It was just the beginning, the counterattack from He Jinxiu had already played a role unknowingly.

Yuan initially stayed in the villa for a year, far more than the previous five. The He family, who knew the inside story, expressed surprise, but they didn't have too much doubt. It was only a good thing that Yuan Chu and Aunt Wang were hard to support, and it was a good thing that they didn't need to change people frequently.

During this year, He Jinxiu's changes were undoubtedly huge. He not only completed all the courses in middle and high school, but also learned the skills of short-term body control. Even if there is no fusion, some relatively complex actions can be completed, such as getting up, walking, eating, washing, going to the toilet, etc.

Under the rich nourishment, his body is much stronger than before, and his pale face shows a bit of anger from time to time.

"Master Jinxiu." As soon as the original voice sounded, He Jinxiu responded immediately.

He turned his head and stared intently at the man walking towards him.

Yuan Chu handed him a water bottle: "It's time to water the flowers."

He Jinxiu took the kettle and watered the flowers in sequence, with the same amount of water in each pot.

"This pot should be watered a little more, that pot should be watered a little less." Yuan Chu instructed.

He Jinxiu followed suit.

"Well done, reward a candy." Yuan Chu opened his palm, revealing five fruit candies, "You can choose which flavor you like."

He Jinxiu put down the kettle and looked at the fruit candy in her palm seriously, as if thinking about some important life event.

【Orange flavor! ] He Guigui made a decision for his body, but his body had its own thoughts and chose the apple flavor.

He Guigui: ? ? ? Are you my body? ? ?

"I like apple flavor too." Yuan Chu smiled at him.

He Guigui: [Hmph. 】

He chose the taste he originally liked.

The mouth says no, the body is still very honest.

"Tonight's exam, you prepare." Yuan Chu suddenly changed his style and announced this "refreshing" news.

He Guigui couldn't believe it: [I'm already so miserable, do you still want me to take the exam? ? ? 】

"This year's admission score for the college entrance examination in this city is 678. If you can score above 600, I will give you a gift."

He Guigui: [I'm only 14 years old! 】Is it okay for others to go to junior high school at the age of 14? !

"As a genius, don't you have the dignity and arrogance of being a genius?"

He Guigui: Don't think that praising him as a "genius" will obediently obey him!

Thinking so in my heart, my body has already reacted.

He Jinxiu took out a pencil from his pocket and looked at Yuan Chu with bright eyes.

"Good." Yuan Chu touched his dog's head.

In the evening, Yuan Chu put the prepared test papers on the table and played the pen fairy again.

Although the body has a certain amount of mobility, after all, it cannot coordinate well with the brain, and it cannot last for too long. It is still necessary to use the medium to let He Guigui complete the answer.

As Yuan Chu successfully summoned the "Pen Fairy", He Guigui easily attached to the pencil, and began to frantically answer questions between his two hands.

I saw pencils sketching on the test paper, as if didn't need to think, did it in one go.

He Guigui, who is in the state of the soul, thinks much faster than a living person, just like a hang-up, and he has already come up with the answer the moment he glances at it.

He Guigui is tireless, and it took him only 4 hours for the exam paper that others take two or three days to complete. Yuan Chu also stayed with him for 4 hours, and even though the raised hand was sore, he didn't interrupt him.

【All right! 】He Guigui handsomely closed his pen, his face dripping with joy.

"No more writing?" Yuan Chu asked.

【No more writing. 】He Guigui said confidently, 【Even if you don't need composition points, I can still get more than 600 points. 】

Yuan Chu smiled: "Really?"

[If you don't believe me, read the paper quickly. 】He Guigui urged impatiently.

I took the test paper in the first place and read it carefully.

In fact, she didn't need to check to know how many points he got. But this is a paper he has worked so hard to finish, and she has to take a serious look at it no matter what.

He Guigui and his body quietly stood aside, waiting for the original examination paper to be graded.

But after a long time, He Guigui noticed that the movement of her holding the pen seemed to be a little stiff, and the lines of the pen were not very smooth.

Only then did he realize that Yuan Chu had been with him for 4 hours just now and raised his arms for 4 hours. He's a ghost and doesn't feel tired, but she's different.

[It's getting late, let's see tomorrow. ] He Guigui used ghost energy to cover up the test paper layer by layer, preventing Yuan Chu from continuing to read it.

At the same time, his body slowly raised his hand, and awkwardly squeezed her right arm, as if massaging.

Yuan Chu glanced at him and put down the test paper: "Okay, listen to you."

He Guigui withdraws the ghostly spirit of sticking to the test paper with satisfaction, the women in his room should listen to him!

Turning his eyes, he found that his body was still massaging the original, and his movements were scribbled and unorganized.

He Guigui was really angry and wanted to replace him.

"Okay, I'm fine." Yuan Chu gently pulled his hand away and instructed, "Go take a shower."

He Jinxiu stood up obediently and walked towards the bathroom with mechanical steps.

[I can wash myself, so don't follow me. 】He Guigui hurriedly followed.

In the past, his heart was still like water, but now he is also a little ashamed. He is no longer willing to let Yuan Chu help with things like taking a bath and going to the toilet.

Yuan Chu didn't insist, got up and went back to the room.

The next day, when He Jinxiu got up and came to the living room, the examination papers that had been reviewed were neatly placed on the table.

"635 points, well done." Yuan Chu came out of the kitchen with a hot breakfast.

[Of course, who called me a genius. 】He Guigui floated to Yuan Chu's side, while his body staggered and hung on top of her, as if he wasn't standing still.

He Guigui stared: Your body is so scheming, does your soul know!

Yuan Chu held his back, placed him on the seat, and helped him set the dishes.

[Didn't you say that as long as I reach 600 points or more, you will give me a gift? What about gifts? 】He Guigui allowed his body to eat while he hooked up with Yuan Chu.

Yuan Chu hooked out the red rope around his neck, and there was a jade pendant on the red rope.

【what is this? 】

"This is mutton fat jade. Although the texture is average, it can nurture the soul body." Yuan Chu explained, "In the future, you can attach it to this jade pendant to isolate it from the outside world and reduce the damage of the formation to you."

He Guigui's eyes lit up; [I will try. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him swish and dive into the jade pendant.

A minute later, he got out of the jade pendant again and said excitedly; "I can't feel the power of the formation at all! 】

Yuan Chu added: "This is only a temporary safe house. Your body is still there, and your soul cannot stay in the jade pendant for too long, up to 5 hours a day."

5 hours is also enough!

This formation kept running, plundering the vitality of his body and soul all the time. Five hours of Enron a day is undoubtedly a great happiness for him.

【Thank you, Yuan Chu! 】She is simply his angel!

Yuan Chu put the jade pendant back and said, "This jade cost me 192,888. Remember to return it to me later."

He Guigui: [...] I was moved for only 3 seconds.

After a long time, he realized that 190,000 was almost the entire salary for the first year...

The author has something to say: He Guigui: Being too honest with your body is also a kind of distress...

☆, ghost king (8)

A year was enough for the He family to realize that something was wrong. The people who robbed He Jinxiu of luck, led by He Mingyuan, were more or less in trouble.

He Mingyuan felt uneasy, and invited Master Qiu to the villa again.

Master Qiu stood at the door of the villa, carefully checked the surrounding aura, and found nothing unusual. Then he came to the door of He Jinxiu's room, and swept the room's layout and furnishings one by one, and there was no sign of being altered or damaged.

At this time, his eyes fell on the young man on the bed, frowning slightly, always feeling that something was wrong. The boy's expression was dull, his face was pale, and he didn't respond to the movements of the outside world, but he seemed to be... fat? !

