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"What are you holding?" Du Bo noticed the small shovel in Ji Xuanjing's hand.

"Just a shovel, nothing special."

"What about this?" He pointed at the cauldron filled with golden liquid in Ji Xuanjing's hand again.

"Glue?" Ji Xuanjing thought this description was appropriate.

Du Bo walked over and stretched out his hand to touch the small cauldron, and asked Ji Xuanjing with his eyes. Seeing that he didn't stop, he stretched out a finger and tapped on the surface of the golden liquid.

very cold.This was Dubo's first feeling when he touched those liquids.It was as if his hand had touched the ice, and the coolness started from the fingertips and went all the way up his arms.

The golden liquid rippled under his touch, spread outwards and hit the cauldron wall before turning back, forming messy ripples.

Dub took his finger out of the liquid.The strange thing is that there is nothing on his fingers, and there is no wet feeling.

"It's good for you to touch this more often." Ji Xuanjing held the tripod in her palm and handed it to Du Bo.

Dubo shook his head.

Ji Xuanjing withdrew her hand in disappointment.

"How to deal with these two children? And when you said 'drawing the soul', did you mean her?" Du Bo looked back at the two children.

Chen Nan was still lying quietly on the coffee table, but it was quite different from when Ji Xuanjing saw it just now.Her face has turned from white to red, and her lips are gradually turning red.The small chest was rising and falling steadily, and a slightly warm breath was exhaled from the nose.

The boy was leaning on one of the legs of the coffee table, holding his sister's hand. There were still tears on his face, and a string of clear snot was still sucking under his nose that was red from crying.At this time, he was looking at Du Bo with his eyes wide open.

"Chen Nan's body was taken over by a ghost, and her living soul was forcibly squeezed out of her body, covering the teddy bear all the time." Ji Xuanjing explained.

"Then now? Can it be moved?" This matter is beyond Du Bo's ability. He can only seek Ji Xuanjing's opinion and do as he says.

"Okay. She's out of danger now, she just needs to rest."

Ji Xuanjing put away the small tripod and shovel in her hand, put her palm on the big tripod, and put the tripod back.

Du Bo would not be surprised to see anything now, even if such a large bronze vessel suddenly disappeared under Ji Xuanjing's hands.

"Go home first." Zhong Xiangqiao suddenly disappeared, and one of the children was still in a coma. This matter did not end well.

Du Bo took a deep look at Ji Xuanjing.If others knew of Ji Xuanjing's ability, he might be targeted and put in danger.

"Oh." Ji Xuanjing stood up from the ground.

Du Bo went to the coffee table and squatted down, grabbed the boy in his arms, and then made a gesture to hug Chen Nan.One on the left and right, just enough to take it downstairs.

The boy was taken aback and was about to struggle immediately.When his teeth were about to bite Du Bo's arm, he suddenly couldn't move.

Ji Xuanjing was unhappy when she saw it.Du Bo is his, and no one else can touch it.

He took out a talisman and stuck it on the boy's buttocks to stop his movements, and then fell down on the sofa next to him.

"What's wrong!" Du Bo hurriedly turned around when he heard the voice, but saw Ji Xuanjing lying on the sofa in pain.

He put down the two children and ran to the sofa, not daring to touch Ji Xuanjing, his face was full of anxiety.

"The feet are numb." Ji Xuanjing's face was not red at all, and she was very good at pretending to be sick.

"What's wrong, can I touch you?" Du Bo became even more flustered when he heard that.He didn't know how much energy, even life, would be consumed by Ji Xuanjing to do these things.Thinking of this, Du Bo couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Just rub it for me." Sensing that Du Bo was really in a hurry, Ji Xuanjing moved her feet a little guilty.

"Is this here?" After getting permission, Du Bo carefully touched Ji Xuanjing's calf and rubbed it gently.

A tingling feeling came from her legs, and Ji Xuanjing almost couldn't control herself and jumped up.

From the corner of the eye, Ji Xuanjing caught a glimpse of the boy staring at them dumbfoundedly. With a flip of her little hand, Ji Xuanjing secretly called out the tripod and put the siblings into the tripod.

"Okay." After about 5 minutes, Ji Xuanjing stood up blushing and pushed Du Bo's arm.

If you knead any more, something will happen.

"Can you still stand up?" Du Bo watched Ji Xuanjing stand up by himself like a formidable enemy.

"It's all right, look." Ji Xuanjing got up, stamped her feet and took two steps.

Du Bo breathed a sigh of relief, and only then remembered the two children.

The two children who were still in the living room just now disappeared suddenly, but Du Bo was not so stupid as to think that they ran out by themselves. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Ji Xuanjing explain.

"Their living souls are still a little unstable, so I took them back into the cauldron to raise them."

"Then let's go." Without doubting him, Du Bo stood behind Ji Xuanjing and helped him to the door.

After driving home, Du Bo made sure that the doors and windows of the house were closed and locked. He dragged Ji Xuanjing to the master bedroom, and drew all the heavy curtains to block out all the light.

