Chapter 1378: Working in a Fantasy Antique Shop 11
Sun Xiaoting was no longer sad, but only had lingering hatred. It was Xu Feifei who cried the most.
Luo Qiu clenched his fist angrily, "If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed to help that Sun Hong!"
Ling Gungun sighed on Jinchen's shoulder, and cried softly, "This really makes Tong sad."
Jinchen glanced at Ying Wushu and saw compassion and gentleness in his eyes, nothing else.
Ying Wushu is a person who seems to be approachable and warm, but in fact he is cold and distant. He is compassionate when he looks up and cold when he looks down. He has a clear dividing line towards everyone.
"What's wrong?" Ying Wushu asked him softly.
"It's okay. I'm just thinking about how to solve this problem."
Jinchen looked away casually, "What does Wushu think?"
Ying Wushu thought about it seriously and suggested, "Sun Hong's request is to wake up Brother Sun. In theory, the looted soul should be returned and then handed over to the police for handling."
But many times, theory and practice are often not satisfactory.
I'm afraid I'll have to give up on the agreement with Sun Hong to rescue my brother.
Jin Chen understood the meaning of his words, smiled faintly, and asked Sun Xiaoting, "How did you deal with your brother's plundered soul?"
Sun Xiaoting said confidently, "I swallowed it a long time ago! No! It's useless to kill me!"
"That's a shame. We can only forcefully wake him up to be a fool."
Jinchen's tone was neither salty nor bland, and it was a pity that one couldn't hear any trace of it.
Ying Wushu added: "But you cannot continue to cause trouble to the world. Brother Sun has already paid the price, and the Sun family will be dealt with by the law."
Sun Xiaoting fell silent, and suddenly said, "I have another wish."
Jinchen: "I'd like to hear the details."
"I want to bankrupt the Sun family and leave them with nothing!"
"Okay." Jinchen nodded.
It is easiest to check the accounts of this kind of nouveau riche. If you find a problem, the final result will only be punishment by the higher-ups.
Xu Feifei stayed in Lingqingdu for half a day and was soon taken away by the police to cooperate with the investigation. When the Xu parents learned that their beloved son had died, they were shocked.
However, because of the incident with the neighbor uncle, Xu Feifei was restricted from completing compulsory education, which indirectly caused the tragedy of Xu Yaozu. Xu's parents, who were already involved in a car accident lawsuit, could not escape legal sanctions.
As for Sun Xiaoting, Jinchen woke up Brother Sun and took her directly to the Sun family.
The Sun family was so frightened that they lost their souls. A gloomy and resentful atmosphere enveloped the villa, and they were almost kneeling down to beg.
Jinchen pretended not to see what Sun Xiaoting did, and even put his hands to cover Ying Wushu's eyes.
Ying Wushu couldn't help laughing, "I won't care."
Jinchen whispered, "Once we get the balance, we'll withdraw."
“Then Sun Xiaoting…” “She’s going to disappear.”
As expected, after being warned by Jinchen not to kill humans, Sun Xiaoting simply scared the Sun family members to death, making them mentally distracted and abnormal, and then left, stroking her long hair.
The moment he stepped out of the Sun family’s gate, his resentment disappeared and his soul dissipated.
After that night, some people spread the rumor that the Sun family was a house full of psychopaths, and there was also a fool who couldn't even speak clearly.
The bracelet that was once full of hope and then went through disasters was also sealed in Lingqingdu. There was negative energy in it and it was not suitable to be released into the world.
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A few days later, Luo Qiu wanted to spend his grandfather's birthday with him, so he took a leave to go home. Only Jinchen and Ying Wushu were left to take care of Lingqingdu.
As we enter late autumn, the ancient street where Lingqingdu is located has become more ancient and desolate. There are fewer tourists, and even fewer people can walk to the end of the street.
Recently, Ying Wushu didn't know why he didn't like to light incense in the store. He simply opened the windows for ventilation, read ancient books in the leisurely autumn breeze, and learned some new spells of Jinchen New Religion.
Jinchen brought the wooden box out from the storage room and asked in confusion, "What is this? It's been pressed at the bottom of the cabinet and covered with a thick layer of dust."
As the two of them became more familiar with each other, Ying Wushu was able to use this capable employee with ease.
He is good at teaching mantras and spells, and good at fighting ghosts. He is also good at repairing ancient cabinets and tables.
Ying Wushu put down his brush and thought for a moment, "I don't think I've seen it before, let me open it and take a look."
He took a clean cloth and wiped off the dust on Jinchen's body. The two of them sat around the tea table and opened the wooden box.
"Agate Jade Chess!" Ying Wushu was a little surprised and didn't even care about the talisman on the counter.
“It was under the cupboard.”
"What's the reason?" Jinchen asked.
Ying Wushu took out the chessboard and explained with a smile: "This is how I first learned Go. I carried it around to play, and even boasted that I had no rivals in the world."
"I didn't know where I put it, and when I wanted to find it again, I couldn't find it."
He wiped away the accumulated dust carefully, his movements slowed down, and he felt a little melancholy.
"If grandpa were still alive, he would definitely be happy. This chess set is said to have been passed down for several generations. He would treasure it very much."
Just as I was lost in thought, I was suddenly patted on the top of my head.
"I'll go clean the chessboard. I'll see you, the unrivaled master, later."
Jinchen spoke in a calm, mellow voice, just like the strong tea being brewed at the tea table, without any waves.
It didn't sound very comforting, but it did make Ying Wushu feel a lot more relaxed.
He is not good at talking about sad things with others, so it would be appropriate if he could just let it go easily.
"Okay, thank you."
The dust was too heavy to wipe off, so Ying Wushu handed it to Jinchen like a treasure, with a smile in his eyes, "If I can't beat you in chess, I'd better give up the title of master."
Jinchen chuckled, took the chessboard and stepped out of the half-open door of Lingqingdu. There was an open-air well on the side, which was also a feature of this ancient street.
Ying Wushu watched him go out, and only lowered his eyes when he could no longer see his back. His fingertips ran across the tea table, and the small fire went out.
After pouring a cup of strong tea, Ying Wushu returned to the counter and continued practicing talismans, but his mind was not as calm as before.
When I came to my senses, the practice paper was covered with Jinchen's name.
Ying Wu Shu was silent for two seconds, then he crumpled up the ink paper into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket on the desk.
There is no redness on the earlobes, and the tea is cold.
[Detected that the villain triggered the heartbeat value, heartbeat value +10! ]
Ling Gungun was half asleep. After he finished reporting, he glanced outside the door and went to find Ying Wushu to beg for food, howling.
When Jinchen heard the heartbeat value, he was half-squatting and washing the jade chess pieces. The black and white were washed by the well water in the silver basin, and suddenly a ginkgo leaf fell.
Looking up, I saw leaves from the blessing tree.
In the stone altar in the center of the end of the street, there grows a ginkgo tree that is said to be hundreds of years old, with thick and long branches.
As the scenic spot develops, many long strips of red cloth are hung on the branches for tourists to make wishes. When the autumn wind blows down the leaves, only the red cloth is left.
When he first arrived that day, Jinchen discovered that the ginkgo tree and the gate plaque of Lingqing Ferry blended together in spiritual energy, so he thought that making a wish would be effective.
