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Cheng Yang was almost driven to death by the wandering souls. When he lifted his leg to lift them, he could not even lift his real body, and felt like he was about to be strangled to death.

"Pa!"

With a sound, the light was switched on.

Zheng Yu appeared at the door and at that moment, the wandering soul quickly disappeared. Cheng Yang laid on the ground and coughed.

"What are you doing?"

He had only woken up at night to go to the toilet, but why did it look like these two had escaped a great disaster?

"You're finally back …"

"Cough, cough …"

Cheng Yang spoke with great difficulty, his expression extremely ugly.

But the words that came out made Zheng Yu frown.

When he came in, he didn't see anyone. Who had attacked these two people?

"Is it a ghost?"

Zheng Yu shouted loudly. He had seen something just now, but it was not clear enough.

As he turned on the light, he felt something fly out. He thought it was the wind and the moonlight outside, but he didn't expect it to be a ghost.

Cheng Yang was attacked by a ghost, the bruises on his neck were extremely glaring, and he had to use a lot of strength to create such an effect.

That ghost was probably the one he had seen from the back of the car. Why did he follow them?

"Are you okay?"

Seeing Zhong Wentao not saying a word, Zheng Yu was a little worried.

Zhong Wentao only shook his head lightly. His body had entered into the soul fragment and needed to cultivate for a period of time before it could be refined. Otherwise, he would also be infected with resentment and would easily go berserk.

He quickly meditated, not caring that Cheng Yang and Zheng Yu were still around.

If the fragment stayed here for too long, no one would be able to save him once it stained his soul.

The soul that stayed in the room for five hundred years was filled with darkness and resentment. If not for the fact that Zhong Wentao was a descendant of the Tai Yi Sect, he wouldn't be able to suppress the darkness of this soul.

"What is he doing?"

Zheng Yu asked softly, feeling it was strange.

Although there would be people meditating and recuperating in the traditional Chinese medicine, it did not seem to be as simple as Zhong Wentao meditating.

Cheng Yang shrugged his shoulders. He didn't answer and didn't mind.

He immediately turned off the light and laid on the ground to sleep, warning Zheng Yu that if he randomly left again and didn't tell Zheng Yu, would definitely kill him.

In the darkness, Zheng Yu could not see anything, but he was afraid that he would see something he should not. He thought for a moment, then quickly went to rest, not saying another word.

One night, nothing happened.

"Cough, cough …"

The next morning, Zheng Yu and Cheng Yang were woken up by Zhong Wentao's loud cough, the effect of the alarm clock was much better.

Zheng Yu turned his head around just in time to see Zhong Wentao spitting out a large pool of black blood, waking him up.

"What's the matter with you?"

Even though he had seen many patients, he had never seen such a serious case.

Black blood meant that he was sick to the brim, was Zhong Wentao sick?

"Detoxicate …"

Answer softly and give an outrageous reason.

Detoxicating?

This is detoxification?

What he vomited out was blood. The smell of blood was so strong, it couldn't be fake.

Zhong Wentao was also a famous genius in Chinese medicine, how could he take his body for a joke?

Regardless of Zheng Yu's surprise, Zhong Wentao calmly wiped his mouth, and used a white towel to wipe away the black blood.

There were still a few soul fragments in his body attacking his soul.

This kind of suppression caused him internal injuries, so it was normal for him to vomit blood.

If it were only a soul battle, he would have easily taken care of it. However, it wouldn't be that easy to deal with it within his physical body.

If the body was weak, no matter how powerful the soul was, the body would be useless if it failed first.

If he couldn't attach himself to his body, his soul would have to stay in the night room and live the same life as it had for the past five hundred years.

"I'm going for breakfast. Who wants to come with me?"

Cheng Yang shouted, as though he could not see Zhong Wentao's situation, or perhaps, he was already used to it.

"A plate of pork and onion steamed buns, and also a salted duck egg. Rice porridge won't be sweetened."

Zhong Wentao quickly told them what he wanted to eat and carefully recorded it down. Then, he decided to go and buy breakfast.

Zheng Yu didn't want to stay in the strange dorm room, so he quickly jumped off the bed and left with Cheng Yang.

After they had left, Zhong Wentao's coughing became even more severe, and he fiercely spat out an even bigger mouthful of black blood. Only then did he feel much better.

The soul fragments of the wandering souls had such powerful attack.

No wonder Third Uncle had the confidence to keep them in the night room.

If the wandering souls attacked them, they wouldn't be able to leave the room. Third Uncle would still soften his heart and not stop them.

Having seen through this point, he no longer had that much of a vigilance towards his Third Uncle.

In the cafeteria, there were quite a few people buying breakfast.

Cheng Yang sat on the distant chair to rest while he waited in line.

Cheng Yang gave him the money, and for some reason, he ended up lining up in the middle of the queue. He wanted to find Cheng Yang and ask him to buy the money, but he was already in the middle of the queue.

After waiting for fifteen minutes, Zheng Yu finally bought a lot of things and returned to the table where Cheng Yang was at.

