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As the car drove all the way to Tianshui Mingdu, no one answered the call to Zhang Yiyan, and the phone was turned off later.

Gee!

The more I tried to find him, the less I could reach him.

Yan Junge had a lot of doubts. If it was because of the effects of drugs that he was in the bar that day, then the photos were solid evidence.

Have a crush on me!

She must have a crush on me!

Otherwise, how could someone like him secretly kiss me!

Hey Hey!

Thinking of this possibility, the corners of Yan Junge's mouth rose, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

When he arrived in Tianshui Mingdu, the doorman knew him, "Young man, the guy from 901 just left."

Yan Junge frowned and felt a little disappointed, "When did you just leave?"

The uncle outside the door thought for a moment and said, "I guess it will take more than ten minutes. We will drive away."

Yan Junge handed over a cigarette and said, "Thanks!"

"Hey, you're welcome." The man outside the door put the cigarette into his cigarette case and smiled heartily.

I drove aimlessly and searched for a long time in the car, but couldn't find anyone. I made several calls but all the phones were turned off. Yan Junge found a parking space and parked the car.

I picked up my phone and looked at the photos above, and my depressed mood just now improved a lot.

The knowledge that Zhang Yiyan had a crush on him made him feel particularly happy, hehe!

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As for Zhang Yiyan, after telling Yan Junge in advance that he would not go to work, he still woke up at 6 o'clock on time.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, got out of bed, and started boxing. After a set of boxing, I felt much better. I washed and ate meals. On days when I was not at work, I felt better after eating.

After chatting with Zhang Tianming for a few words, he went inside to read and looked through ancient books, trying to find ways to extend his life.

I watched this for a few hours, and gradually I felt a little tight in my chest, so I got up and wanted to open the window, but I didn't even get to the balcony.

Suddenly he covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom, spitting out a mouthful of dark red blood.

Zhang Yiyan was shocked, how could this happen?

He suddenly looked up at himself in the mirror, with blood stains on the corners of his lips, and his eyeballs had turned into double pupils at some point.

He raised his hand to unbutton his pajamas, revealing his thin chest. The ghost energy that had been suppressed rose up faintly, and a trace of black energy emerged along the veins.

"No~"

He spit out another mouthful of blood, shook his hands and turned on the faucet. He looked down at the blood and watched the blood slowly wash away with the water. He took a few deep breaths and quickly washed the blood in his mouth.

He clutched his chest and turned around to walk out. The ringing of his cell phone attracted his attention. As soon as he picked it up, the other party had already hung up.

Yan Junge?

The ringtone rang again, and just as he was about to pick it up, he felt a stab of pain in his chest. His fingers shook, and the phone fell to the ground, the screen shattered, and the ringing stopped abruptly.

"Yanyan, what happened?" Zhang Tianming knocked on the door.

Zhang Yiyan slowly sat on the ground while holding on to the wall. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood flowed out from the corner of his lips, "Uncle,,,"

The voice was very soft, more like a whisper, but Zhang Tianming seemed to hear it. He pushed open the door suddenly and saw Zhang Yiyan vomiting blood. He was shocked and said, "Yanyan!"

He ran over quickly, half-hugged the person in his arms, gently wiped the blood on the corner of his lips with his fingers, and said in a trembling voice, "Yanyan, it's okay, let's go to the courtyard."

Zhang Tianming squeezed his hand and sent his magic power over. He couldn't help but feel distressed, "Don't be afraid, baby, we are leaving now."

Zhang Yiyan closed his eyes tightly and nodded gently, "Okay."

Zhang Tianming pulled the down jacket on one side and wrapped the person up, then directly carried the person downstairs, got in the car, and set off towards the small courtyard.

It was also unfortunate that Yan Junge came not long after he left.

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In the secret room of the small courtyard, Zhang Yiyan was sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, with various mantras painted on his body and a faint golden light.

As the sun set in the west and the sun sank below the horizon, Zhang Yiyan finally opened his eyes.

Zhang Tianming immediately came forward with a medicine bowl and said, "Drink the medicine."

As he spoke, he fed it into his mouth bit by bit. Zhang Yiyan took a sip, frowned slightly, and then drank it in several large gulps.

I took a long breath and felt better.

Zhang Tianming took out a towel and wiped his face with a bad expression, "The New Year is approaching, and ghost spirits are rising. You have to be more careful these days."

