After offering the wrong incense, the fairy family forced me to pledge myself to you

Before Qin Muan died, he provoked Ye Chenchen and me!
I thought this would completely break up Ye Chenchen and I, but when Ye Chenchen, who had been in a coma for a day and a night, opened her eyes, she actually hugged me.

"I'm sorry..." Ye Chenchen buried his face in my arms and sobbed, "An'an, I was obsessed with ghosts! I'm confused! It was all my willfulness that killed my father. I don't want to lose you as a good friend again. Got it!"

"Chenchen!"

There was a lump in my throat, and I was so sore that I couldn't speak.

"I was carried away by false love. It's all my fault! An'an, what I said to you before was all said indiscriminately when I was angry. I didn't think so in my heart! You believe me, believe me Bar!"

"Don't cry!" I wiped Ye Chenchen's tears, "How could our relationship of several years break up just because of those few unpleasant words? It's not your fault, it's that I shouldn't have taken over Qin Mu'an! If I hadn't taken Qin Mu'an in , this won’t happen.”

"No! That's not the case!" Ye Chenchen shook his head, "You are also a victim, but you just happen to have Baojiaxian to protect you. I am very lucky that I blocked this disaster for you. I would rather be injured than I wish you could be deceived."

"Chenchen, I'm sorry..."

I hugged Ye Chenchen and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ye Chenchen patted my back gently, and suppressed cries poured into my ears.

"An An, we are still good friends, right?"

"Yes, we are lifelong friends!"

"Then I'll... feel at ease!" When Ye Chenchen said this, he suddenly raised his head. "An'an, I want to go back and apologize to grandma, and I have to take good care of my mother. I want to let the cheerful and happy Ye Chenchen from before return to this world!"

"I'll accompany you back!"

"No need!" Ye Chenchen wiped away his tears with a smile, "You make good money and try to support me in the future!"

"Ok!"

After watching Ye Chenchen leave, I breathed a sigh of relief.

When he turned around, he saw Ning Yi.

Ning Que's expression seemed a little solemn.

"Xianjia, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you think there's something wrong with her?"

"Not right?"

"When ordinary people suffer huge changes, the emotional control area of ​​​​the brain will temporarily become disordered. Especially for her, she suffered the death of her father, the suicide of her mother, and even the betrayal of her lover within a few days! The huge emotional impact was beyond her ability to bear. But she could not bear it. She acted too...calm!"

When Ning Zhen said this, he stared at me solemnly.

"An'an, you'd better be careful!"

"I see!"

……

I went to the hospital to visit Aunt Ye, but was told that she had been discharged.

So I went to Ye's house, and just as I was about to knock on the door, I saw Dr. Hu carrying garbage.

Dr. Hu nodded and smiled at me before leaving.

I walked in and saw Aunt Ye who was wiping Uncle Ye's portrait, while Ye Chenchen was sitting on the sofa peeling apples.

"An'an, why are you here?" After Ye Chenchen handed the apple to Aunt Ye, he hugged me affectionately. "You didn't tell me in advance so I could drive to pick you up!"

“It’s very convenient for me to ride here!”

"The little eDonkey is not very safe either!"

"An'an!" Aunt Ye turned around and greeted me with a smile, "You're here!"

"Hello Auntie!"

"Here!" Aunt Ye handed me the apple, "Chenchen just peeled it!"

"Chenchen cut this specially for you!"

"She gives me delicious food in different ways every day, and this one is no exception!" Aunt Ye patted me, "Eat it!"

"Oh, Uncle Hu's stewed elbow is still on the stove. I'll go take a look!"

Ye Chenchen exclaimed and hurried into the kitchen.

Glancing at Ye Chenchen, Aunt Ye looked at me.

"I saw you in a daze when I was being rescued in the hospital! At that time, my body felt very light and I couldn't help but float outward. Then you pushed me back, and then I suddenly woke up."

"Auntie, that's just a dream!"

"Maybe!" Aunt Ye nodded lightly, "Chenchen suddenly became sensible! At first when I saw Lao Hu taking care of me, she was sarcastic and resistant. But now, she has become so polite. She even told me in private , she supported me in starting my next relationship.”

