After making the call, Job felt very anxious.

In the past, Caesar would fall asleep for a long time every month due to his health.

But nothing like this has ever happened.

What exactly is going on?

**

When Caesar woke up again, it was already night.

He sat up holding on to the bed, his head still feeling dizzy, as if he had been hit with a stick more than a dozen times.

Caesar couldn't help but hissed and muttered: 'Who hit me?"

A cold voice sounded in his ear: "Still dizzy?"

Caesar didn't respond.

Ying Zijin's voice was slow and he spoke again: "Xize, look at me."

Only then did Caesar come back to his senses. He was still a little confused. He raised his head blankly: "Boss?"

Why is his boss here?

What happened just now?

On the side, Qiao Bu said with lingering fear: "Master, you fainted in the morning, and the medical equipment didn't find out the cause of your illness."

"I called Miss Ying here and gave you treatment, and you finally regained consciousness."

He watched the process of Ying Zijin's treatment of Caesar. He did not use the gold or silver needles commonly used by ancient doctors, but only used a deck of tarot cards.

Job was also confused.

I don't understand what's going on at all.

"Ah, boss, I'm sorry to bother you again." Nishizawa rubbed his temples, his voice a bit tired, "My health may be getting worse."

Alchemy changes the rate of cell division, etc., but one day all cells will undergo apoptosis.

Caesar knew that that day would be his death.

"It's not that your body is not good." Ying Zijin raised his eyes, "You have been cursed, don't you know?"

Caesar suddenly woke up and was startled: "A spell?"

Casting a curse is a Western term. In China, it is called "evil".

The essence of both is the same, a curse.

Ying Zijin nodded: "Who did you contact after the dance?"

Caesar's consciousness was still a little unclear. He tried hard to recall: "Except for your boyfriend and his employees, I have never seen anyone. What on earth am I..."

He held his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness.

"Be patient for now. It has just been lifted and it will take a while to get better." Ying Zijin said calmly, "You don't have to think about it. I'll see for myself."

She laid out the tarot cards again and quickly selected three cards.

Caesar knew nothing about divination and could only watch.

After more than ten seconds, Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes and said, "My skills are pretty good."

Generally, a fortune teller needs to know the target's birth date before he can cast a spell.

No one except her and Norton knows Caesar's true date of birth.

Even so, he was still under a spell.

It proves that the ability of the fortune teller who cast the spell is on the same level as Fifth River.

Definitely a veteran level.

"Boss, what kind of spell did she cast on me?" Caesar breathed slowly, "I don't have any strength at all."

"The Chinese saying is called 'Peach Blossom Evil'." Ying Zijin said, "If you are hit by the Peach Blossom Evil, you can only be in contact with one woman in your life. If you stay too far away from her, your body functions will continue to decline."

"At the same time, you will slowly fall in love with her and can only rely on her to live."

Caesar broke out in a sweat: "Is it so scary?"

How is this different from a puppet?

"Well, peach blossom evil is very common. Most people will only think that they are sick and will not think about other things." Ying Zijin said quietly, "But you are the most powerful peach blossom evil, so the reaction will be great."

Caesar pressed his head and said feebly: "Boss, is this the reason why you calculated that I don't have a girlfriend?"

"No, this was an accident." Ying Zijin stood up and raised his eyebrows, "Besides, you might have a girlfriend."

Caesar was stunned and looked up.

Ying Zijin had already opened the door and left.

"Boss, what are you doing? You haven't finished speaking yet."

The girl's voice floated from far away, cold and cool: "I'll take revenge on you."

Caesar was stunned for a moment, and these words brought him back a hundred years ago.

He was also bullied at that time, and his boss also said these four words, and then threw the bully in front of him.

So from that moment on, he swore.

He will follow Ying Zijin to the death in this life.

Don't abandon, don't give up, until his life comes to an end.

It turns out that after so many years, nothing has changed.

Caesar leaned on the bed, was silent for a moment, and suddenly turned his head: "Job, what do you mean by what you said about my boss?"

"Which sentence?"

"Said I might have a girlfriend."

This sentence made Caesar attach great importance to it.

"Uh..." Job paused and persuaded tactfully, "Master, you'd better take good care of yourself first. With your current physical condition, I'm afraid even Miss Rita, who danced with you the day before yesterday, will be able to perform well."

Knock you down with just one hand."

Caesar: "..."

He pulled the quilt over his head with a depressed expression.

**

The night is very deep.

Many lights in the town went out.

In that wooden house, the old woman was not asleep yet.

She was wearing reading glasses and reading a book by the light.

Holly is not here tonight, only the old woman.

The heavy wooden door suddenly creaked, but there was no sound of footsteps.

The old woman's expression changed: "Who?!"

She turned her head sharply, and the lights in the room brightened at this moment, illuminating the girl's beautiful face.

The girl's appearance is extremely beautiful, with an aggressive beauty and a sense of oppression.

The old woman's eyes narrowed, but she didn't have any fear, and her body relaxed: "Who do I think she is? It turns out she is a little girl, and she is from the East. She is really a rare visitor."

She once had a fight with an Eastern fortune teller, but in the end both sides suffered losses and no one benefited.

I have to admit that when it comes to divination and divination, Dongfang is still stronger.

But how strong can a little girl who is not even twenty years old be?

"Little girl, didn't your elders tell you not to mess with me?" The old woman stood up slowly, her dark green pupils flashing sharply, "Why, you became a fortune teller, and no one told you

My name?"

No matter who Ying Zijin is a student of, she will not show mercy if he breaks into her territory privately.

"Freya Jones." Ying Zijin said calmly, "I know your name. Your ancestors were also diviners. It's a pity that in the Middle Ages, you were given the name of 'witch' and were banned by the Heretic Tribunal.

The slaughter was complete."

"Because you are a descendant of a side branch, you escaped the disaster and began to study evil divination to improve your abilities. Now, you have become a 'witch'."

"Shut up!" The old woman's expression suddenly changed, "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of witch?!"

Diviners are most taboo about being called "witch", as this will remind them of the 300-year-old hunt for witches.

The old woman had a guilty conscience because she was indeed not following the right path.

"You must have just started Taoism, right? Do you know about fortune tellers?" The old woman sneered, "She has predicted it a long time ago. All witches and sorcerers were completely dead in 1780. Where did the witch come from?"
To be continued...