The sudden change made Zhao Xiuhe stunned, but at the moment, she couldn't help but ask.

Her neck was pinched by a pair of hands like iron tongs, although she was already a ghost and would not die again, but the feeling of being out of breath was very uncomfortable.

The red eyes swept over the face of the man in front of him and the woman behind him, very familiar. Zhao Xiuhe remembered, weren't they the couple who came to the house to ask for a fan that day? How could they ......

As if seeing doubts in Zhao Xiuhe's eyes, Yuan Quanquan took a step forward, patted the arm of the meditation cultivator gently, and motioned him to be gentle, "Ah, we've met before, so I'm not polite." I just want to ask, you take revenge, but why do you want to harm those innocent people? What is the reason why those girls buy your fans and take care of your business, but you use them to harm them? ”

Meditation's hand loosened slightly, allowing her to catch her breath a little, but she still pinched.

"Ha, of course, it's to absorb the essence of their bodies! With the essence of life, I can stay in her body for a long time, and finally take her place completely. Didn't she take my place? I will treat her body in the same way as others, and snatch her body over! ”

Zhao Xiuhe didn't care about the true identity of Yuan Quanquan and Shen Xiu, and when asked about this, she replied through gritted teeth, her eyes turned to her "good sister", her eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge.

The Yuan circle was stunned for a moment, and then it was suddenly realized.

I see.

She hadn't thought of that.

Every time he drove away ghosts and evil spirits before, the Yuan Circle took the gentle route of probation, and today is no exception. She is ready to continue to radiate her virgin radiance, brainwash these ghosts who have been left in the mortal world because of their obsession, let them return to the right path, and then honestly turn around and go where they need to go.

However, this Zhao Xiuhe is slightly different from the previous ghost. She was killed, and she was killed by her own sister. After death, the anger is too heavy, and she has absorbed the vitality of a lot of living people, as long as she "works hard", she can seize Zhao Xiuhe's body and "reincarnate as a human" again.

Therefore, it is a bit difficult to do ideological work for her.

The other party couldn't listen to what Yuan Quanquan said, although her neck was pinched in the hands of the cultivator, she was still restless, trying in vain to escape from the hands of the Ghost King.

The meditation cultivator directly shook his hand and threw a spell over, nailing her in place.

"What to do? Shall we send her back to the underworld? "The spells on the Yuan Circle and the Meditation Cultivation have not been solved, they are talking, and Zhao Xiuhe still can't hear or see them.

Glancing at the two sisters on this side, the Yuan Circle asked for advice from the meditation cultivator.

This Zhao Xiuhe should have escaped from the underworld, and he didn't know what to do with the ghosts in Jieya, so he didn't come to ...... Catch the ghost back, and I'll have to let her wipe his ass for him. Share.

The meditation cultivator directly threw this matter out, so he didn't want to waste time. With a wave of his hand, Yan Jiu's expressionless face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Although he was used to the elusiveness of the flame guards, he was still taken aback at this moment.

Pointing to Zhao Xiuhe over there, Shen Xiu motioned to Yan Jiu to pack up the female ghost and take it away, and send it to Jieya, if you want to bother Jieya, don't bother him.

Since Yuan Quanquan married the Lord Ghost King, this kind of errand and "bringing goods" thing Flame Guard has not done less, and the business skillfully led the order to leave and go to "send express" to Lord Hades.

Zhao Xiuhe began to shout: "What do you want to do? I want revenge! Why did she kill me and I should be tormented? It's all mine, and she's robbed me of everything! Obviously I'm better than her in everything, but in the end, she enjoys the results, and I'm going to be killed and turned into a pile of bones? Damn it's her, it's her! ”

Listening to Zhao Xiuhe's shouting, Yuan Quanquan suddenly remembered something in his mind. After recalling it, I couldn't help but suddenly feel it.

Oh, remembered.

At that time, when she was treating Miss Yu's illness and exorcism, she had heard Miss Yu say three words.

It's mine.

I'm better than you.

Why.

That's it.

Because Zhao Xiuhe has resentment, when she does things on the fan, she will inevitably leak her resentment, so that those evil qi that invade other people's bodies will bring her resentment, Miss Yu is ill and unclear, but she can't help but exude this resentment that does not belong to her.

That's why she kept saying these words over and over again.

Although Zhao Xiuhe used to absorb the essence of living people to strengthen himself to achieve the purpose of revenge, this move is evil. But the reason for this is that the culprit should be Zhao Xiuhe, who killed Zhao Xiuhe and replaced her sister Zhao Xiuhe.

It is said that the poor must have something to hate, and in the same way, the hateful person has something to hate.

There is a sister who is better than herself everywhere and does everything better than herself, and she will always live under the aura and shadow of the other party, and most people will have an inferiority complex. In this case, if you have a positive attitude, you will use this to motivate yourself, strive to make yourself better, catch up with each other, and achieve a happy ending of hello, hello, hello, everyone. And if that person accidentally thinks crookedly, it will probably become a table of cups.

Obviously, the Zhao sisters are the latter.

The Yuan Circle did not sympathize with Zhao Xiuhe at all. harmed his own sister, and impersonated his sister's identity, and the reason was simply because of jealousy.

The metaverse is very incomprehensible to this mentality.

After thinking about it for a while, she seems to be in this situation herself.

Although Lu Qingyuan and the original owner of her body, Lu Qingyang, are not close sisters of the same father and mother, they are also born to the same father and live under the same roof. Lu Qingyang is not better than Lu Qingyuan, whether her status at home is good, her treatment is good, where can she compare to her sister-in-law. But Miss Lu still doesn't look at her unpleasantly, and tries her best not to make her feel better.

