Chi Jiayan put away that soft smile, and obediently got off Ling Xiao's back, like a primary school student who was disciplined by the teacher after making a mistake.

I don't know if it was because of the real dizziness. His feet just landed, and he stumbled before he could stand up. Death subconsciously grabbed his elbow.

At the same time, Ling Xiao also grabbed his other hand.

The two are one left and one right, one after the other, if you don't pay attention, it looks like a scramble.

This time, Chi Jiayan's face turned slightly red.

The assistant went up first with the local tyrants. Seeing that they didn't keep up, he quickly ran down: "Mr. Chi?"

In the eyes of this ordinary person, only Ling Xiao was standing beside Chi Jiayan. The man was too tall, handsome but unsmiling, especially with a pair of cold phoenix eyes, which made it even more difficult to approach.

Ling Xiao released Chi Jiayan's hand: "Let's go."

Chi Jiayan nodded obediently: "Okay brother."

The assistant muttered in his heart, this Chi Jiayan is weird, but he was managed by his brother obediently.

However, his brother is also very strange, so gloomy, one can't help trembling when he looks at it more, it's really weirder than the last. Forget it, he doesn't understand the world of these masters.

Upstairs, He Kangcheng's house was already noisy. It was his grandmother who was paralyzed and suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

The local tyrant was scolded and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. When he saw the assistant, he naturally turned his anger on him: "I told you to call someone, why are you dawdling? Do you not want to do it?"

Ling Xiao glanced at him coldly, and the local tyrant immediately shut up.

Chi Jiayan also knew that this was referring to Sang scolding Huai, but he was not interested in pursuing it.

Because He Kangcheng was also standing in the room, the moment he saw him entering the door, his eyes became very resentful.

He Kangcheng didn't know yet that a tall man in black, the god of death, was standing very close to him and looking at him with the eyes of dead things.

"What else do you want?" He Kangcheng asked, "Get out! Otherwise I'll call the police!"

"How to report?" Chi Jiayan looked around the humble home, "I'm here, are you sure you can report to the police?"

"Chi Jiayan!" He Kangcheng was furious.

"Move away." Chi Jiayan shed a little blood again, "There's nothing good here."

This He Kangcheng wants to oppose him, plus the obsession with this place is very deep, he is not very controllable, so that he bleeds twice.

There's really nothing good here.

Most of the furniture and other items in the house are very old, they should be in the style of more than ten years ago, and there is a smell of poverty and decay everywhere, which Chi Jiayan is all too familiar with. He suddenly seemed to see another home, the one in Qingshui Community. He still remembers the upheaval he experienced there and how he struggled there.

Ling Xiao's deep eyes were a little complicated. Obviously, he also had some impressions of that family. Naturally, he found that He Kangcheng and Chi Jiayan were similar to some extent.

It's all young people who shoulder the heavy responsibilities alone and struggle to make a living.

That's why Chi Jiayan came to help when He Kangcheng was bullied.

There are two posthumous photos standing on the cabinet beside them. They are a young man and a woman. The ashes of the incense burner in front of the posthumous photos don't know how long ago. They are dirty with spider webs.

Chi Jiayan glanced at it and finally moved a little.

He Kangcheng stepped forward to block the photo, panting heavily.

"Move away." Chi Jiayan said, "Get the compensation and live in a place with better ventilation and light. This will be good for your grandma."

After the grandma finished scolding the local tyrant, the hurrah in her throat seemed unable to slow down.

The room was dark and damp, and her legs were completely paralyzed. She struggled to get water from the bedside to drink, but she couldn't reach it.

Naturally, it was impossible for the local tyrant to help her, and the assistant also disliked her smell of old people and was not even very willing to approach her.

He Kangcheng turned a blind eye and had no intention of helping.

He was showing indifference even in front of people, not to mention when he was alone with his grandma?

He also spat at Chi Jiayan: "Hey, don't be hypocritical. How much did you charge for such wicked things? Didn't you make others hate you more?"

"What's wrong with taking people's money to eliminate disasters?" Chi Jiayan said.

"You can kill your parents and relatives by yourself. Of course it's easy to be alone. You can do whatever you want, but I still have old people to take care of! Don't you know the housing prices around here? I can't afford another two-bedroom apartment! What can I do with that little money? ?"

Chi Jiayan picked up the old grandmother without hearing it, and kindly gave her water.

"If you can't afford a two-bedroom, rent a one-bedroom. Don't think that your grandma is a fuel bottle." Chi Jiayan said, "You won't know the preciousness of your loved ones until you really have nothing left."

After feeding the water, the old grandmother smiled at him and said something incomprehensible.

He Kangcheng sneered: "What do you know about a monster like you? You can control a group of people by just talking, and you can live a life in fine clothes and food by doing anything. You know my pain?"

In his eyes, Chi Jiayan was just standing and talking and his waist didn't hurt.

"I don't know." Chi Jiayan said, "I'm not interested either. All I see is that you don't work hard, no one can blame others. I was independent when I was younger than you, and I didn't live worse than you. Like you What's the use of self-pity?"

"Yeah, I'm useless, I don't want to live for a long time!"

"Then die. As long as you are willing to die." Chi Jiayan also sneered, if he had a little pity just now, he would be really angry now.