Zhang Yiyan nodded casually and prepared to continue meditating.

Suddenly several pictures came into my mind, my eyes quickly turned around a few times, I put my hand to support my eyes, concentrated my energy, and finally saw clearly.

I closed my eyes hard again and used all my mental energy to pry into the scene just now. It was true. . .

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Tianming was a little anxious.

Zhang Yiyan finally opened his eyes, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, and said calmly, "Uncle Master, I saw Yan Junge's death."

"Have you seen clearly what time this is?"

Shaking his head, "No, I only saw that he was shot and died. I didn't see the surrounding environment or time clearly."

"Looking at my clothes, it's still winter, so it should be soon."

Zhang Yiyan raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Tianming, who understood clearly, "You want to save him?"

"Yes, Yan Junge's pure Yang energy can help me suppress the ghost energy. If he dies, it will not be so easy to find him again."

Zhang Tianming thought for a while and finally nodded, "Okay, but you have to promise me and you can't be too reluctant."

"It's hard to find a pure Yang body, but your body is the most important. Without it, we can think of other ways."

Zhang Yiyan said with a serious expression, "I agree."

He held Zhang Tianming's arm and stood up, "Uncle Master, let's go take a look now."

",,,good."

Two hours later, outside the Tianyuan River in the community where Yan Junge currently lives.

Zhang Yiyan sat in the car and looked at the gate of the community, a little embarrassed, "It's a bit far away. I'll get out of the car first, and you wait for me in the car."

Zhang Tianming was a little worried, but still nodded, "Go and come back quickly."

"Ah."

Zhang Yiyan was not wearing a down jacket. The one he just bought was stained with blood. There was only a long gown in the small courtyard.

Walking step by step to the gate of the community, this is a high-end community, and outsiders can only enter with the permission of the owner.

When the guard saw someone coming over, he asked as usual, and his attitude improved a lot when he saw that he had long hair and looked so beautiful.

Zhang Yiyan just smiled and shook his head, with no intention of going in.

Stand aside, slowly close your eyes, and slowly feel Yan Junge's breath, which is very safe.

I opened my eyes, walked around the entrance of the community, and took a look at the surroundings. It was indeed quite safe.

Walking to the door again, the tip of my nose felt cold, and a snowflake melted on the tip of my nose. It was snowing!

He gently stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes. A few snowflakes stopped on the top of his palm, as if the pause button had been pressed.

He curled his lips and smiled, waved his right hand gently, and all the snowflakes around him were bounced away, and he walked back to the car.

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"I just came back and saw a beautiful girl standing outside the door. Do you know which building it is from?"

"Lick the screen, lick the screen"

"This doesn't look like ours. If there is such a beauty in the community, I will definitely remember it."

"Are you still at the door? I want to meet by chance."

"It's still there. I saw it just now. It's really not bad looking."

"Are you wearing a cheongsam? A long gown?"

"Like a beauty from ancient times"

Yan Junge was a little depressed after not being able to contact Zhang Yiyan for a day. As a result, his cell phone kept ringing. He took the phone a little irritably. The number of owners was already 99+, and it was not usually so lively. So he clicked on the first item.

His eyes suddenly widened, "Yi, Yiyan, are you here to find me? Why didn't you call?"

He stood up suddenly, put on his coat and went out. He ran all the way to the door, but there was no one there.

"Bang bang bang" the knock on the door was loud.

The doorman opened the door and said with a smile, "What's wrong, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Junge pointed outside, "Where was the person there just now? Why didn't you call me?"

The eldest brother outside the door was a little embarrassed, "He has already left. He has been gone for a few minutes."

"Mr. Yan, it's not that I didn't let him in. He said he wouldn't come in and wouldn't call."

He pointed to the road outside, "He walked on both sides, then stood for a few minutes before getting in the car and leaving."

Following his line of sight, Yan Junge walked around but found nothing. He went to the place where he had just stood and took out his cell phone a little irritably, but still couldn't get through.

With his hands on his hips, he turned around impatiently. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small snowman piled under the green belt.

I hurriedly knelt down to take a look, and it turned out to be somewhat similar to the one I had piled up before. Yan Junge laughed, "What is this? A little snowman conveying love?"

He held the snowman in both hands, ignored the gossipy and shocked eyes of the doorman, and walked back with a silly smile.