Qian Wen saw that the driver's entire face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were even more blue than hers. Not only his eyes, but also his lips were blue, with no color at all.

"Ah!!" She was so frightened that she took a step back and did not dare to get in the car.

When she retreated, she almost stepped on the foot of a passing aunt.

The aunt looked up and found that the girl was not in a good state, so she asked worriedly: "Little girl, what's wrong with you? Were you frightened by something?"

"He, he, he, he..." Qian Wen pointed at the man in the car with trembling hands, her face full of horror: "He... is very abnormal."

"Huh? Who is it? There is no one in front of you!"

The aunt looked at the empty street in front of her, thinking that Qian Wen had a mental problem, and said sympathetically: "Little girl, where is your family? Why don't they accompany you when you go out?"

"There's someone, he's in the car, he's looking at me..."

However, before Qian Wen could finish her words, she suddenly saw a black car speeding towards her and was about to hit her. Qian Wen's eyes widened in horror, but she saw the black car pass directly through the taxi.

Qian Wen realized belatedly that she seemed to have seen a ghost in broad daylight.

She grabbed her aunt's hand tightly in fear.

The aunt had no choice but to send her to the police station.

Someone questioned that she was mentally ill and asked where her family was?

But she has no family in Suzhou.

She is a migrant worker, and she does have the numbers of her colleagues, but all her colleagues are vying for customers and wishing that no one else would come to work.

They will not come to her aid.

In desperation, Qian Wen had no choice but to dial Yan Zhen's number.

Not long after, Jiang Zhiyu appeared at the gate of the police station and took Qian Wen out.

Qian Wen lowered her head and did not dare to go to work. She asked Jiang Zhiyu to take her to Yunshuizhai.

In Yunshuizhai.

Yan Zhen was wearing a moon-white cheongsam and sitting on the sofa drinking morning tea. Her temperament was elegant and restrained, giving people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Yan Zhen looked at Qian Wen, smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite, "Miss Qian, please sit down."

"Master! I seem to be dying!"

Qian Wen almost cried when she saw Yan Zhen, so she sat directly next to Yan Zhen, held her hand, and told Yan Zhen carefully what happened that morning.

After she finished speaking, she still felt scared: "You said if I didn't pay attention and got into the car directly, would I be killed by that thing now?"

"will not."

Yan Zhen's tone was calm and he said with certainty: "The one you met is a toiling spirit. He worked hard all his life and returned to his old business after his death. He drove the spirit for rent. You can see it. It's probably because of the sequelae of being possessed before. .”

Qian Wen was surrounded by a strong aura of death.

The best way to get rid of dead energy is to get more sun.

But although the weather has entered autumn, autumn tigers are also very poisonous. If you stay in the sun until your life is gone, you may suffer from heat stroke.

Helpless, Yan Zhen had no choice but to hold Qian Wen's hand and use his own body to purify the death energy.

Smelling the scent that suddenly came out of the air, and feeling her body becoming more and more relaxed, Qian Wen looked at Yan Zhen's hand suspiciously.

She looked at Yan Zhen with shock in her eyes.

What is the background of this woman?
The disease can be cured with just one hand.

Qian Wen couldn't see anything, and of course she would be frightened if she saw it.

At this moment, there was a thick black mist on her body. After Yan Zhen put his hand on it, the black mist seemed to have found its host and rushed toward Yan Zhen's body crazily.

Si Zui stood at the door of the store and happened to see this scene.His eyes were calm, with an indescribable emotion.

Although Yan Zhen's physique has been recognized for a long time, it would still be shocking to witness it with his own eyes.

She didn't expect that in this turbid world, there would be such a clean body that could absorb the turbid air in the world. Not only would it not be backlashed, but the turbid air seemed to be able to nourish her.

After Yan Zhen absorbed the death energy, her complexion looked much better than before.

Jiang Zhiyu was already familiar with the strangeness. Although Chi Sheng had never seen it before, Feng Yuan, the fox, had turned into a human. There was nothing strange that could shock her.

Feng Yuan, on the other hand, looked at this scene with bright eyes: "A Sheng, our boss has this ability, I'm afraid it will bring danger to her!"

"Danger?" Chi Sheng was puzzled: "Our boss is very capable! She can avert any danger she encounters."

"Her body is a good material for cultivation. If I can cultivate with her..."

When she said this, she was suddenly hit on the head by Chi Sheng: "You stinky fox, what do you think about all day long?"

"It's not me. I don't dare to have that plan. I'm talking about other people. Those who seek immortality. If they discover her existence, they will definitely fight to their death."

"It means that she is not in danger, but the person who wants her is in danger?"

Chi Sheng restores antiques. She knows the value of antiques. It is never the antique itself that has the final say, but the person who wants to own it.

Feng Yuan picked up an antique vase and said to Chi Sheng, "But what if the person who can't get it wants to destroy it so that others can't get it?"

Chi Sheng hurriedly reached out and snatched the vase from Feng Yuan's hand, and wiped it with a flannel: "I believe Mr. Fu can protect her."

While the two were talking, Si Zui opened the door and walked in.

Feng Yuan didn't like this man very much, but considering that he was a guest, she could only invite him in with a smile: "Mr. Si."

"Little Fox."

Si Zui turned to look at Feng Yuan.

This is why Feng Yuan doesn't like Si Sin.

She is obviously a human being and has a human name, but Si Zui just called her a fox.

This means that she does not recognize her cultivation.

"My name is Feng Yuan, Mr. Si."

"Feng Yuan? Do you mean to have both sides?" Si Zui smiled and looked up at Yan Zhen: "It is indeed a good choice to stay with her to practice, but I advise you not to have any evil thoughts, otherwise I will accept it about you."

"Don't think everyone is like you."

"That's not my plan."

"You'd better not, otherwise I won't let you go..."

Si Sui sneered, ignored Feng Yuan, the inconspicuous little fox, and walked directly to sit next to Yan Zhen.

The fragrance became stronger.

Yan Zhen glanced at Si Zui and retracted his hand warily.

She smiled and said to Qian Wen: "You can also come to me if you have time to bask in the sun. If you are afraid of anything you see in the future, close your eyes."

Qian Wen felt that her body felt much better, but her psychological fear had not diminished at all. She did not dare to go anywhere now, and she did not even dare to leave Yan Zhen's side.

It's not that she doesn't trust Yan Zhen, but she feels that she might be scared to death if she walks out of this door.

Those memories keep replaying in my mind over and over again.

However, Tony Leung is already dead and was burned into a jar of ashes by his wife. He always recalls the past with a dead person and is afraid that she will go crazy under long-term mental torture.

"Master Tian, ​​please take me in."


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