But whether you believe it or not, I did not know that sucking the spiritual power of other spirits would cause the person whose spiritual power was sucked to lose his life.
After I found out about this, I went to Chang'an to talk about it.
But my status in the Wen family is only slightly better than that of the servants.
Even though I am Wen Changan's mother, he still sneers at my words."
Having said this, she smiled bitterly, then came back to her senses and showed an apologetic expression to Bai Cha:
"I digress.
Negotiations with Chang'an yielded no results, so I went to find Su Xian.
He struck me as very gentle and gentlemanly, so I thought it might be better to start with him.
However, as soon as I found him, he already said everything I wanted to say before I could even speak.
He told me that the world of cultivators is so cruel.
this is the truth.
Later, Wen Sheng found out about this, and he no longer allowed me to participate in anything involving the Wen family.
I never had contact with Su Xian again.
All I know is that they have been doing this disgusting thing secretly.
Until a few days ago, I was planning to talk to Wen Sheng about making new clothes for the old man.
I heard his voice again.
He is discussing you with Wen Sheng."
She turned her attention to Bai Cha, took out her mobile phone, and played a recording.
There is a lot of recording, only about a minute.
After playing the recording, she put away her phone:
"I didn't have time to hide when he came out.
I originally thought that I would be exposed, or that he would kill me to silence me.
But no, he just looked at me contemptuously, as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.
The huge feeling of oppression made me forget to breathe...
Sorry, that's all I know."
Bai Cha smiled and shook her head. She looked at the account books on the table: "We need to take these back to professionals for detailed inspection.
We will notify Aunt Sheng after it is confirmed."
Sheng Hanyu knew that they had promised him.
She also understood that detailed investigation was the right choice. She nodded:
"I hope you can verify it as soon as possible, and if the verification results are no different from what I know.
Just send me a text message and ask me to go to the hairdresser. I will wait for you in this tea room and this private room."
Bai Cha nodded and watched Sheng Hanyu leave.
After Sheng Hanyu left, the two drove the ledger back to the bureau before rushing to the marked location.
Bai Cha felt an indescribable disappointment in his heart.
She knew that Sheng Hanyu definitely didn't know much about Su Xian, but she didn't expect to know so little.
It can even be said to be basically useless.
But one thing is still very useful, that is, the recording that the other team will play later...
Wen Yan kept silent after seeing Sheng Hanyu leave with the white tea.
He wanted to find a topic, but there was no suitable one at the moment.
At this moment, Bai Cha spoke:
"Wen Yan, if you see Su Xian, you only need to remember one word, run, remember, don't hesitate."
She turned her head and looked at Wen Yan with great solemnity.
Wen Yan is just a ray of consciousness delivered by the law to this plane. He needs to follow the laws and regulations of this world.
So no matter how strong his body is, in this plane, he is just an ordinary person with relatively outstanding abilities.
Su Xian's danger level has obviously exceeded their control.
The system prompt of reduced energy came to mind again, but this time, Bai Cha didn't care at all.
Wen Yan turned his head and glanced at Bai Cha.
He didn't ask why, he just nodded slightly.
He didn't ask what he would do if the other party caught up with him.
He believed that since Bai Cha said so, it must be the best solution.
Bai Cha turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.
The reason why she gave Wen Yan this advice was because it was impossible for him to pursue him.
Because Wen Yan was not his hunting target at all.
Su Xian's goal is himself.
However, he still couldn't understand why Su Xian said that he was a son of heaven.
This seemed really ridiculous to her.
If I were truly a son of heaven, how could I have fallen to this level?
But the other party's words also exposed some problems.
The other party really does not exist in this plane.
Then how did he come to this world?
What kind of hatred does the other party have and myself?
She tried hard to look through her memories, but found that she couldn't recall any memories about the other party at all.
She forced herself to look at that blank memory, to think, to recall...
Not only did this fail to capture a single frame of the past, it actually caused a severe headache.
My mind felt like there were countless needles pricking me at the same time.
Bai Cha took two deep breaths, but his headache was not relieved.
At this moment, her temples on both sides were pressed, and warm and comfortable spiritual energy was transmitted into her mind along the man's rough fingertips. The gentle spiritual energy quickly soothed the pain in her brain.
Bai Cha felt like his breathing became lighter.
At the same time, Wen Yan's voice came from his ears.
"If you can't remember it, don't think about it so much.
Even though we are strong, we still cannot take everything into our own hands.
It is a good thing to tighten the bow string, but if it is stretched too much, it will break."
Bai Cha turned his head slightly and looked at Wen Yan.
Wen Yan suddenly realized that he was preaching to Bai Cha, and his ears instantly turned red.
He coughed and retracted his hand, quickly changing the subject: "It's time to eat, what's for lunch today?"
Bai Cha turned to look outside the car and found that Wen Yan had already parked the car.
There's an unfinished building in front of it.
There are not many people around.
There are also very few shops.
Only one pancake and fruit shop is still open.
"Chinese savior crepe?"
The two of them reached a tacit understanding and did not discuss the lecture just now.
Wen Yan nodded.
The two got off the car and lined up together.
After Bai Cha ordered a pancake and fruit, he also ordered noodles.
Wen Yan only adds an extra egg to the pancake fruit, and the rest is exactly the same as the white tea.
Coming out of the small restaurant, Bai Cha held a cup of sour plum soup in his hand, while Wen Yan held a bottle of mineral water.
Bai Cha took a sip and handed his sour plum soup to Wen Yan, then took the mineral water from Wen Yan's hand and took two sips.
Wen Yan looked at the sour plum soup in his hand: "Doesn't it taste good?"
Bai Cha frowned and said in disgust: "The burnt smell is too strong."
Wen Yan knew that white tea didn't like the smoky or burnt smell of sour plum soup.
He put the straw used for white tea to his mouth, tasted it, and nodded in agreement:
“It does taste a bit strong.
I'll cook some for you when you get home tonight and put it in the refrigerator."
Bai Cha tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle and nodded in agreement.
She still likes the sour plum soup she made with Wen Yan.
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the marked location.