When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.

There was no one beside the pillow, and I vaguely heard someone talking in a low voice.

I rubbed my eyes and got up and sat down. I saw cinnabar, paper and pen on the table, and Han Jiuchen was leaning against the window, talking on the phone.

I didn't say anything, got out of bed and walked towards the table.

But he couldn't help but pricked up his ears to listen to what Han Jiuchen was talking about.

"Qingzheng is young and takes some things to heart when she hears them. If you dare to talk nonsense in front of her again, I will deal with you according to the rules."

Han Jiuchen turned around and saw me. He was not surprised at all, as if he knew I had woken up.

His face was ugly, and he didn't say anything when he saw me. Instead, he returned to the table and lay on the table writing and drawing.

At this moment, Han Jiuchen's lips were pursed tightly and his eyes were focused. The sunlight outside the window shone on his handsome and solemn side face, making his skin look whiter.

Men who work hard are the most attractive.

I don’t know who said this, but I am willing to raise my hands and feet to agree!

I didn’t believe in ghosts and gods before, and I thought it was feudal superstition when I saw talisman stickers on some people’s doors. Nowadays, my understanding of the world has undergone earth-shaking changes. Something as small as a talisman with a large body and great energy is not a good idea. It made me curious.

So I simply sat across from him and watched his strokes.

But I didn't dare to say anything for fear of affecting him.

It wasn't until he finished drawing this picture that I curiously asked: "What kind of talisman is this?"

He picked up some of the pictures he had just drawn and handed them to me, "Keep them away and take them with you."

I took the talisman paper with both hands. Although I couldn't understand the runes drawn on it, I knew that the power of Han Jiuchen's paintings would definitely not be bad.

Han Jiuchen frowned slightly, was silent for a while, and then said: "The ones with more strokes are the holding talisman, and the few strokes are the fire talisman. The fire talisman can destroy ghosts. You don't need me to teach you the functions of the holding talisman, right?"

"No, no, no." I shook my head repeatedly.

Could it be that his silence before was because he was thinking about how to teach me to distinguish between these two kinds of talismans?

Thinking of the way he frowned and came up with such a simple way of distinguishing, I actually found it a bit cute.

"When you need to use it, apply some blood from your middle finger or the tip of your tongue."

I nodded repeatedly.

Then he threw me a battered book.

The words on the cover are no longer legible.

Han Jiuchen said that this book records the methods of subduing various ghosts and the process of making talismans. He asked me to read it myself first. After I became familiar with some professional terms, he would teach me systematically.

"Why do you suddenly want to teach me this?" I had a bad feeling.

"There will always be times when I'm not by your side, so it's never wrong to learn some side-by-side skills."

I said "oh" and didn't talk to him again.

After that, I was depressed for more than half a month. I received a call from my instructor and asked me to come to the school to discuss the internship.

The school had never arranged an internship for me before, and I knew it was actually because of Zhong Jingyuan.

When he was chasing me, he made his ex-girlfriend and the principal's daughter jealous, and I was suppressed innocently.

Good jobs don't come to me, and those given to me either don't have the right expertise or I can't do it.

Now I am suddenly asked to go back and talk about internship. To be honest, I don't have much hope.

I packed myself up and took a ride to school.

I walked into the teachers' office building and turned into the corridor from the stairs on the third floor.

The weather was overcast, with light rain falling, and the corridor was dark.

I feel a little strange. When I usually come here, even on a sunny day, the lights in the building are always bright. Why is it so dark today?

The experience of the past few days made me more vigilant. I took out my glasses and hand/gun and forced myself to calm down.

When I arrived at the door of the tutor's office, I cursed myself for being too sensitive, even though nothing happened.

However, the most important thing in life is accidents.

I entered the tutor's office, but there was no one inside.

A gust of wind came and blew the door shut.

I shrank my neck, and a sense of fear suddenly arose in my heart. At that moment, I decided to leave first.

If the school doesn't assign me a job or something, I'll have to find it myself. If I lose my life, I'll lose a lot of money.

Thinking this way, I turned around and twisted the doorknob as if to open the door. However, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't open the door. It wasn't that I couldn't twist the doorknob, but that the door seemed to be stuck with strong glue. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open the door.

Can't even pull it apart.

Suddenly a feminine voice came from behind me——

"Don't waste your efforts, you won't be able to get out today."

