"Vivi, let's find places with many people to let me think about it." Xue Cheng slowed down the car and said to Qi Weiwei, who was co-pilot.

"Shouldn't you think about problems be in a quiet place?" Qi Weiwei asked her doubts directly.

"I actually think while observing people."

"Then go to Minami Sanjo, there are the most people there."

The two drove to the most prosperous Nansanzhao Commercial District in Beishi City. This is a huge small commodity distribution center, composed of several commercial streets and multiple commodity wholesale and retail markets.

Xue Cheng parked his car in a parking lot outside Nansan and walked towards the central area.

In addition to all kinds of vendors, this place is also a place where all kinds of people and all kinds of people are mixed.

Xue Cheng clearly felt that the dirty air here became much richer, and even saw the turbid air floating.

A young man dressed in fashion came towards him. Xue Cheng subconsciously avoided the side and tried to distance himself from the fashionable young man.

In fact, it is still a bit far away from him, and it is walking, so everyone will not collide with each other. Xue Cheng also wondered why he avoided him.

After the man walked over, she turned around and observed him. There was indeed a lot of turbid air on his body, but the turbid air on his body was a little different from others. What's the difference?

Xue Cheng hurried back and followed the man from afar.

Qi Weiwei came after her for no reason and said, "Sister Xue, what's wrong with you? Do you know that person?"

Xue Cheng shook his head and continued to chase after him, keeping his distance from the man.

What's the difference? From a quantitative perspective, although there is a lot of turbid air on the fashionable young man, it is definitely not the one that Xue Cheng encountered the most. Just now, several people had more turbid air than him.

Xue Cheng recalled the turbid air in Dongfang Zhi's body, and suddenly realized that it was of different quality. Obviously, the turbid air contained in this fashionable young man was higher than the turbid air contained in ordinary people, and was similar to the turbid air in Dongfang Zhi's body.

"Vivi, you went over to invite that fashionable young man to have something to eat." Xue Cheng had an idea.

"Eat something? What to eat?" Qi Weiwei was puzzled.

"Eat whatever you want, the candied haws, corn cobs, and rice candy on the stalls over there..."

Although Qi Weiwei was full of doubts, she still stepped on her high heels and quickly caught up with the young man.

Looking at Qi Weiwei's back, Xue Cheng realized that he could actually invite fashionable young people to eat. He now has the appearance of a 20-year-old girl, not the appearance of an aunt. I believe that if you invite a young man to eat, you will not be rejected.

In the future, you must not only have the consciousness of becoming a monk, but also the consciousness of being a young man.

Over there, Qi Weiwei successfully stopped the fashionable young man and invited him to eat a bucket of ice cream.

The young man looked very happy, but Xue Cheng frowned.

The young man happily ate ice cream, which shows that he does not have anorexia. At least he does not hate food like Dongfang Zhi. However, the turbid air in his body is clearly the same as the turbid air in Dongfang Zhi, and the grade is higher, and the turbid air in his body is much more than Dongfang Zhi's body. Why does Dongfang Zhi have anorexia but he does not have it?

The man there finished the ice cream and asked Qi Weiwei to leave after he failed to contact her on WeChat.

Qi Weiwei jumped to Xue Cheng and asked for credit: "How is the mission completed? Am I doing a good job?"

"Yes." Xue Cheng replied.

"Guess how I let strangers eat?" Qi Weiwei smiled mysteriously.

"Yes." Xue Cheng still answered her with the word "Yes".

Qi Weiwei was unhappy: "I completed the task well, don't even have a reward?"

Xue Cheng sat on the roadside steps: "Let me think about it later." In her consciousness, she compared Dongfang Zhi's turbid air with the fashionable young man's body just now in three-dimensional three-dimensional simulation.

Qi Weiwei was unhappy and never wanted to find a male vote in the future. The male vote in her mind should be like this: First, he must have an extraordinary and unparalleled appearance, and Yan Lanxi is completely in line with it; but that guy is too boring and not humorous enough; Second, he must be absolutely centered on her. When she wants to praise her, he must praise her with praise from the whole world. When she needs it, he must appear out of thin air...

"Thinking of it!" Xue Cheng suddenly stood up. The difference between Dongfang Zhi and the fashionable man's turbid air is that Dongfang Zhi's turbid air contains traces of formations. The formation closes his stomach and intestines and urges him to hate food. The fashionable man's turbid air exists in a natural state.

Qi Weiwei was puzzled: "What did you think of?"

"I think of the cause of Dongfang Zhi, let's go home." Xue Cheng turned around and walked towards the direction of their parking lots outside Nansanzhao.

Qi Weiwei was still inexplicably confused. Since she thought about the cause of Dongfang Zhi, shouldn’t she go to Dongfang Building to treat Dongfang Zhi? Why did she have to go home instead? Also, what is the cause of Dongfang Zhi’s disease and the fashionable young man just now? Why should she invite that fashionable young man to eat?

Qi Weiwei was full of questions and was chasing Xue Cheng in high heels, but Xue Cheng was too fast. Nan Sanjo came and went, and she was not affected by the crowd at all. She was quickly interspersed in the crowd, as if there was a gap in her mind in advance. Qi Weiwei was blocked by the crowd from time to time, or almost collided with people, and was being dragged down.

When he got into the car, Xue Cheng realized that he had lost Qi Weiwei. He waited in the car for nearly half an hour before waiting for the limping Qi Weiwei.

Qi Weiwei, who looked resentful, was thinking in her heart whether to change her high heels to flat heels. She had a strong premonition that her future life would not be able to cope with high heels.

As soon as Qi Weiwei got into the car, Xue Cheng drove out.

"Huhuhuhu...Sister Xue, what is the cause of Dongfang Zhi? What does it have to do with that fashionable young man?"

Xue Cheng thought for a while and said, "His gastrointestinal tract is blocked by a special gas. I am considering how to use the method to clean out this gas in his body. I will go back and ask the master."

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"Turbid air," Yan Lanxi thought, "I have never seen such things when I was in the family. I only saw this thing here. It will corrode and pollute all tangible things, corrode spirituality, and make me instinctively disgust. I have not used any method to restrain the turbid air yet."

Even the master could not control the turbid air, and Xue Cheng was very discouraged. In this case, not only would Dongfang Zhi be helpless, but Xue Zhao would eventually be completely polluted by the turbid air. If he was completely polluted by the turbid air, what would a person become?

Xue Cheng's crying sounded in his ears. It doesn't matter what a person will become. What is important is that Xue Cheng can't bear the crying sound of his mother.

Seeing the female disciple full of hope and disappointment, Yan Lanxi felt a little embarrassed. In fact, he had not thought about the turbid air except for disgust. Anyway, he had to leave here as soon as possible. There was no turbid air in his hometown and the world he had traveled to. As long as he left here, the turbid air had nothing to do with him, so he was too lazy to think.
Chapter completed!