Yes, it is fat!

In the past, his cheeks were sunken, bony, and his face was dark blue. In front of him, his face is round and his skin tone is even, and he looks like a well-conditioned young master.

Master Qiu asked, "Who is taking care of him now?"

He Mingyuan replied: "A woman named 'Original', according to your instructions, was born in the lunar calendar."

Hearing the name of "Yuan Chu", He Guigui, who was floating quietly in the corner, raised his head sharply, a flash of blood flashed in his empty deep eyes.

"Original?" Master Qiu recalled for a while, "Has she been here for a long time?"

"Yes, it's been almost a year and a half." He Mingyuan was also a little surprised, secretly saying that this woman's life was really tough.

"A year and a half?" Master Qiu squinted, "Impossible, the ghost qi of the villa is very harmful to women in the lunar calendar, and half a year is the limit."

"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with this woman?" He Mingyuan's face was ugly.

"I'm not sure yet, you call her back, I want to see for myself." Master Qiu came to the living room and looked around. There is really no problem with the formation, but the effect is weakened. There are generally only two reasons for this situation. One is that He Jinxiu's luck is still increasing and gradually overwhelms the power of the formation, and the other is that someone helped him offset the damage of the formation.

On the other side, He Mingyuan had called Yuan Chu to come back.

Upstairs, He Jinxiu's door slowly opened a crack, and a blood-red eye stared at the two people in the living room.

Master Qiu seemed to feel something, looked up, and the maliciousness just now disappeared.

Although he is proficient in ventilation and water skills, he has no yin and yang eyes, can't see ghosts, and can only feel the existence of ghosts.

Thirty minutes later, Yuan Chu rushed back to the villa and walked over with low eyebrows under the watchful eyes of He Mingyuan and Master Qiu.

Master Qiu carefully looked at this beautiful young girl. Her aura was no different from that of ordinary people, her life palace was dark, her eyebrows were thin and almond eyes, she had no happiness or longevity, and she was mediocre and ordinary, which matched her birth date quite well.

Judging from her complexion, she was indeed somewhat morbid, with ghostly aura entangled in her body, and she looked like she was dying soon. It stands to reason that she should have been weak and resigned to go home to recuperate. But not only did she stay, she stayed here for a year and a half.

"Mr. He, what are your orders for calling me back?" Yuan Chu asked warmly. She is very aware of this Master Qiu's ability, and the results he saw were all illusions she let him see.

He Mingyuan glanced at her coldly, then turned to look at Master Qiu.

Master Qiu stared at her intently, speechless for a while.

He Guigui, who was hiding in the dark, was furious when he saw her low-pitched appearance. Why did these two bastards make her feel so wronged! Constrained the usual freshness, concealed the original agility, did not dare to reveal the slightest extraordinary, and allowed others to rudely scrutinize.

After a long time, Master Qiu asked, "I don't think your spirit is very good. Are you too tired from work?"

Yuan Chu: "Thank you for your concern, I am very satisfied with my current job."

Master Qiu asked again, "Have you been to the hospital for a physical examination recently?"

"I just went there the day before yesterday, except for some malnutrition, everything is normal." Yuan Chu replied unhurriedly.

Master Qiu fell silent, his eyes hesitant.

"Master." He Mingyuan leaned over and whispered, "If you think there is something wrong with her, I will resign her immediately."

Master Qiu shook his head: "No, Jin Xiu needs her to take care of her, and I couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while."

He Mingyuan understood. The so-called "care" is to let her stay by He Jinxiu's side as nourishment.

Master Qiu waved Yuan Chu to evade, and then said to He Mingyuan, "The power of the formation has been weakened and needs to be strengthened again. You can find a way to collect a few more artifacts, I will be of great use."

"No problem." He Mingyuan agreed immediately.

The two did not stay in the villa for too long, and left after finishing the work.

He Mingyuan was still a little worried, and asked Aunt Wang to monitor Yuan Chu and report her every move on time.

Aunt Wang was instructed to change from only two days a week to four days a week, which greatly reduced the opportunities for He Guigui to go out and the time for He Jinxiu's activities.

【I want to get her away! 】He Guigui was furious.

"What about after driving away? Let others know that an abnormality has been found and strengthen their vigilance?" The original tone was flat.

【Do you just let it go? 】 Compared with being bound by himself, what made him more intolerable was being bullied in the first place.

"Don't worry, she will be leaving soon." Aunt Wang has been eroded by ghosts for a long time. Although her character is very hard, there is a limit.

【How fast is it soon? 】He Guigui doesn't want to see her for a day!

Originally thought for a while: "About 7 days."

[Okay, I can barely believe you once. 】He Guigui was temporarily appeased.

Six days later, Yuan Chu was sent out by He Mingyuan again.

He Guigui stood by the window, coldly watching Qiu Zhen re-arrange the formation, borrowing the power of three ghost weapons to trigger the formation, and all of a sudden, the ghost energy was full, and the gloomy wind blew wildly.

He Guigui only felt that his soul body was solid, his luck was low, a chill penetrated his heart, and his strength seemed to be drawn away little by little.

Anger, resentment, grievance, pain, loneliness... All kinds of negative emotions constantly tormented his soul, and the surface of his body gradually showed a gray and dead aura.

The ghost energy around He Guigui is getting stronger and stronger, with a faint trace of blood, as if he is evolving into a serious ghost.

"Okay." Qiu Zhen felt the change in his aura, and said with a slightly dispirited spirit.

"It's hard work, master." He Mingyuan said happily, "I'll have someone transfer 20 million to your account right away."

Qiu Zhen let out a faint "um", but did not notice his Yintang at all, there was already a trace of blackness.

The two left in the car, waiting for Yuan Chu, who was not far away, to return immediately.

Looking at the villa covered by ghosts, the original eyes were slightly dark.

He Jinxiu's current luck has been linked to her, and with the protection of merit, the formation can no longer function as it used to. On the contrary, the more they motivated, the more powerful He Guigui's soul body would be tempered, and the more powerful the backlash that would follow.

[Original. 】 Sen Ran's voice came from the darkness.

Yuan Chu raised his head and met a pair of blood-colored eyes.

He Guigui slowly walked towards her, not using the float as usual, but step by step, down to earth, where ghosts permeated.

Yuan Chu opened his arms and embraced him in his arms while He Guigui was stunned.

She hoped that He Guigui's soul body could be tempered, but she didn't want him to be contaminated with too much darkness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hearing this sentence again, He Guigui's cold heart was instantly melted.

[Um...] The hostility dissipated, leaving only a piece of softness.

The next day, Aunt Wang, who stayed overnight in the villa, warned Yuan Chu and drove away.

[Today is the seventh day. 】He Guigui looked at the car that was gradually moving away and reminded aloud.

"Yeah." Yuan Chu replied indifferently while sitting on the sofa and brushing his phone.

[Didn't you say she would leave in seven days? 】He Guigui lay on her back in dissatisfaction.

"Yeah, didn't she leave?" Yuan Chu didn't look up.

【Is this what you mean by "go"? ? ? 】He Guigui widened his ghost eyes, seeing Yuan Chu only playing with his cell phone, he couldn't help but get angry.

The ghost figure disappeared in place, and in the next second, a gruesome grimace suddenly appeared on the original mobile phone screen, accompanied by bursts of piercing smiles.

【Quack quack quack...】

Yuan Chu stared at him blankly, making him look stiff.

[Why don't you have the reaction that a normal person should have? 】He Guigui's puzzled voice came from the phone.

"How should a normal person react?"

[Frightened, terrified, screaming. 】

Yuan Chu was silent for a moment and said, "I can't help the person I like."

