Fakong nodded lightly, put the jade horse into his sleeve, threw it to the shopkeeper, and fluttered away with a silver coin.

Fa Kong was walking on the street when he suddenly disappeared in a flash and appeared in an alley outside the house.

At this time, Bai Yutian was walking with his hands behind his back, followed by four middle-aged guards with alert expressions.

Fakong touched his face gently, and then shook slightly.

The next moment, he had turned into an old man with a sallow face, a stooped figure, wearing a gray gown, and moved slowly step by step.

His breath was weak, and he seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time. He was obviously seriously ill and fell into a serious illness.

The Little Ruyi Kung allows him to change as he wishes.

There were clothes inside the Kalachakra Tower. He entered it, changed his clothes and came out again. From the outside, it looked like an instant change.

At this time, the five men from Bai Yutian were already approaching, walking tremblingly without letting go of their vigilance.

All five people stared at him warily.

Fa Kong pretended not to know anything and walked slowly. When he came to Bai Yutian, he stopped, stepped aside, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Bai Yutian and the other five frowned and walked close to the other wall to avoid being affected by his cough.

Who knows what kind of disease he has, it may be a highly contagious and strange disease that cannot be avoided carelessly.

Fakong looked up at them, his eyes fell on Bai Yutian, and he shook his head.

His eyes were blurry and he sighed: "Old age is a disease of internal degeneration and is not contagious."

Bai Yutian forced a smile.

A middle-aged guard said solemnly: "Old man, don't go out with such a serious illness. Why not go out and take the risk? A fall would be serious."

Fakong smiled and sighed: "What a bloody disaster, you five, you have to be careful."

"Hey, you old man, you actually cursed us!"

"Alas... I also have good intentions." Fakong shook his head and sighed: "If you don't listen, there's nothing we can do about it."

"Old man, how can you conclude that we are suffering from a bloody disaster?" Bai Yutian waved his hand to stop the guards from talking, and looked at Fa Kong with a smile.

Fakong said: "You have a blood energy in your body, which is a sign of the bloody disaster. What a pity for my eyes..."

He pointed to his blurred eyes: "I have seen too many disasters, and I have also suffered misfortune."

"Can the old man really see disasters?" Bai Yutian smiled and said, "Then tell me what other disasters I have?"

"The disaster of death." Fakong stared at him and shook his head: "If you don't do anything bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."

Bai Yutian was stunned by Fakong's confused gaze.

Fakong's eyes suddenly turned dark, and he sighed: "We still have to accumulate virtue. I'll stop here and say goodbye."

He spoke and slowly moved away.

The smile on Bai Yutian's face faded and he stared coldly at Fakong's back.

"Master..." a guard whispered: "This old guy is talking nonsense, leave him alone!"

"Hmph." Bai Yutian said coldly: "He really happened to meet him by chance. Didn't he wait for us here on purpose?"

"Is he someone with ulterior motives?!" Another guard said solemnly, "But he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner."

"If you don't practice martial arts, you can practice other things." Bai Yutian said coldly: "Besides, there are also magical skills that can restrain the breath."

The four guards nodded.

I don't think so in my heart.
Chapter completed!