Can't you tell me? What a pity.
"Miss Wen, can you see the little ghost next to me?"
Nangong Jue changed the subject and asked her gently.
"Of course I can see it!"
Wen Xi raised her hand, said "Excuse me", walked past Nangong Jue and squeezed into the room. While they were still distracted, she walked directly to the bedside and saw Wang Qinghe lying lifeless with an oxygen mask on, his amber pupils flickering with golden light.
She raised her hand and lightly tapped Wang Qinghe's arm. His clenched fist loosened, and a wisp of soul floated out of it and was instantly grasped by Wen Xi.
Nangong Jue saw this scene as soon as he turned around, his eyebrows raised slightly, and there was obvious surprise in his eyes.
“You you you!”
Miao Tong originally wanted to scold her, but when she saw her pinching the soul so easily, she opened her mouth in surprise, like a tape recorder.
"I said I smelled the scent of a living soul, and it's here indeed. Of his three souls and seven spirits, one soul and two spirits are still inside his body. He has been holding this soul in his palm all this time, so he better let it return to his body as soon as possible."
Wen Xi sighed softly, opened his hands, blew gently, and sent the wisp of soul into Wang Qinghe's body.
Wang Qinghe trembled all over and continued to breathe steadily.
Nangong Jue was shocked. The look in his eyes when he looked at Wen Xi was completely different. His eyes were filled with a fiery light. He said in disbelief, "You can actually send souls directly into the body? I've never seen such a technique before. Who are you? Who is your master? Are you also from the Xuanmen family?"
He took two steps forward. If it weren't for the reserve of a young master from a noble family, he would have approached Wen Xi directly and started a good conversation with her.
Wen Xi shook his head and said, "No, I just came from a Taoist temple in the mountains. I don't have much toilet water."
"Just the fact that you can control living souls and send souls into bodies makes you no ordinary person. I wonder where Miss Wen's Taoist temple is? Who is her master? When I get home, I must tell my father and ask him to come visit."
Nangong Jue was very excited. He originally thought that he had achieved great accomplishments in metaphysics among the younger generation, but he didn't expect that there are always better things to do. He didn't want to miss this opportunity to improve himself.
"Well, it's just a small, run-down Taoist temple on Ema Mountain. As for my master... he's long since retired and doesn't like worldly matters. He won't let me mention his name, and he won't meet outsiders. It's best to give up on this idea as soon as possible."
Wen Xi calmly dismissed his thoughts, also for their own good. If she really mentioned her master's name, they would probably be scared to death.
Nangong Jue was instantly depressed, "Really? That's such a pity."
"Wait, Master Nangong, what exactly does this mean? Is my son holding his soul in his hand? This... Miss Wen, has recovered my son's soul?"
Mr. Wang only saw a general idea, but as an ordinary person, he could not see the soul. He only saw Wang Qinghe's whole body trembling. After listening to what Nangong Jue said, he understood what he meant.
Nangong Jue regained his gentle and elegant demeanor and said calmly, "Yes, Miss Wen is very powerful. She recovered a trace of your son's soul. Now there is still one soul and five spirits that need to be recovered."
President Wang was so overjoyed that he almost knelt down before her. "Miss Wen, I was blind to your true worth. It turns out you are truly a Heavenly Master. Please save my son. I'll pay any price, even my own life."
Song Shiming also immediately raised his eyebrows and said happily, "I told you, Uncle Wang, Wen Xi is very powerful. She will definitely be able to wake up Wang Qinghe."
Although Miao Tong was in awe of Wen Xi, she still pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "You can't cheat. The deposit has been paid. This business was agreed to by my young master. Since we have already received the money, we will definitely help your son collect his soul. We can't steal business."
Mr. Wang naturally didn't want to offend the Nangong family, so he smiled awkwardly, "Of course, I'll pay the money. I just want to ask Miss Wen to help as well. Isn't that safer? I can pay two installments."
Miao Tong snorted softly, "Our Nangong family has never worked with others before. This clearly shows that they don't trust us. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have taken this business."
"Miaotong, don't say too much."
Nangong Jue lowered his eyes and spoke softly. Although his tone was gentle, Miaotong closed her mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.
"I don't need your life, nor do I need you to pay me extra. I agreed to save people because I accepted Song Shiming's order. If I really need to pay, he should pay me. Besides, when I exorcised the ghost, I also did that wronged ghost a favor."
Wen Xi brushed off his kindness, as if she had thought of something. Her eyes curved, and she leaned closer to Mr. Wang and lowered her voice and said, "If you want to thank me, why not tell me quietly how much the Xuanmen family charges for taking orders?"
"this…"
Mr. Wang looked a little embarrassed. He stole a glance at Nangong Jue and saw that he was looking away with a smile on his lips, as if he couldn't hear what they were saying. He breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated whether to tell her.
After thinking it over again and again, he quietly made a gesture to her.
Three fingers open?
Wen Xi pursed her lips, her eyes shining. She felt that this slap would cost at least three hundred thousand. This price was really good. If she could get a few more supernatural events like this, she would have enough money to develop the app.
Nangong Jue covered his fist and coughed lightly, then took the initiative to ask, "Miss Wen, what do you mean by agreeing to do that wronged ghost a favor?"
"The ghost that possessed Wang Qinghe that day was a ghost who died unjustly. If you don't eliminate his resentment, you won't be able to save Wang Qinghe."
Wen Xi said firmly, "There is still one soul and five spirits. Even if you collect them all, you must clear the ghost energy from him so that the soul can wake up stably."
Nangong Jue suddenly realized, "No wonder I feel that Wang Qinghe has a strong ghost aura. This ghost aura is not weak. I originally thought it was contaminated by the previous possession. Now I know that it is because the resentment of the wronged ghost is constantly growing through his body, and the magnetic field repels each other, so his soul was scared away. Even if I find it, the magnetic field is not corresponding, and it will produce a rejection reaction and cannot wake up."
Wen Xi showed an approving look and nodded gently, saying, "Yes, that's what I meant. It seems that your comprehension ability is very good."
Being praised by Wen Xi, Nangong Jue raised his lips and revealed a gentle smile, and said very politely, "Miss Wen, I wonder if I have the honor to go with you to deal with this wronged ghost. As for the reward, I can give you half of the reward that Mr. Wang gave me."
Split in half?
Wen Xi smiled brightly, and said with her red lips slightly opened, "Ah, meeting is fate, it's not about money. Now that you say so, let's act together."
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