I was so startled that I turned around and saw a woman wearing a cheongsam, sitting sideways on the window sill, leaning against the window frame, and swinging her long legs.

She was a very pretty woman, with big breasts, white skin, and long legs. Normally, I would have been obsessed with beauties, but in the current situation, my heart skipped a beat, and I thought it was over!

This woman's whole body was shrouded in a layer of red light.

Han Jiuchen told me that red means waiting to die.

Fear spread infinitely in my heart. I banged the door desperately and shouted: "Is there anyone outside? Help! Open the door quickly!"

However, I noticed that my palms were red, my throat was dry, and there was no reaction from outside.

"I told you not to waste your efforts. Since I show up in front of you, I must be fully prepared, so why would anyone disturb me? Haha!" she said delicately.

When I heard this, did this mean that no one would come to save me even if I screamed until my throat was broken? My heart felt completely cold at that moment!

The woman in the cheongsam twisted her waist and swayed her hips and walked towards me, but my back was already pressed against the door panel, and there was no way I could retreat.

Regardless, I raised my pistol and fired several shots at her, but it didn't stop her progress at all.

She stood in front of me, still smiling, leaning forward, her beautiful face gradually began to change. She still maintained a beautiful smile, but layers of black hair grew out of thin air on her face!

No, not only her face, her arms and legs exposed to the air were also covered with black hair!

"Ahhhhhh help-" I was so scared that I screamed loudly. I felt that the blood in my body was cooling rapidly due to this close visual impact.

If I hadn't been leaning against the door, I probably wouldn't have been able to stand and lie down.

I was so frightened that I could only think of one sentence: What should I do? What should I do? What should I do... I don’t want to die...

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and I remembered the blood on the tip of my tongue! Han Jiuchen said that I swallowed his soul, and the blood on the tip of his tongue was more effective than ordinary people.

I don't know if this method will work on the thing in front of me. Now I can only treat it like a dead horse.

I did what I said, and bit the tip of my tongue hard. The smell of blood spread in my mouth. I took a mouthful of saliva, mixed with the blood from the tip of my tongue, and sprayed it towards her face.

"Ahhhhhh--" She hesitated, then screamed and jumped away.

Seeing that it was useful, I quickly squeezed out a little more blood from the tip of my tongue, mixed it with saliva and spit it at her.

She dodged my attack and roared: "It's so dirty, so dirty! Bitch, I want your life!"

I thought to myself, Oops, it doesn't work, and she seems to be angry!

She turned her palm over, flexed her five fingers, and pulled it from the air——

I suddenly felt that my neck was wrapped by an invisible force. This force pulled me hard and I was thrown in the direction of the woman.

Then she used only one palm to pinch me until I couldn't breathe.

I opened my mouth wide, hoping to breathe air, and at the same time I kicked my feet wildly, and used both hands to pry her hairy wrists and fingers, but it had no effect at all.

I saw the woman with a ferocious face and said coldly: "A bitch like you is worthy of Ah Xuan's favor? Go to hell!"

Ah Xuan...who is it?!

No matter who it is, they are a disaster! Trash!

Gradually, it became more and more difficult for me to breathe. My brain began to lack oxygen, I was unable to think, and my limbs became weak. This feeling of weakness slowly spread throughout my body, like a lump of cotton stuck in my chest, and I couldn't even muster the strength to breathe.

Just when my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I was about to close them, I heard a scream, and then the shackles on my neck were instantly lifted. I fell down, but instead of colliding with the ground, I fell into a hug.

inside.

As soon as I was free, I no longer had the mind to care about who was holding me at the moment. I just covered my neck and breathed heavily. However, when I opened my mouth, I felt that my throat was itchy, and I couldn't stop the urge to cough.

While coughing violently, I slowly shrank to the ground and sat on my knees. Only a small amount of air was inhaled through my mouth and nose. As a result, my face turned red and my temples hurt suddenly.

I felt that the person holding me squatted down with me, patted my back, and comforted me.

After a while, I finally saw clearly that the person coming was actually Han Jiuchen.

When I saw him, it was like seeing a life-saving straw. I threw myself into his arms and cried, "Han Jiuchen...save me...save me...wuwuwu..."

I hugged his waist tightly, and the originally tense nerves gradually relaxed.

He hugged me, patted my back, and whispered that it was okay, it was okay, and his tone was extremely gentle, as if he was coaxing me.
To be continued...