"I'll agree to whatever the conditions, as long as you help me," the man said with a look of affirmation, looking at me.
I've seen a lot of this kind of thing, and to put it bluntly, they want me to help, just to know how they died.
And then Humph they began to try to get rid of me, and began to frantically take revenge on the person who killed them in their lifetime.
I'm never going to let that happen.
I said coldly: "You can help, but the condition is that you can't retaliate" "This" the man hesitated.
"Why can't you say yes?"
I asked with a cold eye.
The man bowed his head and was silent for a while: "Why did you kill me and let me die in vain, but you let me not retaliate, do you let them live with impunity like this?"
I straightened my back, not giving the man the slightest chance to bargain, and continued: "There is no reason why you want me to help you, just do as I say, I don't care if you die of natural causes or in vain, that proves that your life is over" The man looked at me and snorted coldly: "Hmph, you think I can't find someone else to help me, you have to be" I didn't care about spreading out one hand and making a gesture of please: "Whatever you want, I really want to see your ability, people who do our business have to talk about the rules, even if someone dares to help you, come to one, I'll clean up one, the reputation stinks, I see that the person who is willing to help you, how will he mix in the future" "I know you're not afraid of me, but I'm not afraid of you, if you don't help me, forget it, why don't you have trouble with me" The man had a hideous and dangerous expression on his face.
I replied in a stiff voice: "Are you afraid of me, it has nothing to do with me, this is the rule of our industry, no one can break this exception, there is no one who can't get by, the dead should go where they should go, the living are cleaned up by the police, and it is not your turn to do nonsense with these souls."
"Hmph, we'll see" The man's voice fell, and the figure slowly disappeared in front of my eyes.
I also woke up from my dream, turned on the lamp on the bedside table in the dark, and glanced at the time, it was only two o'clock in the middle of the night.
I was troubled by this dream, and I couldn't sleep anymore, so I simply went to the kitchen to find some water to drink.
Muzi must have heard my voice.
I had just pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge, and before the lid could be twisted, I felt a chill on my back.
"Xiaoxiao, I just felt something wrong."
Muzi's voice sounded from behind.
"Hmm," I agreed.
Actually, I don't know who is floating behind me, but when it's too late, no matter who is standing behind me, I don't look back.
It wasn't until Muzi opened his mouth to speak that I swallowed the mouthful of water in my mouth and responded to it with a single tone.
What entered my dream just now was the soul of that man, because the master's construction site was far away from here.
Even if his soul drifted to such a far suburb, it would be impossible for him to enter my dreams, or to do something bad in the villa.
Muzi himself is a soul, and he is very sensitive to the proximity of this kind of soul.
When it felt it just now, it should not have dared to leave Guo Mingze's side, and it was always alert to the surrounding environment.
Guo Mingze's current situation, his injured body, and the fact that he hit the evil first, even if it was a man's soul, he could easily take his life. aa2705221: