She opened the lid and saw a small solid golden lock lying quietly inside.
A glimmer flashed in Li Shu's eyes, and she could probably guess why Zhou Xia gave her this.
She took out the small gold lock from the box, rubbed it twice with her fingers, and then put it around her neck.
Li Shu put the empty box back into the bag, stood up from the chair, untied the towel wrapped around her hair, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
After drying her hair and walking out of the bathroom, Li Shu took her cell phone and went straight to bed.
Seeing this, Little Coal Ball also jumped onto the bed and lay down beside her.
Li Shu was leaning against the headboard of the bed, just about to open the game and play a few games online when her phone suddenly vibrated.
She opened WeChat and found that it was a message from Wenxuan, and he was logged in in person.
Good evening, Sister Li! Cute.jpg
Li Shuying's white fingers tapped the phone screen slowly and she replied: [Good evening.]
Wenxuan took out a talisman he had just learned from the empty space on the coffee table, "Dad, that's the talisman you drew. Give it to him."
Qin Yuanshen was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed to rest when he suddenly heard a loud bang. His body suddenly leaned back and he almost hit the seat behind him.
"Dad, that's a portrait of your ancestor." Wenxuan explained.
Wenxuan responded and followed Qin Yuanshen out of the elevator.
Wenxuan pointed to the portrait on the wall and said, "Your ancestor."
The driver closed the car door, walked back, sat in the driver's seat, started the car and left before fastening the hazard belt.
The driver shook his head, returned to the car, and turned his head to Qin Yuanshen in the front seat and said, "Master, something happened. Did you hit a crow and kill it?"
As we gradually moved away from the city center, there were more and more vehicles on the road.
The driver tried a few more times, but it still worked.
I walked around to the other side of the car, bent down and opened the front door, "Master."
Qin Yuanshen's eyes flashed with helplessness. He just felt that I was not crazy. He casually put the amulet out of his trouser pocket and said, "Okay, it's getting early. You can go back first."
"It's not as clean as you thought. Did he ask someone to clean it up for him?" Qin Yuanshen said as he walked towards the sofa.
Qin Yuanshen's eyelids twitched, and he looked away, noticing the incense burner under the coffee table, which was filled with ash. "Who is he burning incense for?"
But it's really strange that there are no crows in that place.
Bai Shan: [Ah... That's bad...]
Wenxuan: [Hey, I just got my phone back from my uncle. I've been working really hard on drawing talismans lately just to be able to chat with you.]
Wenxuan: [My master doesn't allow me to use my phone, and I was caught three times. Uncle Jingchen happened to be at the scene and asked my master to keep it temporarily. If it weren't for Uncle Jingchen's help, I don't know when I would have been able to get my phone back from my master.]
"Just now, there was a flash of white. You know what you hit." The driver unbuckled his belt and opened the car door. "Master, go up and take a look. I think you know where the wild cat jumped out from."
"Drawing talismans?" Qin Yuanshen felt his head was about to shrink. What the hell was that? Could it be that the brat was fiddling with those junk all day long?
Li Shu: [Bad!]
"Ancestor?" Bai Shantao had a questioning look on his face.
"Yes, sir." The driver sat up straight and fastened his hazard belt, but when he started the car, he found that there was no response at all, as if it had stalled.
On the other side, Qin Yuanshen came to Wenxuan’s small flat in the city center.
Qin Yuanshen suddenly realized that his son had really changed a lot. My eyes fell on the portrait hanging on the wall. "When did he dislike that style of painting?"
Qin Yuanshen waved his hand and walked towards the door. "Yes, you go up there yourself. Let him rest early."
Qin Yuanshen's eyes fell on the amulet I was holding in my hand. I was surprised that it looked quite useless. "Why do you want his scrap of paper?"
Wenxuan followed and said, "Really? You cleaned it up all by yourself."
"What a piece of paper, it can't protect him, he just needs to carry it close to his body." Wenxuan directly shoved it out of my hand, "Although it's not as powerful as your master's, but you saw it before and it said it's ineffective. It can only defend against these weak ghosts."
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Li Shu: [So, Taoist Jingchen is quite a nice person.]
Qin Can: [Well, it’s early, he should go to bed early.]
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"......" Wenxuan's mouth twitched, "Yes, yes, Dad, what did he say? That doesn't look like paper money at all. It's the yellow talisman paper used for drawing talismans."
Qin Can: [If there is anything, I will come.]
The driver was standing by the car smoking. When he saw Qin Yuanshen coming over, he quickly threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and crushed it with his foot.
"What's wrong again?" Qin Yuanshen asked.
Qin Yuanshen responded, adjusted his posture, sat down on the seat again, and then looked inside through the rear windshield.
No matter what, as long as someone was hit, it's fine.
Unexpectedly, Wenxuan, the eldest son, has learned to clean the house by himself even though he lives alone.
At this time, it was late at night.
After all, how could Mr. Duo, who used to live a life of luxury with everything provided for him at home, clean up and tidy up by himself?
Qin Yuanshen hummed, raised his feet and sat back.
Qin Yuanshen paused, turned his head to look at me, and said in disbelief, "Is this true?"
The driver wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head to look at me, and explained: "Master, the car seems to be fine. It can be started."
Wenxuan nodded, "Dad, take him upstairs."
I walked out of the living room and took a look around. A hint of surprise flashed in my eyes. I thought I would see garbage all over the floor, but I was surprised that it was quite clean and tidy.
When the driver came to the front of the car, he found that there was no dead crow on the ground.
Li Shu raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, [How did your phone end up in Taoist Jingchen's hands?]
"Not your master's master, the founder of your Qingfeng Temple!" Wenxuan said.
Qin Yuanshen's expression was quite simple, as if he had something to say. He then noticed a pile of yellow paper and asked, "Is that also paper money to burn for his ancestor?"
I was startled and opened my eyes to find that the car had stopped. I frowned and looked at the driver in the back seat, "What's wrong? What was that noise just now?"
upstairs.
Li Shu: [Yes, Uncle Master, I was very mean to you. By the way, Sister Li, when will he come to your Taoist temple again?]
When I saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in my eyes. I thought I had hit a cat or a dog, but I didn't expect it to be a crow.
But I probably didn't think enough. I guess Wenxuan asked the cleaning staff to come and clean up regularly.
Bai Shantao nodded in concern, thinking it was just bad luck, and urged: "Let's go, go back quickly."
"There's nothing wrong with lying to him. You don't clean every day." Wenxuan said.
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