"I think this octopus ball is delicious. It tastes really good, better than the ones at the entrance of our school. Try it—"
Feng Jing picked up a small meatball with a skewer and handed it to Wei Mian's mouth. Just as she was about to say, "Try it," she suddenly felt a warm current flowing out, and her whole body froze.
Then Wei Mian saw her face turn completely red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wei Mian was surprised, "What's wrong?"
Feng Jing looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to her, then she leaned close to Wei Mian's ear and whispered, "I think my period has come."
Wei Mian: “…”
Feng Jing was wearing a pair of light blue jeans on her lower body. If there were any bloodstains showing through, it would definitely be very obvious.
Wei Mian also pretended to lower his head to tie his shoelaces just like she had just done. He glanced at her butt calmly, then took off his sunscreen jacket and handed it to her.
Feng Jing pretended to be calm, wrapped it around her waist, and coughed lightly.
"I suddenly remembered that I left my phone at the hotel. I'll go back and get it and come back later."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
The purpose of the group today was to visit the night market, so the hotel they chose was only a few hundred meters away from here. Feng Jing went back to change clothes, and the round trip took less than half an hour.
Feng Yue: “……?”
He had just seen Feng Jing using her phone to pay? Why was she saying she didn't have it with her now?
But he didn't ask out loud, and just walked around the nearby stalls with Wei Mian.
Half an hour later, Feng Jing still hadn't come back. Wei Mian felt a little strange and thought that she might want to take a shower, so he waited for a while. It was almost forty minutes, but there was still no sign of her.
She couldn't help but frown. It was a bit strange that he hadn't come back for such a long time and didn't even call.
She took out her cell phone and called Feng Jing.
The phone rang three times in a row but no one answered. Wei Mian was about to hang up when she heard a noise from the other end. She hurriedly asked:
"Why haven't you come back yet?"
Feng Jing's voice was a little unclear. "I, I'm not feeling well. I need to lie down for a while."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Wei Mian to reply.
Wei Mian frowned, feeling even more strange now. She put the things in her hands into Feng Yue's arms and said, "Go back."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked quickly towards the hotel, and Feng Yue hurriedly followed.
Wei Mian specifically asked the front desk and confirmed that Feng Jing had really gone upstairs. He felt a little relieved, but he still did not let his guard down and took the elevator all the way to the twelfth floor.
The two of them asked for a room card at that time. Feng Jing had taken it when she went back to change clothes. Wei Mian had to knock on the door to enter the room.
"Dangdangdang"
The rustling sounds in the room suddenly stopped.
Wei Mian pretended not to hear and continued knocking on the door.
After a while, footsteps were heard from inside, but these footsteps were a little different from usual.
"Click"
The door was opened a crack, and one of Feng Jing's eyes appeared from the crack.
Seeing Wei Mian standing outside the door, a trace of panic flashed across his eyes, but quickly disappeared.
"Why are you back?"
Wei Mian already had some guesses in his mind, but he still said nonchalantly, "You're not feeling well, aren't you? I bought you a roast chicken to help you replenish your energy."
Feng Yue, who was one step behind: "..."
How come he didn't know there was roast chicken? When did you buy it? He was kind of craving it too!
When Feng Jing heard there was roast chicken, her eyes lit up immediately, and the gap in the door she was blocking became much wider. "Give it to me quickly, I'm a little hungry!"
"Open the door. If I don't come in, what are you going to eat?"
Feng Jing was a little hesitant, but thinking of the delicious roast chicken, she reluctantly opened the door.
Wei Mian narrowed her eyes and became more certain of her guess, but she didn't show anything and followed Feng Jing into the room.
Feng Yue was about to catch up, but was kicked by Wei Mian and then locked outside the door.
Feng Yue: "...I'm hungry too."
With a clang, the door closed in front of him, and a clear voice came from inside: "There's no place for you."
There was no way Feng Yue could break into the room. It would be fine if only Feng Jing was inside, but Wei Mian was also there. Hearing this, he just touched his nose and returned to the room silently.
At this time, Wei Mian entered the room and was observing Feng Jing's back in front of her. She clearly felt that her walking speed was much slower and her steps were a bit stiff. Even at this time, she was still talking.
"Where's the roast chicken?"
"It's in the bag!"
Wei Mian blocked it with his body and reached directly into his bag, trying to take out a talisman, but found that there was no suitable one in the bag.
When Feng Jing heard that the roast chicken was in the bag, she quickly turned around and said with a smile, "Give it to me!"
Wei Mian looked at her face and saw that Feng Jing, who originally had big eyes and a turned-up nose, now had her eyes squeezed together uncontrollably, her nose wrinkled, and she would sniff like a mouse from time to time.
Even those eyes that were squeezed together were moving around dishonestly, as if looking for the roast chicken that Wei Mian had just mentioned.
The movements and expressions were exactly like those of a weasel, and there was an obvious vulgarity about them.
Wei Mian couldn't help but close his eyes. It was really too eye-catching.
She took a step back. "You broke my spell, and I haven't even come to you yet, yet you actually came to me on your own, and you even dared to implicate innocent people."
After Feng Jing was possessed by this thing, she was bound to fall ill.
Feng Jing spun around and licked her lips. Her voice became the same vague one she had on the phone. She suddenly pounced on Wei Mian, "Where's the roast chicken? Give it to me now!"
Wei Mian and Feng Yue had just eaten a lot of snacks at the night market, so their bodies were contaminated with the smell of various foods. That's why the weasel believed her so easily when she said she brought back roast chicken.
Wei Mian dodged her first pounce, but this thing was also on guard against Wei Mian. Seeing her dodge, it braked in time. However, this pounce also made her understand a fact.
Wei Mian didn’t have any roast chicken in his hand at all. This guy was simply lying to him!
The weasel suddenly became angry, and controlled Feng Jing's body to rush up again, picked up the slippers on the ground and hit Wei Mian on the head.
Wei Mian couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw this scene. This showed how dissatisfied he was with her hitting him with slippers before, so he was thinking of revenge at this time.
Feng Jing rushed over with great force. Wei Mian waited until she was almost close to him before dodging sideways and pulling out his peach wood sword from his bag.
Wei Mian just realized that the talisman in her bag was used to drive away ghosts. The yellow-skinned man could not be considered a ghost at the moment, so the talisman was probably of no use.
In fact, it would be best to hit it with a peach wood branch at this time, but Wei Mian didn't have one, so he could only use a peach wood sword.
But a peach wood sword alone was definitely not enough, so she took out cinnabar while dodging and quickly wrote and drew on the peach wood sword. In just a few breaths, a golden light flashed and the talisman was completed.
"Feng Jing" subconsciously took a step back after seeing the golden light.
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