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    Chapter 21

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    Tan Hui's spirit body raised his hand, and an axe shot out of thin air, the sharp blade shone with cold light, Ji Guo's cry turned into a harsh noise, and the black mist dissipated again.

    A few seconds later, the two appeared in front of the entrance.

    Tan Hui held the little soul in her arms and kept saying, "It's my mother's fault, don't be angry with my mother, wake up quickly, my mother made your favorite sweet soup..."

    The voice gradually drifted away, and it was already halfway through when it was ugly.

    The black mist-like soul body became more and more unstable.

    From the beginning with a fixed pattern, to running around in the house, and even attacking He Nuochen and Fan Yichen later.

    The two dodged to avoid being swept away by the axe in Hei Wu's hand, somewhat embarrassed.

    Only Ji Zexi sat in the corner, watching the two jumping up and down, not knowing what they were doing.

    Although he had eaten dinner, he was still a little hungry at this time.

    He remembered that there was a Luomu restaurant downstairs that was open 24 hours a day. It would be nice if he could go out and buy something to eat.

    Thinking of this season, Jersey walked to the entrance.

    eh, weird?

    Didn't He Nuochen say that the door handle has melted away? It's not good to be on it.

    He reached out and pressed the door with ease.

    He Nuochen once again regretted choosing to do the live broadcast in this room. He has done more than ten episodes of the show, and he has never seen such a real guy.

    At this time, his legs were trembling with fright. If it weren't for the concert in the near future, he was doing a lot of physical training every day, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape even two rounds.

    "Senior, what should I do now?"

    When He Nuochen turned around, he found something that made him collapse. Ji Zexi was gone!

    Even though He Nuochen wanted to make things difficult for Ji Zexi many times before, and he didn't like Ji Zexi, he didn't think Ji Zexi was a dishonest person.

    The time in the dark was particularly long. After He Nuochen dodged an attack, he was surprised to find that Ji Zexi was back with a box in his hand... Oden?

    He Nuochen looked complicated and asked in a trembling voice, "Where did you go just now, senior?"

    Ji Zexi forked a fish roe ball and said naturally: "I'm a little hungry, go downstairs to buy something to eat in Luomu. It's a pity that it's too late and no gluten is baked. By the way, your companions are still outside, what are you asking? Time to finish work."

    He Nuochen: "..."

    Is this the world of the boss? It's so terrifying.

    Because of his family background, Fan Yichen had been exposed to spiritual and feng shui since he was a child.

    He has seen a few people who have yin and yang eyes and can see evil, but it is really rare for Ji Zexi to be free from the influence of the evil magnetic field and to come in and out at will.

    Ji Zexi: "How long does it take to end? Everyone outside is anxious."

    Fan Yichen: "Soon, it's time."

    Talking time has jumped from ugly time to Yin time.

    Tan Hui, who was wielding an axe, stopped immediately, then leaned back and slid back in front of the bathroom door handle, clasping the skin around her neck with her hands, and let out a painful whimper.

    Immediately afterwards, Ji Wencai's soul body also made the same action. The couple lay on the ground and struggled in pain.

    Fan Yichen stared at the waists of the two and had an answer in his heart.

    "Ji Zexi, go outside and buy some rice and another bowl, not too big, preferably white." Fan Yichen said.

    "Is it okay to pack 2.5kg?" Ji Zexi asked.

    He just happened to see it in Luomu.

    "Okay, just fill a bowl."

    "Who are you talking to!" He Nuochen said in surprise.

    Ji Zexi thought for a while, anyway, he had to expose it later, and simply said: "Actually, there is a guardian spirit by my side who has been protecting me. He just asked me to go out to buy something."

    Guardian spirit?

    He Nuochen was so happy that he thought of the sudden and inexplicable fall on the day of the recording of the show.

    Now finally found the reason!

    He Nuochen: "but, how do you get out?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Zexi go straight through the door that he couldn't open.

    He Nuochen: "!"

    It is he who has no eyes to recognize Mount Tai, and from today onwards, Ji Zexi is his god!

    Ji Zexi came back quickly, and outside the door he also comforted the passive overtime staff.

    Taking advantage of this free time, Fan Yichen also clarified the whole situation.

    "Tan Hui was originally Ji Wenkang's wife, but due to the bad habits of the village, she remarried to Ji Wencai. Ji Wencai was dissatisfied with this arrangement, so she often used to protest against derailment, and even rarely went home and did not provide financial subsidies, so mother and son The two of them were having such a hard time.

    Ji Wenkang was jealous of his younger brother, who had both wealth and beauty, so he put his idea on the legend of the village and fed the gods with flesh and blood. But what he recruited was the evil spirit. Ji Guo could see evil spirits that ordinary people couldn't see at a young age. He was scared to death by the evil spirit behind Tan Hui. "

    "Then according to what you said, this couple should not have committed suicide. They are also victims of the evil god."

    After Ji Zexi finished speaking, he suddenly thought: "The evil god will possess the power to control people's behavior. Is Ji Wenkang possessed by the evil god, or does he really want to kill them."

    Fan Yichen took out the bowl in the shopping bag, shook it and said, "That's why I asked you to prepare these things, and you will know how to try it."

    There was also a box of incense offerings in the shopping bag, which was placed by the staff waiting outside. He said that every time He Nuochen finished recording the show, he would take a walk.

    Fan Yichen opened it and looked at it, the quality was not bad, just used it.

