"Master, where have you been all these years? We all miss you so much," Cen Qianshan cried out, "Back then, the Kingdom of Sakura invaded the Kingdom of Flowers. We thought you were counted by the Kingdom of Sakura, but we took the invaders of the Kingdom of Sakura. Killing all went to Sakurakuni Island and killed them again, but I just couldn't find you."

　　 Ximenqing's face remained unchanged: "Okay, do I have to report to you where I want to go? It's okay, don't cry in front of me."

　　 "Yes, yes," Cen Qianshan said in a panic, "It's me who talked too much, but the teacher, everyone miss you very much, do you think I should call everyone here to meet you?"

　　 "It's not necessary," Ximen Qing said with an aggravated tone, "I don't need you for the time being, you just continue to live as you were."

　　 "But..." Cen Qianshan wanted to say something more.

　　 Ximen Qing looked at him with cold eyes.

　　 He immediately swallowed what he had said to his lips: "Yes, I will go now. This is my business card. If you want to find me, please call me."

　　 Cen Qianshan left a business card, and then left quickly.

　　 Song Yunwu stared blankly at the dialogue between the two. She felt that Ximen Qing had become another person, very strange and a little scary.

But just when she was hesitating how to continue getting along with Ximen Qing, Ximen Qing, who had been squeezed, suddenly slumped towards her and buried a face directly on her chest: "Oh, he, has he gone? Scared me."

　　 "Huh?" The trace of fear that had just risen in Song Yunwu's heart disappeared instantly. Sure enough, it was an idiot zombie or an idiot zombie. The one just now must have been an illusion.

"Hurry up and leave, if he comes back, I don't know how to deal with it." Ximen Qing leaned in Song Yunwu's arms, half of her legs were soft, and the other half was mopping oil. The charter wife's body was fragrant and soft. Comfortable.

　　 Song Yunwu didn’t notice Ximen Qing’s little movements, but was puzzled: “Isn’t he your disciple? What are you afraid of him doing?”

　　 "Oh, it's very troublesome to explain. Anyway, what do you think about the group of fans outside of you two fighting?" Ximenqing said casually.

　　 Song Yunwu was right. I heard that the people taught in Tsing Yi were lunatics. If she could, she didn't want to face them for no reason, especially at her own signing event.

　　 When she left, she hadn't forgotten to pick up the business card and saw: "Oh, it's from the City Criminal Police Brigade."

　　 Because of an excuse to have lunch, the two have some time to rest. Song Yunwu came to the lounge with Ximen Qing, and couldn't help but ask: "What happened to you just now? Why do you use that way of speaking?"

　　 Ximen said with affection: "Scare and scare him, otherwise I have to smile and ask him, ‘have you eaten’?"

　　 "Really? Why am I so unbelievable?"

　　 "Don't believe me, pull it down." Ximenqing looked at her with a straight face.

　　 Song Yunwu finally gave up, while Ximen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 In fact, she was just pretending to be the former owner of this body. Ximen Qing is not the true leader of Tsing Yi, she is just an ordinary otaku who entered this body a hundred years ago. She knows who is in Tsing Yi Church better than Song Yunwu, so she has to deal with it more carefully. If Cen Qianshan knows that the soul in this body is no longer the original one, God knows what will happen.

　　 As for why she can imitate so much without inheriting the memory, this is a long story.

　　 In short, the two of them sent Cen Qianshan and continued to sign the sale. Until the sun went down, Ximen Qing didn't know how many copies he had signed. Add up to two people, maybe five or six thousand.

　　 Fortunately, for this signing, you have to buy a limited edition special edition booklet, otherwise the signing may not be finished in one day.

　　 "Ah...I feel like my hand is about to break." Song Yunwu rubbed her wrist. Even though she had changed her left and right hands halfway, she was still sore.

　　 Ximen saw this, and quickly went up and grabbed her little hand: "Come on, I'll rub it for you."

　　 Song Yunwu looked at her innocently, and said: "Zombies are so good, hands won't be sour, or you can do it for the future signings."

　　 "No! You cheat me once, and I won't be fooled by you next time!"

　　 Two people walked out of the gym and found three people waiting for them there. It was the three roommates of Xiliang Yaozhuang.

　　 "Yeah, why are you all here?" Ximen Qing asked in surprise, "Dad boy, didn't you go out to play with Akalin?"

　　 Damen Zi said: "She answered the phone and said that she had something to do with her and she had to rush back. Now she is on the plane."

　　 "Oh, how about you boy? Where are your friends?"

　　 "Her home is here, I have already gone back."

　　 Ximen Qing looked at Qin Yuyao at last, she suddenly remembered her purpose of going out today: "Ru Yao, how about you? Why are you here?"

Qin Yuyao said: "Let me see what Yun Wu's signing event looks like~lightnovelpub.net~ For reference, I didn't expect that Sister Ximen will also come. It's strange, when did you go out? You were obviously still watching TV when you went out."

　　 "Uh, I just wandered around in my spare time, and I was arrested by the charter wife." Ximen Qing said with a guilty conscience. She wouldn't admit that she came from Qin Yuyao.

　　 "Did you go out to hang out in broad daylight?" Qin Yuyao only thought it was incredible, "You actually went to the side where you have to take a few subway stops!"

　　 "That's right." Even though Song Yunwu cast a look of "You lie too badly", Ximen Qing said so bitterly.

　　 But Qin Yuyao obviously doesn't care much about this, she just complains routinely. Then she took out her mobile phone and said to Ximen, "Sister Ximen, do you know if you are hot? Look at this."

　　 Ximen Qing and Song Yunwu looked at it and saw that there was a Weibo page on the phone. The Jiugongge above was all photos of Ximen Qing when signing the book, and there was a paragraph on it:

　　 Sister Shenxian actually exists! You regret that you didn't come to the dance teacher's signing event!

　　 The number of comments on this Weibo has exceeded 50,000, and the number of likes is more than 100,000, and it is reposted more.

　　Ximen loves to leave a message, the first one on the top is "Really? Is this a P-played?"

　　 Then the first message below is for the blogger: There is no P picture, it is just casually taken with a mobile phone, and the beauty is not turned on.

　　 There is another unfolded message: It’s true! I went too! Wow! She is so beautiful!

　　 Ximen Qing looked at the horrible number of likes and forwards, and only felt a little headache: "These are cheers." Those in Tsing Yi must know what they are doing now.