Looking at the moonlight, I was silent for a while, and then let out a long sigh.
In the past six months, I should have fallen into the pit that others would fall into in their lifetime, and I was pushed into it unconsciously, and I was pushed to the edge of the pit and had no choice but to jump in.
For example, after a short period of thought, I was basically sure that Meng Jiangnan's sudden heart attack was specified because of the second possibility, he must have seen me somewhere, or had seen my face, my appearance, and my photo, so after looking at me carefully, he was so excited that he almost went to the underworld to find a black and white impermanent report.
Thinking like this, I called Lao Dou and told him the general situation, whether tomorrow's trip can be carried out as planned depends on whether Meng Jiangnan, the old man, can fight or not.
After coming back, Qingyou stayed in 611 with the old demon, locked the door, and didn't know what he was talking about.
I went out to take a look while I was washing, the door was closed, and the corridor was silent, but in my spiritual sense, there were two souls parked leisurely in the opposite room, but the soul fluctuations could not be felt.
Because Qiangzi and I are now basically fully integrated into their circle, most of the time, they rarely carry us behind their backs, or on me.
But this time, Qingyou ran to the sixth floor, locked the door and was inside with the old demon, what the hell were you talking about I wanted to know, but after standing at the door for a while, I held back my curiosity.
At about eleven o'clock, Liu Chenfeng came to me as usual.
It's just that today he came and went in a hurry, came over to look at me, said a few inconsequential words condescendingly, and then turned around and floated away, without even mentioning Zhao Yinyin.
It made me think that he was coming now, as if his purpose was more simple than before, just to make sure I was still here.
This made my previous feeling of being vaguely watched a little clearer.
When Meng Jiangnan woke up, the sky was already dark.
When I was woken up by the old demon slamming the door with a cane, I was still meditating with my knees crossed.
Qiangzi went to open the door, and after the old demon came in and said a simple word of urging, he went to the seventh floor first.
I dragged my numb legs off the bed, and while trying to move to the toilet, I wondered with my head that had just recovered to turn, this Meng Jiangnan had a heart attack yesterday because he looked at me, and he went to visit the patient before he passed the danger period, is it not good However, if you don't go, you can't do it, if you want to give him another life, I have to go over and ask about the birth date and the like, and I have to confirm how much ghost catching points he wants, and the money he sells is a huge amount of money, and how can he give it to me.
After thinking about it and thinking about everything, I still went to the seventh floor with Qiangzi.
Meng Jiangnan's bodyguard came out and stood at the main entrance of the elevator, and as soon as the door slowly opened, Qiangzi and I looked at such a man standing straight in a suit and sunglasses.
The sunglasses are opaque from the outside, but judging by the coldness that emanates from him, he must be staring at me at the moment.
It's a little embarrassing, probably because they were dressed like this when they showed up yesterday, and they were all wearing sunglasses, so that when I saw them, my face blindness was completely guilty at this point.
I stared at him for a few seconds, unable to tell which one he was from yesterday.
"Come with me."
His voice was low and deep, without a little mood swing, and as he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the intensive care unit where Meng Jiangnan lived.
On the seventh floor, I was more familiar than he was, so I walked, my attention all in the Psychics.
Just now, when I walked to the elevator on the sixth floor, I used my spiritual power to stimulate my spiritual sense, which was a compromise I came up with.
I have to go to the seventh floor, in order to avoid Meng Jiangnan looking at me directly and being stimulated, I pondered to sense his emotional changes from my spiritual sense first, if it is stable enough or there are not too many negative emotions, it is not too much of a problem for me to come and see him.
After all, as far as he is concerned, if he can't buy ghost catching points from me this time, even if he is cured of his heart disease, he is not far from death.
You must know that a person with a net worth of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars vaguely knows the limit of his yang life, which is a very terrifying thing, and this situation is much more terrifying than not knowing, or knowing accurately.
In particular, the deadline was approaching, and he couldn't be sure what day it was.
Also, isn't there a saying that the most painful thing in a person's life is that he is about to die, and he has earned a lot of money and has not spent it.
Although he wasn't sure if Meng Jiangnan's money hadn't been spent yet, it could be seen how much he didn't want to die from the fact that he was running around to buy ghost catching points.
When I think about these two aspects together, my heart suddenly settles down a little.
The black-clad bodyguards led us to the door of the intensive care unit, where the four bodyguards stood straight as they had done last night, blocking the thickened anti-bacterial door of the intensive care unit.
In my spiritual sense, there are three souls in the monitoring room, two people, and one demon fairy, and at this time, the two souls and mood swings that belong to people are all within the normal range.
"Let's go inside."
