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Song Yu: ...

Ruan Mengmeng pointed to the aura-like jade objects on the table: "Why do you make so many things?"

She knows that the ones on the table are actually magic tools, and the refining of magic tools consumes a lot of her spiritual and spiritual power, and she usually only makes them for those who are close to them.

Song Yu didn't expect that she would come over suddenly, nor did she expect that the things on the table made her suspicious, so he smiled and put his arms around her and went into the house: "I'm going on a long trip to find some medicine, these are I sell it."

Judging from the experience of the Yinmen ghost market last time, these things of hers are still very sought-after and of some value.

Ruan Mengmeng frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, but hearing what she said, it was not easy to ask further, took her hand, and said seriously: "I don't care what you want to do, pay attention to safety, if you need help If I can help, you must tell me."

Yu'er is the one with the most ideas. There are many things that she won't do if she says she won't let her do them.

In the past, she would think that Yu'er was the most powerful, omnipotent, and that when anything came to her, she could do everything possible to save the day.

But after going through Song Xingyue's incident, she knew that she was not omnipotent, she also had omissions, and sometimes just such omissions would cause incalculable and terrible consequences.

"I know, I will definitely keep it safe." Song Yu smiled at her, hugged her, and said, "You can pick and choose what is on it, and if you like it, take it, and then put it in my pharmacy for me." go."

talking.

She let go of her and ran away towards the outside.

Ruan Mengmeng still wanted to talk, but she saw her pushing Fu Hanyu's wheelchair, rushing into the courtyard at a very fast speed, and disappeared before her eyes.

She looked at the things on the table, but didn't pick any of them. She seriously and carefully sorted them into categories, and took them to her pharmacy.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

When Song Yu and Fu Hanyu arrived at Situ's house, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the road, and the roofs and trees were covered with white snow everywhere.

It was Situ Anguo himself who came out to greet them. When he led them into the house, he smiled and asked Song Yu about the geomantic omen of their house.

This house is the old house of the Situ family with a history of more than 200 years. When the family moved, they were reluctant to sell the house.

Every time the members of Situ's family return to China, they will come back to live here.

As Song Yu walked, she saw that the feng shui of the house was very particular, and every part of the feng shui had reached an excellent balance. She couldn't help but wonder, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Feng Shui pattern, which master adjusted the layout?"

And it can be seen that some places are not the original layout, but have been moved and adjusted in the past half a year.

"It was adjusted after Ah Qing came back." Situ Anguo's eyes were full of sadness, but he didn't hide it from her.

He asked her to see Fengshui because of the Fengshui at home. After Ah Qing came back, he often moved himself. To be precise, it was the person who occupied his body who moved.

In the past few days, he also asked several Feng Shui masters to come to his house to look at Feng Shui, but they didn't get any satisfactory answers, so he asked her seemingly unintentionally.

This is just a question first, and after she sees Ah Qing's illness, he will formally invite her to take a closer look at Feng Shui for the family.

Song Yumiao understood what he meant, and said, "I've looked at it so far, and there's nothing wrong with the feng shui of the house. I'll take a closer look after I see Mr. Situ later!"

Situ Anguo nodded hurriedly, that's what he thought.

a group of people.

Soon he entered the main house and arrived at the study where Situ Feiqing was.

Situ Anguo knocked on the door and said, "Ah Qing, Miss Song is here."

"Come in." Situ Feiqing's lazy, flirtatious voice carried a bit of ghostliness.

When Song Yu heard this voice, his whole body became vigilant. He only felt that his scalp was a little numb, and he subconsciously clenched Fu Hanyu's hand.

After being tricked again and again, it is clear that the person behind the scenes is imitating Situ Feiqing's words and deeds, but there is still a bit of a shadow, as it is like being afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years.

Fu Hanyu held her hand instead, and gave her a reassuring look.

Situ Anguo pushed the door in, and said apologetically, "Ah Qing's health is not good, so I couldn't go out to meet her. Please don't take offense, Miss Song."

Song Yu nodded slightly.

The moment the door was pushed open, the cold air rushing towards her face made her shiver suddenly, she subconsciously took a small step back, her brows furrowed slightly.

The room is like an ice cellar, and it even feels a few degrees colder than the outside, and there are bursts of cold wind blowing continuously.

Situ Anguo frowned, took a few steps hastily, and said: "You child, why did you open the windows again, and said that you are not in good health."

Situ Feiqing covered his mouth, coughed in a low voice, and did not look at his grandfather, but looked at Song Yu, with long and narrow fox eyes, and a clear expression. When he laughed, he had a peachy flirtatious look : "Sorry, I always feel hot these days."

At this moment, Song Yu also saw what he looked like at the moment.

He was very thin, only wearing a thin white woolen sweater, which made his face paler and weaker, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Also at this moment.

Before Situ Anguo had time to close the windows.

A howling north wind blew in, blowing up the sketchbooks on the coffee table in front of him, one of which was clearly printed in Song Yu's eyes.

It is a small figure outlined with a few strokes, vivid and expressive, a brand new and beautiful red down jacket, a white woolen hat, and a red fur ball on the hat, under the wind blowing, it seems that the next moment, it will be smart shaking up.

Song Yu's breathing stopped suddenly, and he felt a blurry picture flashing away in front of his eyes, his head hurt unbearably, and when his eyes went dark, he fell down limply.