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Chapter Eighteen

A person whose soul has been detained for more than ten years is different from ordinary people. The loneliness and alienation in his bones cannot be shaken off. Wen Nanxing understands. Because she also had a similar experience, but in the end

, someone saved her.

This time, it was up to her to redeem him.

Han Xingyi walked quickly in the night, passed through Yulong Lane, and passed through many large and small alleys before arriving in front of a house.

This house is hidden in the busy city, but it is also very desolate. There is not even a word on the lintel. It looks like a house that has been abandoned for many years.

The door of the house was locked, and the leaves of the two large locust trees in front of the door did not move at all in the breeze of the night. It was eerily quiet.

Han Xingyi's face was as calm as water. He walked to the side of the house, stepped on the crooked neck tree in the corner with quick movements, climbed up the high courtyard wall, straddled it, and prepared to jump in.

"Hiss!" Han Xingyi groaned when he felt pain in his thigh. He lowered his head and realized that the wall was covered with centipedes...

"Crack!" Han Xingyi fell straight down from the wall. He fell so hard that he didn't recover for a long time.

Han Xingyi cursed in her heart, struggled to get up, and saw a pair of small pink embroidered shoe tips in front of her eyes.

"I don't trust you, come and take a look." Wen Nanxing said softly. She looked up at the two big locust trees in front of the house and frowned.

Han Xingyi didn't want to talk.

After a long while, he said: "I seem to have been bitten by a centipede."

"Where? Let me see, does it hurt?" Wen Nanxing nervously stepped forward to check.

"...Go home first." Han Xing said in a muffled voice.

Han Xingyi could endure the pain very well, with cold sweat on his face, but his walking posture did not change at all.

He just kept complaining in his heart that he had some kind of bad luck. He returned to the world three times and never once was normal. Han Xing turned his head and glanced at the gentle and well-behaved little lady. She couldn't be the one who brought the bad luck.

When Han Xingqi returned home, he refused to let Wen Nanxing see his wound. Wen Nanxing wanted to go down and call Long, but he also refused.

"Wait until daybreak and let the doctor come to see you." Han Xingyi said proudly.

"I'll draw a pain relief charm." Wen Nanxing's charms were so diverse and strange that Han Xingyi became somewhat interested.

"You are in Yulong Alley, are you looking for someone else?" Han Xingyi looked at Wen Nanxing, who was sitting next to him on his knees, and suddenly asked.

"I'm looking for my dad." Wen Nanxing said slowly, "My dad was hidden in Yulong Lane, but I can't find the specific location."

Han Xingyi nodded: "Let me help you."

"Eh?" Wen Nanxing tilted her head and looked at him.

"You let me go out to play during the day on the pretext of catching crickets. Everyone in Yulong Lane knows that I am a fool. If I go to their house, it will not arouse suspicion. As long as I see it, I will remember it and wait until night.

I'll tell you the unusual things I notice."

"Will you come back again?" Wen Nanxing asked in surprise.

Han Xingyi pursed his lips slightly, with a hint of color in his eyes: "I will help you find your father, and you must agree to one condition."

"Eh?" Wen Nanxing said with a smile in his eyes, "What are the conditions?"

Before Han Xing could say anything, she smiled again and said: "If you don't help me, I will agree to you, and I will agree to a hundred conditions!"

This made Han Xingyi feel a little embarrassed: "You... you don't have to do this."

Why is she so infatuated with herself...

Han Xingyi coughed and said seriously: "I want you to lead our family to gain fame and status, as well as the strength to compete with the four major families."

When Wen Nanxing heard this, she was silent for a moment, but she raised her head and looked at Han Xing seriously and said, "I promise you."

She added: "Is it because it's difficult for you to come back completely?"

Han Xingyi did not deny or admit it. He learned a lesson from what happened last time and almost never came back, so he is very cautious now.

But his attitude was enough to make Wen Nanxing understand that his soul was probably no longer in Yulong Lane at all, but was related to the four major families!

"The four major families in Yulong Lane... are actually not that far apart." Wen Nanxing murmured.

"In the long run, it is the right choice for you to keep Wen Ruyi." Han Xing's butt hurt so much that he could only keep talking to divert his attention.

"What do you think if we also open a pawn shop that specializes in collecting spiritual objects?" Wen Nanxing said with a smile.

Han Xingyi coughed and half-smiled: "Collecting objects depends on chance and luck."

Wen Nanxing chuckled, took his arm, and shook it: "So, I still have to rely on you."

It was the first time in Han Xingyi's life that a little girl had acted like a baby in such a frank manner, and his arms were as hot as fire. But his face remained natural, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

Early on the next morning, Mrs. Long took Han Xingyi to see the doctor. Han Xingyi came back crying.

"The bug bit me on the butt, the bug bit me on the butt!" He lay on Wen Nanxing's neck and cried.

Oh, it turned out that I bit my butt. No wonder I wasn't allowed to see it yesterday...but the little fool doesn't want to lose face.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Nanxing stuffed another pain relief charm into Han Xingyi's sleeve pocket.

"It hurts! It still hurts..."

"Want to catch crickets?" Wen Nanxing could already understand the psychology of the five-year-old Han Xingyi. No matter how good he pretended to be, he was still a naughty boy.

"Can I catch it all day?" Sure enough, he no longer cried out about pain.

Wen Nanxing nodded, while Wen Ruyi on the other side was very envious of Han Xingyi's ability to catch crickets happily, and even wanted to be like him without having to grow up.

"I..." Wen Ruyi opened her mouth and closed it again.

"You want to go too?" Wen Nanxing asked.

"I will watch Xiao Han and prevent him from running around." Wen Ruyi scratched her head and smiled.

Here he is, finally no longer having to act like a young master, so happy.

"I didn't run around!" Han Xingyi said angrily.

"There may be bad people outside." Wen Ruyi threatened Han Xingyi.

"The bad guys don't know, but there must be a ghost!" Han Xing grinned.

Wen Nanxing watched two tall men of sixteen or seventeen bickering with two elementary school children and waved them away quickly.

Han Xingyi is a child of luck, and Wen Ruyi has a physique that is easy to see ghosts. She is somewhat looking forward to what they will gain when they go out today.

Wen Nanxing was not idle either. She picked up a piece of silk left over from Long's sewing work for others, drew a talisman on it with cinnabar, then took out the embroidery needle from her hair, and slowly embroidered on it.

Got up.

The embroidery on the talisman is good, but the stitching on the purse is crooked and looks weird and ugly.

"Did you embroider this?" Mrs. Long came back early today. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her daughter-in-law embroidering her purse obediently.

Wen Nanxing handed over the wallet.

"For me?" Mrs. Long was surprised. She thought it was for her silly son, but she didn't expect it for herself.

"This is a snake embroidered?" Mr. Long felt that for someone like Wen Nanxing who has no talent, the most important thing is to encourage her: "It's okay, but her body is a bit longer and her eyes are not very obvious."

Eyes? Wen Nanxing: "Mother-in-law, this is a talisman..."

"Uh... OK." Mrs. Long calmly tied her daughter-in-law's unique charm purse around her waist.
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