"Now, are you willing to tell me what's going on?" Du Bo put his big hands around Ji Xuanjing's soft hands, and asked softly in a low voice.

He hoped that through his actions and voice, he could give Ji Xuanjing a hint of safety, so that Ji Xuanjing could put down her guard and vigilance.

"Okay, okay." Ji Xuanjing's hands were tightly held in the dark, her face was flushed and she dared not look up.

"Where do you want to start listening?"

"Let's start with ghosts."

Ji Xuanjing coughed softly and spoke calmly.

"People have souls. After death, the souls will go to the underworld to die. The souls that stay in the world because of resentment will become evil spirits. Killing evil spirits will obtain the merits bestowed by heaven."

"I have the virtues and blessings of my ancestors, so I was born to see ghosts. But luck and misfortune depend on each other, and I have no relatives."

"I can perceive the way of heaven, and I can also see ghosts. I have nine bronze tripods, a bronze sword, and a mountain and river clothes. They are blessed by the way of heaven and become magic weapons."

"What you touched just now is merit. The tripod can carry merit, and it can also allow me to communicate with heaven."

Half-truth, half-false, Ji Xuanjing concealed all information about his relationship with Du Bo's life experience, and only told Du Bo about ghosts, merits and spells.

"The hexagram can tell the future, but it's a spy, so it can only be calculated once a day." Ji Xuanjing blinked, looking at Du Bo with a harmless smile

But Du Bo felt that something was wrong.He noticed that Ji Xuanjing seemed to be deliberately hiding something.

But he didn't intend to finish all the questions today.Ji Xuanjing's clam shell has been pried open by him, and the presents can only be fun if they are taken apart layer by layer.

"Then who killed Chen Ge?"

"Ghost." Ji Xuanjing said with certainty.

"There is ghost energy in the hexagram I calculated for you."

"I want to help you." Ji Xuanjing's voice suddenly became softer, "I didn't dare to let you find out, so I moved my hands and feet a little, and the traces erased by the ghost appeared again."

"You don't blame me, do you?"

"No." Dubo said softly.

No wonder none of them noticed the blood on the photo at the time. It turned out to be the trick of this little fool.

"It's too tiring to say that." Ji Xuanjing withdrew her hand from Du Bo's confinement, and drew a few lines in the air.

"Please Jane." The bamboo slips appeared in the air and slowly opened in front of Ji Xuanjing.

One after another pictures flashed on the bamboo slips, and Du Bo saw the figures of Chen Ge and Zhong Xiangqiao on them.

In the city hospital, Zhong Xiangqiao waited outside the result room with a haggard face.

A few months ago, she suddenly started having intermittent headaches.At first she thought it wasn't a big problem, so she just endured it and it passed.But the pain never disappeared, but intensified instead.She had to rely on painkillers for relief, but now, even painkillers are useless.

This morning she was doing housework at home, and the two children were studying in the room.

The moment she bent over and mopped the floor, Zhong Xiangqiao suddenly felt dizzy, and her chest was stuffy like a big stone was pressing on her, making her breathless.She held onto the pole of the mop to keep herself from fainting, and slowly slid to sit on the ground.

His temples were throbbing, and his heart was beating heavily and slowly.She felt that her hands and feet were numb, only the sound of Weng Ming could be heard, and there were large blurs in front of her eyes.

It was a while before this painful and frightful condition lessened.

Zhong Xiangqiao stood up slowly with the help of the tea table beside her, and then quickly leaned on the sofa to calm down and breathe.

After everything returned to normal, Zhong Xiangqiao immediately went back to the bedroom and changed her clothes, told the two children to stay at home obediently, picked up her handbag and went out.

After stopping a taxi, Zhong Xiangqiao rushed to the city hospital without stopping.

"Ma'am, your CT results are not optimistic." The doctor said to Zhong Xiangqiao with a serious face.

He put the film on the lighting screen and pointed to a shadow on it: "Our preliminary judgment is that this is a tumor, and it is hard to say whether it is malignant or benign."

"Tumors in the brain need to be taken seriously. Once it grows to a certain size and compresses blood vessels, it is likely to cause brain hemorrhage."

Zhong Xiangqiao was already stunned.She just had a headache, how could she have a tumor in her brain?

"Doctor, can this be saved?"

"It's hard to say. If it's a benign tumor, it can be removed with surgery. If it's a malignant tumor, the possibility of a complete cure is very small."

Zhong Xiangqiao walked in the hospital in a daze holding the diagnosis results and medical records.What should I do? Is there a cure for this disease?Governance requires money.If she dies, she probably won't live for a year.

Sitting on the row of chairs, Zhong Xiangqiao finally couldn't help crying.

Why, why did she have to go through this, why all the suffering fell on her.

All the negative emotions accumulated over the years erupted at this moment.The pressure of the family, the hard work of childbearing, the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the future of the children, the torment of illness, all of these broke her down.

A wave of resentment rose in Zhong Xiangqiao's heart.She originally had a job that everyone envied, and it was all because of Chen Ge and his old parents that made her fall to where she is today.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" A woman sat next to Zhong Xiangqiao and asked with concern.