Chapter 9 This is not a refuge

Style: Romance Author: unrestrained programmer,Words: 1944Update Time: 24/01/18 07:09:15
Fortunately, the evil energy in Wei Rongrong's body was not severe and the depression did not last long.

I pressed hard, and as she screamed, the evil energy was dispersed.

After the pressure was almost done, I took the scraping board and started scraping along the acupuncture points on her fair back.

Wei Rongrong twisted her body in pain and begged for mercy: "Boss, are you okay? Please, it hurts too much."

"It's okay if it hurts." I said, "The more it hurts, the more blocked it is, and the more things should be done. If it's blocked, it doesn't hurt. If it hurts, it means it's blocked. Haven't you heard this sentence?"

Wei Rongrong didn't have many evil spirits, but she did have physical problems. The color of the Sha she scraped out was dark, which showed that there was a lot of moisture trapped in her body.

"Do you usually drink a lot of milk tea?" I said, "Do you also like to eat cold drinks?"

"How do you know?" Wei Rongrong lay on the bed and hummed, closing her eyes and looking like she was enjoying herself: "What little fairy doesn't drink afternoon tea?"

"Don't touch those things in the future." I said, "You are still young now. If you get older, all these hidden dangers will explode."

Wei Rongrong snorted: "It doesn't matter how old you are. I'll do it right. You don't need to lecture me."

I shook my head, this is what I call a damned ghost who can hardly persuade me with good words. You spent money, and I must have said what I should have said. Whether you listen or not is your own business.

I stopped the scraper, poured out a hand of essential oil from the essential oil bottle, placed it on Wei Rongrong's back, and pressed it gently from top to bottom. The little girl bit her lower lip comfortably, with an intoxicated look on her face, like a little quail soaring freely in the sky.

From time to time, he would say "ah".

I wiped my hands and said, "Okay, put on your clothes and come out. I have something to ask you."

I am a gentleman, I work hard when I am at work, and I will never take any advantage of my clients when I am done.

After checking her phone in the living room for a while, Wei Rongrong came out, her face as red as a red apple.

"When will I come over next time?"

She is also addicted to it.

I waved my hand and said, "I'm not busy. Do you know where the evil energy in your body comes from?"

She shook her head and asked how.

I said, "Your evil spirit comes from the same source as Xiaoying. Have you often played with her recently?"

Wei Rongrong blinked: "Is it her family's problem?"

She said that she and Xiaoying were good friends and lived relatively close to each other. They often went to see Xiaoying at home. But she hated Xiaoying's boyfriend who had gold glasses. She always felt that the way she looked at her through gold-rimmed glasses was squinting.

She only went there when she was not at home looking for gold-rimmed glasses.

Recently she felt something was wrong at Xiaoying's home.

After going there, you can always smell a faint aroma. It smells greasy and sweet at first, but as time goes by, it changes my mind. Taking the brain is a dialect, which means dizziness.

But the longer it goes on, the dizziness is no longer there, and the smell seems to be gone.

Wei Rongrong knew in her heart that this fragrance had been wafting in the room.

I touched my chin and said, "You'd better not go to Xiaoying's place in the future. You can ask her out and meet her outside."

Wei Rongrong asked why.

I said: "She lives with gold-rimmed glasses?"

Wei Rongrong smiled and nodded: "Isn't this nonsense? Are you jealous?"

I was a little unhappy because I was making all kinds of jokes, so I didn’t bother to say more, "Anyway, her family is weird, so if you can’t help it, don’t go."

"But I have made appointments with Yingying several times to go out to eat and go shopping, but she won't come out. She said her husband doesn't allow it." Wei Rongrong said angrily: "I don't know what's so good about those gold-rimmed glasses. Look at it. He doesn't look like a good person. He's a scumbag."

These things have nothing to do with me, I am just a massager. As long as it doesn't offend me, my principle is to keep the water from the well and the river from the river.

I reiterated my principles of conduct, but Wei Rongrong said that I was unloving, and then turned around and left.

I told her that there is no need to rush over next time and we will wait for three to five days.

I don’t know if she heard it or not, but she slammed the door and left. The little girl had quite a bad temper.

There was little business in the next few days, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the wind often blew up at night, making people howl like ghosts and wolves.

I spend my days sleeping and playing games every day.

I developed a rebellious mentality when I was practicing martial arts when I was young. Now I finally have no one to care about me and I want to make up for the lost youth.

It started to rain lightly that day, and the sky became gloomy and dark. I was wrapped in a military coat and nestled on the sofa, checking my phone. About eight o'clock, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Who is this? Even if a customer comes, he won't break down the door like this and catch up with the robbery.

I glanced at the baseball bat in the corner of the room. Since Brother Sanlei came here last time with his men, I prepared this baseball bat.

I consulted Master Chen of Hutong Fried Rice. As long as someone comes looking for trouble, using a baseball bat is considered legitimate defense. As long as you don't kill someone, you'll be fine.

I opened the door carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the person. Two girls stood outside, holding up tattered red umbrellas, their faces turned pale from the cold.

It was Wei Rongrong and Xiaoying.

I opened the door and let them in.

The two girls were feeling cold, especially Xiaoying, who was shivering as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

I helped her sit down and put the back of my hand against her forehead, which was hot. He grabbed her hand again and felt for her pulse.

I don't know how to feel the pulse of traditional Chinese medicine, but I have a ghost-hand massage method and a meridian system, so I can get a rough idea.

Xiaoying's body was filled with evil energy, and her meridians were filled with strong evil energy. She was considered terminally ill.

If no treatment is given, there is nothing Daluo Jinxian can do. It was foreseeable that she would become seriously ill next, and her body would eventually become deformed and die of thinness in the hospital bed.

Wei Rongrong took off her cotton-padded jacket and wrapped it around Xiaoying's body, and then asked me if I had hot water.

I poured hot water over and asked, "What are you doing at night?"

Wei Rongrong said: "Boss Qin, I took Yingying and ran away from her house. You must help us!"

My heart sank, and the situation I least expected to see occurred.

Xiaoying's situation is very pitiable, but I am not the savior who sends out the Holy Mother's heart. I just want to guard my own shop.

Wei Rongrong put such a big trouble in my place, she really treated this place as a refuge.