"Where have you been Zitong!" Baoer said anxiously while holding Zitong's hand into the house, "The whole world is looking for you!"
At this time, her eyes accidentally fell on Hao Qi, and she was so shocked that she stopped what she was about to say.
"This..." Bao'er looked at Hao Qi, then at Zi Tong, and was stunned and speechless.
Zitong looked at herself, still wearing Haoqi's big pajamas and holding up his big sneakers... She could only say to Bao'er: "Bao'er... don't get me wrong! I fell down the stairs
He twisted his leg, he just happened to save me..." She didn't want Bao'er to know about her encounter with a ghost, nor did she want to expose Lin Haoqi's secret, so she had to lie.
But lying to her good sister made her feel guilty. She lowered her head and did not dare to look into Bao'er's eyes.
Baoer glanced at Haoqi again suspiciously and asked, "Then he is..."
"A water pipe repairer!" Zitong blurted out.
Hao Qi almost vomited blood!
Bao'er once again glanced at Hao Qi with puzzled eyes, and then said: "Thank you for saving Zi Tong."
Baoer is not a picky person to begin with, not to mention that she still has something urgent to inform Zitong.
Hao Qi nodded politely.
Bao'er walked around Hao Qi and helped Zi Tong sit down. When she saw Zi Tong's ankle, she shouted: "Oh my God! Why is it so swollen?"
Zitong glanced at Haoqi, shrugged helplessly, and then said to Bao'er: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt. Bao'er, why are you here suddenly? Oh my God, the editor couldn't find me because I was absent from work today.
, they went directly to hunt you down, right?"
Bao'er suddenly looked sad and extremely sad. She held Zitong's hand and shed tears.
"It would be nice if it was just the editor-in-chief's business! Tell me about you, your phone is turned off, you don't go to the newspaper office, and you're not at home. I've already been here twice!"
Zitong immediately felt the seriousness of the situation. Baoer has always been optimistic and loves to laugh, and doesn't take anything to heart. Today, he is serious for the first time!
"Baoer." Zitong patted her back and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Bao'er raised his head, his eyes filled with tears.
"Zitong, please go home quickly!" Bao'er squeezed her hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Auntie couldn't contact you, so she called me..."
Zitong's heart skipped a beat! Her eyes widened, she kept shaking Bao'er's body, and asked eagerly: "Bao'er, tell me quickly, what happened?"
Zitong had already shed tears anxiously.
Suddenly, she was very scared, afraid that the strong premonition in her heart would become reality.
However, things went against expectations. Bao'er moved his lips with difficulty and said: "Zitong... Grandma, she is an old man..."
Zitong closed her eyes, not wanting to hear any more.
Two lines of hot tears crawled down the corners of her eyes and touched the wounds on her face, which hurt. She suddenly remembered all the uneasiness she had felt before, and the tingling pain in her heart when she thought of her grandma in the exhibition hall.
"Grandma is gone." After Bao'er finished speaking, he started to cry.
Hao Qi stood aside, looking at the two women immersed in sadness, and sighed. Even if Bao'er didn't tell Zi Tong, he originally planned to tell her about it.
What was different from what Hao Qi expected was that Zitong did not cry like crazy or lose her mind and rush out of the door desperately. She just calmly pulled Bao'er up and said softly: "Good Bao'er, I
Got it...I'll go back right away."
Bao'er looked worriedly at Zitong's haggard face, which was full of wounds, and nodded, "You clean up immediately, I'll book a flight for you, and I'll come back to see you later."
She wiped the tears on her face, glanced at Hao Qi, nodded to him, and left.
After Bao'er left, Zitong stood up quietly, limped to the closet, took out the sweater her grandma had sent her before, and rubbed it on her face.
"I still didn't have time to make that phone call to her." Zitong murmured softly, tears crawling on her cheeks, which were a little itchy and painful.
With a sad look on her face, but a smile on her face, she folded the sweater, then unfolded it, then folded it up again, and so on.
"Okay! Don't be like this." Hao Qi knew that she was actually in great pain at this time, but she was just holding back and not having an attack.
He pulled her up, put the sweater on the chair, and said to her seriously: "Do you want to get back the sachet that grandma gave you?"
Zitong raised her head silently, "Is that okay?"
"As long as you listen to me, that's fine."
Zitong nodded numbly.
"Listen." Hao Qi said to her seriously: "Your grandma knows that her time is short, but she can't let you go, so she made that sachet for you."
"You don't know what's in it, do you?"
Zitong nodded.
"Inside that is a strand of her hair." Hao Qi patted Zitong on the shoulder and continued: "Before death, people will have a very strong feeling, which stems from their concern for their loved ones. Your grandma noticed
When you are in danger, she will hold on for the last breath and focus all her thoughts on this strand of hair. In fact, she was already dead at that time, but because she loved you so deeply, she didn't know it
Unconsciously, the soul left the body, and a trace of the soul was transferred to the strand of hair. The remaining soul is holding on for the last breath, waiting for you to escape safely. "
Zitong didn't speak, only her hot tears fell to the ground.
"So, when you encountered evil spirits, that amulet protected you. This was her biggest wish. After her wish was fulfilled, she left peacefully." Hao Qi did not dare to tell Zitong that her grandmother paid for that amulet.
The trace of remnant soul in her hair had been completely dispersed when Zitong used it to deal with the female ghost. Her loving and kind soul could not compete with the power of the female ghost! Therefore, she sacrificed her last remaining remnant.
The soul is just to keep Zitong safe. Suddenly, Hao Qi thought of her grandfather, will he come back?
Hao Qi took out a yellow sachet from her coat pocket and stuffed it into Zi Tong's hand.
Zitong looked at the sachet and sobbed softly.
"I thought it was ruined," she said, holding the sachet tightly.
"As long as I'm here, it won't happen." Hao Qi said, "Don't delay, go early and come back early."
He thrust a credit card into Zitong's hand and said, "You will need it."
Zitong raised her head, looked at Haoqi, and shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Keep it." Hao Qi said, "Remember to return it."
"I will go find Qin Feng. I will also seal the painting while the female ghost has not gathered its form and her spiritual power is greatly reduced. You can talk about the rest when you come back."
His words were concise and concise, but he naturally conveyed warm power to her, letting her know that she still had the task of investigating the case, so she should cherish herself and be brave.
She was very grateful, but she had no words.
There was still so much she didn’t know. She didn’t know how much spiritual power he had spent trying to gather the remnant soul of her grandma; she also didn’t know what was in the “improved version” of the sachet.
The last remnant soul gathered for her grandmother also had the spiritual power that he stayed up late for several days to bless her.
He believed that the items in this sachet had strong protective power, and even if she returned home from a long journey this time without him, she would be able to return safely.
"Remember the password, don't forget it." He reminded her again, and then left.
The matter of the painting will not end here. The female ghost has lost her soul, and she will definitely find a way to capture a soul to form it, and she will definitely kill people again. He must act before her and collect the ghost.