C18 Kid

Zhan Zilin frowned as he looked at the phone. Han Yong said that he would be there immediately, then hung up the phone. He hit the steering wheel and ignored the red light, directly turning around and returning.

I put away my phone and didn't dare to ask any more questions. I anxiously looked out the window, only to see that Zhan Zilin's car was parked outside a villa. Without caring about me, I walked into the villa with Jing Shuo and told him to not forget to lock up the car.

I slowly walked into the villa and was startled by the scene in front of me. Behind the villa's entrance, there was white silk hanging in the living room and some white paper scattered on the floor.

It was very messy. Jing Shuo and Zhan Zilin went up to the second floor and I followed them.

Jansing pushed open the doors on both sides, and when they reached the third door, she shouted, "Here!"

Jing Shuo and I walked over. There was a person curled up at the corner of the french window. He should be the one on the phone, Han Yong.

I originally thought that Han Yong was a young man in his twenties, but now that I saw him in person, I think it's just too much. Han Yong is around forty years old and has a beer belly.

At this moment, he was curled up in a corner of the window, his body trembling non-stop. His hands were wrapped around his head and buried in his knees.

Zhan Zi Lin walked to his side and squatted down to pat his back. Han Yong was so scared that he retreated a few steps and couldn't stop trembling. Zhan Zi Lin opened his mouth and said, "Don't be afraid, it's me!"

Han Yong raised his head and looked blankly at Zhan Zilin. His face was covered in tears. "Master Jian, I beg of you, please save me. I really don't want to die." As Han Yong said this, he continuously grabbed at his hair with both hands.

Zhan Zi Lin raised his head to look at Jing Shuo and gave him a look. Zhan Zi Lin then looked like Han Yong and helped him sit on the edge of the bed.

Han Yong grabbed Zhan Zilin's arm, his face slick. "Master Jian, please save me. As long as you can save me, I'm willing to pay any price."

"Really?" As soon as I heard money, my heart burst into tears, and a golden light shone before my eyes.

I could clearly feel Jing Shuo's white eyes on me.

Han Yong looked at me and sized me up. He then looked at the silent Jing Shuo and kneeled down with a 'putong'. He then pushed open Zhan Zilin, who was holding him.

It is said that a man does not cry easily when he has tears, but he cries like a tearful person, and I have never been able to understand the situation.

Han Yong knelt on the ground and gestured with his hand, saying, "As long as you can save me, I'll give you six digits, is that okay?"

When I heard the six figures, my mouth was about to drop to the floor. I winked at Jansing, but he ignored me, and I thought, I can't let this big deal go to waste.

I've never met such a rich person, not to mention the six figures, who could match my salary of two years.

After he left, he asked Han Yong what had happened here. Han Yong took a piece of paper and wiped away the tears on his face as he said, "After you guys left, I was planning to go out as well. Just as I put on my coat and was about to leave, a ping-pong sound came from the room on the second floor, scaring me so much that I ran up to take a look." As he said this, Han Yong's hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

He continued to speak, "I pushed open the door and smashed an incense burner towards me, and all the items on the tribute table were scattered all over the floor. A child covered in black Qi bared his teeth and reached out his hand to pinch me.

At this moment, Han Yong had already lowered his head. On his forehead, he could clearly see a bruise.

Jing Shuo said, "Take me to see it!"

Han Yong raised his head, then shook his head, "I'm not going. He must still be inside. He wants to kill me!"

Han Yong's body continued to tremble as Jing Shuo let go of his body. His arms wrapped around his chest as he said, "Which room?"

Han Yong pointed. "It's at the end of the stairs, in that small room."

Jing Shuo turned around and walked out of the room. I followed him, wanting to see what he was talking about, so we went to the innermost room. The door wasn't closed, and it was a mess with ashes scattered all over the floor.

In this room, there was only a table and an image was placed on it. I curiously walked over and was about to touch it when Jing Shuo grabbed my hand. "Don't touch it!"

"Oh!" After saying that, he looked at the childlike deity statue once more. Jing Shuo looked at it once more before returning to his bedroom and asked Han Yong how long he had kept this thing for.

Han Yong thought for a moment and said, "It's been almost half a year."

"Remember who gave this to you!"

Han Yong shook his head, saying that this item was sold to him on WeChat. He had never seen this person before, so he transferred the money to that person. That person mailed it to him and told him how to raise it.

"This item has been with you for a long time. Your blood and Profound Qi can no longer be supplied. He needs it now." Zhan Zilin patted Han Yong's arm.

"Then what should I do?"

"That thing will devour you until it drains you."

"I beg you, you must save me. If the price is not enough, I will raise the price again."

"Don't worry. That brat was injured by my symbol and he will not return for a while."

I seem to understand a bit. Han Yong was bitten back by his own little ghost, and the reason he raised this little ghost was obviously to earn more money. That little room just now was the place to worship this little ghost.

Looking at Han Yong's villa, he knew that Han Yong must be very rich and must have used this little kid to attract quite a bit of money.

Zhan Zi Lin gave a few words to Han Yong, and we left Han Yong's house. Looking at the time on the car, it was already six o'clock. At this moment, his stomach let out a "gulu" sound. "Gulp!" He called out.

I awkwardly looked at Zhan Zilin, who was driving, and Jing Shuo's voice sounded out. "Let's go eat first, then we can go back."

"En!" Zhan Zi Lin replied. He drove the car to a restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes. My chest was already pressed against my back as I started to eat without a trace of politeness.

Jing Shuo carefully wiped the rice stain on the corner of my mouth. I paused and opened his hand.

I just want to lead a normal life, the rest of my life!

After returning to Jing Shuo's house, I originally thought that I would meet Qing Yue, but I didn't see her. I couldn't help but cast a curious gaze at Jing Shuo.

He ignored me and went straight up to the room on the second floor. I asked Jen to help me pack my luggage and put it in the guest room on the second floor. Inside the luggage was a pile of daily necessities, as well as a pile of blankets.

I knocked on Jing Shuo's door and told him that I had come to fetch something and that he had not answered me. The door was unlocked, so I went straight in.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and Jing Shuo must be taking a bath. I went to the closet, opened the door, and grabbed some clothes and a nightgown.

Then Jing Shuo came out and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pressed his face against my ear, and my heartbeat quickened. His breath landed on my cheek.

My face instantly turned red and I wanted to break free from his restraints. "Mr. Jing, please have some self-respect!"

"To be so unfriendly to me in just a few days?" He turned me around and stood face to face with him. I didn't dare meet his eyes, but I wanted to hold him.

"Mr. Jing, I think that since you're like this, Sister Qingyue will probably be angry."

"Shut up!"

After saying that, he kissed me on the mouth, which caught me off guard. He squeezed my shoulder tightly, causing me to feel pain. I wanted to push him away.

He pulled me into his embrace and whispered into my ear in a warning tone, "Don't even think about it, just cut off all connections with me. This is impossible, even if I don't love you, I can't help you and someone else. Don't even think about leaving my side, or else …"

Jing Shuo didn't finish his sentence. My body was already extremely tense. Jing Shuo released me and lay back down on the bed. After staring blankly for a while, I left the room and returned to my own bedroom.