Sister, look at him!

Chapter 234: The tycoon Jin in the urban supernatural novel 8

The Wutong tree demon always regarded the King of Chu as a mistress. She did not understand the twists and turns in human emotions. The emotions of demons are very pure. Love is love, and not love is not love. So in her eyes, Queen Mother Chen Zhao and Xuan Yi are the real loving couple, and Xuan Cang who visited Shoukang Palace at night is the mistress.

Although she was transformed into a human form with the help of Xuan Cang, this did not prevent her from condemning Xuan Cang for his emotional aspects.

"You are so confused, Madam. Why are you talking to him about the next life? Now both of your names are written together on the Three Lives Stone. No matter where you hide, he will be able to find you."

He Qingwan brainstormed for a while, then staggered back to sit. She turned her head to look at Wen Guzhi, "Are you a ghost catcher?"

Wen Guzhi said righteously, "Although I am a Taoist priest who has caught many ghosts and monsters, I still want to tell you, my dear, we have to believe in science..."

"Okay, I get it." He Qingwan pinched Wen Guzhi's mouth and took a few deep breaths. "Can you kill the King of Chu?"

"Ah? Me?" The young man pointed at his nose. "He always complained that it was not enough when I brought him food."

"What about you? You said you were the tree in Empress Dowager Chen Zhao's yard. That's one thousand five hundred years ago. How can a thousand-year-old monster like you not be able to defeat the King of Chu?" He Qingwan asked the Wutong tree monster again.

The Wutong Tree Demon shook his head like a rattle, "I can't beat him. I can't beat him at all. The spiritual energy in this world is getting scarcer and scarcer. I have been cultivating for more than a thousand years but still have no human form. If it weren't for His Royal Highness the King of Chu helping me transform, I would have almost been burned to death!"

"The King of Chu saved you, so why are you still so hostile to him?" Wen Guzhi asked what He Qingwan wanted to ask.

He Qingwan: "Yes, why?"

"Because the King of Chu is a mistress!" The Wutong Tree Demon shouted, "We demons also have principles! I was born and raised in the Tianqi royal family, and I am loyal to the Emperor of Tianqi!"

He Qingwan gave up communicating with her, and continued to ask the young man, "Are there any other people in charge here?"

The young man scratched his head awkwardly, "Master has the most experience and is the director. The others can't take charge."

"Then there's nothing to talk about." He Qingwan quickly squatted down, picked up his computer from behind Wen Guzhi's wheelchair, and then ran out of the door as if escaping.

I can't help at all, so there's really no need for cooperation.

He Qingwan took out his cell phone and called the He family's driver, then stood on the side of the road, playing with his cell phone while waiting.

At some point, the sky gradually darkened, the wind blew violently, thunder roared, and it was about to rain.

Didn't the weather forecast say it would rain? He Qingwan held up the computer to block her head. If the computer was broken, she would ask her sister to buy another one, but if her hair was messed up, she would look ugly all the way!

Suddenly, a white jade locket with a blue tassel appeared in front of him, and an oil-paper umbrella appeared above his head.

A faint scent of ambergris lingered in his nose, and He Qingwan caught a glimpse of a dark blue corner of clothing.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the ground and soon formed a small puddle. The splashing rain was blocked by an invisible barrier when it was about to fall on Dao He Qingwan.

"Is illusion fun?"

He Qingwan tilted his head, his black and white eyes full of indifference.

Xuan Cang tightened his grip on the umbrella handle. He looked at He Qingwan, with mixed emotions in his eyes: surprise, hurt, and something else? He Qingwan couldn't tell.

"Don't follow me, it's boring." He Qingwan turned his head and stopped looking at Xuan Cang.

"A-Mi, I didn't find you." Xuan Cang couldn't understand. "I waited in the Wangchuan River for a thousand years, but I didn't see you in a thousand years. My adoptive father took me in as his disciple and allowed me to come to the human world to look for you, but a thousand years have passed. Time flies, Tianqi was destroyed, and only the sycamore tree remains at the site of the old imperial city."

"After I came back, I checked the files, and they said that you drank Meng Po soup at the age of eighteen and entered reincarnation. I waited for hundreds of years, and my adoptive father told me that you had been reincarnated. I entered the human world again, but it was not you."

Xuan Cang was a little excited, "A-Mi, who is she, or... who are you?"

"None of this has anything to do with you." He Qingwan's heart was like a stone that could not be warmed up. What Xuan Cang said did not move her at all. "I am the one who promised you the afterlife, but Xuan Cang, do you still have an afterlife now?"

"..." Xuan Cang was speechless. What He Qingwan said was the truth. He had cultivated into a ghost immortal and would not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation in this life.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, Xuan Cang, don't come to see me again in the future."

He Qingwan closed his eyes, paused for a second, and then opened them again. The heavy rain just now had completely disappeared, the weather was still clear, the sun was high in the sky, and there was a lot of noise.

The oil-paper umbrella was still held above her head.

The black Cullinan slowly stopped by the roadside, and the driver got out and walked to He Qingwan to take the computer from her hand.

"Ms. Qing Wan, this is..." The driver looked at Xuan Cang suspiciously. It wasn't raining and the sun wasn't very strong, so why would he hold an umbrella?

"I don't know. I don't know him." He Qingwan said calmly, "I'm hungry. Let's go home."

In the car.

006 shouted excitedly, "Hebao, I found some of my previous experience, now I can assist you better!"

Previous experience?

Before 006, there was a male protagonist system with no CP. What’s the point of her having this experience?

[Don't worry, Hebao, with this experience, I can quickly find where the enemy is, and then we can go kill his whole family! ]

He Qingwan: “?”

She frowned slightly, feeling like something was wrong. Why did they specifically emphasize killing the entire family?

*

It was past dinner time when I got home. The huge restaurant was quiet, the food on the table was still steaming, and a capable woman with long hair and wearing a high-end suit was sitting there flipping through a fashion magazine.

The eldest sister of the He family, He Qianyu.

"I'm back." He Qianyu didn't look up and his tone was lukewarm.

I'm not good at dealing with my younger sister, but dealing with my older sister should be about the same as dealing with my mother.

He Qingwan immediately adjusted her attitude, moved closer to He Qianyu in a coquettish manner, and called her "sister" in a hoarse voice.

He Qianyu really fell for it. She softened her tone and handed the magazine to the butler who was standing upright next to her, "I want all the new styles in Qingwan's size."

"Thank you, sister. You are so kind to me." He Qingwan hugged He Qianyu's arm clingingly, "Sister, we haven't seen each other for almost two days. Don't you miss me? Won't you hug me?"

He Qianyu tapped her forehead with her slender and beautiful fingers. "You also know that we haven't seen each other for two days. Why didn't you go home last night?"

A beauty is a beauty, even when she is angry.

He Qingwan continued to act like a spoiled child, "I'm in the hospital with my friend~"

"Why do you need to accompany me? What's the use of a nurse? You don't need to sleep." He Qianyu blamed with heartache, "You just got better and you're imitating others to stay up late."

He Qingwan did not refute, but just lay in He Qianyu's arms and hummed softly.

"Okay, okay, how can a person in his twenties still act like a child?" He Qianyu couldn't stand it anymore, she hugged He Qingwan back, "Let's eat first."

He Qingwan raised his face and looked at He Qianyu pitifully, "Is sister still angry?"

Who would be willing to get angry about this?

He Qianyu rubbed He Qingwan's face and said, "Sister is not angry anymore, Qingwan, just eat your meal obediently."

Having a low IQ also has its advantages. For example, now, even though she is already in her twenties, she still has no burden when she acts coquettishly, just because she is stupid.