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Yin Xiyue folded up the knife she had just used and put it in her pocket: "I could tell from your appearance that something happened here, so I followed you over to have a look."

"It turns out that Xiyue is caring about me!" Shen Hanluo cheerfully put down his rolled up sleeves while looking at Yin Xiyue's face.

"You're thinking too much." Yin Xiyue didn't look at him, and there was no particular ups and downs in the tone of his answer, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Although Zhao Ju, who had been standing by the side watching the two interacting with each other, already had an answer in his heart, he still hesitated for a moment before approaching Yin Xiyue and asked politely, "Do you know my son Zhao Yi?"

Hearing this, Yin Xiyue nodded and looked at Director Zhao: "Hi Director Zhao! Brother Zhao Yi and my brother are colleagues, we have met several times."

Director Zhao was taken aback and asked, "Brother Ling...?"

Yin Xiyue smiled back: "My brother's surname is Yin."

"It's really him..." After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhao Ju showed a happy smile on his face.

Yin Xiyue nodded and turned to Shen Hanluo: "Your wound should not touch the water until it is fully healed. You can go to any hospital to change the dressing."

"Xiyue..." Shen Hanluo originally wanted to rely on Yin Xiyue to let him take care of himself and change his medicine, but his eyes dimmed after passing the door that blocked them all from outside: "Xiyue, can you Bring them out?" He didn't mean to ask Yin Xiyue to do it, he just wanted to hold some hope casually.

Yin Xiyue followed Shen Hanluo's gaze and paused before saying, "There are too many people here."

However, Bureau Zhao's reaction was faster than Shen Hanluo's, and immediately ordered people to clear the extra people gathered at the door, and after everyone left, the remaining people focused all their attention on Yin Xiyue.

The latter looked around for a while and walked to the talisman paper posted by Mr. Chen. He was about to reach out to remove it when he was helped by Mr. Chen and shouted: "Can't take it off, can't take it off..."

"Old Chen!" Director Zhao stepped forward to help him.

"Little brother, this talisman can't be peeled off, otherwise there will be accidents for everyone inside!" Chen Lao said anxiously to Yin Xiyue's back.

After hearing this, Yin Xiyue withdrew her hand and turned around to look at Mr. Chen and nodded slightly.

"This Taoist talisman was pasted by the old man, so it really can't be removed." Old Chen had a good impression of the young man who was nodding in front of him in respect, so he explained it himself.

"It seems that Mr. Chen likes this string of Buddhist beads in your hand very much!" Yin Xiyue did not comment on Mr. Chen's advice, but changed the topic and talked about the other party's Buddhist beads: "The color of this string of Buddhist beads was still dark red back then. !"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yin Xiyue said these words, Mr. Chen became extremely excited. He stretched out his hands to grab Yin Xiyue's arms, but he hesitated to touch them. He opened and closed his mouth without uttering a word.

"Mr. Chen, are you alright?" Director Zhao and the people around Mr. Chen asked in unison.

"Xiyue..." Only Shen Hanluo tugged at Yin Xiyue's sleeve and looked at him.

Yin Xiyue gave Shen Hanluo a reassuring look, then turned back again, this time he directly peeled off the talisman paper.

Strange to say, as soon as the talisman was taken down, it immediately turned into ashes in Yin Xiyue's hands and fell to the ground with the fire.

When everyone hadn't fully digested the matter, Yin Xiyue combined the index finger and middle finger of his right hand and hung them in the air on the door frames on both sides to write a few strokes. Yin Xiyue had already entered inside.

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