Shen Binglan stretched out his jade hand and pressed his temple, as if he had dizziness.
"Binglan, how do you feel?" Chen Xuan quickly walked to the edge of the bed, and showed concern with Zhang Zhicheng and Xiang Diemi.
Shen Binglan asked in a little confusion: "What's wrong with me?"
"You were harmed by the little devil raised by Mrs. Feng using the Yin method and fell into a coma, but that little devil has been killed by me." Chen Xuan explained patiently.
After hearing what Chen Xuan said, not only Shen Binglan, but also Zhang Zhicheng and Xiang Diemi were surprised.
"It turns out that Mrs. Feng actually raises a little ghost! No wonder I couldn't see who Mrs. Feng was talking to at that time." Xiang Diemi was a little scared when she thought about it.
Her skills can be used against martial arts masters, but she is helpless in the face of evil things like ghosts.
Shen Binglan's reaction seemed to slow down a bit and didn't understand what Chen Xuan said.
Moreover, facing several people closest to her, her face still had a cold look, just like when Chen Xuan first saw the iceberg president.
"Is it because of the damage to the soul?" Chen Xuan couldn't help but frown.
Shen Binglan obviously has not fully recovered.
And there may be some sequelae in the future.
Therefore, this matter is not completely resolved.
Chen Xuan asked calmly: "Binglan, do you feel dizzy, slow down your reactions, and don't want to talk to others?"
"Yes." Shen Binglan only answered one word this time.
And it doesn't sound like a lot of feelings.
Zhang Zhicheng held Shen Binglan's hand and said worriedly: "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Shen Binglan seemed a little resistant and pulled her hand out of Zhang Zhicheng's palm.
"I want to take a break and go back to work tomorrow."
Zhang Zhicheng was even more worried now.
My cousin has always been closest to her, but now she seems to have no feelings for her.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly when he saw it. He finally confirmed that Shen Binglan's indifferent expression was indeed because of the damage to his soul.
To completely restore Shen Binglan's soul, it seems that he can only start with the legendary ghost grandma.
However, Mrs. Feng did not tell the location of Grandma Gui, so Chen Xuan could only inquire by himself.
"Binglan, you have a good rest." Chen Xuan comforted gently, and then looked at Xiang Dimi, "Mi'er, protect Binglan well. I may go out to investigate these days to find the little ghost master who harms Binglan.
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"Then be careful."
That night, Chen Xuan, Zhang Zhicheng and Xiang Diemi were watching the night in the ward.
The next morning, Shen Binglan insisted on going to the company, and Chen Xuan could only ask Xiang Diemi to send her over.
"Zhicheng, you worked hard last night. Go back and have some rest. I'll go to Luyun Temple." Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Zhicheng's dark circles and couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.
Zhang Zhicheng said in surprise: "What are you doing in Luyun Temple?"
"Master Due of Luyun Temple may know the practitioner who raises ghosts, so I went to find him for information." Chen Xuan answered truthfully.
Zhang Zhicheng pondered for a moment and said, "Then I will go with you and I will pray for my cousin."
"good."
Chen Xuan agreed and took Zhang Zhicheng to Luyun Mountain.
On the way, Chen Xuan called Master Yun and asked him if he knew about the ghost grandma.
Master Yun said that he had heard of the reputation of Grandma Gui, but he had no idea about the detailed information and residence of Grandma Gui.
Chen Xuan could only place his hope on Master Du'er.
The two soon arrived at Luyun Temple on the top of Luyun Mountain.
This temple is very lively all year round, and there are endless people coming to burn incense and worship Buddha.
After Chen Xuan and Zhang Zhicheng entered the temple gate, a monk who was welcoming the pilgrims recognized Chen Xuan and came to greet him.
"Master Chen, you are here. Is there anything important?" This monk was clever and knew that a big man like Chen Xuan would not enter the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble.
Chen Xuan didn't say nonsense and said directly: "Go and ask you to preside over Master Du'er."
"Okay, please wait for the donor Chen." The monk turned around and immediately went to the quiet courtyard of Houshan.
While waiting, Zhang Zhicheng first went to pray for Shen Binglan, and then asked Shen Binglan and Chen Xuan to ask for two poems.
After asking for a signing poem, Chen Xuan accompanied Zhang Zhicheng to explain the signing.
Looking at Zhang Zhicheng's depressed look, Chen Xuan knew that the signing poem she asked for must be not very good.
"Zhicheng, what signature did you ask for?" Chen Xuan asked with his arms around Zhang Zhicheng's slim waist.
Zhang Zhicheng said with beautiful eyes worriedly: "My cousin's lottery is the winning sign, but yours is the winning sign."
"Is it a sign again?" Chen Xuan was slightly surprised, then smiled, "Don't worry, what I asked for last time was a sign, didn't there be any bad luck?"
"But I'm not afraid of ten thousand in this kind of thing, I'm afraid of anything. I don't want you to encounter any danger." Zhang Zhicheng looked at Chen Xuan's face with affectionate eyes.
Chen Xuan said calmly: "Then let's find the master to explain the signature."
Zhang Zhicheng nodded and came to the table of Master Jiezhan and Chen Xuan.
The master of the Interpretation Master was shocked when he saw Chen Xuan, as if he saw a ghost. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak but stopped.
"Master, do you want to say why I'm not dead, right?" Chen Xuan's mouth curled up a playful smile.
The master of the Interpretation Scholar forced a smile and said, "Sir, you will survive the disaster. You will have good luck in the future. No matter what you do, you will be smooth sailing, and the stars of good fortune shine!"
"The master is really good at speaking, but this time I am asking for another sign, please show it." Chen Xuan asked Zhang Zhicheng to put both signs on the table.
The signing master was stunned.
Last time he announced the signing for Chen Xuan, and predicted that Chen Xuan would be in a very bad situation within a month, so that Chen Xuan must not go to the southeast of the provincial capital.
This master of signature has always been very famous in Luyun Temple. No one who came to ask for signatures praised the master for his excellent signatures.
The master of the signature was also very confident in his ability and felt that it was impossible to misunderstand Chen Xuan's signature poem at that time.
In other words, Chen Xuan will definitely die.
But Chen Xuan is standing here forever now, how could he not be surprised?
In fact, Chen Xuan did encounter a bloody disaster within a month, but the master explained the wrong direction.
Chen Xuan's bloody disaster was to go to the southwest border of Yundong Province to wipe out the mercenary army.
At that time, Chen Xuan met the ace mercenary of Gabriel's company, the second-level supernatural psychic Proses, and fought a battle.
It can indeed be called one of the most dangerous battles Chen Xuan encountered.
However, the master of the signature cannot be considered as an extraordinary person. He has the supreme immortal energy to protect his body and can survive the terrifying thundercloud storm.
Now seeing Chen Xuan begging another sign-up, the sign-up master was a little hesitant and didn't want to solve it in his heart, because this was a bit of a mess of his signature.
"Why, do you think my signature poem this time is difficult to interpret?" Chen Xuan asked lightly.