After throwing the remaining money to Cheng Yang, Cheng Yang carefully counted it twice, and only after finding no problems did he put it back in his pocket with satisfaction.

Zheng Yu really had the potential to be a follower.

"I'm not your follower!"

Seemingly seeing through Cheng Yang's thoughts, Zheng Yu shouted loudly, which made Cheng Yang a little surprised.

Could it be that his intentions were so obvious that even Zheng Yu could see through it?

He had always been Zhong Wentao's follower.

So he really needed a little brother. Zheng Yu was very suitable, and could ward off evil spirits.

And because the poor are born to work swiftly and diligently.

If such a person became a follower, he would definitely be very happy, even better than those bodyguards that he paid for.

But seeing how Zheng Yu was clearly unwilling, he decided to not say it out loud. Otherwise, if Zheng Yu ran away, who would block the ghost?

"I don't understand what you're saying. I'm a very simple person, so I thought you wanted to help me. If you didn't want to, why didn't you say so in the beginning? How can I know what you're thinking? "

Cheng Yang was confident and confident, but Zheng Yu was a little hesitant.

He didn't want to say it out loud from the start, but instead, it was his pettiness.

"I understand. I will tell you in advance the next time."

Zheng Yu earnestly said, he had no experience with such a shameless person.

Zhong Wentao was already a scoundrel, but Cheng Yang's scoundrel level far surpassed Zhong Wentao's.

"Next what?" It's not like I'm going to order you around. What do you think I am! "

Cheng Yang was unwilling to let it go, the haughty attitude really made Zheng Yu suspicious, could it be that he had done something wrong?

who was still thinking, picked up his breakfast and walked towards the dorm.

He had already seen Zhong Wentao's unfavorable situation in his heart, and it was time to send him his breakfast and sympathize with him.

That was his backer, if Zhong Wentao fell, he would become the idiot Cheng San shao of the past.

Zheng Yu still hadn't figured it out, so he could only follow Cheng Yang around for the time being.

He was curious, why was Cheng Yang's attitude towards him different from at night?

Doesn't Cheng Yang need to stop the wandering souls from coming closer?

Thinking about it this way, Zheng Yu and Cheng Yang had already reached the dorm.

Zhong Wentao had just finished showering, his upper body naked as he wiped off his hair. His good figure was obvious, belonging to the type of lean, skinnier body that only had clothes on.

Zheng Yu didn't have time to appreciate it, he only looked around quickly, but he didn't see any ghosts that were so terrifying.

"What are you looking for?"

After taking a bite of the bun, Zhong Wentao was very curious.

This dorm room was a little too big to look at, what else was there to find?

"Nothing …"

Zheng Yu softly said, not intending to ask further.

After observing for a few more days, his doubts would naturally be solved.

Regardless of Zheng Yu's nervousness, Zhong Wentao had quickly finished his meal. Before Zheng Yu took a shower, he sent a message to Zheng Yu asking him to meet Yang Hao at the President's Office to discuss the matter of participating in the summit.

Yang Hao quickly ate his breakfast and went to the president's office by himself. He left everything to this point in time just to see him.

In the office, Yang Hao was still sitting in front of a desk as usual, only his expression was uglier than before.

Zhong Wentao felt refreshed, his hair did not wipe off and he looked wet, but he did not look embarrassed at all.

"You're really pleased with yourself."

Yang Hao said softly, his expression full of dissatisfaction.

After so many years, he still hadn't fallen down one after another at the hands of a single person.

Zhong Wentao was the first, and also the only one.

"Vice President, you're too kind."

Laughing lightly, he emphasized the word 'vice'.

This was the happiest thing that Zhong Wentao had done to Yang Hao, but even though Yang Hao was dissatisfied, he could not say that he made the slightest mistake.

The vice guild leader was the vice guild leader. Even in the guild leader's office, he was only the second in command. If he wanted to become the guild leader, he would have to give his vote in order to do so.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Yang Hao said coldly, if he was not being restricted by Zhong Wentao, he would have already chased him out, and Zheng Yu, along with him. When the time came, he would not be able to pass, he would be the leader, and the entire association would be his men, and this place would be under him.

He left the Yang Group under the care of the CEO, he wholeheartedly invested himself into the association, not to let Zhong Wentao make fun of him.

"Vice Guild Leader, if you call me over personally, it means that I have the ability to act so arrogantly. If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it. Otherwise, if I regret it, I won't give you the twenty-five million."

Threats, naked threats.

Until the end of the summit, this threat was effective.

Unless Yang Hao did not want money, she would not tolerate him acting so arrogantly.

Tens of millions might be a small amount in Yang Hao, but it wasn't so right now.

This money was something that the Yang Group extracted from the core projects. Originally, he thought that the Thousand Years Snow Ginseng would come back and he would think of another way, but now that Xue Geng did not come back, he lost tens of millions for no reason.

There was a shortage of funds, and he had to get the money back quickly, or the shareholders would find out.

Although the ten million that Zhong Wentao gave him solved his urgent need, if he did not spend more than ten million later on, the project would still be called to a halt.