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    Male protagonist, you are in need of help 32

    “Mr. Wen, the witch spirits of the African tribes are not kind. I’m afraid it’s easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away.” When the voice sounded again in his ears, Wen Yu kept staring at Han Jiuyou’s mouth. Seeing that he didn’t open his mouth but the sounds continued to appear in his ears, the shock in his heart made him look fearful.

    “Are you that boy just now?! Who are you?!” Wen Yu stood ten meters away and said to himself as if he was talking to himself. The people around him looked at him as if they were monsters and then avoided him, pointing and whispering.

    “Someone who can save your daughter.” Han Jiuyou’s gloomy eyes sent a chill down Wen Yu’s spine, and at the same time he felt great hope in his heart.

    “Mr. Wen should know by now that I am not talking nonsense. Can we find a quiet and safe place to chat now?” Han Jiuyou said calmly.

    Wen Yu immediately walked towards Han Jiuyou, but this time he was more polite than before and mixed with awe, “Little sir, what do you call me?”

    Han Jiuyou wanted to tell her his name, but he remembered what Zhou Min said on the train and subconsciously blurted out, “My sister’s surname is Zhou.”

    Wen Yu was a little suspicious and asked him his name, but he replied with his sister’s surname?Wen Yu was a little confused about the rules of this kind of person with unpredictable tricks. After all, it was the first time he came into contact with such a person, so he didn’t dare to ask any more questions. He could only smile awkwardly and politely, and then answered, “In this case, can I call Mr. Xiao Zhou?”

    Han Jiuyou felt like his brain was twitching after he finished speaking, but after hearing Wen Yu’s words, he paused and said, “It’s up to you. It’s just a title.”

    “Then…then my daughter…” Wen Yu hesitated for a moment, looked at Han Jiuyou and asked.

    “This is not a place for talking, and there are rules in our profession. Taking the initiative to speak out is the bottom line, and it is suspected of changing God’s will. If it were not for you and me, I would not take the initiative to speak out.” Han Jiuyou had only seen in books before that people like Zhou Min and others in Xuanmen were not just out of good intentions. After all, people’s destiny has its own trajectory, and wantonly disrupting people’s destiny and destiny. If they do not receive corresponding rewards, the person who leaks the secret will be punished.

    This money can be called divination gold or life gold.

    The rules of Taoism stipulate that fortune-telling and fortune-telling to resolve crises without accepting fortune-telling money is equivalent to giving away a person’s life in vain. It is not only detrimental to the fortune-teller who comes to resolve the crisis, but also detrimental to the person who leaks the secret.

    Unless the person coming is an exceptional person of the third category, you don’t need to accept the life money, and accepting it will definitely damage your moral character. First, if you don’t accept it if your life is about to end, after all, the living don’t accept the money of the dead.

    In fact, Guan Wenyu was facing him at this time, his eyes were lifeless, his eyes were black and blue, the Yintang was also filled with black air, and the top of his head was blood red. According to the rules of metaphysicians, this kind of face was considered the second best. But when he thought of their situation at this time, Han Jiuyou knew that it was best to avoid it and ignore it, but the reality had to force him to take care of it.

    “Then Mr. Xiao Zhou’s rules are…” Wen Yu asked hesitantly. Han Jiuyou just glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and he realized that this was not the place to talk carefully. He smiled apologetically, “It was my negligence. If you don’t mind, Mr. Xiao Zhou, please come and talk in detail.”

    Han Jiuyou nodded, and then waved to Hu Xinlan, who had been paying attention to them. Only then did Wen Yu notice Han Jiuyou’s group.

    Hu Xinlan saw Han Jiuyou waving to them, motioning for them to come over. Although Hu Xinlan was confused, she still took Sweet Potato Taozi and walked over with Zhou Min on her back, staggering.

    “Is this Mr. Xiao Zhou’s…family?” Wen Yu looked at the four people who came over, a little curious, especially the woman who was being carried behind her by a woman with her head tilted inwards so that her face could not be seen clearly.

    “Yes. Let’s go.” Han Jiuyou said simply, and then asked Wen Yu to lead the way. Wen Yu was not careless and immediately led the group of five people to his car. Han Jiuyou looked at the license plate and knew that this person should be working in a government agency in Linshi, and his position seemed to be not low. If the government could provide him with a car in this situation, he must be a person with some background.

    However, Han Jiuyou frowned slightly. In the past, he would not have wanted to contact people from government agencies, but now…

    Han Jiuyou looked at the people behind him, especially Zhou Min, and finally sighed slightly before getting in the car.

    Wen Yu led them all the way into a large courtyard. The five-star red flag at the door and the Red Guards standing on both sides marked that this was the residence assigned to Wen Yu by the government.

    The compound was not just theirs, but also had other family buildings. Wen Yu led them up to the fifth floor and led them into a 90-square-meter three-bedroom apartment.

    The furniture inside cannot be said to be complete, but the basic furniture is there. The wooden furniture is very good in this era. The bookshelf in the living room contains Chairman Mao’s books and Marx’s quotations, etc., and there is a portrait of Chairman Mao in the middle.

    Compared with Han Jiuyou’s calmness, Hu Xinlan and others seemed a little embarrassed.

    “There is also a guest room at home. Why don’t we put this little girl on the bed in the guest room while we discuss it in detail?” Wen Yu asked tentatively.

    Han Jiuyou looked at Zhou Min, who was carrying Hu Xinlan on his back, and nodded. Wenyu took Hu Xinlan into the guest room and took out the red bedding with the word “happy” from the closet. It looked like a brand-new bedding that had not been used much, and spread it on the 1.5-meter large bed.

    Hu Xinlan looked at it and wanted to say something, but Han Jiuyou shook his head at her and signaled her not to speak. After Wen Yu made the bed himself, Hu Xinlan was still confused and had a sense of unreality.

    “Sister, you put your sister on the bed. You and Sweet Potato Taozi will also rest in the guest room first. Mr. Wen and I will go to his daughter’s room to talk about something.” Han Jiuyou looked at Hu Xinlan’s dazed look and ordered.

    “…Jiuyou, you, please be careful, your injury…” Hu Xinlan originally wanted to call him by both his first and last name, but then he remembered that Wen Yu had been calling Han Jiuyou Mr. Xiao Zhou, so he recovered in time and hid the surname Han and called him Jiuyou.

    Han Jiuyou nodded, “I’m fine.” After saying that, he walked out first. The 30-square-meter house was a bit crowded with so many people.

    As soon as Han Jiuyou left the guest room, Wen Yu nodded politely to Hu Xinlan and followed Han Jiuyou’s footsteps to catch up.

    As soon as Wen Yu left the guest room and closed the wooden door, he saw Han Jiuyou standing in the living room with backlight. His small and thin shoulders were so weak, but his back was straight. Inexplicably, Wen Yu felt that this boy was not like an ordinary farmer’s child who went to the fields.

    “Mr. Xiao Zhou.” Wen Yu walked to Han Jiuyou and called him softly.

    “Go and see your daughter first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.” Han Jiuyou said straightforwardly.

    Wen Yu nodded repeatedly and led the way, taking him into another room.

    As soon as Wen Yu opened the door, Han Jiuyou couldn’t help but shudder as he stood at the door. His brows were furrowed and his body was filled with chills. Han Jiuyou could already feel the difficulty of this matter before he actually stepped into the room.

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