Just one click.
There was some helplessness in the man's low voice.
When meeting Ying Chen for the first time that night, Wen Yu had too much fear.
Ying Chen's tough attitude, his sombre demeanor that almost kills him made him deeply uneasy.
But now he suddenly lowered his posture.
Wen Yu pursed his lips tightly and didn't struggle anymore, but he didn't nod his head in agreement either.
The man's bowed face almost touched his face, and his handsome facial features became clearer at a close distance.
His own panic was reflected in the deep and dark eyes, the high bridge of the nose lightly rubbed against the tip of his nose, and the breathing circled between the two of them.
Two people, as long as one of them touches each other, they can feel the warmth of each other's lips.
But Ying Chen seems to be waiting for his consent.
Wen Yu instinctively resisted, but in Ying Chen's stubborn and forbearing expression, he saw the pain that seemed to be suppressed for thousands of years and could not dissipate.
He suddenly wanted to cry.
Confused and overwhelmed, he closed his eyes tightly as if trying to escape.
He thought, even if Ying Chen broke the agreement and kissed him,
Then let him kiss it.
However, the cool breath around his cheeks gradually faded away, and even with his eyes closed, he could feel the shadow pressing on him gradually dissipate.
Ying Chen got up from his side and left the room.
When Wen Yu opened his eyes, the room was empty and silent. I only heard the sound of my heart beating extremely fast because of nervousness.
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When he woke up in the morning, he still didn't feel Ying Chen's breath, and the quilt and pillow around him didn't show signs of being moved.
It seems that Ying Chen will be willing to abide by the agreement between the two of them, and will not touch him again until he remembers the memory of his previous life.
But how can memory be found
Wen Yu frowned, and there was a tinkling sound outside, like the sound of cleaning.
It was the boy Yingchen sent to take care of him.
The shadow between Wen Yu's brows deepened, and he remembered another thing. He jumped out of bed and took out a business card from the back of his schoolbag.
Under the business card was written: Master Huang He. Heirs of the Yi family, watch Fengshui, see good and bad luck, undertake various rituals, exorcise evil spirits, and pray for blessings
It was given to him by the Taoist priest I met yesterday.
He didn't believe that humans could do this before, but after seeing the boy's awe of the yellow paper talisman yesterday afternoon, he believed it.
Wen Yu picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number above.
Master Huang's voice sounded like he hadn't woken up: "Little brother, did something good happen to thank me?"
Wen Yu wondered: "How do you know it's me?"
"Of course I know it's you. I saw you surrounded by purple aura yesterday, and you knew that my brother's luck is strong recently. You think you will meet noble people recently, solve disasters and disasters, and make a fortune."
If Yingchen is his nobleman
Wen Yu sneered in his heart, interrupted Huang He who was eloquent, and said, "Master Huang, can you teach me how to use your yellow talisman to drive away evil spirits?"
"Huh? Exorcism?"
Huang He: Tusk: "This child, why don't you believe me. There is no evil around you."
Wen Yu emphasized his tone: "Master Huang, I'm serious."
Huang He hehe: "I give people five hundred yuan a minute to exorcise evil spirits. If I teach others such a way to make money, how can I make a living?"
Wen Yu: "I'll pay your tuition."
He still has the transfer record to Huang He yesterday in his phone. So while discussing with Huang He, he opened the payment and pressed the transfer without hesitation.
"Twenty thousand, is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll transfer it to you."
Huang He should have received a transfer reminder, he was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "No, little brother, do you think it is so easy to enter the teacher's school?"
Wen Yu's tone was calm: "Since the master has accepted my money, I can take the transfer and sue you for fraud and fraud."
"Ha! You little bastard, you"
Huang He was speechless: "This thing can't be taught by preaching. First of all, it depends on whether you have the qualifications. Let me ask you, can you see things that normal people can't see?"
What are the things that you can't normally see
Wen Yu choked.
"I can't."
Huang He snorted and said, "Even if you can see it, it will take several years of sincere precepts to practice, or even decades to get your mana from the patriarch."
"Holding that yellow talisman in my hand can subdue demons and eliminate demons, but in your hand it's just a piece of waste paper."
"You think what I'm humming is definitely pretending to be a ghost, talking about gods and gods. It's all borrowing mana from the patriarch."
Wen Yu hurriedly asked: "What is Patriarch?"
Huang He tried hard to persuade: "Son, if you don't believe this, don't ask so many questions. I will return your money to you."
"Also, I also advise you not to touch people like me, Ci'er, and beware of backlash."
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Wen Yu held the yellow talisman in his hand and pondered: Huang He said that this yellow paper talisman in his hand would be waste paper.
