But this is something that ordinary people can think of. The Jinyun family, who specializes in exterminating demons, has naturally thought of it long ago after the public tombs in Leye City were relocated.
Jinyun Lanfeng and Jinyun Shanlan, the second and third elders of the Jinyun family, took their children to practice the Dharma in Luogu Mountain.
After setting up a magic circle, although the Yin Qi is still very strong, ghosts cannot enter and demons dare not enter.
Qiu Guyun and Qiu Gulan must have returned empty-handed. At most, they would feel uncomfortable for a while because of the Yin Qi entering their bodies. Jinyun's family is still in Leye City anyway, so what should they be afraid of if the Yin Qi protects their bodies?
Han Ning dusted off his hands and was about to return to reality, but when he thought about the food in reality, it was either jicama or slime.
When he thought of the sticky and earthy smell of the twisted slime he accidentally ate, Han Ning felt a little psychological.
I gave up the idea of eating in reality, turned around and walked towards Leye City, and indulge in the fantasy.
Anyway, in reality it was dinner time, and if he hadn't woken up, Xia Ce would have slapped him in the face.
After walking for another two hours, thanks to my own physical sensations being a little slow in the hallucination, I would have collapsed from exhaustion.
After returning to Leye City, Han Ning walked on a familiar road with Tang Hongcai's two taels of silver in his bag, thinking that he would not eat on credit this time.
Humming a little tune, Han Ning walked step by step to Longmen Fish Restaurant, sat on a familiar outdoor stool, and just waved to ask Master Guan to cook a boiled fish.
But I saw that Longmen Fish Restaurant was closed, the doors and windows were closed, and no notice was written.
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[Oh, yes, Guan Xinger was killed by me. It has been a day. Master Guan should know that it is normal for him to close the door after his daughter is dead and cannot bear the blow.]
Han Ning felt a little pity that this was the only cheap and delicious place in Leye City, and it probably wouldn't open now.
The people around who had just finished work were sitting on stools outside Longmen Fish Restaurant like Han Ning, looking at the closed doors and windows, somewhat confused.
"Why hasn't Master Guan opened the door yet?"
"By the way, didn't Xing'er say yesterday that she would make bamboo shoots at night? Why didn't she come back?"
"I don't know, it's already noon, Master Guan shouldn't have opened the door."
"I'll go to Lao Guan's house and ask."
The Department of Communications was afraid of causing panic, so it concealed a large number of victim cases, and the matter of Guan Xinger was naturally not revealed.
Han Ning bought a bowl of fried tofu on the roadside. Although it was still not as good as the fish made by Master Guan, it was still delicious after adding all kinds of seasonings.
Han Ning felt a little regretful that he had walked away for two hours in vain, and hoped that Master Guan would come out of the shadows soon. He did not want to be unable to eat boiled fish.
In this real world, ocean pollution is full of twisted bodies. What you fish out is edible, but the taste is real and I cannot praise it.
Han Ning now relies on hallucinating food to satisfy her cravings.
After eating the fried tofu, Han Ning returned to his room, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and successfully returned to reality.
At this moment, Han Ning's body was lying in a tent in the base area. There were not many tents in the base area. After all, Han Ning said this casually when he was drunk.
As a result, I don’t know who listened to it. After researching on one thing and another on the other, it was produced, but before it could be promoted, disaster struck.
According to the evidence, several tents in the field are still the experimental products that Xia Ce received when he invested in that businessman.
He was in a tent with one of the few complete beds under him. Xia Ce was wearing casual clothes and sitting on the head of Han Ning's bed.
He was holding a bowl in his hand, which contained cooked jicama puree. He was scooping it out with a spoon and stuffing it into Han Ning's mouth.