"Fortunately, I'm not infected with ghost energy." Hao Qi said, turning a medicinal talisman into ashes and applying it to the wound on Zitong's neck.
Zitong didn't dare to speak, but stared blankly into Hao Qi's deep eyes. His black eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, like a deep well with sparkling ripples under the moonlight. It was so faint that you couldn't see the bottom, but it was vaguely hidden.
There is a trace of sadness that is difficult for others to detect.
But his melancholy was always caught in the sight of Zitong, who was always careless.
Zitong looked at Haoqi distressedly, feeling an indescribable discomfort in her heart.
She wanted to give him lots of warmth to melt the biting ice in his heart. But, what qualifications did she have to give him warmth? How could he look down on such a trivial concern of his own when he was so aloof and aloof?
"Zitong, if you make your own decisions every time, any future actions we take will disqualify you from participating." Qin Feng looked at Zitong's pale face and the shocking wounds on her neck, remembering that she had just died to save him.
The scenes of being in danger made him blush. He had always wanted to protect Zitong. Although he did not have Hao Qi's deep magic power, he was still willing to sacrifice everything for Zitong. Who knew that tonight Zitong would
Risking his life to protect himself again and again, how could this make him feel better!
This was the first time Zitong saw Qin Feng's serious, even slightly sullen face. She was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.
"Okay, don't blame her. As long as everyone is fine." Hao Qi said, took out a brocade bag from his coat pocket, handed it to Zitong and said, "Keep it well and don't lose it again."
Zitong happily took the amulet from her and rubbed it gently on her face, even forgetting the pain of the wound. Inside was grandma... and the warmth Hao Qi gave her, which she had always valued.
Like a treasure. However, no matter how precious something is, it is not worth the importance of Qin Feng's safety!
Qin Feng looked at Zi Tong's haggard appearance, and his heart twitched. After tonight's adventure, Zi Tong's imprint on his heart became deeper. He looked at Hao Qi's back and Zi Tong's face, and suddenly a wave of excitement arose in his heart.
A strange kind of wave, a little sour, a little painful, and a little distressed. At that moment, he even felt that he was an outsider, standing in other people's stories, but acting out his own story.
"Oops! Pippi!" Zitong's cry interrupted Qin Feng's reverie. Zitong quickly stood up and rushed to the bedroom. When he came out, he was holding the black-haired Pippi in his arms.
"Fortunately, Pippi is fine!" Zitong hugged Pippi affectionately, tears of joy almost falling down.
"If it doesn't work out, I'll give Pippi to Bao'er for adoption." Zitong said lonely: "I'm always entangled with these things. It's dangerous for Pippi to stay with me."
Qin Feng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. Is this girl really stupid? She has made herself bruised and bruised all day long without even realizing it. She is haunted by evil spirits at every turn and doesn't care. She never takes the editor's scolding and punishment lightly, but she actually did it for a dog.
Dogs pay so much delicate emotion?
"You should take care of it yourself." Hao Qi said still expressionlessly. He did not tell Zitong that he could faintly feel that there was a power in Pipi that could protect Zitong.
As the spiritual power is gradually released and becomes stronger, Hao Qi's perception becomes more and more accurate, but after all, he still does not have the ability to predict destiny like his grandfather. Since he was a child, his grandfather has been a myth in Hao Qi's heart, indestructible.
An unattainable myth. Grandpa taught Hao Qi the authentic Taoist magic, but at that time Hao Qi was still young and could not deeply understand its outline. Now that his spiritual power is getting stronger and he can better understand its true meaning,
Grandpa is no longer here. Relying on the ancient book left by his grandfather, Hao Qi fumbles and learns. Although he has long departed from the track of authentic Taoism, many of the techniques he created and improved have already surpassed his grandfather!
When he was very young, his grandfather said to that person: "This child is a myth in the Tao world, and he will definitely create miracles for the Tao world in the future!"
These past events eventually became the lingering pain in Hao Qi's heart. He lived in the contradictory wave of pain, struggled in the swamp of life and death, and had never been happy.
Now time is getting tighter, and the owner of the other half of the jade palace has not yet been found. If he stays with Zitong and Qin Feng, it will only bring them endless disasters.
To this day, he still clearly remembers the infinite sadness and helplessness in his grandfather's brown eyes. He gently stroked Hao Qi's head and sighed meaningfully: "Child, this is fate. If you hadn't
If you learn Taoism, you may be able to avoid that disaster. But now, is it still too late..."
To this day, Hao Qi still doesn't understand the meaning of his grandfather's words. He only knows that his grandfather's prediction ability is very strong, and all his predictions will be fully realized. Because it involves secrets, he never dares to ask more questions.
Did that person ever love him? This question has been lingering in Hao Qi's heart since the day he became sensible.
