Yan Haiyue was startled and thought of Shi Qianjin. Wasn't he the elder of the Dingxian Sect?
The two even soaked in a glutinous rice vat together, which was considered an acquaintance.
Could it be that he was repaying kindness with hatred? Probably not, this person has a fair conscience.
"Why did the Dingxian Sect find you?"
Yan Haiyue asked again.
"I don't know about this. I only know that the vice-president has close contact with the Dingxian Sect."
"This heroine, please let me go. I've told you everything. That's all I know."
The man begged for mercy.
"Hmph! What? Are you scared?"
"Weren't you crazy just now? You even threatened to kill all of us."
Yan Haiyue snorted coldly.
"No, no, no, that's all nonsense."
"Heroes, I know I was wrong. Please give me a way to survive."
The man begged.
"There is no way to survive, only death."
Xue Huai stared and slowly raised the hammer.
"Don't...don't kill me..."
"I don't want to die, Heroine. Just think of me as a fart and let me go..."
This man suddenly burst into tears, showing no trace of warrior arrogance, which made people laugh out loud.
"Wait a moment!"
Yan Haiyue raised her hand: "It's better to wait until the owner comes back and take him back first."
As soon as he heard that he could survive, the man's whole body collapsed, dragging his remaining legs and gasping for air.
"Boy, let me keep you for two more days."
Xue Huai called the martial arts disciples, blindfolded the man, put him in a car and sent him away.
"Mr. Cheng, be careful lately. Do you need to send more people to you?"
Yan Haiyue asked.
"No, just the two of them are enough."
Cheng Caiying shook her head and smiled.
She didn't take it seriously at all. When she was running around in society, she was plotted against many times.
What's more, it's inconvenient to have so many people around you. If you take several people with you wherever you go, wouldn't your goal be more obvious?
"Have you contacted your owner?"
She called Xiao Feng several times in the past few days, but she could never get through.
Xiao Feng was in the deep mountains and forests at that time, and there was no signal at all.
"Not yet, but you don't have to worry."
"With the master's skill, no one can hurt him."
Yan Haiyue showed a smile.
Cheng Caiying nodded slightly, but her heart was still agitated, and she always felt a little uneasy.
…
Late at night, in a bungalow on the outskirts of Jinmen.
Chang Gu'an, the elder of the Dingxian sect, is setting up the altar.
There is a rectangular table with a red cloth spread on it, an incense burner and two candles.
In the middle is a piece of yellow paper with the date of birth written on it, and next to it is a photo of a woman. This woman is none other than Han Qianhui.
Tsuguan finally took out three more things, one was Han Qianhui's hair, and the other was a cactus stained with her blood.
The last one is a little man tied with straw, with a yellow talisman affixed to it.
Two disciples of the Dingxian Sect stood on one left and one on the right to help him protect the law.
"Open the altar!"
Chang Gu'an shouted loudly and waved his right hand, and the flames of the two candles instantly penetrated half a meter high.
He burned Han Qianhui's hair and photos to ashes, mixed them with blood, and finally smeared them on the little scarecrow.
"Hmph, you stinky woman, let me see if you die."
"Let me go to the underworld, let me take in the souls of the world..."
Chang Gu'an was mumbling something, and suddenly he took out a small nail and pierced it on the top of the scarecrow's head.
'call!'
A strange evil wind blew, and the flame of the candle turned green.
A small whirlpool formed around the altar, and blood oozed strangely from the top of the scarecrow's head.
Then he took out a few nails and pierced the scarecrow's hands and feet respectively.
Finally, he took out a long nail and pierced the scarecrow's chest directly.
I saw blood flowing out of the scarecrow's hands, feet, and chest. Although not much, it was clearly visible.
'brush!'
Suddenly, the flames of the two half-meter-high flame candles suddenly shrank and became extremely weak.
At the same time, Han Qianhui, who was sleeping in the apartment, suddenly woke up.
She had a very strange dream. In the dream, there was a strange man whose face could not be seen. He tied his hands with chains and dragged her far away.
It was a gray-white road, with mist still floating in the sky. Even the big trees on both sides of the road had no color at all, and there was no end in sight.
"It turned out to be a nightmare!"
Just as she was about to turn over and continue sleeping, she suddenly felt a pain in the top of her head.
She wanted to endure it, but the pain became more and more intense, as if someone was digging into her skull with a knife.
"Ah...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..."
She couldn't bear it anymore and screamed, holding her head and rolling around on the bed.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Lily Han was also awakened and ran over quickly.
She had planned to return to Jiangcheng at dawn, but luckily she hadn't left yet, otherwise Han Qianhui would have been in trouble.
"I have a headache, a severe headache..."
Han Qianhui used all her strength to say a word. She was so painful that her whole body almost convulsed.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Lily Han quickly stepped forward and rubbed her forehead with both hands.
It took about half a minute for the severe headache to subside.
"Sister, are you feeling better?"
Lily Han said nervously.
Han Qianhui's face turned pale, she was covered in cold sweat in pain, and she nodded feebly.
But the next second, she screamed again, and her hands and feet began to tremble violently.
"Lily, I can't move my hands and feet..."
Han Qianhui was so frightened that her limbs seemed to have been broken and she had no consciousness at all.
"ah?"
Lily Han was also dumbfounded and completely confused.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood poured out of Han Qianhui's mouth, which frightened Han Lily to the point of being at a loss.
Han Qianhui's face was distorted. After struggling for a moment, she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Since Xiao Feng was not in Jinmen, Han Baihe quickly called the emergency call.
In about ten minutes, the ambulance arrived downstairs.
Han Qianhui was carried into a car by medical staff and quickly sent to Jinmen Central Hospital for rescue.
At this time, her body was stiff, she was lying upright, and she had completely lost consciousness.
Lily Han stayed by her side, holding her hand tightly.
But Han Qianhui's body temperature is gradually getting colder and has dropped to almost 30 degrees. This is a symptom of imminent death.
"Sister, don't scare me."
Lily Han burst into tears, tears streaming down her face.
The ambulance drove very fast, and by the time it arrived at the central hospital, the doctors were already ready to rescue her.
Lily Han was anxious outside and quickly called Han Dongping.
In about half an hour, Han Dongping and his wife arrived at the hospital.
"Lily, what's wrong with your sister?"
Han Dongping asked anxiously.
"I don't know either. My sister suddenly complained of a headache in the middle of the night..."
Han Lily told the story with tears in her eyes.
"Old Han, what's wrong with you?"
Li Guizhi was stunned.
"I don't know. Let's wait for the doctor's results first."
Han Dongping shook his head. He didn't feel like he was sick.
Han Qianhui has always been in good health. Even if she becomes seriously ill, it won't be so serious, right?
"Lily, where is Xiao Feng?"
Li Guizhi asked hurriedly.
"Brother Feng has been away for more than a week."
Lily Han replied.
"Oops! This damn boy disappeared when I used him."
"If anything happens to Qianhui, I'm not done with him."