What did she just say? the person like? ? ?

He Guigui was instantly detached from the phone, and the whole ghost swayed uncontrollably.

Ahhhh, originally liked him! ! !

He Guigui tried his best to pretend he didn't care: [Since you like me so much, then I can barely like you too. 】

Yuan Chu: "...don't force it too hard."

He Gui Gui anger: [You care if I'm reluctant or not! 】

At this moment, Yuan Chu suddenly turned to look out the door, his eyes deep.

"She has an accident."

He Guigui doesn't know why: [Who? 】

"Aunt Wang." Yuan Chu lowered his head again and continued to swipe his phone.

【What happened to her? 】

"Haunted by ghosts, bad luck continues."

Just as Aunt Wang left the villa, she ran into a truck head-on. In order to avoid it, the truck rolled down the hillside.

Aunt Wang was seriously injured, with a comminuted fracture of her left leg, and she was disabled for life.

She has worked in the He family for many years, and she has acted in favor of tigers and indirectly killed many innocent people. Her retribution has only begun now.

When He Mingyuan heard the news, his eyebrows twitched, and he felt uneasy in his heart. just strengthened the formation yesterday, but an accident happened today. Is this a coincidence?

Master Qiu explained: "I use the ghost weapon to strengthen the formation. Only those who are blessed by the formation will benefit. Others who approach the formation will be affected by different erosions. You don't have to worry, the more people the formation is eroded, the more The more powerful it is. You enjoy the luck of He Jinxiu, and it will only prosper and smooth sailing."

"That's good." He Mingyuan was relieved, and then asked Aunt Wang to make compensation, and planned to send another trusted friend to guard the villa.

But guarding the villa is about to become a difficult task, and the people who are no match for He Guigui and Yuan Chu will be attacked.

Obviously, in this world, it is estimated that few people's eight characters can be tougher than them...

☆、Ghost King (9)

He Mingyuan sent another person to take care of the villa the next day. He spent the night peacefully, and then he was unlucky on the way home. Although it was only small things such as bankruptcy, wrestling, and quarrels, it was enough to make people suffer. Energetic.

The man didn't hold out for three days and eventually quit the job citing a concussion.

In the next month, He Mingyuan arranged several more people, but it didn't last long. Later, everyone talked about the discoloration of the villa. As a last resort, he could only let people stay at the foot of Yinshan where the villa is located.

Yinshan is the property of the He family, and it is also a feng shui treasure land that is conducive to tombs. All the ancestors of the He family are buried here. When it came to He Mingyuan's father's generation, they were not satisfied with the blessings brought by the ancestral tombs. They specially asked experts to study how to make the He family more beautiful. The greed of a few people eventually brought about the tragedy of the He Jinxiu family, which also created the extremely poor and noble family today. The rich Hejia.

Without the surveillance of outsiders, He Guigui and Yuan Chu had a lot of freedom of movement. Although He Mingyuan arranged people at the foot of the mountain, the scope was too large and the surveillance was very limited.

In the beginning, he would take He Guigui out for training every two days, and he met a lot of lonely ghosts, some of them died of injustice, some died of regret, and some died of depression. Most of the other ghosts who died normally would not stay in the world.

The original purpose is not only to save the ghosts, but more importantly, to rescue the living people related to them by helping these ghosts. For example, children who have been abducted and sold before can always obtain some unknown information and some dark inside stories from ghosts.

In order to improve the efficiency of work, a ghost group was originally built to recruit ghosts.

He Guigui is a "ghost" who enters the group and is also the group owner of this group.

[Ghosts can also access the Internet? 】He Guigui tried to send a message in the group, and it was successful.

Yuan Chu: "This is a chemical reaction resulting from the combination of technology and metaphysics."

He Guigui: […]

Yuan Chu explained: "I have set up an enchantment in this group, and the ghosts who enter the group will increase their power and can communicate freely through the Internet like ordinary people."

[How do other ghosts enter the group? Are you looking for them one by one? 】

"That's too much trouble," Yuan Chu said. "I added a special aura that only ghosts can identify to the group portrait. They can apply to join the group as long as they want."

He Guigui magically looked at this ordinary-looking group, and asked expectantly: [Can I learn this skill? 】

"Of course." Yuan Chu agreed without hesitation.

It was too late to be happy, only to hear a "ding" sound, a ghost applied to join the group.

At first, clicked to agree, and immediately there was a dry and thin grimace with hollow eyes in the group.

"This avatar is a projection based on the ghost's appearance." Yuan Chu pointed to the avatar of He Guigui at the top, "Look at your..."

The voice stopped, and there was no more text, because He Guigui's head suddenly turned pitch black.

He Guigui: [I tried to modify it just now, but I didn't expect it to be successful. 】

Yuan Chu: "Yes, I learned very quickly."

At this time, the ghost who had just entered the group spoke.

[Lonely Ghost: Is there anyone? 】

Yuan Chu looked at He Guigui and motioned for him to pick up the guest.

[Group Master Ghost King: There is no one in the group, only ghosts, please change your name first when you join the group. 】

He Guigui has long since changed his name to the "Ghost King" who looks very compelling.

The ghost manipulated it a bit, and was surprised to find that he was able to check his personal panel. After tossing for a while, he changed the "Lone Ghost and Wild Ghost" to "The God of Chicken Eating Who Stayed Up All Night Sudden Death".

Obviously, this ghost was a "dead" loyal player of a certain game before his death.

Yuan Chu waited for He Guigui to get acquainted with the process and then ignored it and let him go about his business.

That night, only listened to the notification sound of the application for joining the group coming from mobile phone from time to time.

In this world full of networks, most ghosts have the opportunity to access the Internet, and a certain social software is common throughout the country. Whenever the ghosts of this group are found, most of them choose to apply to join the group.

This group, named "Spiritual Office" by He Guigui, quickly recruited hundreds of group members.

They communicated with great interest, telling each other's sad life and death.

[Group master ghost king: If there are members who need to overhaul, repay, or burn paper, please leave a message in the group file. 】

The first member "The God of Chicken Eating Who Stayed Up Late and Sudden Death" played an exemplary role for the subsequent members, and the names of the members who joined the group since then have unified the style of painting.

[President who died of poisoning: I, I, I need! 】

[Dismembered psychologist: I hope to bring my murderer to justice. 】

[Desperate housewife who died of domestic violence: I want that man to live rather than die. 】

[Unfortunate bastard thrown from the sky: Find the wicked ghost who killed me, let them take responsibility, and give my family a sum of money. 】

[The girl who was strangled and fed the dog: I just want to know what I did wrong, why did my stepmother kill me...]

All the ways of death that He Guigui can think of can be seen in this group. Compared with them, his own experience seems to be no big deal.

Chatting until dawn, the group members went offline one after another. He Guigui felt a little depressed and asked Yuan Chu, "Why are humans so cruel to their own kind?"

Yuan Chu replied, "Because of the need for balance."

Balance is the source of the law of heaven to control the world. Where there is light, there is darkness, where there is good, there is evil, where there is health, there is disease, and where there is wealth, there is poverty... Ordinary people always live in this law, and do their best. To maintain it, the child of luck has the power to break this balance.

He Guigui didn't understand, and the original didn't explain too much.

After that, Yuan Chu and He Guigui went to help the ghosts fulfill their wishes one by one, starting from the closest one according to the help information left by the group members.

As the matter is resolved one by one, the reputation of the spiritual office is getting bigger and bigger, and the group members are also increasing. The police stations in various places began to receive the same type of report letter one after another, and the efficiency of solving cases has skyrocketed, and many old cases have been solved.

