"What is it? Curse Qi?"
Luo Qingqian's pretty face turned pale. She was frightened.
"Fan Zheng, don't scare me. Are you saying that I've been so unlucky recently because I've been cursed?”
"Amitabha, monks don't lie!" Fan Zheng put his palms together. You don't believe me?"
"Why wouldn't I believe you?"
Luo Qingqian's face turned pale as she grabbed Fan Zheng's sleeve.""Fan Zheng, do you have a way to remove this curse?”
"This Penniless Monk will do his best."
Fan Zheng had lived for eighteen years, but this was the first time he had seen such a curse.
"Alright, I'll leave it to you, Fan Zheng. I, I can only rely on you now!"
Luo Qingqian finally found her backbone. She didn't believe in this kind of thing at first, but Fan Zheng had a convincing power.
In addition, she had indeed been unlucky recently. She thought that it was just her bad luck again, but it turned out to be so.
"Take This Penniless Monk around the house first. Perhaps you can find some problems.”
"Okay, I…Ouch…"
Luo Qingqian was in a hurry to show Fan Zheng the house, but she felt a pain in her ankle and almost fell.
She had forgotten that her feet were still swollen.
"Don't worry, female benefactor. You sprained your ankle. This Penniless Monk will give you a massage.”
Luo Qingqian's small feet felt hot in Fan Zheng's hands. She felt a slight pain in her ankle, but she could feel that Fan Zheng's strength was very gentle. He really cared about her.
Fan Zheng massaged her ankle with all his attention, as if he was looking at some precious treasure.
Luo Qingqian's heart was beating wildly as he looked at her like that. His thick and warm hands were gently rubbing her ankle, and her cheeks were burning hot.
With Fan Zheng's Dharma and divine medical skills, treating a sprained ankle was naturally a piece of cake.
Within a few minutes, the swelling on Luo Qingqian's ankle had subsided.
"Alright, female benefactor, move and see if it still hurts.”
Luo Qingqian stared blankly at Fan Zheng. Suddenly, she was startled by Fan Zheng's voice. She was so shy that she wanted to take her foot out of his warm hands, but she wished that he could hold it forever.
"Alright, it doesn't hurt anymore."
She lowered her head shyly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's.
Fan Zheng did not notice Luo Qingqian's expression and carefully helped her up.""Even if it doesn't hurt now, you have to be careful. You can't walk for too long in two days. It's best to rest for two days before going to work.”
"Fan Zheng, don't call me female benefactor anymore. It sounds weird. Just call me Qing Qian like my friend!”
"Sure, Qingqian."
Qing Qian was a very close title. Fan Zheng caressed his bald head in satisfaction and smiled.""Take me around the room and look for any medium for curses.”
"Medium?"
"Yes, there are two types of curses.”Fan Zheng activated his Yin Yang Eyes and walked slowly with Luo Qingqian in the villa to see if he could find any clues.
" The first type is when the evil person summons a ghost with resentment or an evil spirit that he has been feeding. He then allows them to possess the cursed person to achieve their goal.
I just used my Yin Yang Eyes to look at you. Although you have some curse energy on you, there are no evil spirits or ghosts.
The second method was to use an external object, which was a medium. It's like the popular method of pricking people in ancient times, or placing an item with resentment and bad luck beside the cursed person…"
Fan Zheng stopped talking and stood in front of a room.
"Ah!"
Luo Qingqian screamed, her face blushing.
This was her room. She was in a hurry when she changed her clothes and went out. There were still a few of her underwear piled up on the bed.
How could Fan Zheng miss such a good opportunity? His eyes were like a camera, taking pictures of all the underwear.
Luo Qingqian quickly hid the underwear on her chest.
"Cough, cough."
Fan Zheng coughed twice and pretended not to see anything. He turned his gaze to a backpack on the dressing table and frowned deeply.
"Qing Qian, what's in your bag? Can I take it out and take a look?
"This is my makeup bag. I'll put some cosmetics in it.”
Luo Qingqian opened the bag and took out the things inside one by one."" There's nothing useful. Mirrors, wooden combs, lipstick…"
"Wait, this…"
Fan Zheng's gaze stopped on a makeup foundation box.
It was a very ordinary foundation box, but there was a black aura surrounding it.
"This,"
Luo Qingqian smiled.
She came back from overseas a while ago and knew that I liked this brand of cosmetics. She specially queued up to buy it for me. You can't even buy it in China. It's a limited edition!”
"Can I take a look?"
Luo Qingqian handed the foundation box to Fan Zheng.
Fan Zheng took the foundation box and opened his Yin Yang eyes to examine it carefully.
A dark evil aura surrounded the entire foundation box. The evil aura gathered together and condensed into the shape of a centipede.
As expected, there was something wrong with this foundation box.
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