The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 858
Jiang Li sat there thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Fu Er didn't say anything more.

When Xia Xin went out to practice, Jiang Li was not idle.

Fu Er didn't know how to cook, so he went out to buy food.

While Jiang Li was waiting for the food, he received a message from Fu Shiyan. It was nothing important, just chatting with Jiang Li, saying that he had a meeting all morning today.

As if complaining.

Jiang Li was bored, and he liked Fu Shiyan's voice privately, so he chatted with Fu Shiyan casually.

Maybe it was because someone was chattering 'in my ear', which made Jiang Li's mood inexplicably better.

On Fu Shiyan's side, Duan Jianchuan has been accompanying Fu Shiyan now, this is his mission.

When Fu Shiyan had a meeting, Duan Jianchuan also followed him.

After finally coming out of the conference room, Duan Jianchuan's head grew big, and he felt like he just saved his life.

Just as he was about to complain to Fu Shiyan, when he turned his head, he saw Fu Shiyan chatting with someone with a smile on his face.

Looking at his expression, Duan Jianchuan knew who was facing him, and a feeling of speechlessness lingered in his heart.

He turned to the other side.

Qing Yue was walking beside him, he didn't know what kind of wind was blowing today, Qing Yue took the initiative to ask to come to the company with him.

Duan Jianchuan was afraid that he would cause trouble and asked him to recuperate at home, so he didn't stop him.

At this moment, when Duan Jianchuan saw Qing Yue, he felt that it was a good time to come!
After all, he was not alone.

Touching Duan Jianchuan's admiring and satisfied eyes, Qing Yue frowned, and said in disgust, "Old Duan, what kind of eyes do you have? Although I don't mind men and women, I'm not picky about everything."

Duan Jianchuan's complexion suddenly collapsed, "It's not that I don't choose, don't worry."

Qing Yue said, "That's good."

Duan Jianchuan: "..."

Forget it.

Wen Zishu is better.

……

After Xia Xin came out of Jiaoyang Temple, he took a taxi and went to the address Qin Yingjun sent, a funeral parlor not far from the Xijiao Cemetery.

The land in the western suburbs cemetery is expensive, and it is said that it is reserved for the rich.

The same is true for the funeral parlor that came into existence next to it. Xia Xin has heard people say that the price of a package for a funeral here is enough to buy an ordinary car.

Xia Xin did not expect that Qin Yingjun and others would choose to handle Wen Mao's funeral here.

When I came over, the surprise in my heart slightly diluted some fear.

But I don't know if it's because the air-conditioning in the funeral parlor is always heavy and gloomy. As soon as Xia Xin came in, he felt a gloomy air.

He was muttering in his heart when he heard Qin Yingjun's voice.

"Master Xia Xin—"

Xia Xin followed the sound and saw Qin Yingjun coming from a hall next to him.

In order to facilitate others to hold funerals here, the funeral home has prepared many halls of different sizes, large and small.

The direction Qin Yingjun came from should be the largest hall of this funeral home.

"Mr. Qin." Seeing Qin Yingjun approaching, Xia Xin nodded at him, but in the next second, his movements suddenly stopped.

Because, he saw a strong Yin Qi in Qin Yingjun.

Clouds of Yin Qi, like black mist, lingered on Qin Yingjun's shoulders.

There are three balls of life fire on a person's body, one on the top of the head and one on each shoulder.

And the fire of life on Qin Yingjun's shoulders was almost extinguished by the yin pressure at this moment, only the flickering light remained, as if it would be completely extinguished at any time.

Xia Xin thumped in his heart, and asked subconsciously: "Mr. Qin, where have you been recently, and who have you met?"

Qin Yingjun was taken aback when he heard Xia Xin's words, "I haven't been anywhere? Why does Master Xia Xin ask such a question?"

(End of this chapter)