Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 793

"what……"

In the bathroom, Song Wenli clutched her chest and sighed, speaking tremblingly.

"It's alright, it's alright."

Wang Hongda was at a loss outside.

The bathroom door opened, and Song Wenli came out wrapped in a bathrobe. When she saw Wang Hongda, she rushed up, threw herself into his arms, and buried her face in his chest.

"I was scared to death, they rushed in with a bang..."

Song Wenli hugged Wang Hongda and began to cry.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't tell you, those flowers are my eyes. I know there's a little trouble on your side."

Wang Hongda stretched out his hand and patted Song Wenli's back in embarrassment. He was surprised to find that Song Wenli's bathrobe was wrapped in front of her body, and her back was bare, stained with water droplets, and icy cold.

Song Wenli buried her head deep in Wang Hongda's arms aggrievedly, complaining: "But you didn't say you could come over immediately!"

Wang Hongda touched the back of Song Wenli's head and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, blame me, blame me."

Wang Hongda sat down on the bed with his arms around Song Wenli.

Song Wenli cried for a while, her mood stabilized, she left Wang Hongda's embrace, and the bath towel on her body fell on Wang Hongda's body.

"Ah~"

Song Wenli's face was flushed, she pulled the bath towel and wrapped it around her body.

Wang Hongda's nose was bleeding, he stood up and said, "I, go outside."

Song Wenli turned around: "Hey~"

Wang Hongda stood still with his back to Song Wenli: "Huh?"

Song Wenli hesitated: "Go to the lobby and wait for me."

Wang Hongda nodded, left the room, and went downstairs to the lobby on the first floor.

Song Wenli had a fever on her face, so she covered her face with her hands. The bath towel fell to the floor. She took a few deep breaths, found a pajamas, wiped her hair, and went downstairs.

Wang Hongda was sitting upright on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Wenli going downstairs and turned his head slightly.

Song Wenli's brown hair was slightly curly, not wiped dry, draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a beige pajamas and pink slippers. She went downstairs slowly, her face and neck were white and there were still tiny drops of water.

What a beauty came out of the bath, Wang Hongda couldn't stand it anymore, and lowered his head.

Song Wenli sat down opposite Wang Hongda, stroked her still hair, and said, "So, you are teleporting?"

Wang Hongda nodded: "That's right."

Song Wenli giggled: "You should deliver food."

Wang Hongda waved his hand: "That can't be done. If there are flowers and plants, I will give you this flower for that purpose. It is equivalent to a spell. I will need to use this flower as a springboard to escape."

Song Wenli nodded: "It's amazing."

Then, her eyes were sad again.

"Thanks to you today."

Wang Hongda nodded: "It's okay."

Song Wenli smiled wryly and shook her head: "Unexpectedly, in the end, he would actually do something to me. We should be a husband and wife. I was too young to be deceived by him."

Wang Hongda bowed his head: "Well, who made you rich."

Song Wenli tilted her head to look at Wang Hongda, and suddenly asked, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

Wang Hongda spread his hands: "I'm rich."

Song Wenli raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Wang Hongda nodded seriously: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can come to my sea view room to have a look some other day."

Song Wenli was a little surprised: "Oh! Really? Then I must go and see."

Wang Hongda looked at Song Wenli, and said, "Since you and he have already broken up with you, I don't think you need to be polite to him."

Song Wenli nodded heavily and made up her mind: "Okay, I'll go find my brother to deal with him!"

Wang Hongda waved his hand: "You don't want to find Ziyi's father, you can just find me. I will make a spell and toss him. When the time comes, he will ask you to divorce you and leave the house."

Song Wenli blinked and looked at Wang Hongda: "You, can you do it?"

Wang Hongda tilted his head, spread his hands and crossed his legs: "It's not difficult, just find a kid to scare him."

Song Wenli bit her lip: "Okay, let's do this, please."

Wang Hongda shook his head: "You are the one who saved my life, what is this?"

Song Wenli smiled with tears in her eyes.

Falling into silence, Wang Hongda knew he had to go, so he stood up.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving."

Song Wenli was sitting on the sofa, biting her lip and looking up at Wang Hongda with her big eyes shining, but she didn't say anything.

It's so late, there is really no reason to hold back.

She had no choice but to stand up: "Okay, I'm really sorry, it's so late, I have to make you a trip."

Wang Hongda looked at Song Wenli, and stretched out his hand to pat Song Wenli's shoulder, but when he thought about it, she was a round older than him, it was really a little inappropriate, so he suspended his hand in the air in embarrassment, and said: "It's okay, don't be afraid , I can come here at any time, no matter who he finds, I can't do anything to you."

Song Wenli looked at Wang Hongda, but suddenly asked in a daze, "Then will you watch over me all night?"

Wang Hongda didn't intend to guard, but Song Wenli had asked this question, so he could only agree: "Yes, I will meditate and watch you tonight."

Song Wenli didn't believe this, she just wanted to hear a love story. Hearing what Wang Hongda said, she nodded, "Okay, then don't fall asleep!"

Wang Hongda left Song Wenli's living room, came to the yard, waved at Song Wenli, turned into a green light, and returned to his bedroom on the second floor of the sea view villa.

Wang Hongda really meditated all night, but nothing happened.

The next night, Wang Zhiyong and Li Xinman were sleeping in his 80-square-meter small house. Suddenly, a cold air hit in the middle of the night, and Li Xinman woke up from the cold. The lacquered gas is floating, and there is a blurred human face in it.

"what!--"

Wang Zhiyong wasn't scared by the ghost, but woke up by Li Xinman's brain-piercing scream. He got up cleverly, and looked at Li Xinman blankly: "What's wrong? What are you calling?"

Li Xinman had already shrunk to the head of the bed, pointing to the end of the bed.

Wang Zhi was also startled when he turned his head to look. There was a dead man's head floating in the black mist, with his tongue outstretched, his eyes hollow and his face ferocious.

"Fuck you!"

Wang Zhiyong cursed, shook a pillow away, and dispersed the black mist, and then turned on the bedside lamp to see that there was nothing.

Wang Zhiyong turned on all the lights in the room, but still found nothing.

Li Xinman hugged Wang Zhiyong tremblingly in fright: "What is that?"

Wang Zhiyong didn't know either: "I don't know!"

Li Xinman pointed to the end of the bed: "You saw that face!"

Wang Zhiyong nodded: "I see, I see!"

Li Xinman held his head and screamed: "There are ghosts in this place, there are ghosts! I won't sleep here anymore! I'm going to my best friend's house!"

Encountering a situation, Li Xinman immediately left Wang Zhiyong, put on his clothes and left in the middle of the night.

Wang Zhiyong was lighting a cigarette by himself, lying on the bed, all the lights in the room were on, and he didn't see the face, but he didn't dare to sleep, and he didn't dare to blink, for he was afraid that if he closed his eyes and opened them again, that would happen. A human face appeared in front of him.

Wang Zhiyong just stared at it all night, and the next day, he went directly to a nearby Taoist temple and met the Taoist priest Huang Jingshan.

(End of this chapter)