But why did the boy who didn't know what the ghost saw it yesterday be scared.
Could it be
He vaguely guessed a possibility in his heart, and carefully stuffed the paper talisman into his schoolbag, carried it on his back and walked out of the room.
Outside, the boy was cleaning the hall. When he heard Wen Yu coming downstairs, the movements of his hands stopped, and he said without looking back: "Your food is on the dining table, eat by yourself."
After finishing speaking, he kicked the bucket used to wipe the floor and wash towels as if to vent.
The sharp collision echoed in the empty hall, filled with the boy's hatred and jealousy.
Wen Yu guessed that the boy's inexplicable hostility towards him probably stemmed from his relationship with Ying Chen.
He glanced at the plates and bowls of food on the dining table, then at the boy who had a bad attitude towards him and was hostile, and said, "No, you don't have to prepare meals for me in the future."
"If you don't like being here, you can leave."
The boy was offended by this sentence, he threw away the mop in his hand with a 'boom', rushed to Wenyu's side in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Wenyu's collar:
"You think I'm willing to take care of you, a useless human being! What are you, you can make the master care about you so much."
"And last night, what did you do to the master! He has been running around for you, wasting energy for you, and you still made him so sad."
"You, you should disappear, your soul should be scattered, and you should not be reincarnated forever"
The boy's eyes were abnormally red, as if he could burst out flames that could devour people with jealousy.
The boy seemed to be unable to bear the anger and jealousy towards him any longer, he pinched his neck tightly, his eyes were tearing apart: "Do you know that the master has stood outside your room all night hiding his breath, just to let you alone?" □□Mortals can rest well."
"What are you! What are you, what are you!"
Wen Yu was almost suffocated by him, his brain and eyes began to hum with pain from lack of oxygen, and his extremities also began to become numb.
The strong desire to survive reminded him of the paper talisman in his schoolbag. He tried to find it in the backpack on his back with one hand, and pulled it out suddenly after he caught the touch of the mounted paper.
He didn't know what Taoist Huang He was reading, but he only remembered calling the word 'san' at the end.
With the idea of giving it a try, he pinched the paper talisman and pasted it on the boy's face, trying to yell out the vague and hoarse word 'San' in a voice that was suppressed by the boy.
For a moment, there seemed to be a flash of light falling into the yellow talisman paper. Immediately there was a flash of fire, and the paper talisman was quickly ignited, and disappeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.
Before Wen Yu could react, he heard the boy's miserable and sharp scream of "Ah----", and his body was lying straight on the cold and hard tile floor.
Wen Yu broke free from the boy's grasp, staggered two steps, barely managed to maintain his balance and stand firmly on his feet. But he couldn't help retching, coughing, and breathing heavily.
After he saw the boy on the ground scream, he didn't make a sound. His body seemed to be gradually becoming stiff, his face was pale and dull, and his eyes were horribly staring at the high dome of the living room.
Like a corpse.
Did the paper talisman work
Wen Yu looked at his hand and backed away in confusion.
Yes, suddenly a gust of wind rose around, hanging down on the exposed skin, causing layers of trembling.
Wen Yu couldn't see anything, but he could feel something was leaving the boy's body.
Just like my own soul left my body that day, it floated up misty.
Wen Yu was tense all over, looking around vigilantly.
Suddenly, a dark wind picked up and blew strongly around the surroundings, blowing the boy's clothes and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows whistling.
Wen Yu raised his hand to cover it, but heard "ahh------"
A sharp and miserable cry suddenly sounded out of thin air, "What did you do, you ruined the body my master gave me, I will kill you!!!"
All the furniture and furnishings in the hall resonated and vibrated with the sharp sound. The French windows of the restaurant clank,
It is a real ghost and evil spirit.
The strong wind rushed towards the young man in an instant, as if trying his best to oppress him.
"Well!"
Wen Yu was slammed onto the floor, he couldn't see anything, he just felt hatred oppressing every cell in his body.
He couldn't struggle, couldn't breathe, tried his best to get up but could only bear the curse of the evil spirit motionless.
The paper talisman has been destroyed, he has nothing to fight against the boy, just when he thought he was just killed,
A more intense cold and yin aura suddenly appeared, it was a familiar aura that made him shudder.
Ying Chen is here.
In an instant, all the vibrating and clanging sounds suddenly disappeared, and the evil spirit suddenly calmed down.
The suppressed body of the young man regained his freedom, he sat up on the floor, and saw Ying Chen standing with his back to him in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, a trembling voice sounded at Ying Chen's feet: "Master, master."