Yan Huai's eyes were scarlet, flashing with fear and doubt.
"You're finally out," Qi Ying muttered to herself.
Yan Huai, who was surrounded by an evil spirit, reached out and grabbed Qi Ying's neck.
Perhaps because he had been lying down for too long, his body did not have much strength, so Qi Ying easily broke free.
"You're just so-so. You must be very depressed to meet a host who doesn't want to fuse with you, right?"
The evil spirit did not pounce on him again. Instead, it crashed into the window.
The windowsill of the Yan family's house was made of hard granite. If one bumped into it, one's head would break.
Qi Ying reached for the knife on the bed and cut her arm.
Red blood splattered, and a few drops splashed into the evil spirit's eyes.
The evil spirit covered its eyes.
Qi Ying chanted again and lit the pile of herbs.
The rich fragrance of herbs filled the room.
A moment later, the evil spirit dissipated. Only then did everyone notice that the white moonlight had reappeared.
The eclipse ended and the blood moon disappeared. The moonlight on the ground turned milky white again.
Yan Huai, who had been possessed by an evil spirit, lost consciousness and fell onto Qi Ying.
Qi Ying lost her balance and was pushed to the ground.
Qi Ying was quick to react and used her arm to support herself so that the two of them would not fall in a sorry state.
Just as she was about to help Yan Huai onto the bed, Yan Huai, who was lying on top of her, suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of rare silver pupils. When they first opened, they were a little unfocused. After a while, they focused again.
"Who are you?"
Qi Ying had seen many people, but at this moment, she felt a strong sense of oppression under this man's gaze.
"The person who saved you," Qi Ying said slowly.
Yan Huai frowned and wanted to stand up from her body, but he realized that he couldn't. He couldn't exert any strength.
"What's going on?"
When the Yan family saw that Yan Huai had woken up, they quickly ran into the room and helped him up, letting him sit on the bed.
Yan Huai's voice was very pleasant and ethereal like a god.
"What's going on, Miss Qi? Why is Xiao Huai's body still like this?"
Qi Ying also stood up. "It's not a big deal. His soul has been summoned back. It's just that he's been unconscious for too long, so he's like this now. He'll recover after a little rest."
Yan Huai looked at her with a clear and transparent gaze. Qi Ying felt a strange premonition.
Yan Hong stood in front of the bed, tears streaming down his face.
"Grandpa, don't be sad." Yan Huai said.
Yan Hong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked up to Qi Ying. He was about to bow to her.
Qi Ying quickly stopped Yan Hong. "There's no need to be like this. It's fate that I came today to help Mr. Yan Huai get rid of the curse. You don't have to be so polite."
Yan Hong nodded. "Fortunately, Miss Qi came. Otherwise, my grandson would probably…"
Yan Jiang immediately took out a check and signed a sum of five million yuan. "This is a little reward from our Yan family. I hope you can take it."
Qi Ying did not decline the money. Although it was a lot of money, in Baicheng, where every inch of land was expensive, it was only enough to buy a three room house.
She had already planned to use this money to buy a small house. Then, with a little renovation, she would be able to bring Grandma Ma Xi over.
Cui Yu also looked at Qi Ying excitedly. "Sister Qi Ying, you're really amazing!"
A junior whom Qi Ying had never seen before bowed to her. "Thank you, Miss Qi, for saving my uncle."
With that, he bowed to Grandpa Yan. "Since Uncle is awake, I'll go back first."
With that, he turned around and left.
Yan Hong sighed. "This is my grandson, Yan Bin. His personality has always been like this. I hope Miss Qi won't take offense."
Qi Ying looked at his back and felt a strong sense of hostility.
When the evil spirit possessed Yan Huai's body and slammed into the window sill just now, he must have controlled it out of his hostility, right?
She frowned. This young-looking boy had evil intentions.
Yan Bin walked out of the door. He did not get into the car arranged by the Yan family. Instead, he walked to a Bentley and got in.
"How could this be? Didn't they say that it was foolproof? Who is this woman? How do you do things?!" Yan Bin looked at the people in the car and asked fiercely.