The girl looked extremely anxious and her voice was broken from shouting, but Assistant Zhang acted as if he didn't hear her. He still stood respectfully not far from Xia Yiqian and didn't respond to the girl at all.
Xia Yiqian was really annoyed by her noise. She looked at her expressionlessly and said coldly, "So noisy."
The air suddenly became quiet, and Assistant Zhang and the girl in school uniform looked at her in surprise.
Assistant Zhang remembered that Xia Yiqian was a master who could go through the gates of hell and borrow passages. Suddenly, his scalp tingled and he asked stiffly, "Are you quarreling?"
He didn't say anything just now! There are only two of them in this room, don't scare him like that!
Without waiting for Assistant Zhang to resolve her inner confusion, the stunned girl looked at Xia Yiqian with her eyes instantly brightening. She rushed to Xia Yiqian and said excitedly, "Can you hear me?!"
She wanted to reach out and pull Xia Yiqian, but as soon as she touched the person, it was like touching a hot iron, and she was burned so much that she withdrew her hand instantly.
With a cry of "Wow!", he burst into tears miserably.
The little girl shook her scalded hand and pleaded, crying, "It's been several days. I talked to them but they ignored me. Can you please save my brother?"
I beg you, my brother is a good man. If it were any later, that woman would have succeeded. Please save him!"
Xia Yiqian could naturally see that the little girl was not a human, but a ghost that had died not long ago.
Her eyes fell on the little girl's hand, which was corroded by evil spirits and emitted black smoke. She looked away with a guilty conscience, and finally fixed her gaze on Assistant Zhang as if nothing had happened.
As if nothing had happened, he asked Assistant Zhang, "Did a little girl who called you uncle die in your family recently?"
Assistant Zhang's expression suddenly changed. A sob got stuck in his throat, his eyes turned slightly red, and his voice trembled a little. "Is she... here?"
When the little girl heard Assistant Zhang mention her, she immediately stood up, not caring about the pain of her injury, and urged Xia Yiqian, "Little sister, my name is Zhang Nianci.
My uncle looks like a decent person, but he actually loves to read girls' comics. He hides all those comic books under his bed.
If you tell my uncle, she will believe my identity.
Can you help me urge him? I really can’t wait any longer, or he’ll be completely wiped out! "
Xia Yiqian, the "little girl" who has lived for thousands of years: ...
She looked at the little girl, her voice flat and simple, "As far as I can remember, I've lived through a thousand winters and summers.
I’m not a little girl.”
Little girl:!!!
Assistant Zhang: !!?
Although Assistant Zhang couldn't hear what Zhang Nianzhi said, he could hear what Xia Yiqian said.
When I heard the words "I have lived through a thousand winters and summers", I felt obviously unwell and my heart was pounding with fear.
Crushing zombies with one hand and opening the ghost gate, all the incredible things seem to have found the correct explanation.
But the fact that a person can live to be over a thousand years old is the most inexplicable thing, okay?!
Could it be that the girl in front of me is not human at all? ! !
After saying that, Xia Yiqian no longer paid attention to Zhang Nianci, but looked at Assistant Zhang, whose face had turned so blue from fright that it looked no different from a green zombie.
"The girl said she was Zhang Nianci, and she said your girl's comics were hidden under the bed, and her brother was dying, so she asked you to save her brother."
Assistant Zhang's face lost all its blue color and turned completely pale.
With trembling hands, he quickly took out his cell phone and made a nervous call.
As soon as the call was picked up, he anxiously roared, "Brother! Where is Nian'an? He's in danger, go save him! If you're any later, he'll die!!!"
There are only two children in his brother's family. Nianci died in a car accident. If something happens to Nian'an, his eldest brother and sister-in-law will probably commit suicide by lying on the railway tracks overnight!
With Xia Yiqian's very good hearing, she could clearly hear the continuous "ping-pong-clang" sounds coming from the small square box. It was obvious that she was very anxious.
Zhang Nianci was stunned, and it took her a long time to react. She waved her hands frantically at Xia Yiqian, "No, no! My ancestor, you are wrong!
It’s not my biological brother, it’s my idol! My biological brother should be in school now, he’s fine! "
Xia Yiqian tilted her head in confusion. "Male god? How popular is he? Does anyone truly believe in him?"
Nowadays, gods are taking a more people-friendly approach. They are no longer called xx God, but are called brother?
So when she builds the temple, should she call it "Sister Qianqian" Temple to gain more faith?
Zhang Nianci was completely bewildered. Did chasing celebrities require such a high price now? How long had she not been online? And she couldn't keep up with the latest trends?
The girl said firmly, “I don’t know about the incense, but there are really many people who believe in him.
He is my faith!"
Xia Yiqian looked at her infatuated expression and thought that this "god" might have some kind of charm. Otherwise, how could he fool a good girl like a fool?
Assistant Zhang, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, also heard something wrong at this time. He looked at where Xia Yiqian's eyes were, and the smile on his face gradually became "kind".
Ask this unknown species who claims to be a thousand years old, "Did she say 'male god' instead of 'real brother'?"
The little girl was frightened by her uncle's smile and shrank back subconsciously. Thinking of the cause of her own death, she didn't dare to say a word and whispered softly: "My brother's life is also very important!"
Xia Yiqian didn't quite understand what was going on, but she still answered truthfully: "Yes."
Assistant Zhang's panic-stricken aura instantly disappeared, and he returned to his previous elite mode.
He reached out and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, his voice cold, "If that kind of person dies, then he's dead. At most, we can call the police for him."
As he spoke, he started making phone calls and really wasn't planning on going alone.
"Hello? Police station? I have news..."
"Address? Wait a minute, let me ask..."
However, just as he was making the call and wanted to ask Xia Yiqian for her address, something unexpected happened.
The entire conference hall was empty, where was anyone?
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