Yan'er folded her wings, lay on the sofa and asked, "Who bullied you?" Say, I'll give you a breath and burn him to a seven-ripe maturity, and promise to let you relieve your hatred." ”

Whoever bullied Zhang Lei's ghost envoy looked down on Zhang Lei, and Zhang Lei was Yan'er's good friend, looking down on Zhang Lei was equivalent to looking down on Yan'er, and he dared to look down on Yan'er in Lidan City, so he could pay it back!

If we do not stifle such bad signs in the cradle in time, who will still pay attention to the word "rules" in the future? This is simply a major event that will undermine social stability and unity, and will simply want to undermine the development of a harmonious society and the progress of spiritual civilization.

The more Yan'er thought about it, the more angry she became, and the feathers all over her body immediately burst into flames, and Da Youyou immediately pulled out the guy who didn't know the height of the sky, and put it on the barbecue grill to roast it until it was medium-rare.

So Yan'er repeatedly asked Jing'er, and just when Jing'er was so frightened by it that she didn't know what to do, suddenly Li Yao shouted in the kitchen: "Yan'er, Zhang Lei, come in and help set the plates!"

"Li Yao, you can leave all this kind of thing to me, the fox won't eat at our house!" As soon as Yan'er heard this, he had already thrown Jing'er's matter out of the clouds, and it shouted while rushing into the kitchen at the speed of light, and a raging wall of fire was suddenly blocked between the living room and the kitchen.

"Death Flame, you actually stand in the pot and eat, come down, it's too uneducated!" Li Yao shouted in the kitchen.

Zhang Lei pursed his lips when he heard this, and then said to Jing'er: "Okay, while Yan'er is not there, let's say, what's wrong?"

Jing'er was frightened by Gang Yan'er's tears, and immediately shed again, she sobbed and said, "Master...... He...... He, that picture, my family photo was burned by him...... Wow...... Give it back...... Wow wow......"

It turned out that in the evening, when the workers returned to the shed to eat and take a breath, Jing'er's father looked at the family photo on his bedside while eating, and was suddenly shocked, and the lunch box in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the little girl who was smiling at him, his body and mind seemed to be stuck in an ice cave.

He remembered how many people there were in this photo, and what the gesture of each person was, how could there be an extra person who had disappeared from their lives for many years for no reason?

He shuddered and took the picture out of the frame, wiped it a few times, and the extra child still stood firmly on it, not in the slightest intention of being erased.

How so? How can it be...... The man struck a match several times with a shaky hand before lighting a cigarette.

He smoked a cigarette and began to think crankily. The various ghost legends and all kinds of revenge stories that he heard since he was a child kept spinning in his mind.

After smoking most of the cigarettes one after another, he took a match, and lit the photo, until the photo of Jing'er turned to ashes, and he still stepped on and crushed the ashes uncomfortably, until the last trace of ash powder in the photo disappeared into the wind.

The co-workers around him did not understand his strange behavior, and came up to ask, but he just went to smoke again and said nothing. And Jing'er, who watched all this on the side, couldn't help crying loudly.

She finally had her own family photo, but she only let her father burn it after watching it for a long time, so how could she not be sad and wronged, she immediately cried and ran back to tell Zhang Lei.

"It's too much!"

"It's too bullying!"

"Master, we can't just forget that!"

"By the way, go teach him a lesson and ask him to kowtow to Jing'er and admit his mistakes. ”

A few imps made a chirp for Jing'er.

They followed Zhang Lei's side, pulling the banner of Yan'er and Ji Ao, they were used to walking sideways in Lidan City, and now Jing'er was being cried continuously by a human being, how could they stand it.

And this person is still Jing'er's father, but he actually sold her to someone else, and Jing'er was killed because of this, even if there is any flesh and blood affection, it should be exhausted, now Jing'er is still young, and he is kind at heart and doesn't go to him to seek revenge, he dares to "bully" Jing'er in turn, it's too much!

Zhang Lei frowned and said, "Okay, okay, don't make up your mind there, Jing'er, I'll give you an idea and promise to let him keep your photos well, what do you think?"

Jing'er looked at her trusted master and nodded vigorously.

Because he was too full to eat, the flame, whose belly was bulging, finally opened the door and announced, "Fox, you can eat...... I'll leave the chickens for you!"

"I have something to do, I'll eat it later. Zhang Lei bit his lip, rolled his eyes, threw down a sentence, and then jumped out of the window.

Yan'er looked at his back, scratched his head with his wings in confusion, and Li Yao knocked on its head: "Hmph, tell you not to be angry, the little fox is angry and leaves." ”

"Won't you...... He's not going to be so stingy...... Look, fox, I didn't eat your chicken...... I really left you a ...... on purpose" Yan'er muttered, but there was still a little uneasiness in her heart, it grabbed the roast chicken and chased it out, Li Yao looked at their backs, smiled wryly and shook her head.

The man was in a trance all night, and when he got up this morning, was there really one more person on the mutated photo yesterday? Or did he see it wrong? After the night, he still couldn't figure out what had happened, and he didn't know if it was real or hallucination.

But he had a nightmare and clearly remembered the picture in the dream.

