If you are afraid, come to your arms [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Zhou walked up to Xin Siwan, put his hand on her shoulder, and glued the talisman paper to her eyes.

"Open your eyes and see what is in your arms."

Xin Siwan trembled all over, and slowly opened her eyes. Although there was a talisman in front of her eyes, the talisman seemed to be transparent, and she could see things through it.

She looked down, and instantly let out a shrill scream——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"What is this? What!"

She leaned back, her hands didn't know what to do, she wanted to pull that ghost thing out of her arms, but she didn't dare to touch it.

"What is this, what is it? Ahhhh!" She was so frightened that her face turned pale, her delicate face was full of frightened expressions, she cried and begged Chen Zhou, "Master, master, please! Please! Take it away, take it away..."

Chen Zhou had no choice but to reach out and remove the talisman above her eyes.

Suddenly, Xin Siwan couldn't see the brat.

She was panting heavily, tears streaming down uncontrollably, staining her tight makeup.

She hung her hands in the air, touched her belly carefully, and cried out loudly.

Chen Zhou asked her: "Can you answer our question now?"

Xin Siwan's crying gradually subsided, her eyes were full of pleading: "Master, can you take it away, I don't want it anymore, don't keep it!"

Chen Zhou shook his head: "It's easy to invite it, but it's hard to send it away. It's not like you just want it to go away."

Xin Siwan was taken aback for a moment, then started crying again.

Chen Zhou took out a tissue next to her and handed it to her: "But I can help you. Tell me, the reason for raising a kid."

Tong Li turned the pen on the side, turned on the phone, and started recording.

Xin Siwan sobbed, her eyes gradually became hollow: "You guys found out, my previous company went bankrupt because the boss died and the investor died. That's right... I killed it."

"I... called it to kill them."

Xin Siwan tightly held the tissue in her hand, as if what she was going to say next would cause her to suffer terribly.

That was the memory she least wanted to recall.

"I signed into that company as a singer, and I'm also the company's bed lady. Whenever I put on new clothes, I know that I want to accompany the investors, the upper class, and the boss for a drink."

"And then endure their insults, abuse, torture, until a very small job opportunity in exchange."

"I just don't know which beast kept in my stomach the little ghost I raised. My manager found out and took me to get rid of it."

"But I left its body behind. Because I heard something about raising a kid, I found some way to raise him."

Xin Siwan smiled miserably: "In the end, he appeared in my dream, called my mother, and said, he will help me and give me everything I want!"

"I said, I want those people to die!"

"It did."

"I said, I want to be famous, I want fans, I want to have songs to sing for me, I want to be on stage."

"And it did."

Chen Zhou listened quietly, and sat on the sofa opposite her: "But, you should also feel something is wrong, right?"

Tears welled up in Xin Siwan's eyes, and after a long while, she nodded her head heavily: "I'm getting more and more afraid of the cold, getting thinner and thinner, and even admitted to the hospital because of hypoglycemia."

Chen Zhou estimated the black energy on her body, and continued: "It's more than that."

Xin Siwan looked at him suspiciously.

"Your relatives and your friends should also be affected. Have they also become unlucky recently?"

Xin Siwan's pupils dilated, her breathing was stagnant, and her eyes rolled in a panic: "Yes... yes! My parents seem to be very sick recently... My best friend also had a miscarriage..."

Chen Zhou raised his eyebrows: "This is also the price you paid for raising him."

"Your body, blood, and thirst can no longer satisfy it. It wants to find people around you to absorb luck."

"After that, those fans who like you will also be hurt. They like you because of this brat. What they really believe in is the power of the brat."

Xin Siwan trembled all over, covering her face in pain.

"I don't want this, I don't want to...I just want to sing, I just want to fulfill my dream...I never thought about..."

Tong Li said on the side: "So, for the normal operation of the company and the safety of the company's employees, I suggest that Miss Xin give it up as soon as possible."

Xin Siwan raised her head and asked, "But isn't it hard to send it away?"

"It's me." Chen Zhou smiled, "I am the most powerful Feng Shui master. These things also involve one or two things, and I can help you. However, if you send it away, you will have to pay for it."

