After the rebirth, the national teacher became popular with metaphysics

By accident, Xun Hao pulled over and stopped the car, took out his mobile phone and sent a message asking for leave to the company.

Then he turned the car around and drove in the direction of his home.

All the way home safely.When he entered the house, Xun Hao's wife was still a little strange. Isn't he usually at the company at this time? Why did he come back so early today?

Muttering something in her heart, Xun Hao's wife turned around and continued to work in the kitchen, when suddenly she heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

"What's wrong? What happened?!"

She hurriedly came out of the kitchen, and saw the kettle and cup rolled on the floor of the living room, while Xun Hao froze there motionless, his eyes fixed on the news on the TV.

"At 37:4 p.m., a huge rear-end collision occurred on the Northwest River Bridge in our city. This incident caused 17 deaths and [-] injuries, and nearly a thousand people were congested. At present, the specific cause of the incident is still under investigation..."

"Another car accident on the Northwest Bridge?" Xun Hao's wife watched the news and sighed, "What a crime."

Xun Hao grasped the key point keenly: "There are often car accidents on the Northwest Bridge?"

Xun Hao's wife: "It's not often...but recently there have been two or three incidents. What's the matter?"

Xun Hao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "...it's nothing."

Could it be another coincidence?But once is a coincidence, is it a coincidence twice?

……

Rong Jing didn't know Xun Hao's troubled thoughts.

According to the memory of the original owner, he quickly returned to the house where he lived.

The original owner was not very popular before, and the relative income was not much.He bought this small house with the money he had saved for several years. It doesn't have much space, but fortunately, it has a good layout.

Rong Jing changed her shoes and went to open the curtains of the living room.

The evening sun shines through the glass and fills the whole room, even dyeing Rong Jing's silver hair with an orange glow.

He took a fixed look at this brand new world hundreds of years later.

After a while, he raised his hand slightly.The brilliant sunlight gathered like flowing water, forming a pale golden writing brush between the slender fingers.

Falling like stars, and surging like rays of sunshine.Everything is suddenly ups and downs in the light, with a mysterious and boundless taste.

Suddenly, a light-colored figure emerged from the glow of the Milky Way.Short black hair, similar face.

With a movement of Rong Jing's fingertips, the golden pen in her hand rose up, but in an instant, it landed on the soul of the original owner.

A bit of spiritual light drifted down and merged into that lonely soul.

Human beings are born ignorant, so if he gives this bit of aura to the original owner, he will be able to keep his innate light. If it is not for the fact that his fate is really rough in the future, he will always have something to do.

The little obsession that remained in the physical body seemed to know that what Rong Jing was doing was of great benefit to it, and finally sank into the depths of consciousness, no longer struggling endlessly like before.

Rong Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a long-lost sense of fatigue welling up in her body.

——His current soul body is still too weak.

Rong Jing closed her eyes, dispersed the spiritual pen in her hand, and concentrated her mind again, trying to attract the spiritual energy in the world.

As his mind turned, the refreshing spiritual energy came with the wind, playfully bypassed the bright and beautiful silver-white long hair, and penetrated into Rong Jing's eyebrows.

The dull pain caused by the incompatibility between the physical body and the soul body will quietly dissipate after the spiritual energy enters the body.

Rong Jing opened her eyes, narrowed her eyes slightly, and stretched her waist unskillfully facing this strange new world.

The black material was removed earlier than Rong Jing imagined.

Less than a day later, around the evening of the next day, the public opinion that had already started to intensify suddenly reversed collectively. Rolling eyes was a shooting requirement, playing big names was taken out of context, and the nurturing scandal was fabricated out of thin air by unscrupulous reporters looking at pictures... …

The presentation of piles of evidence almost instantly subverted the image of "unscrupulous entertainer" created by those previous marketing accounts for Rong Jing.

With the reversal of public opinion, Rong Jing's family also welcomed several expected guests.

"Is it okay to drink green tea?" The clear voice came forward, Wang Borui raised his head, and saw the beautiful and delicate young man holding an electric teapot in his hand, looking at him lightly.

Wang Borui, who always only drank tea made from purple sand pots, paused for a while, then nodded with his usual expression: "Then trouble...Mr. Rong."

After getting the answer, Rong Jing didn't say much.

What, turned around and went to the water dispenser to fill half a pot of water, put a handful of tea leaves, and then pressed the switch according to the usage in the memory of the original owner.

"Puff puff puff..." The sound of hot water boiling echoed in the small living room.

Wang Yizhou sat on the sofa and glanced at the young man who was only wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers, but he didn't dare to show any haughty look like before.

And Master Pei who had been by Wang Yizhou's side before was also here.It's just that compared to the casual and calm before, he looks a little embarrassed now. Under the white Tang suit, gauze soaked with blood can be vaguely seen.

A cup of tea was pushed in front of him.In the disposable plastic cup, the light green tea is steaming, and a few pieces of tea are stretched and swirled in the cup, and the tea is fragrant.