Hearing this sentence, Death stood in the dark corner, like a dark phantom waiting for an opportunity.

Ling Xiao said, "Yan... Jiajia, come here."

Chi Jiayan put down the old grandmother and walked to Lingxiao's side, unaware that he was going through a test.

"The land has already been sold." The local tyrants interjected strangely when they saw that there was no result in their talk, "Do you want to scrape more money if you don't go away? We paid you indemnity according to the contract signed at that time. It's very rich, and you don't even want to get another one! Mr. Chi said if you don't believe it, you can try it! In three days, the house will collapse and you won't have time to run. "

"Double the compensation." Chi Jiayan said, "It's for you to take care of your grandma."

"What?!" The local tyrant opened his eyes wide, but the man in black was really aggressive, and the arrogance of the local tyrant disappeared immediately, "I won't agree to give more. Open this example! Everyone else will come to me. Double, who will be responsible then?!"

"Double the amount paid to him will be deducted from my remuneration. Others won't know." Chi Jiayan looked at He Kangcheng, "Are you right?"

He Kangcheng was still angry, but when he heard this sentence, he was shocked, and the whole person seemed to be frozen.

Then, he suddenly roared and swept the incense burner to the ground with a wave of his hand: "I want you to take care of it! I want you to be fake!"

The incense burner shattered with a bang, and the accumulated incense ashes were scattered on the ground, and the smell was unpleasant in the dark and airtight house.

Everyone was startled.

He Kangcheng covered his head and shouted hysterically.

He looks so out of his mind that no one wants to stay for long.

"Xiao Luo, you can send the money over tomorrow. Of course it's best if he picks it up. If he doesn't pick it up, he will wait for the house to collapse in three days." Do you do the team's business or not..."

This local tyrant's wishful thinking was so good, the assistant laughed secretly when he heard it.

Of course Chi Jiayan wouldn't accept it. Every time he wished to make too much of it, it was uncomfortable, and the taste of backlash was very painful.

Letting this place collapse is just to scare the tenants. He can't take the responsibility and doesn't have such strong spiritual power. It is much easier to control humans, tiny objects, and even the weather in the area than to span such a large area all at once.

The group went out, and Ling Xiao silently followed behind Chi Jiayan.

The local tyrants are in a hurry, and they seem to have endless things to do, and they are in a hurry to go to the next house.

"He Kangcheng may really die." Ling Xiao said.

"Then die." Chi Jia said lightly, "What does it have to do with me?"

"You... don't want to save him?"

"Why should I save him?" Chi Jiayan turned back, with a smile in her peach blossom eyes, "He probably wants to pay more compensation so that he can live alone and get rid of his grandma. It's good to have a nursing home, but how can there be relatives on the side? Those who don't know how to cherish those who are unwilling to give and change will die when they die."

It really doesn't take human life seriously.

Even if you know that your sentence "you will die if you want to die" is very flawed, if a person really thinks this way, then after being said by him, it will be magnified infinitely in his heart, and it may eventually lead to a tragedy. , Chi Jiayan did not have the slightest sympathy.

And the kind image of the past is really completely overturned.

Ling Xiao wanted to say something, but Chi Jiayan changed the subject: "Brother, you called my name just now."

Ling Xiao now understands why those peach blossom eyes are smiling: "..."

"Don't deny it." Chi Jiayan flashed, "Jiajia... your name is Jiajia, I like it when you call me that."

Ling Xiao turned around and left.

When the two went downstairs, Chi Jiayan realized that the one with the mask had not followed.

Before he could ask any questions, he ran into Lu Cheng, who was rushing over.

The deer, in its disguised form, came from the bustling crowd discussing relocation with its bare feet and horns on its head.

"Lord Lingxiao!" He waved his hand, "Jiajia! Why are you here?"

Ling Xiao knew what he was here for, so he pondered for a while, and Chi Jiayan spoke first.

"Lu Cheng!" Chi Jiayan looked like a young man and waved, "Why are you here?"

Lu Cheng was accustomed to Lingxiao's silence and indifference, and didn't feel ashamed. He walked over with a smile: "Well, it's not the kind of job that never changes... There's someone here who is about to jump off the building."

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Someone is going to jump off the building!!"

This sentence was like water poured into a frying pan. All of a sudden, the excitement and anxiety caused by the relocation matter made the people at the scene in chaos.

Ling Xiao raised his head amid the roar of voices.

I saw that He Kangcheng climbed up to the top floor at some point, stood there, and looked downstairs blankly.

Lu Cheng sighed and said to himself, "Oh, these people commit suicide, and they don't choose a good way to die. Even if you hang yourself or die in a river, it's better than falling from a high place like jumping off a building. At least a whole corpse can be kept. Fortunately, we are collecting souls, not corpses, otherwise we would not be disgusted and die... How come there are such unthinkable things every year. "

As he spoke, he took out balls of black fur from his wide sleeves. They smelled death and walked down the corridor in a neat line.

"It may be too late now." Ling Xiao said.

Chi Jiayan also looked upstairs, as if he did not expect that someone in the world would really want to die because of cowardice, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"What is this kind of person doing alive?" he asked back, after a pause, he said viciously, "It's not a pity to die."