Therefore, external factors are secondary, and people's mentality is the most critical.

My heart is black, and everything I see is black.

Thinking a little far away, Yuan Quanhuan looked at Zhao Xiuhe, who was sitting on the edge of the bed not far away and still muttering to himself, and sighed silently.

A wicked man is his own hell.

If you do too many bad things, there will really be ghosts knocking on the door.

Zhao Xiuhe's voice disappeared, she had been taken to the underworld by Yan Jiu, there was no evil in life, and she did evil after death, and the merits will be decided.

You don't have to worry about the rest of the Yuanquan circle, Jieya and Qi Du are professional.

As for this Zhao Xiuhe......

The Yuan Circle decided that good people should do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and lead people to goodness, which can not only accumulate merit for themselves, but also save others, why not do it?

She took out a piece of paper from the table in the room, put down the pen in the circle circle, and wrote a few sentences in her soft pen calligraphy, which was seriously lacking in aesthetics.

After writing it blew and pressed. On the table, I only hope that Zhao Xiuhe will find out in her conscience after reading it, and she will sincerely repent, and her hard work will not be in vain.

After leaving the Zhao Mansion and returning to the inn, he had just taken off his clothes and lay down to prepare for sleep, when Yuan Quanquan sat up again, "That's not right!" If the dead sister is a good embroiderer, then half a year after the death of the sister, who embroidered the fans sold in Xiuhe Hall? Didn't you say that my sister's embroidery skills were very poor? Just like the two fans she compared in Xiuhe Hall before, one is delicate and the other is rough, obviously not from the same person.

Shen Xiu grabbed her waist and pressed the person back into his arms, and his two arms tightly wrapped around her, so that she would not suddenly "cheat the corpse".

"I'll think about this question tomorrow, now, Xiaoquan'er, you should sleep with this king, good."

Yuan Quanquan put his face against the man's chest and rolled his eyes at his chin, "You sleep a ghost......

A skeleton ghost immediately replied, "Oh? What does the little circle mean is that this king shouldn't be sleeping at this time, he should do something else? ”

Yuan Quanquan frightened face: "No, it's not!" Go to bed! It's late, good kids have to go to bed early and get up early, and the body is great! Well, sleep sleep! As soon as his eyes were closed, he instantly "fell asleep" and made a soft snoring sound.

The cultivator smiled, kissed the top of her hair, and whispered: "Hey, but this king doesn't want to sleep now......"

The snoring was louder.

There is still a question in my heart that has not been solved, Yuan Quanquan thought that he would not be able to sleep, but he didn't expect that after two fake snoring, he really snored.

When she got up early the next morning, she shouted that she wanted to go to Zhao's Mansion again, and she was also left to accompany her.

Xiao Zhi and Xiang'er are just dutifully working as nannies these days, taking Yuan Xiaobao to walk around Suzhou City by themselves, without a special order to meditate, Yan Jiu has been protecting the three of them by his side.

This time, he still didn't go through the gate, and the two invisible people of Yuan Quanquan and Shen Xiu were like no one in the Zhao Mansion - ah, it seems that there is indeed no one. The entire Zhao Mansion was empty, slightly better than the gloomy night, but it was too quiet.

Today's target problem in the Yuan circle is embroidery, so I went directly to Zhao Xiuhe's embroidery room - when I looked for Zhao Xiuhe's bedroom yesterday, I found that she had a special embroidery room.

Coincidentally, there was someone in the embroidery room, and it was Zhao Xiuhe.

And that Aunt May.

At this moment, Zhao Xiuhe was sitting in front of the window, her hair was messy, her face was pale, and the blue and black circles under her eyes were even thicker than what she saw in the Yuan circle yesterday, truly imitating a national treasure. At this time, she was holding a silk fan in her hand, and she was embroidering a landscape picture on it. Maybe it was after last night's incident, or maybe it was because he saw the note written in the Yuan Circle, Zhao Xiuhe's expression was panicked, the stitching was disordered, and he pricked his hand several times, and finally the line was torn off.

Aunt Mei looked at her with a worried look on the side, and kept persuading: "Miss, don't embroider anymore." You've been embroidering all night, and you see what your hands are all tied into? ”

Hearing the sound, the Yuan Circle came closer to take a look, and when I saw it, it was really miserable!

Zhao Xiuhe's ten fingers on both hands were densely packed with small holes pierced by needles, and many of them were still bleeding. Bright red blood dripped onto the surface of the fan, slowly blending and dyeing the distant mountains into patches of red shade.

Ignoring Aunt Mei's words, Zhao Xiuhe stared at the broken thread for a while, and then pulled the new thread with a dull expression, but after threading the needle for a long time, he failed to succeed, and finally suddenly let out a howl, sweeping the handkerchief fan in his hand and all the things placed on the table to the ground.

"Why? Why am I just not good at embroidery? I can, I can replace her...... The ...... that can be replaced" describes the haggard woman who suddenly went crazy, turned around and grabbed Aunt Mei's hand, her eyes were red, and her face was full of tears.

"Aunt Mei, you say, I can embroider it, right? I'm not worse than her, am I? I'm not doing anything wrong, am I? Three questions in a row, each sentence revealed a sense of resentment and unwillingness, and grabbed Aunt Mei's hand so hard that her fingertips turned white.

Aunt Mei couldn't bear it, and when she saw her like this now, she also sobbed: "Miss, you are very good." You have always been the best Miss Xiuhe in Aunt Mei's mind. In the past, you were confused for a while, and you were young and ignorant, so I don't blame you. It doesn't matter if you don't embroider well, you still have me! ”