as shifty. It's hard to know how Mr. Zhong could possibly trust him."Hee hee…young hero, young heroine… I’m just trying to make a living, and I don't want to die. Mr. Zhong's situation isn't something...The word "witch" was originally a sacred one.

The upper horizontal stretches to the heavens, the lower horizontal reaches to the earth, and the middle vertical unites humanity.

Later, the incident of witchcraft and sorcery spread throughout the palace. These two words became a secret that the ruling class refused to speak of. It was said that some old fortune-tellers went through divination dozens of times in their lifetime. They spoke with occupational diseases, evading important points and beating around the bush. They wouldn't, or dared not, say anything crucial.

That chubby security guard didn't expect my brother and I to split up, so he stood in the middle of the courtyard, watching both my brother and me. He ended up unable to focus on either of us, which allowed us to whisper quietly to each other.

My brother quickly took me away. As we walked out the door, that chubby security guard's sinister gaze still lingered on our backs.

After getting on the bus, my brother whispered, "Old Man Kang is not stupid. He quietly told me that those old men from Huangdao Village were murdered...Those old men had no relatives and were living on government subsidies here. They were just barely scraping by, and then a young man came, claiming to be a volunteer. After a few days, all the old men from Huangdao Village died, all on the same night."

Needless to say, it must be that monster wearing Mu Yunliang's skin.

"Brother, where are we going now" I looked at the unfamiliar fields around us.

My brother sighed, "What else can we do We have to go meet the Shen family..." He took out his phone, glanced at the location sent by Shen Qingrui, and drove straight to the neighboring county.

As soon as Shen Qingru saw me, she asked, "Did you go to the nursing home"

I nodded.

"Are you alright Did Mu Yunliang show up" she asked abruptly.

"You want me to have an accident, don't you Sorry to disappoint you." I frowned and walked past her.

"Since you couldn't lure him out, tonight we can only track him down at the nursing home with a spell." Shen Qingrui chuckled softly: "You can't even be a good bait, what a waste!"

Regardless of whether I am bait or not, as long as it involves Mu Yunliang, I will definitely go.

At midnight, the car quietly stopped near the nursing home. Before we got out, Jiang Qiyun appeared beside me.

"Where did you go... call me over, and then you just disappeared!" I couldn't help but complain.

Jiang Qiyun glanced at me and said coldly, "I told you to come with the people from the Shen family. Did you listen"

This guy is so over the top, I don't like being around people from the Shen family anyway! Why make this kind of arrangement!

"Mu Xiaoqiao, which is more important to you, your safety or your likes and dislikes" Jiang Qiyun's voice carried a hint of anger.

"I held my breath in, feeling downcast and low-spirited. I lowered my head silently, refusing to speak."

My brother stepped in to smooth things over: "Alright, Uncle, let's settle this... If you two want to argue, take it back to your rooms. Let's figure out what we need to do now."

"The Shen family is going to follow the methods of tracking down people who go into rooms where deaths have occurred. We just wait." Jiang Qiyun said calmly.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy. When my brother saw Shen Qingrui get out of the car next to us, he immediately said, "I'm going to check out what's happening inside. Brother-in-law, you watch Qiao."

I need your help!

I know in my heart that he doesn't want to be a spare bulb. Once Jiang Qiyun gets angry, the air around him turns so cold it's unbearable.

He was beside me, eyes closed in meditation, a few strands of black hair cascading down his jawline and onto his chest.

Like my brother said, he doesn't bother to try and understand my feelings.

I sighed, placing my hand on my lower abdomen—it was a habitual action.

I didn't expect to hear a deep voice beside me: "What's wrong with you"

What

For a moment, I didn't react. Before I could even apologize, he spoke first

"I asked you, what's wrong What are you doing covering your stomach Are you feeling unwell" he asked, frowning.

It turns out that my unconscious actions were what worried him.

"It's nothing, I just have a habit of doing this. The spirit child is fine." I answered honestly.

I don't know what I said wrong again. He reached out and pinched my chin, his voice low and angry: "I didn't ask for a spirit child, I asked you, Mu Xiaoqiao!"

"You... you're squeezing me so hard!" What did I say wrong Is he angry again

How is he today

Jiang Qiyun stared at me, deep in thought, before finally letting out a sigh.

He loosened his grip on my jaw and rubbed the red spot with his fingertip.

"Mu Xia Qiao, what do you want"

"What"

"After I dealt with Mu Yunliang, I'll take you to Huangdao Village. Before that, tell me what you want, and I'll satisfy all your wishes."

I stared at him blankly, what did he mean Although it was almost the day when the fetus would be formed, there were still ten days or so, right

The moment I fear the most is about to arrive.

"The barrier has reached its limit... Even though I've prepared as much as possible, but... at that moment, you will definitely be scared... Tell me what you want, it's a compensation for making you terrified."

He put his hand on my head.

Then there were icy hands.

Yet, I longed for a sliver of warmth from the palm of his hand.

"Jiang Qiyun, you always laugh at me, saying that I want to give birth to a child for you...I also want to ask you, do you want me to give birth to a child for you" I smiled and answered off-topic.

He paused for a moment, then chuckled softly and leaned in, pressing his lips against mine.

"Mu Xiaoqiao, children don't mean anything to me... I prefer seeing you pregnant. You look like a soft little rabbit yourself, yet you're so determined to protect your belly..."

His words have always been so cold, I'm almost used to being abused by them.

But the corner of his mouth could feign a nonchalant smile, while tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

He raised a glacial finger and traced it across my lip.

"... just know how to cry, don't know how to ask me back"

I shook my head. "Some things, you can't get back."

First night can't be gotten back, love can't be gotten back.

How can I get back the effort I've put in

He smiled and pulled me close: "Don't be afraid, remember what I told you..."

"You said so many things, which one should I remember" I mumbled, burying my head into his chest.

I really don't understand this man. Am I just too young and inexperienced

"Which one did you remember Tell me." He held me on his lap.

"You said you could fend off evil spirits and ghosts, but not the unpredictability of human hearts," I said, looking down at him, my tone slightly provocative.

He chuckled softly: "But I'm no ordinary man."

"...you also said that you shouldn't believe ghosts, and you don't need to have feelings for them."

"Well... I'm not a ghost either." His icy breath traveled upwards, brushing my cheek, finally stopping at the corner of my lips.

"Yes... you are a deity, it's a pity, God loves the world..."

My breath was a little unsteady, my heart pounding like it was about to jump out of my chest—

This was probably the most subtle, and also the boldest, "calculation" I ever made against him.

As intelligent as he is, as wise as he is, he couldn't possibly be unaware.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

At my clearly probing words, he let out a faint smile that held a hint of smugness.

God loves the world.

"...and I love you too."

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