My wife is a passerby villain

The thin man looked at the file bag that was piled up at that moment, his mouth was slightly open and he was speechless. Finally, he threw the half-smoked cigarette into the can and said tiredly: "Oh... you can go out first."

."

Yin Hang could understand the other party's mood, because when he was filling in these last night, his mentality was quite broken.

After finding a creaky public seat and sitting down, Yin Hang looked around and found that the middle-aged man in a suit had left.

What followed was a long wait. Almost twenty minutes later, Yin Hang was adjusting the settings of his new mobile phone when a young man suddenly ran over from the left side of the corridor.

After he glanced at Yin Hang with a strange expression, he opened the door and entered the smoke-filled examination room next to him.

Almost five minutes later, from the left end of the corridor, another man running with a briefcase in his hand ran up. Because he ran so fast, his tie flew up.

He was also next to Yin Hang, staring at him for a moment, then straightened his clothes and walked in breathing heavily.

The young man not far away suddenly felt a little evil, and then began to set his sights on Yin Hang.

The middle-aged woman opposite him still lowered her head and quietly flipped through the information in her hand.

But a few minutes later, there was movement again.

This time it was on the right side of the corridor. A bearded man came down from the stairs. He was wearing a vest, shorts and slippers. After looking at Yin Hang with the same frown, he let out a hiss and hurried into the examination room.

room.

Seeing this, the young man in the distance finally couldn't sit still anymore. He touched his waist and came over. When Yin Hang wasn't paying attention, he leaned directly next to him, put his arm on his shoulder, and greeted him warmly:

"Brother, my long-lost brother, I finally found you."

Yin Hang just noticed that something was wrong with this person's eyes, but he didn't expect that he was directly posted without paying attention.

"Who are you?" Yin Hang didn't care about such a familiar person, but it was the other person's arm around each other that made him a little uncomfortable.

"What's your background? Brother, these faces are so familiar to me. I even broke my legs trying to get them to sign." The young man said with envy on his face: "This is the first time in my life that I have seen leaders ask for their signatures.

Running errands."

"I have no background," Yin Hang took the other person's arm and said, "I think you may have misunderstood."

"I understand, I understand, I have misunderstood you," the young man said knowingly, "Can you make friends with me?"

"Okay, but don't be like this. Just talk normally." Yin Hang said and moved to the side. After all, the other party was pressed against him like this. It was summer again and it was really hot.

"Zhe Youzhi, I will never give it to the leader of the sect in vain. I am very happy to meet my brothers." Zhe Youzhi said with a smile and stretched out his hand.

"Yin Hang."

After Yin Hang finished saying his name, he stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and then asked with some confusion: "Sect Master?"

"Yes, the executive director of Jinxiu District's special projects and the educational instructor of the Absolute Religion is directly affiliated with the Huainan Provincial Special Academy..."

"Wait a minute," Yin Hang raised his hand and interrupted with some embarrassment: "I have just come into contact with these, so you said a lot, and I can't understand it at all."

"I don't understand...oh!" He Youzhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he took out a small plastic bag from the inner pocket of his clothes with great difficulty.

"What is this?" Yin Hang asked with some confusion as he looked at the other person shaking it slightly and seeing the seven or eight small things like rice grains in the plastic bag.

"Lingshi!" After Ze Youzhi finished speaking, he handed it to Yin Hang's hand and said with a smile: "Please accept this small meeting gift."

Yin Hang knew that the other party saw the leaders looking at him and misunderstood that he had a background and was trying to please him.

But he himself was a little confused when he was looked at, and he didn't know how to explain this misunderstanding.

However, now that he saw the spiritual stone handed to him by the other party, he wanted to pretend to understand for a moment.

As set in the original work, aura can refine some concepts and turn them into actual abilities or actual existences.

Then one wonders, can one use Reiki to refine the concept of Reiki?

After repeated refining experiments, something called a spiritual stone appeared.

But according to the original book, shouldn't the spirit stone be lumpy, palm-sized, angular, like a rock?

What's going on with these rice grains?

However, Yin Hang took the plastic bag and observed it carefully for a moment before returning it to the other party and saying, "My talent is extremely poor... I am no different from ordinary people and cannot be used."

It's not that Yin Hang doesn't want it.

But firstly, he really doesn’t need it, and secondly, taking other people’s things for nothing on the basis of misunderstanding will easily make others miss him.

"The use of spiritual stones has nothing to do with talent," He Youzhi said with some confusion: "If this is not a controlled resource, even ordinary people can use it to nourish the body and invest in medical treatment... And this is just a greeting gift?

"

Yin Hang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't remember this setting. After all, the protagonist didn't have such troubles.

After Yin Hang thought for a moment, he tried to ask: "How to use it specifically?"

Youzhi was stunned for a moment, then explained: "Well... it's very simple, just absorb it as high-concentration spiritual energy. If you don't have the corresponding foundation, just crush it and apply it externally."

After hearing this, Yin Hang carefully took out one tablet as the other party said. It felt like a very small piece of soap, a little slippery, but after a gentle rub, it disappeared.

"Don't use it now...it's gone?" Zhi Youzhi was about to remind him, but in the blink of an eye he saw that there was nothing between Yin Hang's fingers.

Yin Hang observed the position where the spirit stone disappeared from his hand, feeling that nothing was left and nothing happened.

"Don't you feel it..." He Youzhi said blankly.

"No, maybe my talent is really poor." Yin Hang smiled awkwardly, sealed the plastic bag, and handed it back to Zhe Youzhi.

"Brother, your theoretical knowledge or background is a bit scary." He Youzhi suddenly felt incredible. After all, the other party's talent is probably infinitely close to that of ordinary people.

"I think you really misunderstood." Yin Hang tried to change positions. After all, it was impossible for the other party to continue to be suspicious like this.

Seeing that Yin Hang wanted to leave, Ping Youzhi gritted his teeth, rummaged in his inner pocket for a long time, and finally took out something wrapped in yellow paper.

After opening the yellow paper, a white spiritual stone like a Go chess piece lay quietly in the center of the yellow paper.

"This is my family's fortune. Brother, will you try again?"

"Is this appropriate?" Yin Hang said hesitantly, after all, the other party looked very distressed.

Youzhi coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment, but his eyes were still fixed on his spirit stone, and he regretted slightly: "Don't... just don't rub it too much."

Yin Hang nodded, and after taking it, he gently touched the white jade-like spiritual stone with his thumb.

In an instant, the spiritual stone, which was originally as round as a chess piece, suddenly sunk in as if a pit had been dug directly.

Qi Youzhi took a deep breath instantly, and his whole face turned pale.

He quickly took the spirit stone back, carefully wrapped it in yellow paper, put it tightly back in his inner pocket, and then asked with a sad expression on his face: "Don't you feel anything yet? With this big amount, even if

Even stone has melted into glass."

And Yin Hang looked at his slightly red thumb...it seemed to be a little warm?

But for a moment, he didn't know if this kind of heat was a psychological effect or if it was really caused by spiritual energy.

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