The police were very angry with this mysterious informant, but unfortunately they could not find her identity after trying their best, and finally included her in the secret file and called her "Informer Y".

Informer Y has made many people afraid, for fear that she will report herself one day. There are many powerful people among them. They secretly found an expert to track down the trace of this person, and finally found the "spiritual office".

This group arranged a formation, and a certain master spent a lot of effort to join this group, and then he saw the row after row of horrific death names.

[President who died of poisoning: Welcome new ghosts to join the group, please change your name first. 】

three minutes later.

[Uncle Jiu who died in a car accident: ...Hello everyone. 】

[Sun Erniang, who was crushed into a cake by a drunk driver: Hey, did you also die in a car accident? 】

[Uncle Jiu who died in a car accident: Yes, yes. ] (What kind of group is this? I have a good heart!)

[Sun Erniang, who was crushed into a cake by a drunk driver: Judging from the ordinary name you took, the scene of the car accident should not look very tragic. 】

[Uncle Jiu who died in a car accident: Compared to you, it is indeed far worse...]

[Sun Erniang, who was crushed into a cake by a drunk driver: Were you deliberately killed by someone? Is it painful to die? Or die on the spot? 】

[Uncle Jiu who died in a car accident: Okay, okay, no pain, either he was killed by someone deliberately, or an ordinary car accident. 】

[Sun Erniang, who was crushed into a cake by a drunk driver: Oh, that means there is still an unfulfilled wish. 】

[Uncle Jiu who died in a car accident (with a straight face): No, I have nothing to worry about. 】

As soon as these words came out, the group fell into a strange silence.

3 minutes later.

[President who died of poisoning: @Group MasterGhost King, something suspicious has strayed in! Get rid of it quickly. 】

Little Nine Uncle: No, how do you know I entered by mistake? ? ?

He seemed to know the doubts in his heart.

[Sun Erniang, who was crushed into a cake by a drunk driver: Hehe, in our group, none of the ghosts died normally. 】

Ghosts can stay in the world, they must rely on strong obsession, or die in certain specific times or environments. "Ordinary ghosts" like Jiu Shu who died normally and had no worries were almost non-existent.

Just a few words from Uncle Jiu revealed his identity as a living person.

[Uncle Jiu, who died in a car accident, was kicked out of the ghost office by the group master Ghost King. 】

As this news came out, the name of Uncle Jiu also disappeared from the group.

The members of the group expressed that it was too terrifying, and there were live people breaking in in the group. It seemed that the defense was not perfect enough.

If Uncle Jiu sees these ghosts' complaints, he will definitely feel wronged. He is the one who should be afraid, right? !

Little Jiu Shu was about to report the incident to his employer, but he was horrified to find that his computer screen was black, his mobile phone was turned off, the lights turned on and off, and the surroundings suddenly became ghostly.

On the dark computer screen, a few bloody words slowly appeared: [Informer, die! 】

Uncle Xiaojiu: "..." Thinking of those ghosts, he resolutely persuaded him.

"What to tell? If you don't tell, you can't tell in this life!"

The lights stopped flickering instantly, the bloody words gradually faded away, and everything was back to normal.

He Guigui was angry: "There are always people who are not afraid of death who want to harm me."

The boy's body was sitting in front of the computer, tapping on the keyboard with one finger, looking serious and focused.

However, in fact, it was He Guigui who actually operated the computer, and He Jinxiu (body) was simply pressing the keyboard.

Yuan Chu glanced at him: Has he seen something strange recently?

Since he mastered the skills of surfing the Internet, he began to roam the Internet all day long, as if he was about to become an Internet addict.

"Come out with me tomorrow, I have a hunch that something is going to happen."

He Guigui and his body turned their heads at the same time: [What's the matter? 】

"I'm not sure yet, I'll find out after reading it."

He Mingyuan's life was not going well recently, and he began to question Qiu Zhen's ability. He secretly found another master, and wanted the other party to find out why this happened. The so-called master was a famous foreign head-lowering teacher, more ruthless than Qiu Zhen.

He took a fancy to the monstrous luck of the He family and tried to take this opportunity to get a piece of the pie. Although he didn't know that these luck came from He Jinxiu, he would ask He Mingyuan to provide He Jinxiu or the hair and horoscope of people related to him. He Mingyuan didn't want to expose He Jinxiu, so he pushed He Jinxiu's uncle out.

He Jinxiu's uncle, Mu Zixian, was abroad all the year round, and he had no contact with their family for six or seven years. He didn't even know about the death of his sister and brother-in-law. The He family did not specifically inform him out of selfishness. This time, when he was going back to China, He Mingyuan received the news in advance, knowing that he would definitely come to see his sister, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hide it by then.

In order to prevent future troubles, He Mingyuan decided to remove Mu Zixian with the help of the head-lowering division.

☆, ghost king (ten)

Originally, drove to the city center, walked around the He's Commercial Building, and found a parking space to park the car.

He Guigui was attached to the jade pendant, but originally he held an umbrella and walked alone on the crowded streets. He's Commercial Building is located in the most prosperous part of the city center, with a height of about 388 meters, known as the city's tallest building. It is not only a symbol of wealth and status, but also a benchmark building representing the image of the city.

Hejia's core industries include real estate, amusement parks, supermarkets and transportation. He Jinxiu's father turned out to be the largest shareholder. After he and his wife had an accident, his shares were temporarily reserved until He Jinxiu became an adult. But his current guardian is He Mingyuan, who can exercise his rights on his behalf, but he cannot transfer and sell it at will.

He Mingyuan's business talent is far inferior to that of He Jinxiu's father, and he can only rely on sinister means to seek benefits for himself, even at the expense of his relatives.

Yuan Chu stopped, and his eyes fell on two figures dozens of meters away. One of them was He Mingyuan, who was accompanied by a man in his forties, and the two walked into a restaurant chatting and laughing.

Yuan Chu stepped forward, and sat two decks away from them.

Putting the black umbrella aside, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the jade pendant a few times, and a ghostly figure immediately appeared beside Yuan Chu.

【This is where? 】He Guigui looked around, and soon saw He Mingyuan not far away, 【What is he doing here! 】

Turning his eyes to the people around He Mingyuan, he paused slightly, as if recalling something.

Since the death of He Jinxiu's grandparents, Mother He has had less contact with her brothers and sisters living abroad. He Jinxiu had only met his uncle a few times when he was four or five years old.

"He is Mu Zixian, your uncle." Yuan initially identified his identity.

【My uncle? 】He Guigui stared blankly at the man who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"He still doesn't know what happened to your parents."

【what? 】He Guigui was startled at first, and then murmured, 【So it is...】

It was no wonder that when the parents' funeral was held, none of the relatives on the mother's side were present. He thought it was because the relationship with that side was not good, or there were no other foreign relatives. Who knew that they had not received the news at all?

He Guigui stared at He Mingyuan coldly, his whole body was churning with ghostly energy, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

At the same time, He Mingyuan suddenly felt that the ring in his hand was slightly warm, his heart froze, and he looked up in surprise.

Yuan Chu leaned back a little and used the curtain to block his figure.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zixian asked with concern when he saw that his face was wrong. He is a rather refined person, with excellent upbringing in his gestures.

"It's okay, I thought I met an acquaintance just now." He Mingyuan calmed down, thinking that he had arranged a bodyguard in the dark, and it seemed that there was nothing to worry about. The reaction of the ring could only indicate that the restaurant might not be very clean, and it had little to do with him.

"Where did Zixin and his family travel?" Mu Zixian returned to the previous topic, "When will you come back?"