I smiled and didn't answer, but prepared to put the apple down.

But the moment he lowered his gaze, his heart skipped a beat.

Because the peeled apple is covered with crescent-shaped dents.

It looks like it was dug with fingernails.

Suddenly, I remembered what Ning Zhen said to me.

Did Ye Chenchen really let go or was he holding back?
……

I successfully passed my CET-[-] exam!
With so much going on lately, this is definitely good news.

The matter of minus 3 should be put on the agenda.No. 3 had no memory of what happened before his death, and there were only numbers on the roll call, so I could only find Director He.

"Those are unclaimed remains. Those with surnames and family members were cremated long ago. So, I don't know their names!"

Director He said this and suddenly looked at me.

"An'an, why do you ask this?"

"I want to give them salvation!" I murmured, "The body remains in the funeral parlor and cannot be laid to rest as long as the resentment goes away."

"Yes!" Director He nodded, "Leaving a lonely ghost in the world is not a long-term solution!"

"Are there any relics in Minus 3? Maybe we can find clues!"

"There are no relics!" Director He frowned, "But when I took over handling him, I seemed to have seen a tattoo on his back."

"Great, I'll go and have a look!"

Opening the door to the morgue, I went straight to Minus 3.

After forcefully opening the morgue, Minus 4's face suddenly stuck out.

"What are you doing?"

"Why did you come out in broad daylight? Just in time, help me turn him over!"

With the help of negative 4, I turned negative 3 over.

Then, a somewhat faded tattoo appeared in front of his eyes.

Probably because it had been frozen for too long, the skin of the body had become somewhat twisted and contracted.

So, probably only an outline can be seen.

"Looks like a human!" Minus 4 said, "He also holds a knife!"

"Knife?"

I used my fingers to spread the skin on my back, squinted my eyes and lowered my head.

After taking a closer look, my heart suddenly tightened, and I quickly took out my phone to search.

"It seems to be... Qinglong Yanyue Sword!"

"Qinglong Yanyue Sword?" Minus 4 was shocked, "Isn't that the weapon of Mr. Guan?"

Master Guan?
Guan Yu!

So, the tattoo on the back of Minus 3 is Guan Yu?

There probably aren't many tattoo artists who can create such complex patterns, so if you look for them with the pictures, there should be clues.

But the tattoo on the body is blurred, how do I get it off?
Just when I thought of this, there was suddenly a sound of mourning music outside.

Immediately afterwards, there were cries one after another.

I hurriedly ran out and saw the hearse slowly driving in.

"Director He, what's going on?"

"The man who just arrived from a heart attack and died suddenly is said to be a very famous cultural relic restoration expert."

Cultural relics...restored?
Isn’t this just a professional counterpart?

While Director He and the family were explaining the funeral arrangements, I quietly touched the crystal coffin.

Glancing at the old man lying there with his head raised, I patted my shoulders with my backhand.

Afraid of seeing ghosts in broad daylight, I wanted to put out the fire on my shoulders.

"Is something wrong?"

When I was filming vigorously, a loud voice sounded.

Subconsciously I raised my head and saw an old man lying on the coffin looking inside.

"What kind of hairstyle did you give me? It's so ugly! I don't know how shameful it is to give me a hair dryer with white hair."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly raised his head.

"Can you help me tell them to dye my hair black before cremation?"

"If you'd like to do me a favor, I can dye it colorful for you!"

"I'm getting older, and I don't want to be unconventional anymore!" The old man waved his hand, "You can see me, which proves that we are destined. If it's easy, just say it!"

"I heard that you know how to restore cultural relics?"

"That's my specialty!"

"Can the painting be restored?"

"This is also my area of ​​expertise!" The old man nodded proudly, "What do you want me to repair? Is it Huang Gongwang's 'Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains' or Tang Bohu's 'Autumn Wind Holding a Fan'?"

"It's a corpse picture!"

"Corpse picture?" The old man's eyes widened instantly, "Which famous artist did it come from?"

"Minus [-]!" Having said this, I raised my fingers. "Old sir, come with me!"

……