Xin Siwan nodded tearfully: "I'm willing to pay any price, and it doesn't matter if I die. Just don't let it hurt other people."

She is satisfied.

Those who abused her, bullied her, and treated her as a slave are all dead.

And she also has fans, stage, lights, and her own songs.

No regrets.

Chen Zhou kept silent, and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, the price is to shorten your life, but you seem to have done a lot of good things in your previous life, and you will live longer in this life. You can live for at least 50 years."

Xin Siwan was stunned: "Then...Master, how do you send it away?"

Chen Zhou: "Take me to your house to see its bones."

Xin Siwan: "Okay."

Tong Li turned off the phone's recording and looked at Chen Zhou who was walking towards him.

His voice was soft and soft: "You remember to eat lunch, and I will do this first."

Tong Li lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Zhao Bowen is warming the bone soup, remember to drink it, and remember to apply the medicine."

Tong Li's slender fingers clasped the edge of the wheelchair: "Yes."

"Also, remember to miss me."

Tong Li paused, slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and pursed his lips: "Let's go."

Chen Zhou smiled at him, and left with Xin Siwan who was hiccupping from crying.

Xin Siwan hiccupped and asked, "Master, what's your relationship with President Tong?"

Chen Zhou saw that she was like this, gossiping about these things, and couldn't help sighing, women are really magical creatures.

"I'm chasing him."

Xin Siwan let out an oh, and encouraged him: "I think you can do it."

Chen Zhou: "...Thank you."

Xin Siwan's home is not far from the company, but only a 15-minute walk away.

Chen Zhou followed her upstairs, walked through the corridor and finally stopped at the door.

The door in front of him was filled with darkness, and it seemed that he still had the idea of ​​expanding outwards. Chen Zhou took out a talisman and stuck it to the door.

There was a pause as the black air drifted away, and then it retreated into the house little by little.

Chen Zhou smiled when he saw this, pushed the door open and entered.

The walls, ceiling, and floor of the house are all black and sticky. Chen Zhou looked it over and went straight to the bedroom.

Xin Siwan followed behind, feeling chills down her spine, unwilling to leave Chen Zhou for half a step, and followed closely behind.

Standing by the bed in the bedroom, Chen Zhou glanced at the huge painting hanging above the bed, then turned to Xin Siwan and said, "Move it out."

Xin Siwan nodded mournfully, and went to bed to take down the painting: "Master, you are amazing, how do you know that I put it here..."

Chen Zhou smiled slightly: "You must be worthy of the title of Feng Shui master, how can you go after your boss if you don't have the skills."

Xin Siwan: ... Is there a causal relationship?

Chen Zhou waited for him to take off the painting, revealing a hidden compartment, inside which was placed a glass jar with gray water and a corpse wrapped in a red cloth.

Chen Zhou took out the talisman inside the clothes again, bit his finger and traced it along the cinnabar again, then opened the jar and stuffed it in.

Xin Siwan suddenly heard the baby's painful cry, like a cat scratching its eardrum with sharp claws.

Sharp and piercing, painful.

"Mom, Mom! I'm in so much pain...Ahhh...Mom save me..."

"Don't you want me? What did I do wrong?"

"Mom, mom, didn't I give you everything you wanted? Why did you abandon me again?"

Xin Siwan was taken aback for a moment, her gaze slowly became dull, she approached, trying to pick out the talisman paper.

Chen Zhou's eyes froze, he wrapped Xin Siwan in a quilt and laid her down on the bed.

He squatted beside the immobile Xin Siwan, and said in a cold voice: "Think clearly, if you save it, your family, friends, and fans will all be implicated."

"You'll never get rid of it."

Xin Siwan was entangled in the quilt, and Chen Zhou's words floated into her mind, but her ears were filled with the baby's crying and pleading, and she seemed to see the aborted baby in a daze.

It looked at itself pitifully, and kept calling mom and dad.

"Mom, I hurt so much, it hurts so much, mom, mom..."

