"A note writes a heart

The heart is deeper than the heart, who loves the card

How to drink a glass of bitter wine

True and false Ruan has been false until now

so that people will not believe

……”

Just as Xiao Ling was about to touch the flower pot, suddenly, a burst of singing came.

Xiao Ling didn't seem to have heard this song.

From the staccato tune, the sobbing harmonies, and the first line, it can basically be heard that this is a sad song.

A song sung by a sad woman.

Yes, only women know what it means to write a note with a heart, and only women who have loved know that comparing their hearts with their hearts cannot be exchanged for true pain, which is not called being delayed, that is called ......

Frame.

Since I refuse to give my sincerity, since I don't love from the beginning, why do I need my sincerity to empty my life?

Therefore, in the end, only women refuse to believe it anymore, and only women will ask if everything is really predestined.

From the "ghost singing" that people on the side felt panicked about, Xiao Ling actually heard the sadness of this sad woman.

Isn't this a special effect from God?

I haven't talked to the ghosts yet, but I can know what is going on without saying anything.

This......

Just when Xiao Ling was deep in thought, the flower pot suddenly writhed.

Yes, not sobbing, but shaking violently.

The talisman attached to it actually burned like this!

The body and hair are being recycled at an accelerated pace!

The fire, after burning the paper on which the talismans were drawn, did not stop, and actually burned the hair as well.

There was even a burning smell of real hair on fire in the air!

A scream ensued.

The drones hovering in the air were more closely reunited, and even two of them fell into the flower bed on the first floor because they were too close together and the fan blades hit together. Poor flower beds, which had just begun, were smashed one after another.

And that fire has no intention of extinguishing. It's still burning upwards, burning its hair, and it's burning its flowers and leaves.

The first pot of flowers at this Aoyama Hotel was originally just wild flowers growing in the yard. At that time, it was just to prevent the "smiling face" of this "woman" from coming out and being scary, so Xiao Ling randomly pulled it out and put it in a flower pot.

Later, in order to prevent it from looking embarrassing and to cover it, other flower pots in the back building, as well as the flower beds in the front building and the yard were added one after another.

It can be said that this is the beginning of the greening and beautification of Aoyama Hotel.

And now, this fire, actually burned it.

This fire is somewhat inexplicable.

According to the previous "plot", it was the "man" who disappeared, the bed and wallpaper burned, and the "woman" just hid back in the flower pot.

Why did it burn this time?

What does it mean that this is burned?

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

On the other side of the wall, there was a sudden exclamation from a male voice.

It's also screaming!

It's like a powerful actor with excellent acting skills, the kind who loses his beloved wife in a movie.

Oh, worse than that.

It's really like the screams of an infatuated man who has lost his lover.

Who is this "man next door"?

Why is it so miserable!

"The surname is Wang, what the hell is your name?!" There was a man's voice again in this room.

"You bastard! Qiu Ping chose you back then, but you kept abusing her like this. Are you worthy of her? Are you worthy of her being so nice to you? You bastard! The voice across the wall was poignant and grief-stricken.

"The surname is Wang, my wife is dead, what does it have to do with you?!" The sound on this side of the wall is not small.

"You killed Apple!" The other side of the wall seemed to be very sure.

"She's my wife! What does it have to do with you whether she dies or not? "This side of the wall is also full of neutrality.

"I made it clear to you right then. If you treat Qiu Ping badly, I will never spare you! The other side almost gritted his teeth.

"The surname is Wang, what do I have to do with my wife, what does it have to do with you?" There doesn't seem to be much grief for my wife who just died.

Wait, that fire burned the flower pot, is that the "woman" dead?

"If you kill Apple, I'll kill you!!" The other side was very angry, and it seemed that he still had the fear of the Huang Tai Sin rune paper before, but this time it was completely gone.

The opposite side even started to hit the wall.

This side is not showing weakness either.

The burning bed frame came out again.

The bed was burned by a raging fire.

- Is this a rewind?

The man didn't seem to be afraid of fire, so he got up and slammed it against the wall.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

From the perspective of the drone outside the window, it should be two men who are facing a wall, scratching and colliding in various ways.

Both men have red eyes.

Two men, both for the same woman.

And the woman they were all working for was completely out of fire at the moment.

A blackened flower, with only one pole left. It's smoking.

Why does it look like a stick of incense? A stick of incense that is about to burn.

After a while, the incense burned to the end. The whole incense head hung low, fell, and fell onto the mud surface of the black pot.

When the last wisp of smoke drifted away, the two "men" who had hit the wall stopped moving, leaned against the wall, and raised their heads and wailed.

It is estimated that if you put together the drone in the opposite building, outside the window, the camera in the uncle's hand and the material in the dog pounce on his head, if the uncle is to edit, it is estimated that the picture made can really be spelled with the blockbuster.

Stop!

Xiao Ling said to himself when he was in his heart.

Now is not the time to be cranky.

Now it's time to see what happens next.

Today, it's one more "guest" and another "guest." ”

Moreover, the remaining two "residents" seem to be desperate.

What can I do?

It's not easy to do.

Two big "men", one is the loss of his beloved wife (although he is beating people every day, but judging from the state of grief, he still loves in his heart), and the other is the loss of his lover (counting, it should be lost twice. At that time, when I lost to this man here, it was the first time I lost my lover, and now I really drifted away with the wind, and it was the second time I lost my lover...... ）

These two men with good combat power are strong in themselves, plus the blessing of pain, there may be some other magic power, Xiao Ling, who is sick, has little strength in itself, and now it is even smaller...... I don't dare to step forward to dissuade me.

Besides, looking at this posture, I can't persuade it.

Since you can't do anything, there is really only cold salad.

While he was thinking about it, the "man surnamed Wang" on the opposite side stood up against the wall, not knowing what he was holding, and chiseled into the wall one by one.

The "man" here did not show weakness, lifted the bed that was burned into an iron frame, and slammed it against the wall one by one!

It's here again and again!

Xiao Ling took the little ghost and the uncle and stepped back a little.

Anyway, we have to keep ourselves safe.

The people in the front building seemed to be excited again.