The weak and beautiful man is actually an attack

"Xiaoxin." Xing Ming tapped on a transparent barrier between himself and Han Anxin, "Let me in, Xiaoxin."

He knew that Han Anxin's current situation was very wrong, but if he couldn't get in touch with Han Anxin now, he couldn't do anything.

The sight in front of him made Yue Yan's legs weak as an ordinary person. He stood there for a long time before finally recovering, "Xing Ming, what happened to Han Anxin? What happened just now? You used a pistol What did you hit?"

"Evil ghost, the evil ghost possessing Hongyi."

Yue Yan thought of the video call that Xing Ming had just had with a little boy named Ran Weng in the car, "Did you break his spiritual core?"

"Ah."

"Then Han Anxin..."

Although I don't know why Han Anxin ran away like this without drinking, Xing Ming knew that the child is very sad now and needs him very much. Looking at Han Anxin who was crying, Xing Ming said distressedly: "He has the ability to run away like this, we must stop it." If he is allowed to go on like this, the surroundings may be affected, and I'm afraid it won't be so easy to hide it."

"so what should I do now?"

"Need yellow paper and cinnabar."

"But there are none of these things here."

"..."

He really wanted to hug this crying child in his arms to comfort him, but as Yue Yan said, there was no cinnabar or yellow paper around him at all.He really couldn't think of any other way, so he could only call Ran Weng again for help.

"I'll go to Yun Zhixiong first." Seeing that Xing Ming called for help, but he couldn't help himself, Yue Yan thought of Yun Zhixiong who was trembling on the phone, so he hurried to the warehouse to look for it.

When he found Yun Zhixiong, Xing Ming called again.

As soon as the call was connected, Ran Weng's big face came closer, "Has the matter been resolved? How is Xiaoxin!"

"The evil ghost has been dealt with, but now Xiaoxin has a big problem, and his ability has gone berserk."

After Ran Weng heard this, the hairs on his hair stood on end, "Runaway? Did Xiaoxin drink alcohol?"

"No, he may have been stimulated. Now there is an invisible barrier around him. I can't approach him or talk to him. He shouldn't. He's in a bad state. However, I need to find a way to stop him from running wild Method. Xiaoxin is very sad now." After that, he turned the camera to Han Anxin who was curled up and crying all the time.

"Xiaoxin, my little Xin, why, how could he be so sad, what exactly has this child experienced." Han Anxin was the child Ran Weng saw growing up, and seeing him like this now, Ran Weng's heart twitched In one stroke, if he hadn't lost all his mana, he would have spent his cultivation to cast a spell back, "I told you to take good care of him, how did you take care of him! You hurt him over and over again."

"I'm really sorry, Ran Weng, but now, please tell me the way to stop Xiaoxin from going berserk." Xing Ming said almost pleadingly.

"If you want to stop Xiaoxin, you can only use a spell."

"But I don't have yellow paper or cinnabar around me."

"It is possible to enlarge the spell and draw it on the ground, but if there is no cinnabar, only blood can be used. However, drawing a spell on the ground requires a lot of blood." This sudden situation really gave Ran Weng a headache.

But Xing Ming heard Ran Weng's words, but immediately made a decision in his heart, "I know, I will let Xiaoxin be fine."

Ran Weng suddenly realized something was wrong in Xing Ming's words, "Mr. Xing, what do you mean by that? Don't do stupid things, don't mess around with your own blood, you have anemia, messing around will kill you! Teacher Xing , are you listening to me? If something happens to you, how can I explain to your brother here, hey, you..."

Xing Ming didn't say anything more, but quickly cut off the phone.

He touched the invisible barrier between him and Han Anxin, leaned his forehead on the barrier, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Xiaoxin, the teacher shouldn't let you go home by yourself, and should always take you by my side. With you by your side, nothing like this will happen."

"Xiaoxin, forgive me, okay?"

"I will never let you have another accident." His eyes at the moment were extremely firm, he picked up the dagger that Hongyi had dropped on the ground, and slashed at his arm.

Blood flowed out from his wrist immediately, as if he didn't feel any pain, he dipped his index finger in his blood and drew a spell there, but his cut was not hard, and the blood that flowed out was not enough for him to draw a spell, so He raised the knife, ready to strike himself again, but before the knife fell this time, he heard Yue Yan's shout.

"Xing Ming! Stop, I found cinnabar."

Xing Ming turned his head and saw Yue Yan supporting Yun Zhixiong who was covered in injuries with one hand and carrying a big box with the other. He walked to Xing Ming's side and put the box beside Xing Ming. Yue Yan admired the scratch, "For him, you are really cruel to yourself. Fortunately, this is a paint processing factory, and there are things like cinnabar."

Yue Yan pressed the not very heavy box on the ground (it would float up if not on the ground), "See if it's enough, if not, I'll go get it."

Xing Ming quickly opened the lid of the box and saw a large bottle of cinnabar, "It should be enough, thank you."

