Sister, look at him!

Chapter 229: The tycoon Jin in the urban supernatural novel 3

When they arrived at the airport, something even more painful happened. He Tunan took out the flower encyclopedia from somewhere and continued to teach He Qingwan about flowers.

Until He Qingwan was drowsy from talking.

"Sister, I'm leaving." He Tunan woke up He Qingwan, "I'll be back in fourteen days and nine hours, and can stay for seven hours and thirty-two minutes."

She looked seriously into He Qingwan's still hazy eyes, "Sister, I will love you in other places too. And big sister, I love her too. Please help me tell big sister."

He Qingwan was completely sober now. She felt that she had spoken too early. Her sister was simply an angel!!!

"Can I not work?" He Qingwan held He Tunan's hand, "Sister doesn't want you to leave."

He Tunan's left eye showed struggle, and her right eye showed confusion. After thinking for five minutes, she shook her head and said, "It won't work this time. I will try my best next time."

She stood up and walked to He Qingwan, bent down and hugged her, "Sister, don't cry, otherwise I will be reluctant to leave."

She was able to hold back her tears at the beginning, but when she heard the last sentence, He Qingwan couldn't hold back her tears at all. Because her mother Alcia had said something similar, she held back her tears at the time, and it was not until several years later that she saw Alcia again.

"Well, I won't cry." He Qingwan curled the corners of his mouth downwards, trying hard to hold back the urge to cry.

"Goodbye, sister." He Tunan let go of He Qingwan's hand and walked towards the security check without looking back.

He Qingwan watched her go away until she boarded the plane and could no longer be seen.

Walking out of the terminal, the night wind blew on his body, and He Qingwan couldn't help shivering.

A coat with body temperature was handed over. He Qingwan looked up and saw a woman with a bun on her head. She was wearing a buttoned shirt and looked a little thin.

Her appearance cannot be said to be stunning, but it is also excellent. Her temperament is elegant and she has a faint scent of agarwood.

"Thank you." He Qingwan did not refuse and took the coat and put it on.

The woman shook her head. "It's just a piece of cake."

"Are you a Taoist priest?" He Qingwan asked suddenly.

The woman was stunned for a moment, but still answered her, "Yes." She was puzzled, "How did you know that?"

He Qingwan smiled and said, "Intuition."

The halo of the protagonist almost blinded her. It seems that this is a world dominated by female protagonists. Qi Guanyi was able to become the male protagonist because the female protagonist chose him.

"My name is Wen Guzhi." Wen Guzhi took out a self-made business card and handed it to He Qingwan, "If you need anything, you can contact me directly. The price is fair and I guarantee that the problem will be solved in one go."

"Um...thank you?" He Qingwan took the business card. "It's hard to get a taxi here. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

"I'll go here." Wen Guzhi carefully took out a brand new smart phone, found WeChat a little clumsily, and opened the chat box to show He Qingwan.

The conversation is about an address, and the address is... a mausoleum?

Seriously? Going to the mausoleum at night? And it should be closed.

[Liuliu, search this tomb.]

[Hmm, let me search...??? No!] 006 stuttered, [He, Hebao, this is the tomb of Empress Dowager Chen Zhao!]

【Who is Empress Dowager Chen Zhao? 】

[It’s you, baby——]

He Qingwan: “???”

"Are you okay?" Wen Guzhi looked at He Qingwan worriedly. She touched He Qingwan's hand and said, "Your hands are very cold. Are you scared? It's okay. I can go by myself."

"Excuse me, why are you going here?" He Qingwan couldn't laugh. How could they be in the same world? Then the He family and the Qi Guan family...

[Yes, He Bao, that is the He family and Qi Guan family you are thinking of. ]

"I went there to apply for a job." Wen Guzhi smiled shyly, "A friend of mine introduced me there."

"…It's not far. I'll take you there."

He Qingwan forced a smile and said, "My car is over there, come with me."

On the way, He Qingwan asked an old acquaintance about the mausoleum.

"I'm not sure, but Empress Dowager Chen Zhao's tomb is very strange." Wen Guzhi hesitated and told He Qingwan, "It has been 30 years since it was discovered, but only terracotta warriors were excavated. There are rumors that there is something inside. But now we live in a society ruled by law, and feudal superstition is not acceptable."

You, a Taoist priest who has caught countless ghosts, are here to tell me that feudal superstition is not acceptable.

He Qingwan was driving, thinking about something.

It was past seven o'clock and it was already dark. The airport was in the suburbs and few people were traveling on the road back to the city. Along the way, the only light that was shining was the lights of her car.

"Ms. He, please stop the car."

The body acted before the brain, He Qingwan stopped the car, "What's wrong?"

"There is something blocking the road ahead, don't be afraid, it's just a big little animal." Wen Guzhi smiled slightly, took out a yellow talisman and handed it to He Qingwan, "This is a talisman for Miss He, as long as you hold it, you will be fine."

He Qingwan took it, and Wen Guzhi opened the car door and prepared to get out. He opened it once, but it wouldn't open. He tried a second time, but it still wouldn't open.

"This car door opens like this." He Qingwan helped her open the door. Wen Guzhi smiled gratefully at her, "Thank you."

Wen Guzhi's figure disappeared into the night, and before he knew it, thick fog had spread and eroded the entire car.

What a hassle.

He Qingwan sighed, opened the car door and got out.

She called out, "Master Wen, are you still there?"

No one responded.

It looked like it was directed at her.

It was probably the same person who cursed the original owner, and the little ghost that later killed the original owner was probably also raised by this person. She was just worried about not being able to find someone, and now he showed up.

Zhongli Yuya had taught her how to deal with this kind of thing, and asked her to think about it...

Wait a minute, Zhongli Yuya.

She seems to have the Yin soldiers given by Zhongli Yuya. [Liuliu, do you think this Yin soldier can be used in this world? ]

[No, no! He Bao, this is just a low-level spiritual world. These ghost soldiers are simply a dimensionality reduction attack for them. It's too much! ]

[Okay.] He Qingwan was a little disappointed, and had to solve the problem himself.

He raised his arm and drew a talisman in the air, "Go."

The golden light directly cut through the thick fog, revealing Wen Guzhi who was struggling with the air in front.

Noticing He Qingwan, Wen Guzhi took the time to turn around and smile at her, "Don't be afraid, Miss He, I can solve it quickly."

As if to prove his words, Wen Guzhi untied the red rope wrapped around his head, and the golden hollow bell made a rapid tinkling sound.

With a shrill scream that almost pierced the eardrums, Wen Guzhi took back the red rope and tied it around his head again.

"Ms. He, it's okay..." Wen Guzhi's pupils suddenly shrank, "Ms. He, run!!!"

late.

The cold breath had already reached her ears, and the dry and hard hair had entangled her arms, calves, and neck. The yellow talisman in her left hand had turned into black ash, and as soon as she let go, it flew away with the wind.