God laid off and re-employment

Xiang Xuan wrapped Zhu Qi's shoulders with one hand, lifted his body slightly, and held a golden pill brought by Huan Yi with the other hand, and fed it into his slightly parted lips.

The pill melted in the mouth, and Xiang Xuan looked at the person who was still asleep in front of him without blinking, and asked, "When will he wake up?"

"I don't know," Huan Yi said with a sigh, "I don't know much about the God-Zhu Talisman."

When Xiang Xuan heard the name, he almost didn't bring it up. He looked at Huan Yi's spirit body: "Zhu talisman? Zhu Sha's Zhu?"

"Ah."

The specific role is very clear...

Xiang Xuan took Huan Yi out of the bedroom, and asked as he walked, "There shouldn't be many such things as God-killing Talismans. Can you confirm the identity of the grieving ghost?"

Huan Yi looked at him silently.

Xiang Xuan asked again: "Or...can you narrow down the scope?"

Huan Yi continued to remain silent.

Xiang Xuan then asked, "Is there any clue?"

Huan Yi is no longer dumb this time: "Yes, that grieving ghost knew you before, I think it should be the person you provoked before becoming a god."

"and then?"

"There is no more," Huan Yi said, "I came here to deliver the medicine in a hurry, and I haven't had time to check your life and death book."

Xiang Xuan recalled the previous times when he was stared at by grieving ghosts. He walked into his bedroom, looked at the ghost-suppressing amulet on the bedside table, and asked, "Do you think this has any effect on grieving ghosts of that intensity?" ?”

The ghost-suppressing talisman was left for Zhu Qi when Si Ran left last time, and it was pasted on him all the time without finding any other use.

"No matter how strong he is, he is still a ghost, but the effect is different." Huan Yi glanced at the pattern on the talisman, "This kind of ghost-suppressing talisman is considered to be the most effective. Although it cannot be killed directly, let him eat it. It’s okay to be a little bit bitter.”

Xiang Xuan reached out and touched the talisman, and said softly, "That means the best time to attack me is not at night when the air is heavy."

When he said this, Huan Yi also realized something; "How many times have you been looked for by the grieving ghost?"

Xiang Xuan said: "The generalizations add up to a lot."

The first time I encountered the grieving ghost was in an unoccupied underground parking lot, and then at night in his own study, a dark office, a very gloomy cemetery, and a cinema with low light.

I have to say that these timings are very coincidental. If he wasn't being monitored in real time, how could he be so accurate?

But if the grieving ghost has been hiding by his side, Zhu Qi will never be able to find it?Or look at it in some other way?

Huan Yi said, "Could it be someone close to you who revealed his whereabouts?"

The only ones who are usually close to him, and those who know his whereabouts better are the secretary and assistant.

Xiang Xuan shook his head: "I don't know, I'll go to the company to have a look when Zhu Qi wakes up." He suddenly remembered something, and said to Huan Yi, "I want to ask you something."

As soon as he unbuttoned the top button of his jacket, Huan Yi understood what he meant: "Do you want to ask me about the effect of the formation on your body?"

Xiang Xuan paused, then put down his hand: "How do you know there is this?"

"I saw it when he first engraved it for you," Huan Yi said, "It's just that you didn't have enough merit at that time, so you shouldn't be able to see me."

"What is the effect?"

"Injury transfer," Huan Yi became a little annoyed when he mentioned this, "The damage you receive from the world of impermanence will be transferred to Zhu Qi one by one."

Although I have already made some guesses and made some psychological preparations, when I really heard it, I still felt as if I had been struck by lightning.

He stood blankly, and said sadly, "Can you untie it?"

Huan Yi said: "Once the formation is opened, it cannot be stopped halfway. We can only wait for the imprint on it to gradually fade away."

There was nothing around him for him to vent his emotions, so he tightly clenched the hand by his side, veins appeared on the back of his hand, blood was drawn from his palm, and he didn't feel the pain at all: "How long will it take?"

"It's not fixed, it depends on how much divine power he used at that time, but after he opened the formation, he fell asleep after exhausting too much divine power, it should be..." Huan Yi glanced at him, "It will be a long time."

Xiang Xuan felt distressed, angry, helpless, and a little... the joy of being put in his heart, but after a while, there was only boundless heartache left.

He himself suffered a lot of injuries, whether it was heart-digging or soul-devouring, these were all suffered by Zhu Qi on his behalf.No wonder he didn't feel pain when he was injured and healed quickly.

Zhuji slept for a long time as soon as he fell asleep, Xiang Xuan was really worried about leaving Zhuji at home alone, wishing he could stick to Zhuji's room 24 hours a day.

He simply moved the main place of work from the company's office to his home, and only went there occasionally when important things happened. After all, he was also the president of a company, so he couldn't let go of everything.

So many things in the company were pushed to Lin Nanzhou again, which added a lot of workload to him. Therefore, every time Xiang Xuan came to the company, he could see Lin Nanzhou's haggard appearance, and looked at him with resentment and resentment. .

Xiang Xuan is not embarrassed about this, anyway, he is the vice president, so he should be oppressed to exercise his ability.

Although there are fewer things to do every day, he still feels a little empty, as if a piece of life is missing.

It had been more than half a month when I woke up again. It was two or three o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was shining and the clouds were shining outside. The wind rustled the leaves. When I opened my eyes, the sun was shining directly on my face. , he seemed to just take a peaceful nap.

Xiang Xuan was working in his room, and there was only the sound of pages being turned from time to time. Such an environment gave people an illusion of tranquility and comfort.

"Xiang Xuan." He called softly.

The man who bowed his head paused with his hands. It felt amazing. It was only one sentence, two words, and just this voice, and it filled his vacancy all at once, and it was full.

Xiang Xuan came over to look at him, his eyes were real, as if he wanted to see through him, until he hugged him in his arms, he slowly heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately..."

Zhu Qi just woke up still a little sleepy, lying on Xiang Xuan's shoulder and yawning lazily.

Xiang Xuan still hugged him, and suddenly asked, "Does the Soul Eater hurt?"

"..." Zhu Qi suddenly felt relieved, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that this person still didn't want to admit it, Xiang Xuan was a little angry, but he was reluctant to do anything to him, sighed helplessly, and only hugged Zhu Qi tighter. He suppressed his emotions and said, "Huan Yi has already told me .”

Sure enough, it was him, Zhu Qi asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"17 days," Xiang Xuan said, "don't change the subject."

"Then...would you like to let me go first?" This posture was really uncomfortable, mainly because Xiang Xuan felt a little pain in him.

Xiang Xuan let go of him reluctantly after a while, and facing Xiang Xuan, Zhu Qi saw that his eye sockets were red, his eyes were still a little black, and his face was quite haggard. How did it take a few days.He stretched out his hand to caress the corner of Xiang Xuan's eyes, said without blushing, "I'm fine."

Xiang Xuan squeezed his cold hand: "Liar." He originally wanted to say something else, that it was not worth doing so much for him, that you would scare him to death if you fell asleep like this, but I felt hypocritical when I said it, I only went through these words once in my heart, but when I said it, I asked: "Are you hungry?"