The boss of fast time travel, she is a bug

Chapter 17 17. The Mystery of the Pen
"Yes, it's because I use a lot of pens that this gift was given to me."

Wang Zhiyi originally wanted to say something, but suddenly paused, he looked at Qi Yuan, and suddenly thought of something, a little unbelievable.

"It's impossible, she's already dead!"

It was also hard for Qi Yuan to believe it, let alone say it, but there were some things he had to say, even if it destroyed Wang Zhiyi's cognition.

"Old Wang, have you forgotten what I deal with every day?"

Wang Zhiyi's heart trembled as he thought about what Qi Yuan had said before.

"No, I don't believe she would do that."

Wang Zhi also didn't want to use such sinister thoughts to guess others, let alone people he knew.

"Mr. Wang," Xia Wen interrupted the conversation between the two, "I just said that there is something wrong with the pen, but I didn't say anything. The two of you are thinking too much, and the specific situation is still uncertain."

Wang Zhi also felt happy when he heard this.

Qi Yuan looked at Xia Wen suspiciously.

"Master, there are no ghosts here, and I can't feel any evil aura. Is there a ghost who hurt Lao Wang, or someone murdered Lao Wang?"

Qi Yuan couldn't figure this out.

When Wang Zhiyi had an accident for the first time, he had already visited this office.

Many objects here have some Yin Qi, but there are not many, as if they were randomly contaminated, and they will drift away in a few days.

He only thought that the pen was used too much by Lao Wang, and it was most contaminated by the ghost's yin.

On Lao Wang's body, no trace of the practice has ever been found.

What's more, he has been around for so many years, and he has never heard of a celestial master harming others.

Everyone has a little bit of spiritual energy that they are saving to exchange for money. If you use spiritual energy to do such a life-threatening thing, not to mention that you are not fully sure, if you lose your life, it will not be worth it.

So, now that Xia Wen pointed out the problem with the pen, he subconsciously wondered if there was a ghost in the pen to murder Old Wang.

Qi Yuan asked his own question, Xia Wen nodded.

"It's possible that the first university in Qiu State has a deep cultural background, and ordinary ghosts can't get in. Therefore, if you want to make an accident for Mr. Wang, you can only rely on objects."

Xia Wen paused, looking at the pen in Wang Zhiyi's hand, he could vaguely hear the miserable ghost cry when the ghost energy was eliminated just now.

"Since this pen can be lodged, it must have something to do with that ghost. Mr. Wang, who else has touched this pen after that student gave it to you?"

"Except for my lover, my daughter, there is nothing."

Wang Zhiyi is also thinking hard. He has used this pen for a while, but he has met many people with it.

"Mr. Wang, why are you off work? I want to go to your house to have a look. I don't know if it's convenient or not."

Xia Wen glanced at his office. Although Wang Zhiyi often had accidents at school, there were no traces of ghost activity here.

Moreover, it has been about ten days since Wang Zhiyi's third accident. During this period, the ghost did not take any action. Either he was injured before, or he was planning to kill him with one blow.

Now that he doesn't know where he is hiding, Wang Zhi is also in great danger.

Wang Zhi also looked at his watch, it was already 06:30 in the afternoon, he said with a smile, "I'm off work, then I would like to trouble Miss Xia to come to my house and taste my lover's handicrafts by the way, Lao Qi should go too .”

After speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

Qi Yuan walked up to Xia Wen and asked, "Master, there shouldn't be any problems at Lao Wang's family, I was able to handle it carefully before."

"Have you got all your things?" Xia Wen asked after looking at Qi Yuan, the charlatan's attire.

"what?"

"Life-saving things."

Xia Wen doesn't know what will happen at night, but it's safer to ask Qi Yuan to bring more.

"Of course, I carry all the charms I have treasured over the years with me at all times, as well as magic tools. I'm sure that if I meet an evil ghost, I won't recognize anyone when I beat him."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan opened his bag and showed it to Xia Wen.

However, when he opened it, Qi Yuan could clearly feel that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. He raised his head stiffly, and what he saw was Xia Wen's cold eyes, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and a few big characters shining brightly.

'you are done. '

Qi Yuan suddenly realized that there was a ghost-conveying talisman lying in his bag. He had finally accumulated enough spiritual energy to draw it some time ago. He felt distressed.

However, that's not the point.

The point is, last night the boss asked him if there was any way to send ghosts to the underworld, but he said no!
There are so many ghosts, and he only has three pieces in his possession, and they are all ordinary talismans, so the distribution is not even. Besides, he still needs to use those talismans to make money.

However, these statements can only be justified by himself, and for the boss, these are all excuses!

There is only one thought in Qi Yuan's mind, it's over!
Sure enough, in the next second, Qi Yuan's body ran out of the office uncontrollably, and came to the steel steps on the roof, hanging upside down with his legs hooked on the steps, swaying around.

Qi Yuan burst into tears in his heart, he wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, his brain was congested and his head was dizzy.

Wang Zhiyi ran over, looking at Qi Yuan's posture and worried, "Old Qi, what are you doing? What if you fall down and face the ground? It's more than one meter long at least."

As he said that, Wang Zhiyi was about to step forward and drag Qi Yuan down.

Xia Wen pulled Wang Zhiyi back, "Mr. Wang, this is our daily exercise method, don't worry, you can go back to the office to pack your things, half an hour will be fine."

Wang Zhi also looked at Qi Yuan hesitantly, and he shook his head expressionlessly to express his agreement.

Wang Zhiyi could only return to the office step by step, but his perception of these celestial masters may have changed a little bit.

Xia Wen stood aside, took out his mobile phone, and swiped it up. Qi Yuan was the only one, and he scolded himself to the bottom of his heart.

After half an hour, Wang Zhiyi just came over and saw Qi Yuan holding the steel steps with both hands and his legs on the ground. However, he failed to stand firmly and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Zhiyi: "..."

Don't celestial masters rely on magic?When did you start relying on physical strength.

He stepped forward to help Qi Yuan up quickly, looking at his friend's confused eyes, he didn't know what to say.

"Old Qi, you should rest for a while."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Qi Yuan who overreacted, "No, there is no need to rest, let's go, go to your house now."

With that said, he broke away from Wang Zhiyi and staggered down the steps. He accidentally fell down.

At this point, I felt the sharp eyes behind me disappear, and my tense body relaxed.

The three of them drove to Wang Zhiyi's house, which was an old apartment building and lived on the first floor.

As soon as the door was opened, Wang Zhiyi's lover Li Qi took the things in Wang Zhiyi's hands with a smile, "Welcome Lao Qi, this Lao Qi is Master, Miss Xia, welcome."

Xia Wen stared at Li Qi, his eyes turned cold.

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