provocative, she...

"You guys leave, I'll talk to her."

Ji Li felt more and more that something was wrong with this old woman. This simple divination sentence did not seem that simple.

When everyone left, Ji Li and the old woman sat face to face.

The old woman knelt in front of Ji Li. Ji Li stood in the wind in a depressed state. She looked like this Japanese woman, repenting in front of a long-haired man...

She spoke Chinese, and her tone was natural and casual, just like she looked at Ji Li's figure, as firm as if she had been waiting for him in the wind and snow for a long time.

"Ji Li... Fifty years later, we meet again...
Chapter completed!