She really hoped that the person lying on the bed at this moment was her, and that he should not suffer for her, as this should have been borne by her.

"Aunt, you haven't had a day or night. Are you sure you don't need to take a break?" Yan Shisan was a little worried when he saw her like this.

"I'm not sleepy, I'm going to wait for him to wake up." Xiahou Xiyue looked at Duanmu Xiu for a moment. He didn't wake up, how could she rest with peace of mind?

"Don't show off. Look at your appearance. People are not like humans, ghosts, or ghosts. When Duanmu Xiu woke up, he would probably roar again when he saw you like this." Yan Shisan took the mirror on the table and put it in front of her.

Xiahou Xiyue looked into the mirror in confusion. When she saw the image inside the mirror, she suddenly screamed in fear: "Who is the person inside?" The man in the mirror had swollen eyes, his chin was covered with stubble, and there was still black dirt on his face. The whole sloppy homeless man was.

"Isn't it just your current appearance? Even if you don't want to rest, you will still be able to renovate your style. If you go out now, you will definitely scare the child to cry." Yan Shisan said suavely.

"But..." She couldn't bear to leave Duanmu Xiu, and Xiahou Xiyue looked at the person on the bed.

"Don't, he disappeared suddenly. When he woke up and saw his appearance becoming like this, do you want to make him angry?" Since they exchanged souls, Duanmu Xiu's image has been almost destroyed by her, but at least she has to take a closer look.

"Okay, you watch him here, I'll go in and clean it up." Yes, if Xiu woke up and saw that his appearance was ruined by her, he would definitely be furious by her. She didn't want him to be angry. Xiahou Xiyue was willing to leave and went to the bathroom to sort out her appearance.

"I really can't do anything to you." Yan Shisan rolled his eyes as she left her back. After she got in, he came to the bed and stretched out his palm to Duanmu Xiu's forehead.

In less than a moment, Duanmu Xiu slowly opened his eyes.

"How is your health?" Yan Shisan asked as if nothing had happened.

"I can't die, can you find it out?" Duanmu Xiu struggled to sit up from the bed. Before he was stunned, he asked him to check who kidnapped him.

"I found it, but I think you shouldn't want to know who did it." Yan Shisan shrugged.

"Is it the people around me?" Duanmu Xiu's sharp eyes sank.

"According to the results of my investigation, on the day you were in a car accident, you were sent to the temple for the reason of being possessed by evil spirits in the temple. The person who sent you in was Yun Shangzi, the Taoist priest who did his job for your father." Yan Shisan looked at him and said.

"So it's him." No wonder he always felt that his voice was very familiar, but he never thought that the person who caught him would have something to do with his father. Duanmu Xiu's face suddenly became unstable. He half-squinted his eyes, "Why do they want to catch Xiaoyue?"

"I haven't found this yet, but I think this matter is not related to your father. He has also gone to and from the temple, or this matter is what he ordered Yun Shangzi to do." He was also very curious about what Duanmu Dingtian did to capture Xiyue. Xiyue no longer had the Buddha's heart relics on her body. What did they fall to the ground?
Chapter completed!