A tear flowed from the corner of Xin Siwan's eyes: "I'm the one who's sorry for you, you go... Count me in... Please... In the next life, in the next life, I will never abandon you again. "

Seeing that she was unconscious, Chen Zhou didn't give them a chance to continue talking, so he directly lit the talisman paper and stuffed it into the jar.

Bright flames floated above the gray water. In an instant, the flames licked the entire bottle, and the gray water boiled.

Xin Siwan trembled all over and passed out.

Chen Zhou watched the water in the jar burn dry, and the baby's body wrapped in red cloth was also burned to ashes. He found a clean box, put it in and pasted a piece of talisman paper.

Xin Siwan had a dream, in which there was a cute child, different from the little ghost in her previous dream, the child in front of her was very healthy.

Big eyes, curly lanugo hair on the head, and a chubby body.

He said softly, "Mom, next time, you must never abandon me again, okay?"

Xin Siwan nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

After that, Xin Siwan followed Chen Zhou's instructions and chose a sunny place to bury its ashes.

Chen Zhou staggered back to the company.

[Yao Lingling: It has been detected that Mr. Chen, your physical condition is not very good, and you have consumed too much energy. Do you need to use the spiritual power of the surprise gift package for compensatory rest? 】

[Chen Zhou: No, no, just take a break... That spiritual power can just heal Tong Li's leg, so I can't use it indiscriminately. 】

[Yao Lingling: Okay, I understand. 】

[Chen Zhou: By the way, why haven't you been reminded of the healing speed of the target person recently? 】

[Yao Lingling: This time the world will not interfere with your every move at all, so it will only prompt when the healing rate reaches 95%. 】

[Chen Zhou: That's okay, Mr. Tong seems to have a cold personality and must not be cured very well, don't say it to hurt my self-confidence. 】

[Unity Lingling: Yes. 】

When Chen Zhou returned to the company, he went to the front desk to find the young lady: "Please help me to buy some high-sugar items, and deliver them to Mr. Tong's office later."

The young lady at the front desk saw his pale lips and nodded solemnly.

Holding on to the last bit of strength, he finally reached the door of Tong Li's office. When he opened the door, he saw Tong Li looking at the documents, and put the food aside without moving.

Chen Zhou sighed and walked over: "Why don't you remember to be on time..."

Before he finished speaking, he only felt his eyes go dark, his legs were weak, and he fell backwards.

Tong Li caught off guard and looked at Chen Zhou's softened body, stretched out his hand and grabbed him hard, Chen Zhou turned around and fell into Tong Li's arms.

At this moment, Chen Zhou was sitting on Tong Li's lap, with his feet resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, and fell into Tong Li's arms like a princess.

Tong Li tensed up all over.

He just has no feeling in his calf, but he still has it in his thigh.

At this time, through a thin quilt, he could also feel Chen Zhou's warm touch.

In the deep autumn, Tong Li found himself a little hot.

He slightly lowered his eyes to look at the person who fell asleep in his arms, his eyes gradually deepened.

The person in his arms didn't seem to be very peaceful, he kept muttering something, Tong Li listened carefully: "Eat... remember... to eat..."

Why are you still worried about these things?

Tong Li thought it was funny, but his lips were pursed tightly.

Chen Zhou felt that his butt was a little tight, so he twisted his waist, found a comfortable place in Tong Li's arms, and continued to fall asleep on his chest.

Tong Li felt that something was wrong now.

He, who has never had sex or impulse towards others, clearly felt the inexplicable changes below.

He lowered his head slightly and stared at Chen Zhou's profile for a long time.

Tong Li needs to do some verification.

When the lady at the front desk brought brown sugar coffee and mousse cake straight to Mr. Tong's office, she found that the door was unlocked.

She mustered up her courage and boldness, and secretly peeked inside.

I!of!mom!Ah!

Mr. Chen sat on Mr. Tong's body!

Mr. Tong lowered his head and kissed him!

Sit down!

#同舟cp# Locked!

But... isn't this pose wrong?

The author has something to say: Tong Li (push): What are you talking about, frigidity?

Chen Zhou (crying): No, no... I was wrong.

Zhizhi: Driving is expected to...

Isn’t this chapter super thick and long~

~Update at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning~

Quietly, the next chapter is super exciting!