My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1335

As Henry slashed the Qi sword, purple light glowed around it. The purple Qi sword flew toward Andrew and Hebor.

Andrew and Hebor weren't going to fight Henry. They evaded the moment Henry's slashed his sword. The purple Qi flew toward the towers, and one chain was cut off.

The breaking of the chain brought a sense of relief to Henry. He was tempted to cut another.

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

In a noodle restaurant in the capital.

Gardiner was sitting by the window, eating a bowl of noodle soup. With every bite he took, he looked out the window to check up his Rolls- Royce. Gardiner looked at his Rolls-Royce as if he was looking at his lover.

Gardiner's cell phone on the table suddenly rang. He received an encrypted message. Gardiner took a look at the message and stood up immediately. He left his unfinished bowl of noodle and his beloved car behind and left on foot.

Ten minutes later, Gardiner appeared in an underground base.

"Boss, you came." It was the doctor who cured Henry after the battle of Emperor's Mausoleum.

"What's going on?" Gardiner asked, frowning.

There were more than a dozen computer monitors in front of the doctor. He took a deep breath and said, "Boss, what I will tell you may be a little hard to understand, but it is all real. I found out that there are three different types of Qi tangling inside of Henry. One of which is the Qi Henry practiced, and another one is the sword Qi from the inheritance of Western Xia, which is trying to eat away Henry. But they are both normal types of Qi. However, there is another red Qi. It isn't like anything I've ever seen, and it is very aggressive. The red Qi lurks around and strengthens itself, while the other Qis fighting against each other. I studied Henry's genes and found out that the red Qi has consciousness."

Gardiner asked in concern, "Do you mean that Henry has DID, and his other personality also practices Qi?"

The doctor nodded and said, "This is one of the speculations. As for the other one, you should ask the fortune-teller."

"Boss," An old man with a white beard appeared behind Gardiner. He wore a white Taoist robe and held a banner, which said fortune-telling.

"Do you have anything to report?" Gardiner looked at the fortune-teller and asked. He was the fortuneteller of Section Nine someone had told Henry about.

The fortune-teller replied, "I read his birth chart and got numerous different results. I have never seen anything like it during my years of experience of fortune-telling. I suspect that Henry has encountered the Evil Spirit..."

"What on earth is the Evil Spirit?" Gardiner asked in a serious tone of voice.

"I don't know," The fortune-teller shook his head, "According to fortune-telling, a person has three souls and seven spirits, but we can't see or touch them. It is only because of how our physical body functions. Just like air, our lives depend on it, but no one can see or shape it. As the saying goes, it exists if you believe in it. It doesn't exist if you don't believe in it. So the time the non-believers believe is the time they actually see something."

Gardiner pondered for a while and asked, "Do you mean the spiritual creatures?"