Death Spell

Chapter 73

Uncle Wang came out of the room with a medicine jar in his hand, saw Sang Xie and Tang Song standing under the shade of a tree, walked quickly two steps, and said, "Sorry, Miss Tang kept you waiting, this is your medicine, I need it Shall I send it to you?" He said and handed the medicine jar to Tang Song.

Sang Xie quietly looked at the expression on Uncle Wang's face, and stood aside without saying a word.

"No, thank you Uncle Wang, I'll go first, goodbye." Tang Song paused, glanced at Sang Xie, and said indifferently: "Goodbye."

Sang Xie: "Goodbye."

Uncle Wang sent Tang Song out, turned around and saw Sang Xie looking at him with a dull expression, and his expression froze. In Uncle Wang's view, Sang Xie was a terrifying existence.

"Excuse me, Miss Sang, what else can you do?" Uncle Wang asked.

"Tell me, how are you doing now?" Sang Xie said lightly.

Uncle Wang asked a little puzzled: "I don't know Miss Sang, what do you want to ask?"

Sang Xie's expression darkened: "I just want to know how the ecology has changed rapidly from the Tang Dynasty to the present. How is it different now from then? Although I'm used to seeing these things, it's not a big deal. It's just... ...There are more new things than I can imagine, so for those who don't understand, I will ask you, before Ya wakes up, I have to adapt to the new environment as soon as possible."

Hearing these words, Uncle Wang, who has lived a long time, couldn't help wiping away his sweat.

As expected of Miss's friend, talking about these things is so calm and sensible.

"If Ms. Sang doesn't dislike it, I'll take you out for a walk. If you have any questions, I can tell you directly and deepen my impression." Uncle Wang said, looking at Sang Xie's coat, with a kind smile : "The most important thing is to choose some clothes that suit you first."

Sang Xie looked down at her clothes, raised her eyebrows to look at Uncle Wang, and nodded coldly.

Uncle Wang asked Sang Xie to wait for a while, but Sang Xie didn't take it seriously at first, only to see Uncle Wang take out cat food from the room and pour it into a bowl, and put it aside.A white cat jumped out of nowhere.

"This cat?" Sang Xie looked at her, frowning slightly.

Uncle Wang explained: "Miss has raised it for many years. Miss Sang wait at the door. I'll get the car first."

Sang Xie said nothing, turned and left.

In Sang Xie's world, the car was something that had never appeared before. Uncle Wang opened the back door, and Sang Xie got in.

Uncle Wang stood aside, warmly reminding Sang Xie to fasten his seat belt.Although he didn't know what effect the belt could have, Sang Xie obediently put it on.

The car went all the way to the destination, stopping and stopping on the way. Sang Xie was not used to this speed, and the cars that were constantly driving around her, especially the unpleasant smell of gasoline, made her a little uncomfortable.

"It's inevitable that you will get motion sickness when you take a car for the first time. If you eat plums, the sourness will relieve you." Uncle Wang took out a bag of plums and handed them to Sang Xie.

Sang Xie took it with an unhappy expression, put it in his mouth, looked at the scenery outside the window, and sighed: "The world has changed so much, I can't tell whether it is good or bad."

"With advanced technology, people will naturally become lazy." Uncle Wang said as he turned the car into the commercial street.

There was a photo of actress Luo Ziyan hanging outside the shopping mall. Sang Xie looked at it, frowning: "Who is this? Why did she do this?"

Uncle Wang raised his eyebrows, looked at the poster, and explained: "She's the actress, leading the fashion trend, her name is Luo Ziyan."

"Fashion? Trend?" Sang Xie looked at Luo Ziyan's face while talking, and took a few extra glances.

Uncle Wang said: "It's different now than before. The clothes of the celebrities affect the common people. When I go back, I will find a few TV series for Ms. Sang to watch, and it will become clear."

Although Sang Xie didn't know what the TV series was, she nodded her head in agreement, and asked, "Then do you know what Le Wenyao does?"

Uncle Wang was not surprised by this, and turned the car to the underground parking lot. The light in the car was a bit dim.

"Miss Le's family is engaged in electronic technology, and Miss Le herself is also a high-end person in technology, but it may take some time for these Miss Sang to understand this."

Sang Xie didn't continue on this topic, but looked at the rows of all kinds of cars, feeling a little headache.

Uncle Wang parked the car and opened the door.

