The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Wen Ziyao just curled up on the bed, wrapped in long red pajamas.

The body has already merged with the red sheet, and only one head is exposed outside.

It seemed extremely abrupt.

It was as if the head had been cut off and placed on the bed.

Makes the scalp tingly and short of breath.

The pale as paper complexion, against the bright red bed sheet, looked extremely shocking.

The big floor-to-ceiling mirror opposite the end of the bed reflected everyone in the room.

"Yaoyao, wake up." Shen Suhua patted Wen Ziyao's shoulder, trying to wake her up.

But Wen Ziyao kept her eyes closed and her eyebrows tightly furrowed, as if she was having a nightmare.

Beads of sweat came out almost immediately on his forehead.

Chu Jin looked at the layout of the room calmly and narrowed his eyes slightly. Except for this floor-to-ceiling mirror, every decoration in this room is fine.

Red is fire, and the mirror is facing the head of the bed, which is obviously a taboo in Feng Shui.

The role of mirrors in Feng Shui is mainly to reflect the evil spirits that are coming directly, so as to prevent people from being overwhelmed by the evil spirits.

In the same way, the mirror has both reflection and absorption functions. If the mirror faces the bed, it will take the opportunity to absorb the Yang Qi in the early morning when the Yang Qi in the body is weakest.

The reflected light from the mirror is a bad ray, and the mirror faces the bed.

When absorbing the yang energy in the human body at night, it will also reflect the evil energy received during the day into the human body. There are ghosts pressing the bed, ghosts on the body and so on.

Moreover, the rotten smell in this room is too strong, and it is obvious that this is the source of those smells.

Chu Jin slowly looked away from the floor-to-ceiling mirror, looked up at Shen Suhua, and said lightly, "Aunt Shen, do you mind if I look around?"

Shen Suhua nodded, "Of course."

Not only did Chu Jin walk from the inner room to the outer room slowly, and then went to the bathroom, frowning lightly, but didn't find anything unusual.

Moreover, that damp and rotten smell became stronger the closer it was to Wen Ziyao.

It was as if those smells emanated from Wen Ziyao's body.

At this moment, there was a sudden 'Ah! ’ a scream.

Very frightening sound!

It makes people's scalp tingle.

Hearing the sound, Chu Jin quickly walked into the room, and saw that Wen Ziyao, who was curled up on the bed, had already woken up. At this moment, she was hugging Shen Suhua tightly, trembling all over, and her empty eyes were full of horror.

"Don't come...don't come...Lin Xiaoman! Mom Lin Xiaoman came to look for me, she came to look for me, your death has nothing to do with me, you committed suicide, you go, you go!"

Wen Ziyao spoke incoherently, her voice was very weird, at the end, she pushed Shen Suhua away, pulled up the quilt, shrank to the head of the bed, and carefully looked at everyone in the room.

The expression was very panicked.

At this time, Wen Ziyao didn't look a little bit like Miss Wen's family, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, the corners of her lips were dry and chapped, with dead skin, her hair was dull, and her temples were deeply sunken. Go down, skinny, look out of shape, extremely down and out.

Shen Suhua wiped away her tears in distress, and reached out to touch Wen Ziyao's head. Looking at the hand stretched towards her, Wen Ziyao's eyes widened, as if seeing something terrifying, her body shook like a sieve.

It's like being in the abyss of hell.

"Lin Xiaoman, hurry up, hurry up, don't come to me..."

Shen Suhua sighed deeply, finally withdrew her hand, and cried to everyone, "Since the accident, Yaoyao has always been like this, no one knows her..."

Li Yu frowned slightly, took a step forward, sat on the edge of the bed, and showed a very friendly smile to Wen Ziyao, "Yaoyao, do you remember me? I'm Li Yu, we were best friends when we were young, you still said , when you grow up, you want to travel around the world with me, now that I’m back, will you still keep your original promise?”

In Wen Ziyao's eyes, Li Yan, with bright eyes and white teeth, has already become another person.

is her!

It's Lin Xiaoman!

