Death Spell

Chapter 21

"What!?" Le Wenyao was a little surprised, but quickly silenced her voice: "You won't be punished for revealing too many secrets, right?"

Anya smiled before responding: "My life is a kind of retribution, what am I afraid of? But I have something to do right now. So... I don't want to face this calamity yet."

"Then when I go back tomorrow, I'll go to Grandpa's Buddhist scripture pavilion, hoping to help you." Le Wenyao raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Thank you, but remember to do everything according to your ability, don't force it." An Ya said, staring at the noodles in the pot, and took out a small box from her bag. Those granular white cotton yarns were only used a little, and the pot floated. There is an indescribable fragrance.

"It smells so good, I'm really hungry." Le Wenyao got up and got out of the tent, opened the can and put it on the stone steps, took out a silver whistle and blew it at the sky. After a while, the commander's figure crossed the sky and landed On the stone steps, he began to eat the contents of the can.

Anya smiled, filled a disposable cup for noodles and handed it to Le Wenyao, filled another cup and opened the tent, whispered, seeing Tang Song frowning and opening his closed eyes, said: " Eat something before going to bed."

Tang Song stood up and looked at the cup noodles and chopsticks, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

The three ate noodles, and after a brief tidying up, they were ready to rest.

The tent was a little small. When Anya got into the tent, she found that Tang Song had fallen asleep lying on her side. After pulling up the tent, she lay quietly on the side, staring at the top of the tent with her eyes open, a little distracted.

The figure next to her moved slightly, and moved again. Anya turned her head to look at Tang Song curiously, only to find that the woman in front of her was also looking at her with her eyes open.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Anya asked softly.

"What about you?" Tang Song asked back.

"Me?" Anya straightened her head again, and said, "It's brewing."

"It's been brewing for a long time... Do you have insomnia?"

Tang Song hasn't slept since Anya came in, but she feels that the people around her are eerily quiet, but she knows that Anya hasn't slept.In the past two days, I have been running around and tired, even my body needs to rest.

Could it be that she is stronger than iron?

Anya turned her face to Tang Song again, and smiled with her lips curled up: "Don't people with insomnia have dark circles under their eyes? Look at me, where are they?"

Tang Song: "..."

Anya said, "Give me your hand."

Tang Song was taken aback: "What?"

Anya emphasized: "Don't just talk about me, your complexion is not very good, I will help you take a pulse."

Although Tang Song had doubts, he still raised his right hand.After all, she is also a doctor, but let's hear what she can say.

"You... still understand this?"

Seeing Tang Song's cooperation, Anya seemed very satisfied, she hooked her lips and put her hand on Tang Song's pulse, and after a while, said softly: "You don't usually rest well, and you are under a lot of work pressure, so your energy and blood are weak. And... the working environment is relatively cold, and it leads to a blockage of Qi and blood, so it should be very uncomfortable for a few days every month, right?"

Tang Song immediately said vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

Anya withdrew her hand, smiled, and said, "What do I mean? What did I say wrong?"

Tang Song changed the subject and said, "You... have studied Chinese medicine?"

Anya turned her eyes away, and said indifferently: "Well, once... a friend taught me, and I just learned from it."

Tang Song's expression froze, looking at Anya, for some reason, when she mentioned this friend, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"This friend of yours, now..."

"It's gone." Anya's tone was very light, she straightened her body, and said, "I'll write a prescription when I get back, and it will improve after a period of treatment. It's getting late, go to sleep."

Tang Song looked at her profile, suddenly there was a strange but familiar feeling that surprised her, recalling that dream, even fear.

She is a forensic doctor, and she cannot do the job without a strong heart.So in her world, even if her parents left or Wu Wenhao disappeared, she never cried bitterly, because she felt that even if she cried bitterly for a moment of relief, it would not solve any problems.

How long has she known Anya?

Why... When I look at her desolate back and sad eyes, I feel sad for her?

Tang Song didn't dare to think about it any more, and after saying "good night", he found a comfortable place to sleep.

Before 7 o'clock the next day, Le Wenyao's cell phone alarmed cruelly waking up the person next door from his sleep.When Tang Song struggled to get up, his soul felt like he was going out of his body. His head was not his own, and his hands and feet were not his own.

Standing up, he found that Anya was gone. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that there was no temperature there. Could it be that he woke up a long time ago?

Taking out mouthwash to rinse his mouth, then wiped his face clean with a wet tissue, Tang Song, who patted on some toner casually, opened the tent, looked at the scene outside, and froze in place.

