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Yan Junge drove away with Zhang Yiyan. Looking at the person sitting in the passenger seat, Yan Junge was a little worried and said, "Yiyan, are you feeling unwell today? You feel low energy and your complexion is a bit bad."

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand to open the mirror above the passenger seat. The person inside had a calm expression, but his lips were slightly pale. His fingers touched his neck lightly, but the black air did not cause any trouble.

Pushing the mirror back, he shook his head slightly, not wanting to continue the conversation, "It's okay, just focus on driving."

",,,good."

When he arrived at Tianshui Mingdu, Yan Junge smiled and handed the doorman a cigarette, winked, and then entered the underground garage.

After entering the elevator, Yan Junge felt a little uneasy, as if he was nervous about seeing a parent, "In a word, will your uncle object to you living with me?"

Zhang Yiyan raised his head slightly and looked at his face. The deathly aura was still there. He shook his head and said, "No."

The two of them walked out of the elevator, opened the door, and entered the room. "Uncle is at my master's place. He has not been in City A these days."

yeah! ! ! Fireworks were set off in his heart again, and Yan Junge grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.

"Okay, I'll just pack your luggage for you. Where is the box?"

"No, there aren't many things. There's nothing to pack."

"Yes, yes, let's clean it up."

Zhang Yiyan didn't want to get too entangled now. He hadn't slept all day and night and was really tired.

He took him to his room and opened a small door. There was a small cloakroom with the box underneath.

"Here, I'm going to prepare other things, so don't mess around."

Yan Junge smiled, showing his white teeth, "No, no."

After confirming that Zhang Yiyan went to other rooms, Yan Junge finally took a look around here.

There is a row of clothes on the top, a row of trousers on the bottom, and all the long gowns on the other side, all kinds of long gowns. It’s just that the colors are mostly cool, including green, cyan, blue, and black, white, and gray.

In addition to what Zhang Yiyan was wearing, Yan Junge packed up two more sets of clothes for him, opened the drawer, and sure enough there were two rows of neatly folded underwear, "It turns out they are boxer briefs."

I quickly packed it up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at the separate toothbrush cup, I understood and hummed unconsciously. When he returned to the living room with his suitcase, Zhang Yiyan hadn't come out yet.

Yan Junge turned to look at the closed door. He remembered Zhang Yiyan said that that was where he usually practiced and wanted to go in and have a look.

He walked quietly to the door of the room and prepared to knock on the door. The door opened directly from the inside, and Zhang Yiyan came out with a yellow cloth bag, "Let's go."

"Ah, okay, give it to me, I'll get it."

Yan Junge carried the box in his right hand and the bag in his left hand, and the two of them just went downstairs.

Yan Junge was very happy along the way, but he strained his face to keep from giggling. He turned his head slightly and glanced at the person in the passenger seat, then curled his lips and smiled, "In a word, let's put our things at home first, and then go out for lunch." Bar."

Zhang Yiyan leaned on the back of the chair and did not move when he heard the words. He said calmly, "No, I'm a little tired and want to rest."

"Okay, why don't you go out? I'll cook for you. What do you want to eat?"

"Plain noodles."

"Isn't it too little and not nutritious? I think you seem to have lost weight again." Taking advantage of the red light, I looked at it a few more times and found that I had indeed lost weight.

"No appetite." Zhang Yiyan moved his body and faced the car window. The sunlight shone down, making his whole body seem to glow.

Yan Junge saw that he seemed very tired, so he stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

When we arrived at the place, the elevator went directly to the top floor. Yan Junge briefly introduced the layout of the community and led people in.

"Yiyan, you live in this room, and I'll be next door to you. You can rest first. Whatever you need, we can go out and buy it together later."

"Don't worry, no one else has ever lived here. The sheets and quilt covers are all new."

Zhang Yiyan nodded, walked in, and glanced around. The room was large and clean, and then he relaxed.

He raised his hands to unbutton one by one, took off his clothes, and folded them at the end of the bed. The jade plaque he brought with him was placed on top. He reached out and pulled out the hairpin. The black hair poured down like a waterfall. The wooden hairpin and the jade plaque were placed on the top. Once there, he walked into the bathroom.

Yan Junge looked in the refrigerator and found eggs, ham, vegetables, and no tomatoes. Oops.

First fry two poached eggs, cut the side dishes, boil water, and cook the noodles. After five minutes, the noodles are almost cooked. Turn down the heat to keep warm.

"knock knock"

"In one word, the noodles are ready."

Yan Junge waited, but no one answered. He gently turned the handle and opened it. Did he not lock the door?

As soon as I walked in, I heard the sound of running water and it turned out that I was taking a shower. Looking in the direction of the bathroom, naturally he couldn't see anything.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the clothes on the bed and stepped forward to hang them up for him.

He picked up the jade plaque and the wooden hairpin and was about to put them on the low table aside. Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain in his palms, and his body felt like he was in the ice and snow. As soon as he made a move, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground.

The air-conditioning seemed to have substance, drilling from the palms of my hands to my heart.

Suddenly, a heat spread from his chest, as if fighting against the coldness.

Yan Junge looked at the jade plaque and wooden hairpin in his hand, frowning, and wanted to let go of his hand, but his fingers didn't obey him at all. Cold sweat slowly climbed up his forehead, and his teeth clenched.

Ice and fire fought in the body, dull pain swept through the body, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"click"

The bathroom door opened and the hot and humid air dispersed.

Seeing the person lying on the ground, Zhang Yiyan's pupils suddenly sank, and he quickly walked to his side. When he saw the thing in his hand, he frowned slightly, squatted down, spread his fingers hard, and took out the thing in his palm. .

Then he squeezed his palm tightly, closed his eyes, and focused his five fingers to suck out all the ghost energy that had penetrated Yan Junge's body.

The moment their palms touched, Yan Junge clearly felt the changes in his body. The alternating feeling of hot and cold was gone, replaced by a warm current flowing throughout his body. Hui held Zhang Yiyan's hand and wrapped his whole little hand into the palm of his hand.

"Whoo~"

With a sigh, he was finally able to move. He leaned forward and took Zhang Yiyan into his arms. He said a little aggrievedly, "Yiyan, what happened to me just now? It's cold and hot, and I can't move."

Zhang Yiyan sighed silently in his heart, pushed his shoulders, stood up, and pulled him up with his hands. "This jade tablet was found among the funerary items in the ancient tomb. It has evil spirits on it. You have not practiced cultivation, and this is why you will behave like this when the evil spirits enter your body."

"But don't worry, it has been resolved just now. Don't touch this jade token in the future."

He retracted his hands and put away the jade token. If Yan Junge hadn't had the amulet on him this time, he would have been severely injured.

Unexpectedly, he would come directly to the house and almost cause a disaster.

Yan Junge lowered his eyes and looked at the empty palms, feeling a little disappointed. He slowly looked up and saw Zhang Yiyan in pajamas with wet hair, and felt a little happy again.

"You came to me in an emergency?" Zhang Yiyan felt relieved when he walked aside and rechecked the things he had brought with him. There were no dangerous items.

"Coming to find you,,,,,I'll go make my noodles." Yan Junge ran to the kitchen, immediately turned off the fire, filled the noodles, picked up one and tasted it, and sure enough, it was cooked to pieces.

Zhang Yiyan had already walked out, with a dry hair cap on his head. He picked up a chopstick and tasted it, "It doesn't matter, just eat it like this."

",,,Fine."