"I heard that I went to Linxia, ​​and it is estimated that I will be back in the next two days." He Mingyuan said enthusiastically, "If you are not in a hurry, you can stay and wait for two days."

Mu Zixian took a sip of hot tea, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you. Zixin and I haven't seen each other for many years. Now it's rare to return to China, and we always have to meet."

"Sister-in-law will definitely be very happy to see you." He Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and an unintelligible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Zixian lowered his eyes and remembered him, not paying attention to his expression, but He Jinxiu on the other side saw it clearly.

【What's his idea again? 】He Jinxiu was vigilant.

"If you keep reading, you'll know." Yuan Chu didn't answer directly.

The two had lunch in a harmonious atmosphere, and Mu Zixian went to the bathroom on the way.

He Mingyuan took the opportunity to collect a few strands of hair from his seat and put them in a sealed bag.

Half an hour later, the two had eaten and waved goodbye in a friendly manner.

Yuan Chu also stood up and followed behind Mu Zixian.

[He Mingyuan must have taken his uncle's hair to do something bad, so let's destroy it. 】He Guigui said eagerly.

"If you destroy this time, there will be another time." Yuan Chu calmly said, "Things like hair are too easy to obtain. If you want to protect your uncle, you must solve the problem from the root cause."

[At the root? 】He Guigui thoughtful, 【Are you He Mingyuan and Qiu Zhen? 】

"Um."

He Guigui's eyes were red, hatred turned into ghost energy, surging.

"Control it." The original reminder.

He Guigui took a breath, and obediently gathered up the ghost again, lying on her back quietly.

One person and one ghost followed Mu Zixian to a hotel and watched him walk into the elevator.

【Aren't we going to follow? 】He Guigui asked.

"There is someone watching nearby." Yuan Chu passed by the hotel entrance and walked to the corner of the street.

He Guigui sneered: [My good second uncle is really cautious. 】 Immediately, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly asked, "You won't be discovered by them, will you?" 】

"Don't worry, they can't find out." Yuan Chu has the ability to be ignored.

【Then what shall we do now? 】

"You can ask for help."

【For help? 】He Guigui doesn't know why.

"Your spiritual office should have 'guests' from this hotel."

He Guigui suddenly came into the group and called the hotel "guests". Not long after, an actor named "Suicide by Jumping from a Building" appeared and asked if he needed help.

[Group Master Ghost King: Please help me find out which room a man named Mu Zixian lives in? 】

five minutes later.

[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off the building: 612. 】

[Group Master Ghost King: Do you have a way to get his cell phone number? 】

A little longer this time.

[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off the building: 132xxxxxxxx. 】

[Group Master Ghost King: Thank you. 】

[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off the building: Did this person offend you? Shall I find some brothers to scare him? 】

[Group Master Ghost King: No, no, no, no. He is my uncle, don't scare him. 】

[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off the building: Oh (sorry.jpg). 】

[Group Master Ghost King: However, you can scare the people who are watching him. 】

[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off the building: This is possible. 】

He Guigui left the group and asked: [Originally, I got my uncle's room number and mobile phone number, shall we go to him? 】

"You really should tell him about your parents, but the way you are now is not suitable to appear. And I am just a stranger to him, and he may not believe me."

【so what should I do? 】

Yuan Chu guided: "Do you think about what you can do?"

He Guigui pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. He can now move on the network, although he can't interfere too much with the normal operation of the network, he can still send a few messages.

The accident that happened to his parents that year was considered a sensation in China, and many media reported it, and the funeral was also held on a large scale.

He Guigui searched the Internet and found that most of the news was gone, as if it had never happened. Finally, was lucky and found a screenshot in an unknown V blog.

With anger, he sent this screenshot to Mu Zixian's mobile phone.

Mu Zixian took a shower, walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, picked up his phone habitually, and found a new message.

He opened it at will, his eyes swept over, his expression suddenly condensed.

[He Group's largest shareholder He Moumou and his wife died in an unfortunate car accident] The eye-catching title came into view, making Mu Zixian feel a chill down his spine, and his fingers trembled.

After reading the news with heart palpitations, he hadn't recovered for a long time.

His sister and brother-in-law have died? Didn't He Mingyuan say that they were going on a trip? Are you lying to him? Why do you want to do this?

Mu Zixian took a closer look at the accompanying picture and determined the identity of the deceased. A terrifying conjecture came to his mind, making him feel like falling into an ice cave.

The accident happened four years ago, and he knew nothing about it. He Mingyuan deliberately concealed the news of their deaths, indicating that their cause of death was suspicious.

"Perhaps, this is just someone else's prank?" Mu Zixian, with a bit of luck, searched the Internet for the accident back then, but found nothing. He thought for a while, then turned to search for all the news related to the He Shi in the past few years.

"No..." His brother-in-law He Ningzhe, as a resident figure on the Fortune List, has not been reported on the Internet since three years ago.

Mu Zixian's phone slipped from his palm, and his whole body froze.

After a while, the absent eyes gradually returned to focus.

He remembers that his sister has a son, how is he now? If the death of the younger sister and brother-in-law is something else, then the situation of the children may not be optimistic.

Mu Zixian's face was frosty, he slowly picked up his phone and made a call: "Cathy, I need your help..."

Just when Mu Zixian called, Yuan Chu discovered that the luck in He Guigui was condensing, and his fate began to reverse.

Mu Zixian is He Guigui's nobleman, and his life and death are closely related to He Guigui's future, so he had to save his life no matter what.

By the end of the night, the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Yuan Chu took He Guigui into the hotel.

The spies turned a blind eye to her, as if she didn't exist.

The elevator door dinged and opened on the sixth floor.

Walking out of the elevator, he happened to see Mu Zixian entering another elevator, and the elevator door closed in front of one person and one ghost.

【uncle! 】He Guigui watched the numbers jump up and said strangely, 【What is he doing upstairs? Do any friends live upstairs? 】

Yuan Chu didn't say a word, and when he entered the elevator again, he pressed the button on the top floor.

【Top floor? 】He Guigui vaguely realized something and trembled all over.

Pushing open the door to the top floor, the night wind whizzed past my ears.

Mu Zixian looked blank, and walked forward step by step, stepping over the safety fence, with the shrinking city under his feet.

Release your hands and let your body lean forward and fall straight down.

At the critical moment, a slender arm appeared from the sky, grabbed his collar, and pulled him back to the guardrail.

Before he could die again, Yuan Chu grabbed his arm with one hand and slapped him on the back of the head with the other.

Mu Zixian suddenly returned to his senses, and at a glance, he found himself at an altitude of several hundred meters, and his face turned pale with fright.

"Be careful." A reminder voice came from behind.

Mu Zixian turned his head and saw a young girl in her twenties, holding his hand tightly: "Grab the guardrail and climb over by yourself."

Mu Zixian calmed down a little, climbed over the guardrail with weak legs, and stumbled out of the dangerous area.

"What's going on here?" he asked worriedly. "Why am I here?"

"You were lowered your head." Yuan Chu answered truthfully.

Mu Zixian: "..."

Disbelief was evident on his face.

"Look at your heart."

Mu Zixian tore off his pajamas suspiciously and saw a few black finger prints on his heart.

The original explanation: "This is a sacrificial technique, sacrificing the lives of blood relatives, so as to obtain the fate and luck that should belong to him."

He Jinxiu's luck was mainly shared with his blood relatives, and the head descendant that He Mingyuan found tried to steal Mu Zixian's fate, and then plundered the luck of the He family.

Mu Zixian looked ignorant. He received a modern elite education abroad and had no concept of this kind of non-scientific existence.

He Guigui: [My uncle doesn't look very smart, Yazi...]