The black-clothed bodyguard waved his hand, signaling the four guards blocking the door to be exposed, and then turned his head and continued to say to us: "After entering, please try not to irritate him." ” “” I was speechless for a moment, only to feel that there were three black lines hanging from the corners of my forehead.
I really want to touch my conscience and tell him, I didn't stimulate your God of Wealth yesterday, he just looked at my face and got sick, is it possible, do you want me to get a black cloth to cover my head when I go in now?
I thought about it in my heart, but I thought that the trip outside the province that was about to start today had to be the one lying in it, and I still didn't say these words after all.
Inside the room, the air was a little dry.
Meng Jiangnan was lying on the bed, with an oxygen tube inserted under his nose, his face was dark yellow, and there was almost no blood.
The old demon sat on the edge of his bed, his face faintly smiling, like Meng Jiangnan's twin brother who came to visit him.
And he is still the kind of brother who wants his brother to die quickly so that he can get the inheritance.
Next to them, there was also a black-clad bodyguard, perhaps in the room, he didn't wear sunglasses, and a pair of goshawk-like sharp eyes, constantly sweeping around us.
Listening to the sound of us coming in and closing the door, Meng Jiangnan turned his head slightly, and his eyes, which were much cloudier overnight, even burst out a few tears when he looked at me the first time.
"You're here."
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His voice was soft because of his weak body.
Perhaps it is precisely for this reason that I feel that his voice is full of anticipation and relief.
Isn't that too much of a change I glanced at the old demon in surprise, could it be that during the time we were in the ink downstairs, what did he say to Meng Jiangnan Why yesterday and today, Meng Jiangnan's attitude towards me has changed so much However, the latter, who was cross-legged by Jiro, grinned at me and gave me a big smile.
"Su Ran, hurry up, don't you still have to go out today" The old demon said and glanced at Meng Jiangnan, and continued with a smile: "Hurry up and change it to Yangshou, this girl is not worried, from the time I came over to just now, my mouth has been chattering." ” "Oh."
I was stunned and answered, but I didn't dare to laugh again.
I took my backpack off my back, and it contained a blank yellow paper and a cinnabar pen.
It's not difficult to exchange ghost catching points for Yangshou, I've changed it a few times before, although it's all one point, but the specific process should be no different.
Then, I rummaged through my bag, and after the first few ghost times, I hadn't cleaned up the points in my backpack.
After tossing for a while, I found the one closest to today's time, which was a silly ghost I walked with when I was away a few days ago, and the score was only increased by 05.
In the first row of this spell, the total score of the three digits is marked with small letters written in the ghost drawing: 799.
Seven hundred and ninety-nine points, all of which can be exchanged for more than two years of yang longevity.
As soon as I reported this number, Meng Jiangnan suddenly became excited, and the instrument that monitored his heartbeat by the bedside also rang non-stop, so frightened that the black-clothed bodyguard guarding the monitoring room turned pale, and without saying a word, he raised his foot and was about to rush to the bedside and ring the call bell.
The old demon stretched out his arm to stop him easily, and he whispered to comfort him as he pulled the tall bodyguard back to his position.
After that, the old demon replaced the weak Meng Jiangnan and told me about his birthday.
Meng Jiangnan was born at 3:40 a.m. on May 17, 1950, a native of Yuncheng, Shanxi, and is 59 years old as of this year.
As I listened, I wrote down this information on the yellow paper seriously, and then attached my own Dao number and the ghost catching points that needed to be exchanged.
"Meng Jiangnan, Geng Yin Year of the Tiger, May 17, 1950, Yin Shisheng, Yuncheng people's clan, 790 days of life, for the continuation of life: supernatural male god."
In addition, after I finished writing, I also pricked my finger with a needle, squeezed out a drop of blood, and smeared it on the yellow paper, and after that, I waved my hand and activated it with spiritual power This is what the old demon just told me, a one-time exchange of more than ten points, it needs the blood of Mr.
Yin and Yang himself as evidence, and the Bureau of Statistics of the Netherworld will give it to it.
As soon as the spiritual power passed on the surface of the talisman, the yellow paper talisman ignited between my fingers, and wisps of cyan fire quickly spread from the corner of the talisman.
I opened my hand with ease, and the spell floated slowly from my fingers, quickly burning out into a little powder that dissipated in front of us.
The room was quiet again, and the atmosphere became a little depressing, and the four of us were nervous for the same or different reasons.
But by this time, the matter was halfway through, and Meng Jiangnan's dark eyes finally brightened a little.
However, in my spiritual sense, I noticed that his emotions, which were still within the normal range, had become abnormal again, and the cause of that emotion seemed to be because of me. i0 t1706231537: