After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

Wen Yue gently pushed open the door of room 206, and the big screen flashed the image of "Dancing Demons". He quickly scanned for a week, but he didn't see anyone.

He stepped in, and the door of the private room with thermal insulation patent leather was closed heavily behind him.

Turning around suddenly, he found that on the sofa behind them, the two were leaning against each other, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Wen Yue, are you here?" Tong Xin said coquettishly, apparently not even half awake.

Cheng Zian embraced Tong Xin in his arms, his eyes showed the greed of a wolf seeing a sheep, "There is nowhere to find after breaking through the iron shoes, so you sent it to the door by yourself?"

"I'm here to pick up Tong Xin." His eyes made Wen Yue chill, and he forced himself to step forward quickly, leaning over to help Tong Xin, "Mr. Cheng, I'll take her back first, it will delay tomorrow's trip if it's too late." .”

"I won't go." Tong Xin struggled, "I want to play with Mr. Cheng..."

"You're drunk." Wen Yue shielded her behind her, and vaguely saw Bao Xianyun's blurred eyes.

Before he finished speaking, a strong force suddenly emerged from his wrist.

Wen Yue fell heavily onto the sofa with all her strength, and Tong Xin also fell aside.

"Tong..." Before Wen Yue could react, an iron-like arm wrapped around his shoulders from behind.

"Actually, I'm more interested in you." His face moved closer, and his warm breath sprayed on the earlobe, which made people feel unspeakably disgusting. "Or...we can finish what we didn't do that day?"

"Cheng Zian," Wen Yue struggled to breathe, and struggled to utter a few words, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

"As for me, I believe in what's in front of me more." Cheng Zian has a muscular body and muscular arms. At first glance, he thought he was quiet and elegant, but he didn't expect to be so perverted inside.

With her knees against her lower back, Wen Yue was firmly pressed on the sofa, and a strong hand roughly touched the belt around her waist, "Follow me, I promise you will be successful in the future, you can choose the script or not?"

"Get out..." Wen Yue was about to use his strength when he suddenly felt a cold breath rushing into his brain. From the corner of his eyes, Tong Xin was standing up in a strange posture, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Cheng Zian was too focused on dealing with Wen Yue, and didn't notice her situation for a while.

The black air emitted by Bo Xianyun was like sharp claws, quickly enveloping Cheng Zian.

Before Wen Yue could stop it, the door of the box opened suddenly, and a figure hurried in.

"Mr. Cheng..." The other party broke in, suddenly saw this scene, and stood there in panic.

Suddenly interrupted, Cheng Zian turned his head viciously.

Wang Huanhuan was frightened by his expression, he hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

"Who let you in?!" Cheng Zian shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"Mr. Cheng, I, I have something important to do!" Wang Huanhuan insisted on uttering these words even though his legs were trembling.

"I don't understand human words, do you?" Cheng Zian was furious, "Get out!"

Wang Huanhuan took a few steps back, then suddenly stopped, motionless.

Cheng Zian finally let go of his hand, slowly stood up, lit the cigarette quickly, and exhaled a big mouthful of smoke.

Wen Yue got rid of the restraint, and immediately took Tong Xin's shoulders, "Let's go."

The black air rippling around Tong Xin's body was blurred by the turbulent light and shadow in the room, and it filled the whole space before she knew it.

Cheng Zian stopped the music, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Mr. Cheng, I have something urgent and I want to talk to you alone." Wang Huanhuan spoke in a low tone, speaking every word, with an anxious expression on his face, as if this conversation was vital to her life.

"What can't we talk about tomorrow?" Seeing Tong Xin and Wen Yue bypassing the coffee table and walking towards the door, Cheng Zian became even more annoyed.

After taking two sips of strong wine, the glass smashed and the coffee table rattled.

"Stop!" He shouted to Wen Yue who opened the door,

"Cheng Zian, take care of yourself!" It was Tong Xin who spoke this time, and she turned her head slightly.

The moment his eyes came into contact with it, Cheng Zian's back felt a chill, and for some reason, a scene of burning hell and mourning appeared in front of him. For a moment of loss of consciousness, the door had already been closed heavily.

Back in the room, Wen Yue helped Tong Xin onto the sofa, only then did she feel her body was as hot as coals.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked hurriedly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Tong Xin curled up, her face flushed, but her tone became emotional, "It's okay."

"That bastard Cheng Zian, he gave it to you?!" Wen Yue lowered his eyebrows and thought, and said angrily, "I really should..."

"Kill him, and the clue will be broken." Tong Xin leaned back, looking weak, "If you come two minutes later, maybe I can try again."

"If I'm later, you will definitely be taken advantage of by that bastard!" Wen Yue interrupted her angrily, staring at the other person's eyes and speaking forcefully, "In the future, if you..."

Before she finished speaking, Tong Xin's slightly frowned eyebrows suddenly disturbed his heartstrings, and she subconsciously slowed down her tone, "Don't do this in the future, at least you have to discuss it with me."

As he spoke, he took a closer look, and Tong Xin's face quietly turned into a thin cloud. When she turned into a woman, there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"Find a way, I'm not feeling well." Bo Xianyun's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and his tone was cold and magnetic, "If I get out of my body, she will die."

"Chihuang," Wen Yue's voice was hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "You have been tampered with in the wine you drank, this kind of medicine..." He hesitated to speak.

"How?" His face was as red as a tomato, and his chest heaved violently.

"Uh..." Wen Yue didn't know how to describe it, "I'll put the bath water, you can rinse it with cold water." He got up in a hurry and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

Bo Xianyun nestled on the sofa, watching him at a loss, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a shallow arc.

Early the next morning, Wen Yue, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone.

The field affairs girl called to explain the itinerary of the day, after a review, there were five or ten minutes left before the meeting time.

He quickly got up and knocked on the door of Tong Xin's room next door.

After putting away the bath water yesterday, she "invited" me out. I don't know how the night will be.

"The door is unlocked." Tong Xin's voice sounded, as if she had counted on him to come at this time.

Wen Yue pushed the door open and walked in. Tong Xin was already neatly dressed and sitting on the sofa.

"Chihuang, are you... all right?" Wen Yue hesitated. The wine glass on the tea table yesterday could roughly infer how much she drank. A normal person would probably have to go to the hospital.

"That little thing can't hurt me." Tong Xin raised her head, "The most urgent thing is to find the source of the soul-eating worm, and we can't delay any longer." Bo Xianyun always cared about this matter.

"Yeah." Wen Yue approached, and there were several pieces of note paper on the table, with a few words written on each of them, which were the names of people they had contacted.

"The other party obviously came prepared," Tong Xin said, "I don't feel that the soul is incomplete."

"If it has been replaced, it won't be missing, right?" Wen Yue sat opposite her and said.

"If it was before me..." Tong Xin said halfway through, she quietly changed the subject, "You can detect the difference in breath."

"Oh, by the way, what do you mean by 'give evil thoughts, stabilize the soul'?" Wen Yue pondered on other questions, "Can we start with this?"

"Well, although it takes time, it has to be like this." Tong Xin said, "The soul is most active when its mind is restless, so to take the soul is to disturb its mind, and the second is to have a soul-grabbing tool."

"What is a 'device'?" Wen Yue frowned,

"Things that entangle the soul." Tong Xin looked at him firmly, "If you talk about things in the world, it is better to immerse yourself in them, such as smoke, ointment, and water baths."

"You mean, in a specific environment that can be immersed, you can grab the soul of the other party if you upset or have evil thoughts?" Wen Yue asked,

"Well, roughly so." Tong Xin nodded,

"How long will it take to complete?"

"Look at the exercises." Tong Xin said, "If the 'tool' is selected properly, it should not exceed 10 minutes."

Wen Yue said in surprise, "This is an experiential program, and there are a lot of ways to beautify the skin. There are too many opportunities for Tong Xin to be blackmailed."

Tong Xin shrugged and pointed to herself, "Do you think anyone else has been recruited besides me?"

Wen Yue went through it in her mind, and sighed, "I can say that I look like everyone, but I can't say that I don't... It seems that everyone in the circle is like this. It's really hard to say that you live with a thick mask.

"However, there may be something wrong with Cheng Zian." He continued.

"How?" Tong Xin asked.

"I always feel that my words and deeds are a bit strange," recalling what happened last night, Wen Yue forced himself to suppress his anger and try his best to analyze rationally.

The crazy boss Wen Yue has seen a lot, but in an era of such advanced information, it is a bit unreasonable for him to be such an entertainer in public when his company invests in projects, but he comes through books after all, and his worldview is based on the author's understanding , there is no surprise.

"However, we can't be sure based on this information alone, we need to collect more." Wen Yuedao, it seems that he wants to use the spirit of "gossip first" back then, and inquire without trace, "So, Mr. Bo, you Be sure to stay longer on the show and buy us more time."

"Hmm..." Tong Xin supported her head, "I have a question."

"Let's hear it?" Wen Yue inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

"What is the show you always talk about?" She blinked her big innocent eyes.

Wen Yue: "...you didn't understand what you were co-authoring, did you?"