She smiled and said, "Yaoyao, I'm back, you are living a good life now, do you still remember the promise between us?"

Li Yan in front of her turned into a fierce ghost with disheveled hair, crawled out of the 18th floor of hell, and rushed straight towards her.

Lin Xiaoman came back, and Lin Xiaoman came to him to fulfill his promise.

Wen Ziyao looked at Li Yan, trembling with fright, short of breath, feeling cold all over her body, she screamed at the end, rolled her eyes, and passed out directly.

"Auntie... this?" Li Yan looked at Shen Suhua at a loss.

She doesn't look that scary, does she?

How could you just scare people into a faint?

Shen Suhua's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse, "Hey, it has nothing to do with you."

"Master Chu, is Yaoyao still alive?" Shen Suhua looked up at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin took out a dagger from his backpack. Under the light, the sharp knife was shining with a cold light.

"I'll try it first," she said.

Hearing this, Li Yu's complexion was a little ugly, this Shen Suhua actually ignored him, a famous doctor who had returned from studying abroad, and asked a wild girl who didn't even graduate from high school.

It's really blind to gold and jade.

Mistaking fish eyes for pearls.

He clearly told Shen Suhua that he was sure to cure Wen Ziyao's illness, but in front of Song Shiqin, didn't he purposely make himself unable to step down?

Could it be that a sea turtle, a famous doctor who has stayed abroad, is not as good as a wild girl?

She wants to see what a wild girl can do!

Just relying on a wild girl to cure Wen Ziyao?

What a joke!

Putting the dagger aside, Chu Jin then took out a pen and paper from his backpack.

Holding a pen in one hand, pressing the paper with the other, leaning over and lowering his eyes, something is written on the paper.

The expression is very serious and serious.

Zhang Zijun looked over curiously, and couldn't help but sigh, "Miss Chu's handwriting is really beautiful, and she must have practiced it for many years."

"Well, I've practiced for about ten years." Chu Jin's tone was flat.

"No wonder," Zhang Zijun stroked his chin, and continued, "Except Brother Song, you are the second person I have ever met with such beautiful handwriting."

Not only is the handwriting beautiful, but it also has personality.

The low-key reveals the publicity, the delicateness does not lose the heroic spirit, and the stippling shows a majestic demeanor.

Just like her whole person, she is very recognizable.

Make it impossible to copy.

Hear the words.

Li Yan's face was a little pale, and wherever he went, there was always that luminous spot.

Why was it completely ignored today?

These people acted as if they hadn't seen him, especially Song Shiqin, who was his blind date anyway, someone who would accompany him for the rest of his life, but he actually ignored him and regarded himself as air!

Li Yu subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Song Shiqin, but saw Song Shiqin's eyes fell on the wild girl who lowered her eyes and wrote.

Could it be that I am not as attractive as a wild girl?

Li Yu secretly adjusted her breathing, trying to calm herself down.

Today, she must let Song Shiqin completely remember herself!

No man has ever dared to ignore his own existence.

After writing, Chu Jin handed the paper to Shen Suhua, "Auntie Shen, please ask someone to prepare these things for me."

Shen Suhua took the paper and nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll go right away."

At the right time, Li Yu stood up and said softly, "Auntie, let me prepare, you just stay here with Yaoyao."

Shen Suhua refused, "You are a guest, how can I let you go?"

"What kind of guest, Auntie, I grew up with Yaoyao since I was a child, and I love her as sisters. Seeing her like this now, I am also very sad, please let me go." After speaking, Li Yu gently pulled Shen Suhua away The piece of paper in his hand glanced lightly, and found that the words on the paper were not as good-looking as Zhang Zijun said.

It took ten years of practice to become like this, so what is there to show off?

If I hadn't studied abroad for ten years, my handwriting would definitely be better than hers!

Seeing Li Yan's insistence, Shen Suhua said, "Then I'll trouble you, you can just go downstairs and give it to the servant at home, and someone will send it upstairs later."

Li Yu nodded lightly, "Good aunt." After speaking, she turned and left.

The mirror can't really face the bed!