The two people in front of them stood straight on the flat ground with their feet shoulder-width apart, then one leg was slightly bent, their hands were slowly raised, stretched forward slowly, and one foot drew a circle on the ground...

This is... Tai Chi?

"Witch, every time I feel that your movements are more standard than mine." Le Wenyao raised her hands above her head as she said.

Anya did the same thing, and said lightly, "Don't speak, don't speak."

Le Wenyao: "..."

Tang Song looked at the two, with a helpless smile on his lips, and went back to the tent to pack up his things.

Not long after, Anya came in from the outside and said, "I still have some bread for breakfast. I'll drink some water first after I warm it up." She said and passed the cup in.

"Thank you." Tang Song took the water, took a sip, and the two looked at each other without speaking.

After breakfast, the three of them packed up and left here.When crossing the river, it seemed that the place had returned to its previous appearance, but Anya stopped, looked up at the direction of the valley, and left without stopping.

After walking for more than an hour, it seemed to be much faster than when we came.

Back at the place where the SUV was parked, Le Wenyao volunteered, "Let me drive it."

Tang Song put the bag in the trunk, looked at Le Wenyao, and heard her say: "The witch said that you haven't rested well, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it anymore."

His eyes fell on Anya again, wearing sunglasses, she could only see the corners of her mouth pursed, Tang Song said: "That's hard work."

For some reason, since An Ya came here, it seems that she has been taking care of many things for many years... Tang Song almost forgot the warmth of being cared for.

Tang Song looked around and asked again, "Where's the commander?"

"It went home by itself early in the morning, maybe it has already arrived home before we arrived." Le Wenyao said and opened the car door.

Tang Song: "..."

The car was driving on the road, and the road surface was relatively bumpy. The swaying car made Tang Song feel sleepy very quickly, and his body seemed to get tired very easily.

Anya turned her head and saw Tang Song who was sleepy again, her eyebrows were slightly raised.

I ate something casually in the service area, and arrived at the airport after two o'clock in the afternoon.Because Le Wenyao didn't like to appear in crowded places, she entered the airport lounge from the high-level VIP place before arriving.

After Tang Song and Anya returned the car, they went to the infirmary at the airport at Anya's suggestion. Because of Le Wenyao's relationship, Tang Song went through the VIP channel again.

It was a two worlds almost different from the airport outside, except for the staff, there were only two people, Tang Song and Anya.

"Miss Le, she doesn't seem to like being seen?" It was Anya who came back to eat at the service area, so Tang Song thought so.

"I just don't like being gossiped and pointed at. Because Wen Yao was born with white hair, many people said it was an ominous omen. And when he was very young, his parents disappeared unexpectedly... Le's relatives thought that Wen Yao Born to be unknown." He said and put the luggage on the conveyor belt of the security check.

Tang Song also put the luggage on it, and said lightly: "These are just for self-interest."

After the two went through the security check, they each picked up their luggage, and Anya said, "You're right, it's true."

Walking to the VIP rest area, I saw Le Wenyao sitting on the massage chair with her eyes closed and rested. After all, the drive all the way was very hard.In the eyes of Tang and Song Dynasties, this special white hair is so eye-catching no matter where it is.

Coupled with the special status and those rumors, no one wants to get along with others.In the heart of Tang and Song Dynasties, there is a sense of empathy for Le Wenyao mixed in it.One of the so-called mysterious characters, but they all have unexpected secrets.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the figure beside him, what about her?

Also someone with a secret?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Le Wenye opened his eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "It's so slow! I almost boarded the plane by myself."

Anya glanced at the time and said with a smile, "There's still an hour, you're willing to do it."

Le Wenyao gave Anya a sideways glance, turned her head and snorted, but did not respond.

"I was not feeling well just now. An... Ya accompanied me to the infirmary to prescribe some glucose, so it was delayed." Seeing this, Tang Song explained, but he was not used to calling her by her name directly.

"Sister Tang, please don't help her. She is such an annoying type. I'm used to fighting with her." In Le Wenyao's eyes, she likes women like Tang Song who are gentle, well-behaved, beautiful and elegant.Especially when talking slowly and carefully, even when doing the explanations during the anatomy, I don't think it's so scary.

Anya was taken aback when she saw this, and said curiously: "You have known me for so many years, and I have never seen you call me sister..."

"I like the long-haired forensic sister. I don't like you, a sorceress with short hair who can only be handsome!" Le Wenyao snorted.

Tang Song smiled slightly.

Anya: "..."