An icy chill spread from the skin of his neck throughout his body.
For a moment, Wang Jian felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.
He wanted to move, but found that he could no longer move.
"Die."
The woman in red whispered in Wang Jian's ear.
"Get out of my way."
Ling Zhiyun took out the mirror in his arms and looked directly at the woman in red.
In an instant, the woman in red screamed miserably.
She let go of Wang Jian, dodged and rushed toward Ling Zhiyun. .
Wang Jian staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He wiped the cold sweat from his head, and there was still a slight chill on his neck.
He had really walked through the gate of hell just now.
How could this female ghost be so powerful?
If Ling Zhiyun hadn't taken action, he would have been dead by now.
Thinking of this, Wang Jian glanced at the woman in red with lingering fear.
He held the whipping ruler tightly and began to mutter to himself.
Mr.
Zhao was so frightened that he lay motionless on the ground.
His face was full of horror, and he said with a cry: "Yan, Yanhong, don't, don't kill me, I was wrong, I was wrong."
"If Zhao Yuanfeng and others kill these two guys, you will die," the woman in red said sternly.
"But you have no chance."
Ling Zhiyun grinned.
He picked up the mirror in his hand and looked at the woman in red again.
The woman in red had already arrived in front of Ling Zhiyun.
Suddenly, her figure froze, and she saw more than a dozen pale white threads shooting out of the mirror in Ling Zhiyun's hand.
Silk threads tied the woman in red tightly from top to bottom.
Seeing that Ling Zhiyun had taken care of the female ghost, Wang Jian put away the corpse whip and looked at Mr.
Zhao with a cold face: "Old man, I wasn't interested in your nonsense before, but now that I'm talking about it, I really want to know.
The reason for the matter.”
Mr.
Zhao lay on the ground and trembled: "It's my fault, it's my fault.
I shouldn't have left Yan Hong behind.
I shouldn't have left her behind."
"Oh" Ling Zhiyun flashed a light in his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that you are a person who always gives up."
"No, no, I asked Yan Hong to wait for me to come back, but she did."
Mr.
Zhao started crying loudly as he spoke.
He looked up at the woman in red, his face full of tears.
At this time, the figure of the woman in red slowly changed.
Her long hair was tied into a long braid and hung on her back.
The blood stains on her body disappeared.
She also put on a pair of red cloth shoes.
Her face slowly turned into a normal look, her facial features looked very handsome, and she looked like a beautiful woman, but the faint lifelessness in her eyes looked a bit scary.
"Zhao Yuanfeng, do you know that I hate you?"
The woman in red looked at Mr.
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Zhao and said calmly.
"I know, I know."
Mr.
Zhao stood up and walked to the woman in red.
He stretched out his hand and hugged the woman in red.
The name Zhao Yuanfeng is very familiar.
He seems to have heard it somewhere.
Wang Jian thought to himself.
Suddenly, he patted his head and pointed at Mr.
Zhao: "I know who you are.
You are a pickle maker."
"What pickled mustard?"
Ling Zhiyun said with confusion on his face.
Wang Jian explained: "If you go to the supermarket and take a look, there is a mustard called Yuanfeng mustard.
There is a photo of this old man on it.
This old man is famous for selling mustard.
He has a net worth of hundreds of millions.
I also saw it in a magazine.
Saw him."
"Damn, he's so rich."
Ling Zhiyun said with a face full of disbelief: "One million seems too little, I need more."
Wang Jian: "" Mr.
Zhao didn't speak.
He hugged the woman in red tightly, his body trembling slightly.
The woman in red had no expression on her face and said: "Back then, you and your father went to Qinghu City to start a business.
You said you would come back and marry me, but I waited for ten years.
In these ten years, you know that I have suffered How hard was it?
Because of the Cultural Revolution, my father was labeled as a rightist and was criticized everywhere every day.
Before he could be redressed, he jumped into a well and died.
My mother and I were the only ones left in our family.
Because of my father’s death, my mother was bedridden.
Finally, Died of illness" "I know, I know all this."
Mr.
Zhao said tremblingly.
"You know hehe."
The woman in red sneered: "Do you still remember the day you came back?
You brought another woman back.
She is your current wife, right?
I went to greet you with excitement and nervousness. , but you brought me this, and you didn’t even look at it at the time At a glance, I saw the neighbors, no, they were all beasts.
They all laughed at me and laughed at me behind my back.
My affairs became the laughing stock of them after dinner.
They also bullied me and scolded my father.
In those days, I cried all day long, and finally, I chose to die.”
"I really didn't see you that day when I went back.
Really, the woman standing next to me was not what you thought.
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She and I were just friends at that time.
It was you I loved."
Mr.
Zhao cried: "I Less than an hour after I came back, I went back with my father.
During that hour, I kept looking for you, but I couldn’t find you.
Who knew that when I came back for the second time, you would already be there.
"I'm already dead, right?"
the woman in red said with a smile: "I put on my favorite red shirt, which you gave me, and then I hanged myself in front of the neighbor.
After I died, the neighbor It started to be haunted.
I wanted to take revenge on those beasts for making them laugh at me and bully me.
I killed several typical ones one by one, then cut off their tongues and threw their bodies at the intersection of the neighborhood. " "It's all my fault, it's all my fault," Mr.
Zhao said in a trembling voice.
As he spoke, he looked at the woman in red and said, "Yanhong, kill me.
I'll go down and accompany you."
The woman in red shook her head and said calmly: "If I wanted to kill you, you would have died forty years ago.
I have been by your side these years.
I know everything about you.
You have already It's not the Zhao Yuanfeng that it was back then.
Whenever you go back to Jinan City, I will entrust you with dreams.
I just want you not to forget me.
Goodbye and live well."
After saying that, the figure of the woman in red turned into black.
The anger quickly disappeared into the air.
"Yanhongyanhong" Mr.
Zhao roared, his voice seemed very hoarse, and his whole face was full of pain.
"Okay, okay, she is gone, her resentment has disappeared, you should be happy."
Ling Zhiyun patted Mr.
Zhao on the shoulder and said.
Mr.
Zhao nodded.
He turned around and looked at Ling Zhiyun and Wang Jian.
He knelt down with a plop and said, "I really want to thank you both for today.
I was just confused before, so I had that idea."
"Get up, you are a celebrity and you don't want others to know about your scandal.
I still understand this kind of thinking."
Ling Zhiyun grinned and said: "Give me money, 10 million, my assistant and I each get 5 million
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