The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 580
[Let's go home tomorrow, Xia Ye. 】

With this tone, Sheng Xia Ye knew who it was without much guesswork.

She directly deleted the record, blocked the number, and the action was smooth, then turned off the phone and went to sleep.

At night, she had a dream. She dreamed that Gu Fengchen called her for a date. She saw him standing in the neon lights of the city at the other end of the road. He stood out from the crowd, but suddenly he began to bleed all over his body, bright red. The liquid soaked his white shirt.He fell across the road, and across the long street, she seemed to be able to see the unwilling tears in his eyes, and his mouth seemed to be whispering her name.

She rushed over, a car sped past her eyes, followed by him, he disappeared from her eyes——

Waking up on a midsummer night.

Unable to calm down for a long time, she took out a large bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, raised her head and drank several sips, before she calmed down a little.

She thought that she couldn't sit still like this any longer.

Even if the master is gone, she must think of a way to cure Gu Fengchen.

Midsummer Ye came to the forum again and asked the commentators if they had any recommendations from masters in this area.

Code 008: You look familiar, did you come to the forum to ask about it before?

AAA Professional Strawberry Deseeding Ms. Wang: It's her!New god in the forum, you are Night's vest, right?

Gravity: The Great God accepts my worship!Have you encountered any difficult problems and have repeatedly sought help from the master of metaphysics?Tell the commentators, maybe we can also think of a way for you.

I will really thank you: I seconded the upstairs, I am ecstatic to be able to help the Great God!

Sheng Xiaye knew that the group of people on the forum were not fuel-efficient lamps, so she didn't have time to switch to other trumpets, so she used night's account to ask questions under an anonymous vest, but she didn't expect that the vest would be stripped off so quickly. Actually, it didn't matter, she just wanted to Need to see the result.

Seeing all the flattery in the comments, but no one provided any substantive help, she blandly closed the post.

Is there really no other way?

Going out on a midsummer night, walking to the long street in winter, when crossing the zebra crossing, I thought about the dream of last night again, and felt that the cold wind was blowing even more bitingly.

Across the street hung a huge banner, which was the new advertisement of You Qi Company recently, and the name of Gu's Group in the lower right corner was particularly eye-catching.

Gu Fengchen is now busy building momentum for You Qi's new store and helping her open it. I'm afraid I don't even have the mood to think about that curse, but she is here in a hurry. Thinking of this, Midsummer Ye simply walked to a small coffee shop on the street, I bought a cup of coffee and sat on the cool chair outside the door, blowing the wind to cool myself down.

Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

Perhaps a casual, she can think of other solutions.

"Stay away from my daughter!" A middle-aged woman's voice suddenly came from not far away. Many customers in the store looked for it. Midsummer Ye didn't care at all, but at this moment they heard a very familiar voice. sound.

She turned her head and saw that Master Fang Xuan was laning against the woman, "I didn't mean to snatch your daughter's lollipop. I just saw a glutton on her shoulder. If she eats this lollipop, she will eat it." If she is sucked away by that ghost, she will become very thin and seriously ill soon, I am saving her!"

"Put your mother's shit on the whole grains and rotten millet! I hate you the most pretending magic sticks! If you are so good at counting, why didn't you count that I am going to kill you right away?"

As she spoke, the woman picked up the baguette in her arms and threw it at the master's face.

The master quickly dodges, but the woman chases after him, so the two people quickly turned into a picture of one running in front and the other chasing behind, circling around the square, which caused many people around to laugh. Take a photo with your phone to record the farce.

"Sister, I'm really helping your child. Instead of thanking me, you want to hit me. This is blasphemy. Be careful of bad luck!"

The master ran out of breath and finally stopped.

The woman was also out of breath from running, and stood less than a meter away from him, with her back arched and her hands on her waist, cursing: "Run, why don't you keep running? I won't beat you now , I will send you to the police station and let the police educate you!"

She was taking out her mobile phone, and the girl's clear and pleasant voice came from her ear, "Sister, he is my uncle, it's...not very good here."

The woman turned her head and saw Midsummer Ye stretched out her slender and beautiful fingers, wrapping two small circles around her ears, indicating that the master had a neurological problem. uncle?"

Master Fang Xuan was dressed in tatters, while Sheng Xia Ye was dressed neatly and looked delicate and delicate. No matter how you look at it, these two people are completely incompatible.

Sheng Xia Ye nodded, very sincerely, "Hurry up and take your sister away, otherwise he will really go crazy later and may hurt you, I will take him back to the courtyard now."

"A mental hospital?"

Sheng Xiaye hummed, then she picked up her daughter, and before she left, she gouged out Master's eyes fiercely, "You have to thank your niece, otherwise I will really send you to the police, and if you tell him there is a ghost, he won't deal with it." You are the one to blame!"

"I'm really not lying...why don't you believe it?" The master said distressedly, "now people are paying attention to popularizing the Dharma, but no one knows the profound principles of Buddhism. They would rather believe what they have or not. Caring about her own daughter is really not a competent mother."

"Come on." Sheng Xiaye walked up to him and glanced at him, "People don't believe in ghosts and gods, so it's useless if you have to pester them."

The master turned to look at her, straightened the tattered clothes on his body, "You are dead, of course you believe it."

The corner of Midsummer Ye's mouth twitched.

She pulled the master aside and asked him with a deep breath: "How on earth did you judge that I was dead? Show me the evidence."

"As I said, we are proficient in mystical principles and understand induction."

The master stared at her, curled his lips and said, "You don't have the breath of a living person, but the resentment of a dead person."

There was no sun this morning. At this moment, the faint morning light broke through the clouds and sprinkled to the ground. The first ray of dawn just happened to shine on Sheng Xiaye's face. The master was just staring at her slightly at first, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, as if he saw something. Unbelievable thing, his lips trembled twice.

"You...you are..."

Sheng Xiaye took a sip of the coffee in the cup, and looked at him casually, "So what? Are you trying to fool me again by putting on this terrified expression?"

"No! You actually..."

The sun turned to another hemisphere, and the place where she was standing suddenly became a shaded place again, and the white and bright face that was illuminated by the sun just now suddenly became cold and white.

"It's no wonder that after meeting you before, my mana failed for a while. It turned out to be because of this."

Midsummer Ye was a little impatient, "Can you stop playing charades? Tell me what you have to say."

(End of this chapter)