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The dust of last night has not yet fallen silent, and the street lamps under the dimming seem to still have dim lights through, but when you look closely, it is the refraction of the morning light.

The glow of the morning sun squeezed through the tall buildings and hit the faces of the hurried pedestrians.

No one paid attention to this beautiful moment, and no one agreed with the beauty of the capital.

Busy, hurried, is the main theme of the capital.

Zhao Qi shook his hand and slowly repaired his injured soul in a hotel in the capital, the damage caused to his soul by the fire of the three corpses of the Broken Palace was too great, and because of the soul burning technique, Zhao Qi's soul fell directly by 1000 wisps this time.

The soul heart fire cannot quickly repair Zhao Qi's soul, and in three days, it will not be able to return Zhao Qi to the peak at all.

However, Zhao Qi is not in a hurry, he has already placed tracking marks on Fan Yuemei and Wang Qinghan, as long as the ghost wife dares to make a move, he can clearly determine the identity of the ghost wife.

It's just one kick away.

Time, unconsciously, came to night.

The night was drunk, but Zhao Qi in the hotel slowly opened his eyes.

At night, when the sun recedes, the yang energy weakens and the yin energy increases, which is the best time for the ghosts to act.

Before the end of "Ghost Wife", there were only two days and one night left, and Zhao Qi stayed quietly in the hotel and never went out.

The night was shrouded, but the ghost wife never appeared, and Zhao Qi stayed in the hotel, like a hunter, quietly waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

The night was calm as usual, Zhao Qi took out his soul fire and continued to cultivate.

[There are two days left in the countdown.] 】

Zhao Qi waited quietly, he already knew who the ghost wife was. He was now waiting for an opportunity, an action that would match his guesses.

Only the east wind is owed.

The capital, as busy as ever, has passed the New Year, and everyone started work early.

Yin Xiaorui's home, her parents, are preparing for the funeral, Wu Jina's parents have arrived, but they can't contact Zhao Qi.

"Still can't be contacted?" Wu Jina's mother asked very worriedly, her daughter-in-law was dead, she was just a little sorry, not very sad, after all, there was no relationship between her and Yin Xiaorui.

But Wu Jina couldn't be contacted, Wu Jina's mother was very anxious, after all, Wu Jina was her son and relied on her heart.

"Nope."

"This kid won't do anything stupid, or we'll call the police."

"Okay, I'll go." Wu Jina's father immediately went to the police station to call the police, and Wu Jina's mother looked at Yin Xiaorui lying on the bed, and she sighed slightly.

"In-laws, don't be too sad."

"What about your son? His wife is gone, and your son still doesn't show up? Yin Xiaorui's father was angry every time he thought of Zhao Qi, Yin Xiaorui left, and he never appeared.

"We can't get in touch, and the child's father has already gone to the police."

"In two days, my daughter will be cremated, and if he doesn't show up again, there will be no relationship between us!" Yin Xiaorui's father said extremely decisively, and Wu Jina's mother was quite embarrassed when she heard it.

Yin Xiaorui is dead, and Wu Jina can't come out, which is really bad. can be Wu Jina's mother, but now they can't contact Wu Jina, and they feel very uncomfortable.

"I try to find my son as much as I can." After Wu Jina's mother said this, she left Yin Xiaorui's house, and before she left, she called Wang Qinghan out.

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Zhao Qi, who had been staying in the room, opened and closed his eyes, and he got up from the bed with deep eyes.

[Wang Qinghan, start moving.] 】

[Why is she moving back and forth?] Am I wrong in my guess? 】

[There will be no mistake, maybe she has something else.] Zhao Qi sat on the bed again, he believed in himself.

Throughout the day, Wang Qinghan was constantly moving, Zhao Qi was unmoved, he was waiting, waiting for the east wind.

Night, once again, Zhao Qi opened his eyes and stood up, tonight, there may be action.

However, this night was still very calm, whether it was Fan Yuemei or Wang Qinghan, the marks on their bodies were intact.

[So patient? Zhao Qi looked a little surprised, this ghost wife, patience is more than him.

[Before nine o'clock tonight, if it doesn't do it, I'll do it.] In the story world of the ghost wife, there is only one day left, and if the task is not completed before twelve o'clock in the night, Zhao Qi will be wiped out.

Zhao Qi and the ghost wife, the two seem to be comparing whose patience is enough, Zhao Qi doesn't know if the ghost wife has a time limit, he will wait until nine o'clock tonight, if the ghost wife hasn't done it yet, Zhao Qi will do it.

Zhao Qi's expression was very calm, he believed in his own judgment, and he could only trust himself.

Time is constantly passing, and in the winter of the capital, night falls relatively early. Zhao Qi waited until eight o'clock in the evening, but still didn't wait for the ghost wife to make a move.

[If you don't do it, if you don't do it, are you persecuting me? Zhao Qi stood up, he stood in the hotel, his eyes looked through the room, as if he saw Fan Yuemei and Wang Qinghan.

[Wait another hour, if it doesn't do it, I'll do it.] Zhao Qi's expression was very calm, he only lacked the east wind, but he could also make this east wind himself.

In an ordinary commercial house in the capital, the ghost wife with a thick fog is quietly hiding in the mirror of the bathroom, she has been here for two days, she has been waiting for Zhao Qi to make a move for the past two days, but unexpectedly, Zhao Qi has not made a move for two days.

[Did he see something?] The ghost wife was at a loss, she felt that she had behaved perfectly enough, and she should be able to deceive Zhao Qi.

[I've been planning for so long, even if he doesn't kill Fan Yuemei and Wang Qinghan, it's impossible to see it. 】

Time is constantly passing, and the ghost wife's expression is unusually calm: [I don't believe it, he can see that he is such a calm and indifferent person, maybe he is being more patient with me. 】

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[It's nine o'clock, if you don't do it, I'll do it! ] When it was nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Qi felt the marks on Fan Yuemei and Wang Qinghan, and he was no longer waiting.

Zhao Qi walked out of the rental room, he felt the marks on Wang Qinghan's body, and walked directly towards Wang Qinghan.

The hotel where Zhao Qi is located is not far from Wang Qinghan, and Zhao Qi came to Wang Qinghan's place in about ten minutes.

Wang Qinghan, who went to school in Beijing, is an online anchor who earns at least 10,000 yuan a month.

Usually, Wang Qinghan rents a house outside, and during the Chinese New Year, he was supposed to go home. But because Wu Jina got married, she came to Beijing in advance and stayed here.