However, he didn't know clearly.
At the moment, he only knows that even if there is not much time left, he will try his best to find a way to crack it. Maybe he could look down on life and death, destiny, and reincarnation in the past, but now, he can no longer face that situation calmly.
The fate of life and death is unpredictable. Because I don’t know when, he has more cares, more cares, and more emotions in his heart - he greedily wants to be a brother of life and death with him for a few more years.
And give her long-lasting protection...
Feelings are always the most destructive weapon.
After his grandfather left, he was carefree and alone, with little regard for life and death, because he had already despaired of that person's cold treatment and indifference; now, he is no longer alone, and he still has two roots that make him feel distressed.
The thorns cannot be removed, but they can take root in one's heart and then become part of one's heart...
The memory once again strays far into the past.
Hao Qi came back to her senses, looked at Zitong, and said calmly: "They will settle down for a while, you don't have to worry. Just have a good rest, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow. I'll leave first."
With that said, Hao Qi stood up, sealed the soul summoning flag, glanced at Qin Feng, and left Zi Tong's apartment.
Qin Feng frowned, he always felt that Hao Qi has been worried a lot in recent days. What can trouble someone like him must not be a trivial matter. Qin Feng really wanted to ask everything so that he could help him, but he knew very well that Hao Qi
His character, no one can force him to find out things he doesn’t want to say.
"Zitong." Qin Feng said, sat down on the chair opposite Zitong, and said, "Does the wound still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Haoqi's medicinal charm seems to have been improved, and the pain relief effect is getting better and better."
"Remember, you are not allowed to throw away the amulet easily in the future." Qin Feng said seriously: "You can't even protect yourself, how can you be our partner?"
Zitong looked at Qin Feng's dark face and said weakly: "But the situation is critical, I..."
"Okay." Qin Feng interrupted her and said, "If anything happens to you, will I feel at ease?" After saying that, he closed his eyes, sighed, and added: "You have a good rest, I will come tomorrow.
Pick you up for work."
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Zitong was injured again and was ridiculed by his colleagues in the newspaper office.
"I said, those who didn't know better thought you were a war correspondent. You often lost your honor for no reason and came back injured." Xiao Mo looked at Zi Tong with a disgraced face and a band-aid on his neck. He laughed so hard that his stomach ached.
"Perhaps Zitong went to meet the righteous and outsmart the gangsters or something. By the way, Zitong, did you bring that gangster to justice?" Another female colleague joked with Zitong with a smile.
"Didn't I ask you to deal with this case of the bloodless female corpse? Why do you look like this every time you come back? In the past two days, your feet were swollen like pig's trotters, and they were wrapped like mummies.
I took three days off to recuperate, but today my neck and face are stained again. I said you are going to fight the murderer on the top of the Forbidden City?" The editor-in-chief came over at some point and stood behind Zitong with a dark face.
His words caused all his colleagues to burst into laughter, making them fall forward and backward in laughter.
Zitong lowered his head sadly and said nothing.
"I will publish a special supernatural column in two days. You will be fully responsible for it then. Anyway, you always make yourself look like this all day long!" The editor rolled his eyes at Zitong, left a teasing remark, and left with his hands behind his back.
go.
As soon as the editor-in-chief left, Zitong immediately raised her head, made a face at his back and said: "It must be that menopause has advanced, because I have been training people with a dark face all day long!"
Who would have expected that the editor-in-chief would come back when the words had reached this point! Before Zitong could take back the expression on his face, he had to freeze in place!
The colleagues tried their best to hold back the urge to laugh, and their facial muscles almost cramped.
"You!" The editor pointed at Zitong, his face was terrifyingly dark.
"Send me a 20,000-word review!" After the editor finished speaking, he left angrily.
"Zitong, you don't remember to eat or fight! You forgot, the last time you spoke ill of the editor behind his back, he heard you, turned back halfway, and fined you a 20,000-word inspection. You are still here this time!"
Mo couldn't hold it back any longer, holding her stomach and laughing.
The other colleagues looked at the poor Zitong, their stomachs twitching with laughter.
Zitong can be regarded as a living treasure in the club. Without her, I don’t know how much happiness will be missing.
When Zi Tong walked out of the newspaper office dejectedly like a little mouse, Qin Feng was already waiting for her at the door. Under the envious eyes of everyone, Zi Tong got into Qin Feng's car and drove to the "Wednesday" bar.
She and Qin Feng often appeared together in pairs, leading everyone to think that she and Qin Feng were in love. As a result, the part of the female guests on "Wednesday" who liked Hao Qi's attitude towards Zi Tong
It has relaxed a lot, but the part that likes Qin Feng is like fire and water with Zitong, and the fire is getting stronger and stronger!