Master Pei suddenly remembered that they went to the door to find someone on their own, but the young man opposite seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and did not show the slightest surprise at all.

Wang Yizhou didn't notice this detail.But he didn't pay attention, and Wang Borui, who is mature and sophisticated, may not have noticed too.In other words, when he glimpsed the shock in Master Pei's eyes from the corner of his eye, he naturally thought about it.

He took a sip from the disposable cup without hesitation, and Wang Borui was already ready to drink it no matter how it tasted.But when the tea really enters the mouth, the taste of the clear and slightly sweet tea is not much worse than the tea he bought with a lot of money!

——Actually, this is really an ordinary canned green tea that the original owner bought in a supermarket.

It's just that Rong Jing's tongue is more picky than Wang Borui himself, so after arousing the aura yesterday, he melted the last bit of aura into the tea leaves, stimulating the original fragrance of the tea itself.

Of course, these tea leaves have been nourished by spiritual energy, and they also have the effect of dispelling evil spirits.Although this is of no great use to Rong Jing, but it can be said to have an immediate effect on the current grandparents of the Wang family.

Visible to the naked eye, the black air surrounding Wang Borui's shoulders faded a little.The black air on Wang Yizhou's body was thick, and a few traces of blood could be vaguely seen in it. After the tea entered his throat, the few traces of blood moved and dimmed a little.

But this is only to postpone their death by a few days - if the matter is not solved from the root cause, no matter how much tea is drunk, it will not help.

Wang Borui and Wang Yizhou are ordinary people, unable to see the black energy on their bodies; Master Pei is a Taoist, but his ability is only superficial in Rong Jing's eyes, and at this moment, he can only vaguely feel that there seems to be another kind of evil in the tea leaves. There is a mystery, but there is no way to explore it deeper.

But there is no doubt that Rong Jing raised their attention to ten percent with such a simple move, and even their attitude became more respectful.

Even a day ago, they still thought that the other party was just a starlet.

But their attitude is not important to Rong Jing.

He sat on the only sofa for one person, and glanced at them lightly with his amber eyes.

It seemed that nothing fell into his eyes, and it seemed that he had seen everything through.

Wang Yizhou, who had been secretly looking at him, was taken aback by his sudden gaze, and quickly shifted his gaze down.

Then he saw the porcelain white palm lightly resting on the cup, the light green tea reflected on the fingertips, and the warm sunlight, in a trance, it only made people feel that what was held in his hand was not cheap. Plastic disposable cups, but extravagant and expensive clear glass cups.

Wang Yizhou lost his mind again.

"Mr. Rong..." Wang Borui hesitated for a moment, put down his glass and finally said, "I came here this time to apologize to Mr. for my unworthy grandson."

Rong Jing slightly raised her eyebrows.Then Wang Borui's eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Wang Yizhou!"

"In the past few years, your parents have neglected to discipline you and let you do so many stupid things. If you don't apologize to your husband today, then don't go back to Wang's house!"

Wang Yizhou's face turned pale.Although he was scolded by Wang Borui last night, it was only when he heard the words "don't go back to Wang's house" today that he truly understood the seriousness of the matter.

Swallowing his saliva, Wang Yizhou still didn't quite believe what Rong Jing could do, but Wang Borui pressed his eyes heavily on him, hesitated for two seconds, and then lowered his head.

Wang Yizhou said: "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry for the previous facts... I was obsessed with sex and my thoughts were not pure. I hope you will see that I corrected my mistakes and don't bother with me."

This chorus is enough for Rong Jing to do the scene.

Seeing their grandparents and grandchildren coming and going, Rong Jing raised her eyebrows a little funny, and said with a smile: "Apologize...is this the attitude of Young Master Wang to apologize?"

An inexplicably familiar sentence.Wang Yizhou's face became more and more ugly when he remembered the words he had ridiculed Rong Jing in the box before.

Wang Borui stuck his crutches and called out in a deep voice, "Wang Yizhou."

Wang Yizhou gritted his teeth, bowed and bowed: "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry!"

Rong Jing still didn't speak.

Wang Yizhou bowed again: "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry!"

"Mr. Rong, I'm sorry!"

……

After saying sorry eighteen times in a row, Rong Jing gently raised her hand: "Okay."

Every time Wang Yizhou bows, he bends his waist to the lowest point. At this moment Rong Jing finally yelled to stop, he straightened up slowly, only feeling a pain in his lumbar spine.

Sitting back on the sofa, Wang Yizhou rubbed his waist with his hands, and suddenly remembered——

He has used similar methods to get the other party to "voluntarily" be with him, and it seems that there are eighteen small artists.

Even though his methods were not so tough before, some of those little artists really wanted to be with him in the end, but...

Wang Yizhou's face turned green and pale, and now he really didn't even have the slightest thought of questioning revenge.

Wang Borui also saw something from this number, and an ugly look appeared on his usually calm face.

But let's put these things aside for later.

What's more important now is how to say that moving Jing can help their family survive the current catastrophe.

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