If you are targeted by a cold and beautiful girl

Chapter 289: Pixia is very happy (please vote for me and subscribe)

"You will use your real body to come to this place regularly every day from now on. As long as it is not when the sun is at its strongest, you can do it at any time." An Chen snapped his fingers and pointed to a location opposite the Spirit World Psychiatric Clinic.

"Huh?" A Wu was confused.

"Literally." An Chen stood up holding Jiu Ge's hand.

Withdrawing the enchantment, he is ready to leave.

"?" Seeing that the barrier disappeared, Awu immediately returned to his original state.

If you continue to look like a phantom, it will be more or less risky if you stay far away from the road across the street from the community and stay in the same place for too long.

To be fair, he is indeed very powerful in the spirit body, maybe a little stronger than the phantom clone, but there are many uncertainties among the masters in the world.

An Chen is an uncertain factor.

Thanks to this great benefactor, the association now sends people everywhere to look for him. If he wants insurance, there is no need to maintain such a dangerous appearance if he doesn't need to disguise himself.

"It really looks black." Jiuge's eyes widened and he looked at Awu with a strange complexion in surprise.

She suddenly knew the origin of the name Awu.

At the beginning, Jiuge thought Awu was a crow spirit or something.

It took a long time to do it, and it got its name from its strange skin color.

"Did you hear what I said?" An Chen took a step towards Ah Wu.

"I know!" Awu replied immediately.

Although I don't know An Chen's intentions, but if he refuses, he will definitely be beaten badly.

"Well, then let's go. Remember not to be caught by other things or people." An Chen nodded with satisfaction.

"I know, my benefactor, boss!" Awu kowtowed to An Chen as if he had been forgiven.

Showing a flattering smile, he turned around and disappeared.

……

"You asked me to meet A Wu this time just to recognize the spirit?" Back in the community, Jiu Ge asked An Chen in a low voice.

"Absolutely. After thinking about it, I still have to avoid special situations." An Chen glanced at Jiuge and replied with a smile.

"Then since Zhang Zhidong has been sent away, why do you still ask Awu to come over from time to time?" Jiuge turned back and looked at the door of the community.

On the left, Zhang Zhidong's card was illuminated again.

It seems that Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou have gone back.

She didn't quite understand how Zhang Zhidong and An Chen exchanged information.

Could it be spiritual communication or using a fake mobile phone from the spiritual world?

But in the meantime, An Chenming didn't seem to make any move on his face.

Jiuge didn't feel any movement from An Chen.

"Do you usually watch TV series or novels about the King of Hell, Black and White, and Impermanence?" An Chen thought for a moment and asked.

"……No."

Jiuge paused and looked at An Chen as if he was looking at a fool.

Is not this nonsensical.

"That's right..." An Chen took out the key and opened the apartment door.

"You must know the legends about the King of Hell, Black and White Wichang, and Po Meng, right?" After entering the door, he squatted down and started to change his shoes.

"You know this, the King of Hell is the boss of the underground, Black and White Wuchang is responsible for claiming lives, and Po Meng gives soup to the reincarnated people to make them forget what happened in their previous lives." Jiuge stroked the toffee cat's head , took the first step and sat on the sofa.

If she remembered correctly, there seemed to be people in the legend who couldn't let go of the memories of their lifetimes and didn't want to drink Meng Po soup or something like that.

"So smart!" An Chen gave a thumbs up and turned on the TV.

The TV is broadcasting the news that an actor surnamed Li collapsed.

Various authoritative platforms are releasing their own opinions one after another.

What the actor surnamed Li did did not violate the criminal law, and he could be released within a few days of detention.

But once this wave of information is revealed, this person will definitely not be able to continue his stardom.Not only that, there will be crazy public opinion and huge compensation waiting for him.

An Chen only had one opinion about this - he deserved it.

As a public figure, image is very important, let alone a famous actor.

Nowadays, most people who chase stars are still low-educated and young. This is not meant to be looked down upon or anything else, but an objective fact.

Especially minors, whose three views are not yet formed.

If their idol does something bad, it may distort their outlook on life and the world.

This can be seen from the fact that there are so many fans on the Internet who swear to support the actor.

"You mean, there are indeed the King of Hell, Black and White Wuchang, and Po Meng down there?" Jiuge didn't look very surprised.

He took out two popsicles from the refrigerator and threw one to An Chen. She ate it in small bites.

"Yes, logically speaking, there are occasionally people from the spirit world, or civil servants from the underworld, mixed in with the crowd." An Chen tore open the popsicle package and bit off a third of the popsicle in one bite.

"So, you want to use the bad deeds of Awu as bait to catch the underworld officials who arrested him?" Jiu Ge suddenly realized.

This does seem to be a good approach.

She lowered her head, her expression a little complicated.

Even so, Jiuge is still worried about whether it is safe for the living to mix among the dead.

If you really go to the underworld by then, I don’t know if it will be difficult to figure it out.

After all, she had never heard of any precedent.

"Smart." An Chen scored twice and gave a thumbs up to Jiuge.

Throwing the finished stick into the trash can, he picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

"Have you ever seen a person who looks like black and white?" Jiuge finished chewing the popsicle in a few times and threw the stick into the trash can.

"I've seen some suspicious ones, but I didn't pay much attention at the time." An Chen shrugged.

The aura on his body is different from that of ordinary spirits. He is neither an evil spirit nor a heroic spirit, but mostly a ghost.

"If possible, maybe I can get to know a few big guys by the way." He tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling.

This is easy to say.

Since there are psychics, witches, and all kinds of magicians in the underworld, it would not be surprising to find a few living people who can be related to officials in the underworld.

But before that, it is still necessary to determine the spiritual selection of the suspected spirit.

"That's it, then I have another question." Jiuge looked at the TV screen and then at An Chen.

She was not curious about whether he was a boss or not.

After staying with An Chen for so long, Jiu Ge won't be surprised by anything he encounters.

"What's the problem?" An Chen was confused.

"How did you communicate with Zhang Zhidong?" Jiuge stared at An Chen with his round eyes.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." An Chen patted his pants and took out a ball of air from his pocket.

"?" Jiuge was shocked.

"You can't see it, right? You can't see it, right?" An Chen couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"What do you mean?" Jiuge didn't understand An Chen's routine.

"I have a mobile phone in my hand that can be used by spirits." An Chen said seriously.

"Really?" Jiuge looked left and right, but saw nothing.

"I lied to you, I used telepathy." An Chen replied seriously.

"..." Jiuge's fist hardened.

　Thanks for the January ticket that melts away the fine sand with tears.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)