    He put the white bowl on the floor in the middle of the living room, poured a full bowl of white rice, lit the incense, and inserted it into the bowl.

    He Nuochen looked a little strange. From his perspective, several things were working on their own as if they had been enchanted.

    "Senior, what is your guardian spirit doing?"

    Ji Zexi raised his index finger, motioning him to keep silent.

    Ji Zexi just found out that Fan Yichen even has this talent.

    Do you still need to understand metaphysics to be an actor now? This is too convoluted.

    After the offering of incense was exhausted, Fan Yichen mixed the incense ashes with the rice and put it in his clothes pocket.

    "Okay, you can go."

    "Can he go out too?" Ji Zexi pointed at He Nuochen and asked.

    "Of course." Fan Yichen said as a matter of course: "It's almost dawn, he can go out even if we don't do this."

    Ji Jersey: "..."

    He remembered the benefits that He Nuochen had promised, and decided to hide this fact shamefully.

    He Nuochen still felt unreal until he saw the staff sitting around the corridor.

    He hugged a camera nearby, slapped the other's back desperately, and enjoyed the joy of the rest of his life.

    The cameraman who was beaten was stunned. Most of the overtime work in the middle of the night was enough. The boss still beat people. It was time to change jobs.

    When Ji Zexi got home and it was already bright, he simply bought soy milk fritters for breakfast downstairs.

    As soon as he entered the house, Ji Jersey began to show off, "The haunted house is not as scary as I thought. It is no different from an ordinary house, except that it is a little colder."

    Fan Yichen thought that you didn't look at anything, but it wasn't that you weren't afraid.

    "I'll go out and come back later."

    This is the first time the two have separated since Fan Yichen appeared beside Ji Zexi.

    Ji Zexi bit the fritters and asked, "Where are you going?"

    Fan Yichen chuckled and said, "Why, where do I have to report to you now? Someone wasn't acting as a lover before, so I forgot how to act."

    Ji Zexi didn't swallow a mouthful of fried dough sticks, choked in his throat and coughed.

    Fan Yichen reluctantly walked over to help him pat his back, "I'm going to deal with the follow-up of Ji Wenkang's incident, there's no reason to want to get away with doing bad things."

    Ji Zexi didn't know what Fan Yichen did, but he only found that a certain Specter seemed to be in a good mood after returning that day.

    It wasn't until a few days later that Ji Zexi received a news link from He Nuochen.

    Brother Chen: Senior! It's you who did it right? It must be you. It's amazing, you did a great job!

    Ji Zexi ignored his sudden rainbow fart, and clicked on the previous link first.

    It was a report about Ji Wenkang, the current boss of Hongri Real Estate, saying that he was seen running on the street like a madman, and he kept crying in a dialect that others could not understand.

    Later, he went straight to the police station and turned himself in, saying that his brother and his family were all killed by him.

    After several investigations and evidence collection by the local police, it was found that the situation was true. The news caused an uproar in the society.

    Even if people don't know their feudal habits of eating human flesh and marrying common wives, Ji Wenkang's greed for his younger brother's property is enough to make him spend the rest of his life in prison.

    Ji Zexi thought of the wedding photo hanging in the bedroom, and felt a little embarrassed. Originally, they could be happy, but it was a pity that they were all destroyed by the evil god.

    Speaking of the evil god, Ji Zexi worried: "What if he deceives the other people in the village again, there will still be victims."

    Fan Yichen was holding the game console passionately, and said perfunctorily: "There will be a special person in charge of handling it."

    Ji Zexi was thinking about someone special when there was a knock on the door.

    When opened the door, saw a young man had never seen before.

    The teenager wore a simple beige sweater with casual pants, and a pair of heavy black frame glasses directly covered half of his face.

    Before Ji Zexi could speak, the teenager excitedly said, "You are the wife!"

    "Teacher...mother?"

    This word made Ji Zexi feel extremely unfamiliar.

    The young man squeezed in very familiarly, and after closing the door with his backhand, he found a pair of slippers and put them on.

    "My name is Song Xingye, the star of the stars, and yes. I am Fan Yichen's apprentice, and you are his lover, so you are my wife."

    Song Xing also has a clear and juvenile voice, and just by his voice, he can feel the youthful vitality coming to his face.

    It's just that this doesn't sound right, how can love someone, and where is it?

    Just as Ji Zexi was about to refute, he thought of Fan Yichen's statement that his "personality had collapsed" a few days ago.

    Dealing with Li Gui is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. In case he feels that he doesn't like him anymore, the two of them have no relationship and will directly take away their own home.

    Ji Zexi reined in his horse and said, "Yes, I am your wife, and we are very loving."

    Fan Yichen: "..."

    Although he heard what he wanted to hear, the reason behind it was probably something he never wanted to know in his life.

    There was no tea at home, Ji Zexi took a bottle of juice from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup and put it on the sofa table.

    He opened his mouth and asked, "You are Brother Chen's apprentice, so are you a newly signed artist by the company?"

    "No, no," Song Xing quickly waved his hand, "It's not about that. I learned from the master all the skills in this area."

    Song Xing also said that he conjured three copper coins from his fingers like magic, and played with it in his hand.

    Ji Zexi looked at the copper coins that had been wrapped in pulp and couldn't bear to say: "You learn to beg from him?"

    Song Xingye: "???"

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    The click is motionless, it is solid like ashes QAQ

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