There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 121 There are three fires on people

  Wen Yiren completely ignored Jiang Yurun’s contemptuous gaze, and looked up at the sky. “There are three fires on a person’s body, one on each shoulder, and one on the head. Do you know that all men are described as masculine?"

   "The three fires on men are more vigorous?"

"Not at all. These three fires are equivalent to three lights. As the saying goes, walking alone at night hears someone telling you not to look back. This time around, one fire will be extinguished. Wait until all three fires are extinguished. , Then you will become the target of public criticism and the prying object of all demons and monsters."

  Wen Yiren deliberately lowered her voice, with a serious expression, Jiang Yurun's heart was frizzy when she listened.

  The two walked hand in hand along the side of the road. There were almost no lights in the wilderness, and the road ahead could be seen vaguely by the moonlight above them.

  "Pleasant, why does your father have to find you a man with a full yang of eight characters, I see you are so courageous, you must also have strong yang!"

  Wen Yiren rolled her eyes, she was obviously full of yin.

   "Because, my parents are more superstitious?"

   "Because of what the fortune-telling master told you when you were a kid?"

  "When I was a child, I was really in poor health. Fortune-telling played tricks."

  Jiang Yurun was quiet for a moment, staring solemnly at Wen Yiren's profile, "Yiren, is there such a thing in this world?"

"What do you think?"

   Jiang Yurun shook his head.

  "Have you heard of Sanhua Juding?"

   Jiang Yurun continued to shake his head, "I don’t study metaphysics."

"There is a kind of person with strong yang energy and pure heart and good life. This kind of person is so-called being favored by God, that is, three flowers gather on the top. This kind of evil thing does not touch five feet, and ghosts are not close. Fortune tellers Said that I have a bad temper, and I need to find someone who has the top three flowers to be the husband."

  This phenomenon exists, but Wen Yiren, as the messenger of Wangchuan, was originally dealing with ghosts. Will she survive because of these?

  Joke!

  Jiang Yurun seemed to understand, "So your parents liked He Ziqin so much at the beginning, do you want you to marry He Ziqin?"

"correct."

   "But He Ziqin's heart is not pure except for the eight-character Quanyang. It is not so good to have Xu Yi as a gold-worshiping girl!"

  "Indulgence. Sooner or later you will be infected by Yin Qi."

  Wen Yiren felt very sick when he thought of everything he heard outside Xu Yi's lounge that day.

  It's not because those two people are disgusting doing things like that in the company, but because the thought of He Ziqin's salty pig hand once holding her hand makes it disgusting.

  "Yi Ren, I just found out that you have so much research on metaphysics."

  "Ear and eye rendering."

  Her father likes to study these.

  As a psychologist, she believed in fortune-telling. Will her father be the first in China?

  The more you go in, the darker the weather, and even the road gradually becomes muddy.

   Seeing that it was about to reach the terminal, the last bus of 444 suddenly appeared in sight.

   "The driver is alone in the car, it looks a little scary!" Jiang Yurun whispered.

  Wen pleasantly squinted his eyes, and his gaze passed over the faces of the people in the car one by one.

  Some put their faces on the car windows, their eyes bleed and their eyes were dull, and some had savage facial features, and their eyes were about to fall off.

  There are even more ghosts in that car than when it came.

  So, it makes sense not to go out in the middle of the night. Maybe, at a certain crossroad, you can meet one of these ghosts.

  (End of this chapter)