In the dream, he returned to his family's farmhouse, and his children, his wife, and his mother went out to meet him with joy, but just as he was taking out the gifts he had bought for them in the city and preparing to distribute them, Jing'er's figure suddenly ran in from outside, glared at him viciously, and asked, "Where are my gifts?"

At that moment, the surrounding scenery was dyed red with red, a blood-like red, as if the entire courtyard was soaked in blood......

This night, he was awakened by such nightmares many times, until dawn, he sat in bed for a long time, still not distinguishing whether he was in reality or in a dream.

He had been in a trance, so he delayed going to breakfast, and when he went to work on the construction site, he only felt his head swollen and weak.

When he was pushing a cart to transport bricks, he suddenly stumbled and fell, and a cart of bricks overturned on the side of the road.

He stared at him in a daze, and after a long time he let out a long sigh, squatting down with a bitter face and picking up piece by piece, when a voice came from above his head.

"Donor, the poor are polite. ”

The man looked up and saw an old man with white hair and white beard standing in front of him.

This old Taoist priest has white hair, but his age is difficult to estimate, he looks like he is over seventy years old, but his face is ruddy and wrinkled, and he looks like a forty-year-old man, especially those wise and benevolent deep eyes, which make people feel a kind of incomprehensible, but they can't help but be in awe.

The man himself was a superstitious man, and his grandmother, mother, and wife would worship various gods during the New Year's holidays, and when something happened in the house, the house would be filled with cigarette smoke, paper money, and the sound of prostrations and prayers all night long.

He himself rarely burns incense to worship the Buddha, but this does not mean that he is an atheist, on the contrary, he is extremely fearful of demons and monsters. He was afraid of everything he couldn't explain. When this happens, he has to turn to the slim gods.

When the strange man appeared in front of him, he happened to be haunted by the terrible picture and nightmare, and he couldn't help but choke in his throat.

"Donor, poor Dao sees that your Yin Tang is black, have you had any unpleasant things recently, have you encountered strange things?" asked the Taoist with a kind face.

The man nodded vigorously.

"The poor road happened to pass by in this vicinity, but found that there was a ghost lingering here, and when I got closer, I saw the donor...... Alas......" The Taoist priest sighed, but did not reveal the details of the matter.

All kinds of assumptions and terrible imaginations poured out in the man's mind, which made him even more frightened, almost so frightened that his legs were paralyzed and he sat on the ground, he grabbed the Taoist priest's sleeve and begged: "Daoist, you, you can help me see if I have hit an evil spirit, how can I dream of it...... Also, also ......"

But when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't tell what he had encountered, because once he started, it meant that he had to tell the whole story of the matter, which meant that he had to say that the whole family did not want to face, did not want to mention it again, did not want to recall even a picture of the matter, recalled it again, and even had to say it to an irrelevant person.

"No, I'm fine, I'm fine......" No, he must not express the fear in his heart, he suddenly came back to his senses, quickly picked up the bricks on the ground, and pushed the cart and wanted to leave.

No, whether it is a dignitary or a scholar or professor...... Who didn't get coaxed by himself? And then obediently paid for it? This migrant worker in front of him, who was already trembling with fright and had no education at first glance, was not fooled? He was known as the number one god in Lidan City, and this seriously damaged the self-esteem of this Taoist master.

Obviously, his professional ability seems to be questioned, and he must not give up, not only because others have entrusted him with his work, but more importantly, for his own reputation.

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest hurriedly stepped forward to stop the man, and said something that made the man thunder: "Donor, you have a total of three children, two girls and one man, right?"

When the man heard this, he suddenly shook his head, and suddenly his hand was loosened, and the wheelbarrow fell again, and the bricks inside fell one after another, showing the quality of their products, and more than half of them were broken.

"You, how do you know, no, no, you are talking nonsense, where did I get my three children, I only have two......" The man was frightened and threw off the car, rolling and crawling away.

The Taoist priest's behavior was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, and he quickly rushed up to stop the man: "Donor, if I'm not mistaken, the second one should be dead, right? She did die a terrible death......

"No...... No...... I don't have three children...... I have only one son and one daughter......" The man shouted as if he had seen a ghost, stumbling away, still shouting as he ran, "I don't have three children......"

The Taoist priest shook his head helplessly and sighed, and Jing'er, who had been staying on the sidelines to watch all this, cried again: "He said that there were only two children, he lied, master, he lied......"

Zhang Lei patted her head and looked at the person's back, his brows twisted into a big pimple.

"Little is he bullied? What nonsense do you talk to him, just drag him over and eat it. Martell, you're really useless!" Jing'er listened to Yan'er's words and cried even louder, even Zhang Lei couldn't persuade her.

Jing'er had only one simple but firm request, she wanted a family photo with herself inside, and asked the man to take it back to the house where she once lived.

For this little ghost Jing'er, who has only lived for five years, the greatest pain in her heart is not the great and cruel pain she suffered when she died, nor the punishment she received for not completing the orders she carried out when she was driven to do evil.

She will never forget the day she was sold by her father and forcibly taken away from her home. Even if she knew she would never go back, she wouldn't just accept her fate.