In the middle of the night, in the dead of night.

Under the moonlight, a cloud of black fog fled in panic, shuttling between light and shadow at a very fast speed, appearing and disappearing.

On the deserted street, sometimes there will be a car speeding by, and occasionally there will be people returning from the night, walking on the street, raising their heads, but only to feel a black wind rushing through the air, in the blink of an eye, it will disappear from sight, I don't know where to go, I think it is an illusion.

This black mist has no substance, and no matter what it hits along the way, it will pass through directly without any damage. Soon after, the black fog fell into the window of a room in a commercial building.

As soon as he landed, a pitch-black figure appeared, and he staggered forward a few steps before he could barely stand firm, and then, the lights in the room were lit up, and at a glance, it could be seen that this room was somewhat familiar, it was an ordinary bedroom, and the figure in the darkness before was Wang Yiting, who escaped from the Song family.

At this time, he was pale because of excessive blood loss, and also because of the broken arm and broken bones, the pain was unbearable, and he was sweating profusely.

His left arm hung loosely at his side, and the blood soaked the sleeve like an unclosed faucet, and then ran down the arm, and at the end, it became a line of blood, and in a few moments, a small pool of blood accumulated on the tiled floor of the ground.

If it continues like this, it is estimated that people will die.

Wang Yiting also knew this, but he didn't rush to find a bandage to bandage, but with his right hand trembling, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his waist, and after muttering a spell in his mouth, he pasted the talisman paper on his bleeding left arm.

The blood that was originally continuous in a line suddenly stopped, and only the remaining blood droplets turned into droplets, dripping drop by drop, but within a few seconds, it was completely coagulated.

The effect and speed of stopping bleeding are far better than those in the hospital, but Wang Yiting knows that this is only temporary, if it is not bandaged, when the effect of the rune paper disappears, then the blood may start to flow non-stop again.

However, it is possible to deal with the emergency for the time being.

Once the bleeding had stopped, he began to rummage through the cabinets.

I don't know what he was looking for, anyway, after rummaging for a while, when he came out of the door of the room, he had already put on a coat, then turned off the light in the room, felt the darkness, and hurried out the door.

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On the other side, although Song Jianqiu watched Wang Yiting be knocked down by the bronze Pixiu, turned into black fog, and escaped through the window, she was still a little worried that the other party would take advantage of her to relax her vigilance and kill her back with a rifle.

So in the second half of the night, she didn't go to bed, but sat at her desk, turned on the lamp, and read the scriptures.

It wasn't until it was white outside the window, and at four o'clock that he was sure that the other party would not come again, so he got up from his desk, stretched, yawned, took off his clothes, and climbed into bed.

I couldn't sleep for long, and when it was more than seven o'clock in the morning, she got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, ate breakfast, said hello to Lin Yuqin, and went out to school with her schoolbag.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, and the month of June was about to pass halfway.

Since Wang Yiting was hit hard in Song Jianqiu's room that day, he has never appeared in the Song family again, and no one has even seen him on the antique street where he can often be seen, which makes Song Wencheng feel a little puzzled, and when he was eating, he couldn't help but talk about this antique agent: He also recently fell in love with an antique, and he was not sure whether it was true or false, and he was about to find Wang Yiting's palm, but now he couldn't find anyone.

This news is a good thing for Lin Yuqin, without the eyes of this Wang intermediary, when Song Wencheng buys antiques, he will hesitate, not dare to make up his mind so sure, if he is really unsure, no matter how much he likes it, in order to avoid being fooled and buying fakes, he will give up buying.

This is undoubtedly a sum of money saved, and Lin Yuqin is naturally very happy.

Now, it is estimated that only Song Jianqiu knows why Wang Yiting disappeared, that night, the bite of the bronze Pixiu was enough to choke, even she stood so far away, she heard the crisp sound of broken bones, you can imagine how serious Wang Yiting's left arm injury will be, after escaping, I am afraid that he will go to the hospital immediately, right?

I don't know, the arm was bitten like this, and if it is saved, if it is too broken to connect, then maybe it will have to be amputated.

In this way, this feud is even deeper, but for Song Jianqiu, it doesn't matter, anyway, even if there is no feud with this broken arm, Wang Yiting can't let go of the Song family, if he wants to hate, let him hate it, the only thing that worries her is that the next time Wang Yiting makes a comeback, I don't know what kind of moth he will do.

Although she now has a Buddhist bead bracelet and a bronze Pixiu that she bought for five yuan, she still has a black eye on these mysterious and mysterious things.

Therefore, in order to prevent Wang Yiting from being caught off guard by the next sneak attack, she has been frantically searching for various books recently, and almost every day when she is free, she soaks in the library, or uses her mobile phone to search for some posts and forums that study Taoism and Buddhism, etc., to make up for her knowledge about these gods and gods.

Of course, these are her secrets, there is no way to say it outside, only occasionally, she will think of the student who gave Lin Yuqin "Diamond Sutra", the name is Lin Dian, she suspects that the other party may be an insider, but there is no evidence, and I went to the conservatory of music several times to meet it, and because Lin Yuqin was present, she just said a few words, so she didn't want to open her mouth rashly.

After a few times, she gave up the idea of asking for advice, and felt that it was better to rely on others than on herself.

After her hard work these days, for now, there is still a lot to gain.

The days are ordinary and quiet, if there is no Wang Yiting, Song Jianqiu enjoys such a day very much, carefree, going to and from school every day, learning is easy for her, there is really no pressure and a light body, every day when she sleeps and gets up, she is refreshed and will not be sleepy.

That night, a family of three was sitting in the living room watching TV, and Lin Yuqin suddenly said, "Hengheng's adoption certificate should come down." ”

"Calculate the time, it's really time to come down." Song Wencheng followed.

The application for adoption of Song Jianqiu had been submitted 20 days ago, but according to the regulations, it still needed a 20-day observation period before the adoption certificate could be officially issued.

"I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to have a look, and if I come down, I'll find a chance to invite my sister's house for a meal, right?" Lin Yuqin said.

"Yes!" Song Wencheng nodded: "The eldest sister also helped when Hengheng was enrolled, and it happened that the adoption certificate came down, so let's celebrate together!" ”

"It's Saturday and Sunday in two days, so ask my sister if she has time."

"Well, I'll call and ask."

After a conversation between Song's father and Song's mother, this matter of hospitality was decided, and Song Jianqiu naturally had no opinion.