Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft

Only then did Shen Chun realize that there was the faint smell of sandalwood in the air. Her brother stared at her, his deep eyes shining with a dark blue light.

“You also have a psychic physique, right?” He didn’t speak, but his voice sounded in Shen Chun’s ear.

Shen Chun glanced at him and nodded slightly.

The eldest brother laughed heartily. “My brother is really lucky!”

“Brother, you’ve been unconscious for so many years. We’ve used all kinds of methods, but you didn’t show any signs of waking up. How did you wake up?” Fu Heng looked at the sky as he said, “It’s a long story.”

After he fainted back then, his soul aura dissipated and he watched helplessly as his body fell. The surrounding students screamed, but he couldn’t control his body.

Later on, he realized that he actually didn’t die. Instead, he had turned into countless fragments that scattered all over the world.

However, no matter where he traveled, he didn’t know where he was and couldn’t find his home.

That was until he met a woman who could see him.

The woman was cute and was probably in her twenties. When she first saw him, she stayed by his side for a long time.

Just as he thought that she was daydreaming, she suddenly asked, “You’re human, right?”

His soul suddenly began to tremble!

For the first time in years, he saw someone who could see him.

He was so lonely that at one point, he even thought of ending his life.

Therefore, he didn’t expect someone to be able to see him!

After he jumped slightly, the dandelion-like soul reached her open palm.

“That’s right. My soul is in pieces. If you can help me, I’m willing to pay any compensation.” As long as he could return home and return to that body, he was willing to give up everything.

“I knew you weren’t an ordinary dandelion.” The little girl patted her head and said, “But this curse will take a long time to break. It’s a little difficult even for a powerful wizard like me.”

Fu Heng nodded seriously as he said, “I can wait.”

In the following period of time, a portion of his soul floated around the world, while a portion of his soul stayed with the witch.

The witch was still a university student. She mixed in with the humans and attended classes together every day. She was very diligent in her studies and her grades were very good.

She said she was a survivor of a post-medieval witch hunt, and since then she has lived incognito until all those who knew about her past died of old age and other natural causes.

Her family had always valued education. Although time hadn’t erased her trauma, she still studied in various schools to earn degrees.

“Not all humans are stupid,” she said. “Smart minds are sometimes more important than witchcraft.”

The antidote she refined had always been short of the last herb. This gave Fu Heng time to slowly understand this girl, and he gradually fell in love with this tough and optimistic witch.

When the witch found the last herb, his soul instantly gathered in the witch’s house. Golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and his soul became as big as a normal person.

Fu Heng didn’t know how to thank her and he suddenly realized that his human form was a head taller than that of the sorcerer.

She looked so petite and cute that he had the urge to pull her into his arms.

“Thank you.” He immediately blushed.

The tips of the witch’s ears instantly turned red. “It’s fine. I’ll take you home.”

“No, wait a minute.” Fu Heng said on impulse, “Please tell me your address. i’ll come back with a thank-you gift.”

The witch didn’t refuse and just looked at him as she said with a giggle, “It’s nothing. The person who cast the spell on you is right beside you. He used the most vicious oriental spell. You have to be careful.”

Fu Heng’s gaze was fixed on her face as he said, “When 1 come back, can you and I…”

The witch instantly understood and covered her face to interrupt him. “Alright, alright. The address is already in your pocket. Go back quickly. Your family has been waiting for a long time.”

A door with several layers of golden curse arrays appeared in her small wooden house. The door opened with a bang, and inside, Fu Heng was lying in the hospital.

“After entering this door, you can go back.” The witch’s cheeks were slightly flushed as she stole a glance at Fu Heng through the gaps between her fingers..