"Go to a place with me and see with your own eyes, then you will naturally believe what I say." Yuan Chu turned around and walked to the door, motioning him to follow.

Mu Zixian hesitated for a moment, thinking of the mysterious death of his sister and brother-in-law, and He Jinxiu, whose life and death were unknown, his eyes gradually became firm, and he followed with strides.

☆, ghost king (11)

Just when Yuan Chu rescued Mu Zixian, in a hotel not far from the hotel, a thin man in black was pale, his blood was surging, and cracks appeared on the wooden doll on the table. The broken spell caused a lot of damage to him. There is a price to pay for this sorcery, or life, or health, or luck, and so on. But as long as enough luck is plundered, all disasters can be offset.

He is currently unable to determine whether someone is interfering with it, or some accident has occurred. Judging from the degree of backlash, even if it is artificial, the opponent's ability is very limited.

A look of wickedness flashed in the thin man's eyes, and he picked up a new wooden puppet, moved his hand, muttered words in his mouth, and began to perform the operation again.

The old villa stood in the dark, the cold wind whistled all around, the shadows of the trees swirled, and a whimper like Devil May Cry could be vaguely heard.

Mu Zixian stood at the door of the villa, inexplicably feeling a chill running down his back.

"here is……"

"Yinshan."

Mu Zixian knew that Yinshan was the property of the He family, and he and his sister had come to worship the ancestors of the He family before, but the feeling at that time was completely different from that now.

"Please come in." Yuan Chu opened the door, and the lights inside automatically turned on.

Mu Zixian didn't think much, walked in slowly, looked around, there seemed to be nothing unusual, just a little cold.

"Why did you bring me here?" he asked hesitantly.

"Meet someone." Yuan Chu led him towards the second floor.

"Who?" He asked, but he already had a guess in his heart. The He family actually placed He Jinxiu here? This is the resting place of the ancestors of the He family. Not to mention a child, even adults are not suitable for long-term living.

A flash of anger flashed in Mu Zixian's eyes, his hands clenched into fists.

Yuan Chu pushed open the door of He Jinxiu's room, and immediately a cold ghostly energy rushed towards his face.

Mu Zixian felt that his footsteps were heavy, he could barely move, and stood stiffly at the door.

The lights came on, and the scene in the room came into his eyes.

There is no decoration in the simple arrangement, the curtains are drawn tightly, and there is a handsome young man lying on the bed.

Although he had been carefully nursed back to the beginning, He Jinxiu was still not as healthy as other peers.

"This is Jin Xiu?" Mu Zixian couldn't believe it. The smart and lovely child in my memory, who should have lived a life of fine clothes and food, is now thrown here like an outcast without anyone taking care of him.

"Yes." Yuan Chu came to the bed and whispered, "Master Jinxiu."

Hearing the familiar voice, the young man opened his eyes sleepily, and looked at her in a daze.

"Jin Xiu!" Mu Zixian strode forward, trying his best to suppress his emotions, and said warmly, "I'm your uncle, do you remember?"

The young man glanced at him lightly, and then his eyes moved to Yuan Chu.

"Master Jinxiu, can you get up? Let's talk." Yuan Chu stretched out his hand to help, but the boy took the initiative to take her hand and sat up slowly.

Seeing the abnormality, Mu Zixian's face changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "He...?"

Yuan Chu, while helping the boy set the pillow, replied: "After the death of Master Jinxiu's parents, he was imprisoned here, and a formation was set up around him to steal his luck."

"Imprisonment? Formation? Taking luck?" Mu Zixian felt extremely absurd, "Are they all crazy?!"

"Whether you believe it or not, there are indeed some incredible powers in this world." Yuan Chu explained patiently, "Master Jinxiu has great luck, but his own strength is weak. He is the best prey for some evil people. They use sorcery. , to strip off the soul of Young Master Jin Xiu, and then share his luck until his lifespan is exhausted."

A living person is treated as a captive animal, allowing others to take and ask for anything.

Mu Zixian couldn't believe what this child had gone through.

Yuan Chu said again: "Master Jinxiu has been imprisoned here for more than four years. His soul is separated, his mind is incomplete, and he can't take care of himself."

Over four years...

Mu Zixian was so angry that he pinched his fingernails into his flesh.

"I'm going to take him out of here!" He gritted his teeth, "I'm going to take the He family to court!!!"

He originally thought that abandoning this child was the worst thing they had done, who knew that they were more mad than he thought.

"Have you forgotten what happened today?" Yuan Chu reminded, "Because someone lowered his head and almost died inexplicably, do you think you can deal with them by normal means?"

Mu Zixian's face was ashen, he remembered the dangers that had occurred not long ago, and realized the danger. The intangible means of killing the other side are hard to guard against, and I am afraid I can only seek the help of experts.

Suddenly, Mu Zixian raised his head and stared at Yuan Chu.

"Can you help me?"

Yuan Chu couldn't help but look at him with the same expectant look as He Jinxiu.

"I can't help directly, but I can introduce a few masters to you." Originally, he could protect them from harm, but he couldn't deal with those people himself.

"That's enough!" Mu Zixian has already contacted his people and will arrive in two days.

After a moment of silence, he asked again, "Can Jin Xiu return to normal?"

"Yes." The original affirmed.

"That's good." Mu Zixian's expression softened a little, he sat on the edge of the bed, lightly held the boy's hand, and solemnly promised, "Jin Xiu, don't worry, my uncle will definitely help you get justice!"

He thought that his sister would live a happy life, but he didn't expect her to die inexplicably.

He must investigate the cause of death of his sister and brother-in-law. If the borrowing of luck is true, then their death is probably not an accident.

At this moment, a cloudy wind suddenly appeared all around, forming a whirlwind that swept away towards Mu Zixian.

Mu Zixian stood there dumbfounded, not knowing why.

He Guigui roared angrily, and the ghostly energy was surging, like a wave that rushed the gloomy wind into pieces.

"Pfft!" In a certain hotel, the thin man spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person instantly aged ten years, and the wooden doll in his hand was also blown to pieces.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zixian had no idea that he had just walked around the gate of hell again.

"It's okay." Yuan Chu replied lightly.

It is also considered unlucky for the head-lowering division, who even wanted to come a second time after one failure. He Guigui may have nothing to do outside, but within the range of the villa, any magical attack can be rebounded, and the effect is doubled.

A murder that comes and goes faster.

After staying in the villa for two hours, Mu Zixian, who had not slept all night, had to leave until the sky turned white.

"Wait a moment." Yuan Chu took out a pen and paper, "Let's play with us for a while before we leave."

Mu Zixian: "?"

He Guigui: ?

He Jinxiu: m (゜ ? ゜) m

A few minutes later, Yuan Chu, He Jinxiu, and Mu Zixian sat cross-legged on the carpet, clasping their fingers and holding a pencil.

"Pixian Penxian, you are my life, if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper." The soft voice echoed in the room, He Guigui and Mu Zixian showed the same confused expressions on their faces , why did you suddenly play pen fairy?

The pencil drew a twisted circle on the paper.

"Pixian Penxian, are you willing to protect Mr. Mu Zixian?" Yuan Chu continued.

He Guigui: ? ? ?

Mu Zixian: ? ? ?

He Jinxiu: m (゜ ▽ ゜) d

Seeing that the pencil didn't respond, Yuan Chu asked again.

The pencil hesitantly circled "yes."

Yuan Chu: "Then, are you willing to share some of your luck with Mr. Mu Zixian?"

He Guigui realized something and responded quickly this time.