When the two arrived at the commercial street, it was almost dusk, and there were large expanses of red clouds burning in the sky, like a burning fire.

It means that the night is coming, and the weather will become cooler, not as hot as in the daytime.

Shopping malls are always crowded and noisy.Especially now that it is the beginning of the school year, students are enjoying the time of the last vacation, gathering for parties, and shopping for things.Walking along the way, you can see many young people wearing shorts and camisoles, laughing and gathering together in a lively manner.

Sang Xie was tall and long-legged, and had a particularly outstanding appearance and temperament, especially the old man who was accompanied by Uncle Wang who was quite temperamental. When he walked into the crowd, he was like a luminous body, causing many people to look sideways.

And there was a lot of discussion: "This woman is so beautiful, is her father next to her?"

"Can you be her grandfather?" a girl said with a smile.

"Don't make trouble! It's obviously... your husband." Another girl couldn't help laughing after she finished speaking.

Sang Xie stopped and looked at the three people. Before frowning, Uncle Wang beside him said, "Miss Sang, you don't look well, but you don't feel well?"

In Uncle Wang's eyes, the ancients were much more conservative than modern people, so Uncle Wang understood this scene very well, and said: "The times are different now, and it's normal for girls to dress better. You haven't seen those models. Wear less."

Sang Xie turned to look at Uncle Wang and shook her head: "That's not the case. In the Tang Dynasty, women could go out and open their own shops and be shopkeepers. At that time, women's clothes were similar to those of today, but their taste was much better than now. "

Uncle Wang: "..."

"The reason why I look bad is because I promised Ya not to kill." Sang Xie had a dull expression, and after finishing speaking, he stopped talking.

Uncle Wang: "..."

Along the way, I bought a lot of daily necessities and clothes.After all, Uncle Wang was old, and he was a little out of breath when he returned to the parking lot. He saw that Sang Xie was fine.

After putting the things into the trunk, Uncle Wang asked, "What does Miss Sang want for dinner?"

Sang Xie looked at Uncle Wang and said, "Huh?"

"Dinner." Uncle Wang asked again.

"I'm not hungry. If I'm hungry, I'll find food on my own. Let's go back." Sang Xie opened the car door on her own, sat in the back, and fastened her seat belt.

Uncle Wang saw everything in his eyes. He had never seen a woman with such adaptability.

Back in Yayuan, it was already dark, Sang Xie just said thank you, then took the things back to the room, put the bought clothes on the bed, just looked at Sang Xie and lowered his eyes.

Thinking of the posters he saw, the models in the window, and the technology that Uncle Wang mentioned, Sang Xie's mouth curled up just thinking about it.

It's okay to just drink blood and not kill people, right?

While thinking about it, Sang Xie's figure disappeared into the room.

……

After returning home, Tang Song lay down to rest after drinking the medicine, and slept until now. He opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was already dark.

Look at the time, 09:30.

Stretching with one hand, her right arm only moved slightly, and the wound hurt so much that she frowned.

I got up and went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and drank it with a gulp.Finding that Tang Qing hadn't returned home, he took out his mobile phone and called, only to find out that Wang Li's job interview had succeeded, and celebrated outside.

Tang Song seemed to relax when he heard Wang Li.Yes, my sister has grown up and has the right to fall in love.

But when he thought of her and Wang Li, Tang Song remembered what happened between him and Anya in the ward...

Whether it is this person or this matter, it is like a dream to Tang and Song Dynasties.

Just thinking about it, he pursed his lips and sighed.Thinking of the woman she saw in Yayuan today, she didn't know who that Sang Xie was, let alone where Anya went.

It seemed that everyone knew Anya very well, except myself, who knew nothing about Anya.

Even now, in this home where I have lived for so many years, I feel strange.It seems that he hasn't come out of that mountain forest or that tomb.

That's right, ordinary people who don't have nothing to go to that kind of place?

Tang Song shook her head, she can't be like this, she can't be led by An Ya's emotions, this is not her character.In the past, when faced with those thoughts that made her confused, the only solution was to work.

Thinking of work, Tang Song turned on the computer.

Looking at the work emails, there were already so many emails that I hadn’t read. I clicked on them one by one, and looked at the contents, and soon Tang Song entered the working state.

And sent an email to the leader, applying for work next Monday.

……

Le Wenyao took a comfortable bath in Le's house, wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom. The white hair was still dripping with water. She hung the towel around her neck, opened the door of the cabinet, and took the two knives Anya gave her. Hold it in your hand and wipe it gently with a soft cloth.

Pursing his lips, looking at himself in the blade, suddenly he pointed the knife in front of him with both hands, and snorted: "I really regret not beheading you." After speaking, he sighed again.

When there was a knock on the door, Le Wenyao raised his eyebrows and looked towards the door, put the knife away and put it in the cabinet, before saying, "Come in." He said that he was completely nestled on the massage chair.

Yan Su pushed open the door, looked at Le Wenyao in the massage chair, immediately turned off the switch, and said worriedly: "Miss, you are a person with internal injuries, and the massage chair is not suitable for you."

"Ah? Who said people with internal injuries can't use massage chairs?" Le Wenyao said innocently.

Yan Su knew that she couldn't talk to Le Wenyao, so she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Le Wenyao's personal doctor.

Before dialing, Le Wenyao snatched him away, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, if he starts talking and nagging, that's why you came to me?"

With a slight smile on the corner of Yan Su's mouth, he took out the hair dryer from the dressing table, plugged it in, and said, "I'll help the young lady dry her hair first, and then report to the young lady about work."

"Huh?" Le Wenyao sat in front of the dressing table and looked at Yan Su in the mirror: "What job?"

"The four brothers of the Fang family have arrived home safely, and the golden box brought back from the tomb has also been placed in the basement. This time I have harvested He's Bi, has the eldest lady thought about what to do with it?" After speaking, the sound of the hair dryer sounded, The warm wind blows Le Wenyao's white silk.

Le Wenyao pursed her lips, closed her eyes and let Yan Su blow her hair.

After drying, Yan Su put away the hair dryer, and said, "And the company, Miss, what are you going to do? After taking over Lejia, you haven't seen any of the directors."

"He's Bi is temporarily stored. If it weren't for the witch, I wouldn't be able to get it at all. The people of the Fang family should reward me well. As for the directors, I don't want to see them, it's so annoying!" Le Wenyao hooked her hair with her fingers, said with a curled lip.

Yan Su saw Le Wenyao's expression in his eyes, with a smile on his lips: "Miss, you are now the heir of the Le family, even if you don't like it, you have to deal with it, and... What are your plans for Le's technology stocks? "

Le Wenyao hugged her knees, put her chin on her knees, and said with a pout: "Yan Su, I really don't like to socialize, and I really don't like to live in a mask. The reason why I like to play games is because games are games. Every decision in the game, right or wrong, can’t be reset. You can laugh at me, I don’t like these anyway... But, this is what my grandfather left me, and I won’t let them underestimate me .”

These words were spoken seriously, and Yan Su listened intently.

"So these are temporarily in your charge, I trust you." Le Wenyao's tone did not sound like a joke.

Yan Su was completely dumbfounded.

"Miss, do you want to hand over Le's to me?"

Le Wenyao got up, sat back in front of the computer, tapped the computer with her slender fingers, and said indifferently: "Well, you are very talented in management, and you are inferior to me."

"But..." Yan Su couldn't understand, "It's my job to take care of the eldest lady."

"At my age, I will naturally take care of myself. If you are worried, just find someone you trust, but I only want girls." Le Wenyao took out the camera's memory card from her bag, turned to look Xiang Yansu said again: "This matter will take effect immediately. As for those who take care of me, don't rush to find them. I'm going to write a program. I'll send an email to notify those old men tomorrow."

Yan Su: "..."

"What? You can't do it?" Le Wenyao raised an eyebrow and asked.

It's not that it can't be done, but that Yan Su's mission is to help Le Wenyao manage the Le family, and it's not her doing these things... However, Le Wenyao is currently the heir of the Le family, and her words are the imperial decree.

"Miss, I will do my best to do well, but I will still report to you regularly."

Le Wenyao looked at Yan Su, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Don't be so serious, it's fine, I'm going to be busy."

Yan Su knew that Le Wenyao didn't like others to disturb her writing programs, so she said something, so she turned and left.

Le Wenyao concentrated on studying the memory card in the digital camera and the contents of those recorders, making a more detailed analysis and comparison.

The wind blew into the room, Le Wenyao turned her head to look at the balcony, got up and walked over to close the sliding door, glanced at the sky outside, it was covered with dark clouds, the weather forecast said thunderstorms, Le Wenyao closed the sliding door without thinking twice.

Turning around, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a figure was reflected on the curtain, and then disappeared.