"Hurry up, I feel that my body is getting lighter and lighter, and I'm about to float up. Besides, Zhixiong's condition doesn't seem to be very good, I have to take him to the hospital." Yue Yan frowned, worried Looking at Yun Zhixiong who was covered in bruises all over his face and body, and his sanity was still a little unclear, he thought for a while, and hugged him around the waist. After all, because of Han Anxin's ability, everything is very light now, so he can hug him easily. Holding him as if not holding him.

"Yeah." Xing Ming quickly dipped a cloth with cinnabar and drew a spell around Han Anxin. After the spell was over, a white light flashed suddenly from the spell, and everything around him fell down, and Yue Yan suddenly felt his own pain. His hand was heavy, the sudden weight almost made him kneel on the ground in shame, but he reacted quickly, knocked the person in his arms, and held him steady again.

"Xiaoxin." The barrier between him and Han Anxin finally disappeared. Xing Ming rushed forward and hugged Han Anxin in his arms, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here, Xiaoxin, I'm here."

"Xing Ming?" Han Anxin, who had been crying all the time, felt the warm temperature and familiar voice, and looked up at the person who wrapped him in his arms, but his eyes were covered with tears, and he could only look at Get a general outline, but this outline is enough for him to believe that the person holding him is Xing Ming.

Wronged, sad at this time got a little bit of comfort, "Xing Ming, Dad, the amulet given by Dad."

He spread out his hands, and showed Xing Ming the broken amulet that was ravaged by Hong Yi, "I don't have one. I didn't protect my father's amulet. It was broken into pieces. This is the only thing my father left me. It's gone. Xing Ming..."

"Xiaoxin..."

"My father gave it to me. The spiritual power on it has disappeared. My father and mother are gone."

"Sorry, I shouldn't let you go back alone. If I took you home, this kind of thing wouldn't happen. I'm sorry." He has always known that Xiaoxin attaches great importance to family affection. But it is impossible not to care.The amulet left by his father, except for the two times for himself, Xiaoxin has always cared for him as a treasure, but now, it has turned into shredded paper.

"I didn't protect it well, I'm sorry, Dad..."

"It's not your fault, Xiaoxin. Stop blaming yourself, okay?" Xing Ming bowed his head and kissed Han Anxin's forehead, kissed his eyes, the tip of his nose, and sucked the salty tears he shed little by little I just hope that this can take away the pain in the child's heart.

"Teacher... I... I..."

"Father won't blame you, Xiaoxin, he loves you the most, doesn't he?"

"But me, I can't even protect what he gave me."

"He just hopes that you will be safe and sound. An amulet can exchange for your safety, which is the best for him." Xing Ming put his forehead against his forehead and patted him on the back.

"But the amulet is gone."

"How about we go back and make a new one, and then, how about putting these broken pieces of paper inside a new amulet?" Xing Ming said.

"So, is this okay?" Han Anxin looked at Xing Ming uncertainly with red eyes.

"Xiaoxin, the role of relics is to allow us to remember the person who passed away, and to remind us of him from time to time. The last thing the person wants to see is to be forgotten by the closest person, as long as you don't forget They are the best for them."

Han Anxin wiped her tears and said firmly: "I will never forget them, I will never forget my parents, I love them."

Xing Ming looked at him softly, "Mom and Dad love you too, Xiaoxin."

"Teacher, let's go back and wrap these pieces of paper in a spell, shall we?"

"Okay." Xing Ming took out a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out in his hands, "Now use this to wrap them well, and we'll make spells and wrap them up when we get back."

"Ah."

Han Anxin stared closely at Xing Ming's hand, watching him wrap up the scraps of paper little by little. Soon, the bleeding wound on Xing Ming's wrist attracted him, "Teacher, your hand!"

Fearing that Han Anxin would be worried, Xing Ming stuffed the paper holding the scraps of paper into his pocket, and put his hand that was scratched by the knife behind his back, not letting him see, "It was just scratched by a knife, it's not a serious problem."

"Knife? Hongyi's knife? By the way, Hongyi is possessed by an evil spirit, teacher..." Han Anxin stood up abruptly, but his whole body was a little shaken because of the violent force.

"Be careful, Xiaoxin." Xing Ming supported him, but he himself was not much better. Anemic, he was also a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, but he still supported Han Anxin.

"Hongyi..." Han Anxin saw Hongyi who had fainted on the ground, "Evil ghost?"

"It's gone, I asked Ran Weng how to get rid of the evil spirits."

"That means, are we safe? Then, Shixiong..."

Seeing that Yue Yan and Yun Zhixiong were no longer in the warehouse, Xing Ming reckoned that they should have returned to the car, "He's fine, Coach Yue took him into the car first, let's go too."

"But is it like this here now?"

"Someone will come to deal with it soon. Before that, we'd better leave first. Let's go, Xiaoxin, let's go home." He held Han Anxin's hand tightly and promised, "I will never take you away again." Lost it."