This has been the case since ancient times.

If a person dies unexpectedly, or dies suddenly without fulfilling his wish, attachment or resentment will arise.

These attachments and grievances have been baptized and precipitated over the years. If they still cannot be resolved and melted, they will form a domain of resentment.

Resentment domain is similar to the concept of space, shrouded within a certain range.

If ordinary people step into it, at least they will be harassed and insane, and at worst they will be intimidated and killed by unnatural forces.

However, apart from disrupting the world and killing some unlucky ghosts, the Resentment Domain has another function.

The residual consciousness of the evil spirit will exist in it, similar to movie playback, but more like AR technology, you can be in it with glasses, and feel a different kind of sad life.

including pain before death.

Jian Ran entered Profound Sect at the age of thirteen, and his master warned him not to step into the domain of resentment of evil spirits casually. If his knowledge is shallow, he will be easily swallowed by obsession or resentment, and even if he wakes up, he will become a lunatic.

He nodded very obediently at the time, but his left ear went in and his right ear went out. He just learned to step into the domain of resentment, so he ran to the cemetery in the back mountain to do practical activities.

In the end, squatted against the tombstone all night, legs were numb, and didn't find a single evil spirit who died or had an unfulfilled wish...

At this moment, all of Jian Ran's senses are extremely realistic, the sand seems to get into the ears, nose, and eyes, and it becomes more and more difficult to breathe until it covers the whole head.

A mass of resentment was burning in his chest, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

The child in the stomach seemed to be infected, and kept kicking and beating, trying to break free from the predicament.

There is a mournful and mournful voice in my mind, circling and echoing,

"Father, mother, are you so cruel?!"

"Li Zongcheng, where are you?! You don't want to see the unborn child?!"

"Ancestral hall? Patriarch? Neighbors and folks? You are too vicious! Can't you allow me to live with my children?!"

"I blame!"

"I hate!"

"I can't live on in this world, so come and bury me with me!"

"Hahahahahaha—"

"Come with me to hell—"

Even though Jian Ran had already expected that things would develop like this, he was still startled. He figured it out secretly, and then thought about being kicked in, he glanced outside from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but tsk,

Ah,

On July 15th, the gate of hell is wide open,

The undead are rampant, the living shy away,

The clouds are dark, the wind is howling,

Made,

What a good time and place for ghosts and a good opportunity to incarnate as an evil spirit.

If this is not deliberately designed by someone, he took his head off and kicked it as a ball...

Just as she was about to witness with her own eyes how Liu Ying wiped out all 107 people in the village after turning into a fierce ghost,

Suddenly a rune golden light pierced in front of my eyes,

Jian Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, it's broken, and which idiot interfered with Resentment Domain?!

As soon as he finished cursing, he was forced to pull away from Liu Ying, who was dying, and stepped on the wooden boards in the corridor with one foot on the ground, making a "creaking" sound.

Li Zongsheng's room was wide open, and the noise inside was disgusting.

"Ji Yuanming, why are you sick?"

"What are you drilling into the tin cabinet?! Come out quickly! If you don't come out again, I'm leaving!"

"No one is messing around with you here!"

Jian Ran frowned, with a look of disgust, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, exposing his delicate forearms, and walked into the guest room with his long legs.

As soon as he entered the door, he yelled, "Get out of the way!"

Yu Fengyi was already terrified by Ji Yuanming's strange behavior, when he heard the clear voice behind him, he subconsciously stepped aside,

Then saw Jian Ran walking quickly, pinching Ji Yuanming's ankle with one hand,

"I dragged him out of the closet, but he couldn't move at all," Yu Fengyi tried to remind, but his eyes widened in disbelief the next second,

"You, how did you do it?"

The seemingly thin physique actually has such great strength that it can directly drag Ji Yuanming out with one leg, and it only takes a time to raise interest?!

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you drag this idiot away?!" Jian Ran threw Ji Yuanming on the ground, took out a wet wipe from his trouser pocket, and wiped it carefully.

It looks like it touched something dirty just now.

Thanks to Ji Yuanming's face full of bewilderment, he didn't know what night it was, or else he would have been furious and gone crazy regardless of the occasion.

Seeing Jian Ran's appearance, Yu Fengyi's eyes fell on the eerie iron wardrobe. He felt a little familiar, but more of fear, so he looked away without staying for half a second.

"Come with me." He held Ji Yuanming's arm and said in a rapid voice.

Jian Ran sneered, "Go away,"

"I'm leaving, who will deal with the mess caused by this guy?!"

Yu Fengyi really wanted to be like before, sneering at Jian Ran, but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

He had no choice but to drag Ji Yuanming out of the room.

As soon as he reached the corridor, the wooden door slammed shut, and the moment it was completely closed, Yu Fengyi seemed to hear a scream.

There was a scolding sound mixed in, "What the hell are you running!"

"There is a kind that pulls people in, but it doesn't grow out. If you are so cowardly, you are a fart?!"

Yu Fengyi dragged Ji Yuanming downstairs with a stiff expression, and when he turned the corner, he saw Lu Yanting who was smiling but not smiling.

The latter did not hesitate to turn on the sarcasm mode, "Do you regret it now?"

Yu Fengyi seemed to understand something, and his expression became a bit dazed, "You, you already knew?!"

"Know what?" Lu Yanting raised his eyebrows, "Knowing that Jian Ran is a treasure?"

Yu Fengyi bit his lip with a stubborn expression on his face.

The screams of the 'Ghosts' were endless, making the atmosphere weird and absurd.

"Unfortunately, it's too late to know." Lu Yanting stretched out the tip of his scarlet tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and evoked a treacherous arc, "I can't get back what I lost, and now..."

"It's my turn!"

After saying this, he stepped up to the last step and brushed past Yu Fengyi. Ling Ran's aura was overwhelming, making it impossible to resist.

Yu Fengyi froze in place, feeling something was quietly passing by, trying to reach out to grab it, but it seemed futile,

He is not reconciled, nor is he willing,

For the first time in life, have a strong desire to win...but not against his white-moonlight/muse.

In the guest room, Jian Ran grabbed her wet hair and punched it into the iron wardrobe.

He knows very well that being kind to ghosts is being cruel to himself. Although Liu Ying had a tragic life experience before his death, there are many people who were harmed after death.

The one hundred and seven tombstones, and the seven or eight-year-old children, have not experienced the world, let alone participated in the persecution, but they are still hard to escape.

"what"

"stop fighting"

"It hurts—"

Jian Ran kept moving, with a sneer on the corner of her lips, "Nonsense, of course it hurts,"

"It doesn't hurt, isn't my effort in vain?"

The ghost in the iron closet, "..."

"You let me go, I still have a child in my stomach."

"Ask for mercy?" Jian Ran said, "Hehe, this trick doesn't work for me,"

"I'm a sociopath."

Li Gui of the Iron Wardrobe was taken aback, "What is an anti-social personality?"

"Also known as the ruthless personality, to put it simply,"

Jian Ran chuckled,

"It's a crazy batch—"