"Miss Yuan, who are you?" Mu Zixian looked at the pencil in his hand in surprise, then looked at Yuan Chu on the opposite side.

Yuan Chu didn't answer his question and continued: "If you agree, please write your name on the blank space of the paper."

The three words "He, Jin, Xiu" were written down neatly with each stroke of the pencil.

Mu Zixian stared blankly at these words, then for some reason, tears fell without warning.

That child, right here, in another form.

"Okay, if you want to leave, please exit the paper."

"Wait." Mu Zixian hurriedly stopped, "Is the pen immortal Jin Xiu? Tell him, uncle is sorry for him, I should have come back to see you sooner, I hope you don't blame me."

The pencil moved slowly but firmly to the word "No".

Mu Zixian covered his mouth, crying and laughing like a fool, his elegant image was gone.

He Guigui: [A forty-year-old person is still like an immature young man. 】

He complained and looked disdainful, but his body slowly raised his hand and put it on Mu Zixian's shoulder, but his eyes were always looking at the original, as if this action was just an operation of the arm's self-consciousness.

Mu Zixian looked at He Jinxiu gently, his eyes full of emotion.

After the Pen Immortal game, Yuan Chu folded the white paper with He Jinxiu's name on it and handed it to Mu Zixian: "Take it close to your body, don't let it leave you three meters away, it can protect you from sorcery. "

Mu Zixian put away the paper talisman cautiously, without doubting his efficacy at all.

Drawing a talisman is one of the correct usages of this Son of Fortune. All those close to him can get his blessing, but some people want to kill chickens and get their eggs.

Words are the best medium for transmitting power. In his soul state, the effect of drawing talismans is even better, including the exam papers he has done before. If ordinary students get it, it is not a dream to become a scholar.

Before dawn, Yuan Chu drove Mu Zixian back to the hotel, and recommended several masters to him, all of whom were well-known and decent people in the metaphysics.

"Thank you." Before leaving, Mu Zixian thanked him earnestly. Not only because she saved her own life, but also because of her help and care for Jin Xiu.

"No." Yuan Chu waved his hand and flew away.

On the other hand, He Mingyuan also received the news that the head descendant was seriously injured, and was shocked.

"Mu Zixian has an expert around him." The head-lowering master said fiercely, "It's already stunned. If you want to kill him, you must give me another sum of money."

He Mingyuan was naturally reluctant, but the head-lowering master's method made him fearful, and he couldn't let Mu Zixian continue to live, so he finally agreed.

After paying money to the headmaster, He Mingyuan eagerly slapped him, but what he was waiting for was the news that he had fled abroad.

Head Descending Master: He is not stupid if he wants to die even if he knows he is lost! It is the right choice for an excellent head descender to make a fortune and leave.

He Mingyuan was so angry that he had no choice but to turn back to Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Zhen was very dissatisfied with his distrust, and said coldly: "I don't know if there are experts around Mu Zixian, but I'm sure that there must be experts around your nephew."

The author has something to say: Pen Immortal: After brushing mathematics and doing exam papers, I have another skill: drawing symbols.

☆, ghost king (twelve)

Originally, it was found that her car was equipped with a locator, and every time she went out, someone followed.

While she could get rid of them, doing so was no different than telling them that she had a problem. In addition to shopping, she usually takes He Guigui to go around, so it is naturally inconvenient for someone to monitor her.

A few days later, Yuan Chu decided to keep a low profile temporarily and wait for news from Mu Zixian.

However, she obviously underestimated He Mingyuan's prudence and ruthlessness. As long as he found something suspicious, he would not take it lightly, and would rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let anyone go.

He asked Qiu Zhen to solve her secretly, and used the method he did to He Jinxiu's parents a few years ago to create an accidental car accident.

Qiu Zhen felt a little uneasy, but still decided to take action.

Using sorcery to kill people must pay the corresponding price, and Qiu Zhen usually transfers the retribution to He Jinxiu, offsetting it with a huge amount of luck.

As soon as she went out that day, Yuan Chu noticed that someone was performing surgery on her. The line of sight is gradually affected, and the passing vehicles cannot be seen, nor the road ahead. Of course, this situation is only for ordinary people.

The original consideration was whether to pretend that he was killed, or to directly remove the obstacles and reveal his abilities.

The former can let themselves turn from the light to the dark, and then slowly draw them; while the latter may let them throw the mouse, or force them to jump over the wall.

After thinking about it again and again, originally decided to choose the former, and it was calculated according to the plan.

Seeing the timing, as soon as you stepped on the accelerator, the original car rushed down the hillside like a wild horse that ran away and fell into the river, but it was submerged in a moment.

"The target has been solved." The person who was spying on him reported the situation to He Mingyuan.

With a happy smile on his face, He Mingyuan said to Qiu Zhen, "It seems we guessed wrong."

Qiu Zhen frowned, still feeling a little uneasy, and after confirming with the monitoring person again, he reluctantly put down his guard.

"If it wasn't for that woman, then you would have to be more careful." Qiu Zhen reminded, "That person can easily force back a head-turner, which shows that he is not weak."

"I believe you must have a way to meet him." He Mingyuan complimented him.

Qiu Zhen snorted and said nothing.

He Mingyuan added: "What I'm more worried about now is Mu Zixian. He has been staying in the hotel, and he has neither signs of going abroad nor contacting me. Although I have cleaned up the news of the car accident back then, it is hard to guarantee that he will not go abroad. I will pay attention to financial reports on a whim.”

Mu Zixian is an artist with a simple mind and doesn't care about miscellaneous things, that's why He Mingyuan is so fearless. In his eyes, Mu Zixian was already a dead person.

"In a short period of time, it is not appropriate to kill too much." Qiu Zhen thought for a moment, "I will try to trick him out of the country and try to stay away from here."

"How?" He Mingyuan was quite interested.

"Don't you have his birth date and hair? I can use surgery to make him temporarily lose his mind and go to a remote place."

The plan here was just drawn up, and the original sent a message to Mu Zixian, reminding him to pay attention to safety.

In the villa, He Guigui has been waiting for Yuan Chu to come back, but from morning to night, she has not been seen.

In the beginning, he usually buys things very quickly, going back and forth for up to two hours, and he will come back to cook for him no matter what. But today, He Jinxiu was starving for two meals abruptly, and was lying on the bed, like an abandoned rag doll.

At this moment, there was the sound of wheels rubbing outside the door, and He Guigui hurriedly floated to the window, but what he saw was not the original, but He Mingyuan, who he hated the most.

He Mingyuan walked into the villa with two bodyguards, came to He Jinxiu's room, stood at the door and watched for a while, then walked in.

The ghost energy around him was surging, but he couldn't get within one meter of him.

He Guigui's eyes were red, staring at him fiercely.

He Mingyuan said lightly: "I came here today to tell you some unfortunate news. The woman who took care of you died in a car accident."

What? what did he say?

Who died in a car accident?

He Guigui's expression was blank, as if he thought he had heard it wrong.

"Don't worry, I will find another nurse for you tomorrow, and I will promise not to starve you to death."

Who cares about this!

He Guigui rushed towards him frantically, trying to grab his neck, but was bounced off by a force.

He Mingyuan lowered his head, rubbed the slightly hot ring on his hand, and said with a smile, "Have you not recognized the reality? You are an unknown person, and anyone who is close to you will be implicated by you. Your parents are like this. , the servant who took care of you is like this, and the woman who died in the car accident is like this. What a pity, you are so young, he seems to be only twenty-one or two years old, right?"

His words, like a sharp blade, stabbed into He Guigui's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

Primordial really died?

He doesn't believe it!

【Don't be afraid, I am here. 】

[Keep going, there will always be a miracle. 】

Don't you say you're there? Doesn't it mean that as long as you stick to it, there will be miracles?

Why lie! ! !

Huge anger, panic and sadness shattered his sanity, and ghosts filled the entire villa in an instant.

Bang, bang, bang...the tubes burst one after another.

He Mingyuan only felt that his vision was dark, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Only his ring flashed a faint light, as if he would be swallowed by darkness in the next second.

The calm on his face finally disappeared, and he stumbled towards the door, stumbling across the corridor with his bodyguard and heading downstairs.

Just as the three of them were about to arrive at the door, the door suddenly slammed shut, and they couldn't open it no matter how much they pulled.

A dark shadow slowly approached them, and the air was filled with a depressing and tyrannical aura. This is the sin that He Mingyuan and the others passed on to He Jinxiu, full of blood and resentment.

He Mingyuan's whole body seemed to fall into the cold pool, so cold that he was piercing to the bone.

[You... all give me... go to hell! 】The eerie voice resounded in the endless darkness, like a demon from the abyss.

The two bodyguards had no talismans, and faced the mad ghosts, they were powerless to resist. One smashed his head violently, and the other stabbed the dagger he carried into his chest.

Fresh blood flowed down He Mingyuan's feet and stained the soles of his shoes.

"Jin, Jinxiu, I'm your second uncle, you have to be impulsive..." He Mingyuan's tongue trembled.

【die! 】

The blood-colored ghost qi swept towards him, and was then bounced off by a beam of light, wrapped around it again, and bounced off again.

After five times, the ring shattered with just a click, and He Mingyuan was swallowed up by the ghostly aura in a huge panic.

A shrill scream came from the villa, breaking the silence of the night.

But after a long time, the screams disappeared, and the ghosts gradually receded.

In the hall of the villa, He Mingyuan and two bodyguards were lying in a pool of blood, with hideous expressions and extremely terrifying expressions. The former still has a trace of breath, but the other two are already dead.

He Guigui returned to the room, there was only one thought in Chaos's brain: that is to find the original.

Speaking before the original, the soul of the deceased generally cannot leave the scene of death or the place where the bones are buried.

If Yuan Chu really died, her soul must still be at the accident site.

But without Primordial, he couldn't get out of the villa, not even at night.

He Guigui looked at the boy's body lying on the bed, and rushed towards him without hesitation.

The ghost figure passed through the body, except for leaving traces of ghost energy on the body, there was no sign of fusion at all.

He Guigui didn't give up and tried again and again. Even if his body might be hurt by ghosts, he didn't care.

The boy's face showed pain, and he avoided it subconsciously.

【You useless bastard! Can't stand the pain at all? 】

He Guigui wrapped around his neck and commanded in a slow and cold tone: [You, must, must, and, me, fusion, harmony! 】

Under the extremely strong thoughts, the ghost image merged into the body little by little, but after a while, the two finally merged into one.

He Jinxiu opened his eyes without warning, and his pupils were blood red.

He suddenly rolled over and sat up, swayed a bit, walked a few steps tentatively, then became more and more stable, faster and faster, and finally ran and rushed out of the villa.

After four years, he finally escaped from this cage and obtained the freedom he longed for. However, why was he still so sad, so sad that he almost went mad.

original...

Please don't die, okay?

The author has something to say: Yuan Chu: Huh? I seem to have forgotten to tell He Guigui something important...

He Guigui 2.0, who is preparing to destroy the world:  …

☆, ghost king (thirteen)

After Yuan Chu escaped, he went to Mu Zixian first and reminded him to be careful of being plotted against.

Although Mu Zixian was fascinated by artists, he also knew some powerful friends. They received his message and were on their way. Knowing that Qiu was really counting the time, he was about to go to the airport to pick him up.

The amulet on Mu Zixian's body can resist general magic attacks. With Qiu Zhen's ability, one or two times may fail, but after three times, the effect of the amulet will definitely be dispelled.

In order to avoid accidents, Yuan Chu decided to protect him in secret.

Because of this, she did not report peace to He Guigui in time. When she noticed, He Guigui had already merged with her body, forcibly broke through the formation, and rushed out of the villa.

Mu Zixian is discussing the next action with his friends, implying that he is safe.

Yuan Chu said goodbye to them, rented a car, and rushed to Yinshan.

The night wind is swaying, the road leading to Yinshan is empty and cold, the trees on the roadside are lush, and the branches and leaves are swaying, like ghosts with claws and claws.

The two beams of headlights can only illuminate the road seven or eight meters ahead. In the darkness beyond the light, a figure is running in the night, and the sound of breathing is mixed with the sound of the wind, heavy and depressing.

After an unknown amount of time, two beams of light suddenly appeared in the distance, cutting through the endless darkness. The running figure suddenly stopped and watched the car slowly stop on the side of the road.

The door opened, and a slender figure stepped down and stood quietly beside the car, as if waiting for someone to approach.

He Jinxiu held his breath and looked at the familiar figure, suspecting that his eyes were hallucinating, and he couldn't move his footsteps.

"Master Jinxiu." A soft voice entered He Jinxiu's ears, as if a button had been activated. He strode away like a whirlwind, rushing towards the figure with a whirling ghostly energy.

He opened his arms and hugged him tightly. The rich ghost energy turned into a chain, entwining the two tightly together.

"Original..." He Jinxiu touched her body, felt her body temperature, heard her heartbeat... She was still alive.

At this moment, the hostility all over dissipated, leaving only endless joy and grievances.

"Sorry, I'm late." Yuan Chu patted him on the back.

The boy's thin body was slightly bent, his feet were bare, and he ran for dozens of minutes on the cold and hard ground, covered with stains and blood.

Because of the forcible fusion, what he brought into his body was not only the qi luck that was recovered, but also the ghost qi that evolved and the debts that should belong to He Mingyuan and others.

The original plan was to use the formation to devour the sins of He Mingyuan and others onto themselves, leaving a purified soul, and then merging with the body. But now he has both the human body and the power of a ghost, the purple qi and the ghost qi coexist, wandering between yin and yang.

As a human, he is dangerous, as a ghost, he is equally dangerous.

"Go back first." Yuan Chu supported him in the passenger seat and helped him fasten his seat belt.

He Jinxiu grabbed her hand and looked at her with those blood-red eyes: "He said you had a car accident."

"There was a car accident. The car fell into the river. They thought I was dead. But," Yuan Chu reassured, "I'm fine."

"Then why didn't you come back earlier?" The moment He Jinxiu learned of her accident, He Jinxiu felt a fear he had never felt before. This man was very important to him, more than his freedom. If the price of freedom was her life, he would rather be imprisoned for the rest of his life.

"I was worried that Mr. Mu might be in danger, so I wasted a little time there." Yuan Chu sat in the driver's seat and briefly explained the matter.

He Jinxiu said with an expressionless face, "He Mingyuan may never have the chance to harm anyone again in the future."

"Not necessarily." Yuan Chu started the car, "He's not dead yet."

"What?" He Jinxiu lowered his face and tightened his fingers unconsciously.

"It's just right not to die." Yuan Chu said calmly, "He has to pay for what he has done."

"However, his two bodyguards must be dead, I killed them..." He Jinxiu glanced at Yuan Chu cautiously, worried that she would see disgust and fear on her face.

"Ghost qi generally doesn't have the ability to kill people in seconds. The only thing that can do this is sorcery, except for sorcery." The original tone was never gentle, "They died of the sins He Mingyuan inflicted on you. So, you don't have to feel guilty."

He Jinxiu's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest sense of guilt. What did the deaths of those people have to do with him? He only cares about the original