Chapter 438 Luck 8
"takeout?"
Ding Meiling picked up some money, but she didn't use it, so she handed it to the police.
Jiang Chen's meal was actually a takeaway, but he was also very carefree. He dared to eat it without even knowing who ordered it, and he was not afraid of getting hurt.
"Yes, takeout. I ordered barbecue and another one was fried rice noodles. Master, will I die?"
Jiang Chen was now completely panicked. He subconsciously wanted to grab Qing Yanrou's arm again, but was frightened by Chu Tingbai's eyes and withdrew his hand in time.
He rubbed the sofa with his hands nervously, looking at Qing Yanrou eagerly.
"He would have died, but now he can't."
If it weren't for Qing Yanrou, Jiang Chen would most likely have died there when the billboard fell today.
His original luck was better than Ding Meiling's, but his luck disappeared much faster than hers.
Ding Meiling originally gave the money to the police and did not use it, so she survived for half a month.
Jiang Chen ate everything and used that person's things, so he almost couldn't survive three days.
His condition is much more serious than Ding Meiling's.
What worries Qing Yanrou now is that it’s not just the two of them whose luck has been stolen.
What exactly does the person who steals luck behind the scenes want to do?
"It's good that I won't die, it's good that I won't die."
After knowing that he would not die, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
He slumped on the sofa, his face full of joy at surviving the disaster.
"If you don't get back your stolen luck, you will continue to be unlucky in the future, and it will be easy for you to meet the King of Hell if you are not careful."
"Ah! Master, please, you must save me. I can pay you. My family is not short of money!"
Qing Yanrou's light words made Jiang Chen's heart, which had just calmed down, rise up again.
He sat up straight abruptly and looked at Qing Yanrou with an urgent and pleading expression.
He didn't want to die. He was only twenty years old, his best years had just begun, and he had never been in love!
"Don't be impatient."
Qing Yanrou stood up from the sofa, looked around his house carefully, and finally locked onto a Stitch doll next to the TV.
She walked over and picked up the doll, feeling it carefully with both hands. Suddenly, there was a part inside that was harder than other places, and it was not velvet.
She exerted force with both hands and tore off the cloth covering the doll.
"What is that?"
Although Jiang Chen didn't know why she did this, when he saw Qing Yanrou suddenly take out a piece of paper from the doll, he asked with some confusion.
How come he didn't know there was paper in here?
No, when did we get this Stitch at home?
“It…it…it…we didn’t have this at home before!!!”
Jiang Chen felt unwell.
He remembered clearly that there was no Stitch doll at home.
A few days ago, when he was in the mood to clean the house, he found nothing next to the TV except the two Ultraman figures he placed!
"Is this your birth date?"
Qing Yanrou handed him the piece of paper with his birth date written on it.
In fact, she knew it must be his birth date without asking, but she still needed to confirm it.
Jiang Chen looked at Stitch, who had been torn by Qing Yanrou, with horror on his face. Now seeing her handing him the note, he was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva.
But looking at Qing Yanrou's calm face, his wildly beating heart inexplicably calmed down a lot.
"It's... it's mine."
Jiang Chen took the note, looked at the familiar date on it, and spoke haltingly.
"Master, this Stitch is something I didn't have at home before. Where did this come from?"
Jiang Chen has been staying at home since his parents went on a trip, and the last time he goes out is to take out the trash.
Today's trip to the supermarket was the longest distance he had walked in the past ten days.
He didn't even know when this thing appeared in this house. It was too weird and scary.
The piece of paper with his birth date in his hand was like a hot potato at this moment, and Jiang Chen threw it away without thinking.
However, the note did not fall to the ground in the end. Instead, it was controlled by Qing Yanrou's spiritual power and floated into her hands.
Not only is his birth date written on it, but because the time was not far away, the aura of the person behind him can also be faintly retained on it.
Now it's easy to find him.
"I'll do it."
Chu Tingbai took the note from her hand, extracted the faint breath from it, and took the paper figure she had cut.
He directed his aura to the paper figure, then passed his spiritual energy into it, and instantly the paper figure came to life.
It floated up from Chu Tingbai's palm, turned a few times on the spot, and then floated directly out of the window.
"return."
After hearing Chu Tingbai's voice, the paper man turned around and stood still, tilting his flat head and looking at him in confusion.
But it only stayed there for two seconds, and the next moment it floated back obediently and landed in the palm of his hand.
Chu Tingbai raised his other hand and stroked the paper man's body.
The next second, Jiang Chen and Lin Ximeng saw the paper man disappear from his palm inexplicably.
"Ah, where did the paper man go?"
Lin Ximeng had previously seen a huge python in the inkstone, and was only surprised for a moment by the paper figure that came to life.
But now it disappeared right before her eyes, and she was surprised again and didn't know how to describe her feelings at the moment.
Not to mention Jiang Chen, the degree of shock he felt at this moment was comparable to when he was almost killed by the billboard just now.
"Take this."
Qing Yanrou looked at their eager expressions and curled her lips slightly, then gave each of them a talisman.
After taking the talisman, the two saw that the paper man was still standing obediently in Chu Tingbai's big palm.
Seeing that the two of them were looking at it with curiosity and surprise, it tilted its head and looked at them.
"Okay, now let it lead the way, let's go."
When the paper man heard the order, it happily floated from Chu Tingbai's hand to the window.
Jiang Chen's house was on the seventeenth floor. The paper man floated to the window and looked at the tall building. His short legs seemed to become weak and suddenly became limp.
It landed directly on the windowsill with a thud.
"Is it afraid of heights?"
Lin Ximeng looked at Qing Yanrou in disbelief.
Qing Yanrou looked at Chu Tingbai with some surprise.
The paper figures she had cut earlier were all disposable. Once the spiritual energy inside them dried up, they became just pieces of waste paper.
And their actions are all under her instructions, without any independent consciousness.
She had just felt that this paper figure was a little different, and now it was completely confirmed.
It actually has its own independent consciousness!
Why are the paper figures made by the apprentice more advanced than those made by the master?
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