With Du Nan's previous lessons, Yan Zi was very worried about Meng Xinyao's safety. After hearing Mo Chen's statement that he had brought Meng Xinyao to his home safely, Yan Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She asked Mo Chen to convey her gratitude to Meng Xinyao on behalf of her. Mo Chen asked her what she had plans for the next time. Yan Zi suddenly fell silent. A little, she said helplessly that she was going to sort out what happened at her home, such as photos as evidence, and records of call with the property repeatedly.

After Du Nan's accident, Yan Zi deliberately called Pang Wei and roared at him. At the same time, she did not forget to press the recording button. Regardless of whether Pang Wei's words would be useful in the future, at least one copy would be left, and she would always be prepared for any trouble.

Judging from Yan Zi's meaning, it seems that she is still trying to spread her own affairs online and use public opinion to seek justice for her family.

A female voice called Yan Zi came from the other end of the receiver. She quickly informed Mo Chen and hung up the phone.

Mo Chen and Zheng Yi were speechless. Mo Chen took a deep breath. Zheng Yi handed him a cigarette tacitly. The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts and sucked in a slight manner.

Compared with ordinary men of the same age, Mo Chen is particularly concerned about personal hygiene and the environment inside his home. However, with a woman in this family, the inexplicable sense of humanity and a sense of belonging to the exclusive family.

Finally, no longer having Mo Chen to handle supper, Meng Xinyao put on an apron and found ingredients from the refrigerator that could be matched into a dish, and was busy alone in the kitchen.

Zheng Yi seemed to have honey on his mouth, and was waiting on the edge of the dining table with his legs crossed, but he still praised Meng Xinyao. At the same time, he also did not forget to step on Mo Chen from time to time, complaining that Mo Chen only knew that the following words were fooling him recently.

Lin Xiao rushed over to send his sleeping bag before Meng Xinyao's food was cooked. He bought it when he was squatting on an important news with Meng Xinyao. However, it was not used because of objective factors at that time, but it did not expect it to come in handy today.

Originally, Mo Chen was going to keep Lin Xiao for dinner at his house. Although Meng Xinyao was in charge, he was happy to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. However, Lin Xiaotui said that there was something else in the unit, so he rushed back to deal with it, so he threw down his sleeping bag and left in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, night came, and Mo Chen got into the sleeping bag and urged Zheng Yi to go to the wall light. At this moment, Xiaojing started to "notch" again.

Xiaojing rolled around with her head in her arms, shouting in pain, "Heart~~~Woo~~"

The ghost moans that Jingye heard were always creepy. Meng Xinyao stepped forward with concern and reached out to pat Xiaojing's back, but her hand passed through the air. She forgot that she could not touch Xiaojing.

Looking at Xiao Jing's painful expression, a string of sweat beads flowed down her forehead to her cheeks. Mo Chen couldn't help but frown and looked at Zheng Yi in confusion, "Will ghosts have headaches?"

Zheng Yi stared at Xiaojing solemnly for a while, grabbed Xiaojing's wrist and grabbed her from the ground.

Seeing Zheng Yi's rude movements, Meng Xinyao angrily said, "What are you doing!"

Zheng Yi ignored her, then grabbed the collar on the back of Xiaojing's neck and pulled it down hard. Mo Chen curiously approached. Behind Xiaojing's neck, a marked symbol was blurred and visible.

"This is?"

Zheng Yimo let go of Xiaojing without saying a word, but his expression suddenly became a little solemn. Xiaojing pulled it without strength, curled up on the ground and hugged her head with her hands, trembling.

Meng Xinyao squatted in front of Xiaojing with heartache, trying to reach out to help Xiaojing rub the pain, but she couldn't help it.

Looking at Zheng Yi's serious expression, Mo Chen knew that he must have seen some clues. Mo Chen asked tentatively, "I'm afraid that this time, it's not her relatives who are summoning me!"

"Um."

Zheng Yi said that Xiaojing's headache this time was actually a good thing, otherwise he would not have discovered the "secret" in Xiaojing.

Previously, Zheng Yi always thought that Xiao Jing unfortunately lost her soul when she died. Now it seems that it was not lost at all, but someone took that soul.

Zheng Yi guessed that there are two possibilities for Xiaojing to have a headache. One is that the soul-catching person attempted to do something bad to Xiaojing's soul. Xiaojing's headache is a painful reaction when he was killed.

Another possibility is that the container that imprisons Xiao Jing Yipo, accidentally touches any magic weapon, which indirectly makes Xiao Jing feel pain.

"That is to say, no matter what the situation is, there is one thing that is certain now. Someone must have deliberately captured Xiao Jing's soul." Mo Chen said in a concluding manner, and Zheng Yi nodded affirmatively.

Mo Chen was a little anxious. Who was the person? He was so vicious that Xiaojing couldn't rest after his death. "Do you have any way..."

Before Mo Chen finished speaking, Zheng Yi knew what he was going to ask. He nodded first, "Don't worry, since you have a look, it's easy to find that grandson. But..."

"But what?"

Zheng Yi smiled wickedly and opened the corners of his mouth, "There is a solution, but he needs a vagina."

"You said!" Mo Chen said.

"You need some yin blood." Zheng Yi raised his eyebrows mischievously.

Mo Chen was stunned and didn't understand Zheng Yi's meaning very much. In terms of understanding, Mo Chen roughly understood that when it comes to the issue of summoning souls and expelling evil spirits, it must be necessary to have the power of extreme yin. But whose blood is this blood?

"Please explain." Mo Chen asked for advice humbly.

Zheng Yi said, "Everything has two poles of yin and yang. Even people cannot escape this fixed number, do you know?"

Mo Chen nodded, and Zheng Yi continued to say, "People have different genders between men and women, while men belong to yang and women are yin, which is considered common sense. Then this yin blood...hehe..."

Mo Chen looked slightly and thought for a while and said, "Women's blood is easy to do, but how much do you need? Too much..."

If you want to find a woman, you don’t have to look for her. There is someone in front of you. If you can help Xiaojing, you don’t have to ask. Mo Chen also knows that Meng Xinyao will definitely agree.

Zheng Yi smiled wickedly and said, "If I just use some woman's blood casually, I'll waste my lips and tongue with you? Idiot."

"Hmm?" Mo Chen stared at Zheng Yi's face, his eyes and eyebrows were full of bad intentions, and Mo Chen suddenly realized what Zheng Yi said.

"C!" Mo Chen shouted, and Zheng Yi waved his hands to him repeatedly, for fear that he would alarm Meng Xinyao on the side.

Zheng Yi lowered his voice and said, "Go and ask Xiao Meng if she has a menstrual period recently."

"Get out! Why don't you go?" Mo Chen's face turned red. It's not that he was so conservative. In this world, advertisements for sanitary tampons are flying all over the sky. Now there are almost no one to be embarrassed because of this. He just asked Mo Chen to ask Meng Xinyao about such private matters. How would he say this? Maybe Meng Xinyao would even be regarded as a pervert.
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