On the second day, Gong Chuyue searched for the address on the paper last night and found a secluded teahouse, and under the guidance of Xiao Er, Gong Chuyue saw the mysterious person behind the curtain.

Gong Chuyue initially thought that the only person who could do such a thing was Ling Jiantong's enemy or the person who Fengguo Mansion had offended in the past, but when the curtain was opened, what she saw was Mu Zhen.

Mu Zhen looked sideways, took in the surprise hidden in Gong Chuyue's eyes, and then stretched out her hand and said, "Miss Gong, I haven't seen you for a long time, please take a seat." ”

Gong Chuyue slowly sat opposite Mu Zhen, looked at him and said, "Why did you appear here?" ”

Mu Zhen chuckled: "Miss Gong is really a noble person who forgets things, that paper was left by someone I sent, you came according to the address, isn't it just to see me?" ”

Gong Chuyue swore that if she knew that this mysterious person was Mu Zhen from the beginning, she would have killed her, and she would not have gone to the appointment.

Gong Chuyue had nothing to say to Mu Zhen, she got up to leave, but Mu Zhen said leisurely: "Ling Jiantong went back to the house, presumably your life is not comfortable." ”

"What does it matter to you whether I am comfortable or not?"

Mu Zhen's sharp eyes swept over Gong Chuyue's angry little face: "Look, you still have this violent temper, it's really no wonder that even Mrs. Ling doesn't want to see you, and she doesn't even want to pray for you for peace." ”

Mu Zhen knew Gong Chuyue's sore spots, and every sentence was like a thorn, only poking at her heart.

"Although I am an adopted daughter, my mother is very good to me, I will not listen to you, an outsider, to sow discord here!"

"Oh?" Mu Zhen's eyebrows soothed: "Then why are you still looking for the address?" Don't lie to yourself, in fact, you hope more than anyone else in the world that Ling Jiantong can disappear from Fengguo Mansion as soon as possible, so you can sit back to your unique daughter, right? ”

What she thought in her heart, Mu Zhen said word for word, she was silent, and she had to purse her lips.

"I'm here to help you."

"Would you have such a good heart?" Gong Chuyue still understands the truth that no profit can not be early.

"Miss Gong, we have a common enemy, and this alone gives us reason to form an alliance, you don't have to doubt me at all, because with your situation at this moment, you don't have anything on you that I can use to make use of."

Although the words were a little ugly, Gong Chuyue could still bear it, what Mu Zhen said was not unreasonable, she looked at him again, and asked, "What can you do?" ”

Mu Zhen saw that the fish had been hooked, so he took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then he tapped his index finger on the table, Gong Chuyue only heard the sound of a bell, she turned her head to look, a strangely dressed,.

His face was painted in all kinds of colors, so fierce that it was impossible to tell if he was a man or a woman, or a man or a ghost.

"This is the wizard I hired, and he can help Miss Gong."

The mysterious wizard was expressionless, and a pair of abrupt eyes looked straight down, healing the eyes that fell on Gong Chuyue, making her goosebumps all over her body.

"Mu Zhen, are you kidding me? Didn't you say that you could make Ling Jiantong disappear from my house? What do you mean you're giving me a wizard now? ”

"Miss Gong, do you think you can escape your father's eyes for the usual poisoning, kidnapping, murder and the like? Even if he can escape, how can Mu Jinghong be easy to deceive? ”

Mu Zhen got up and circled around the wizard twice, and continued: "Possessed by evil spirits, so that those people can't find out what is wrong with Ling Jiantong, is the way to eradicate it. ”

"Demonic possession?" Gong Chuyue frowned: "Is it using witchcraft?" ”

Mu Zhen didn't elaborate, but was straightforward: "What Miss Gong has to do next is to find Ling Jiantong's nails or hair, and then give it to him." ”

"If the witchcraft is successful, will Ling Jiantong die immediately?"

"Died so easily, wouldn't it be cheaper for her, doesn't Miss Gong want to see how Ling Jiantong, who was hit by the evil spirit, betrayed her relatives and finally was tortured to death?"

This is indeed interesting, Gong Chuyue got up and said: "Okay, tonight, I will hand over her nails and hair to you, you better hurry up and perform witchcraft on her, I can't wait to see a good show." ”

After Gong Chuyue walked away, the wizard who was originally standing beside Mu Zhen was suddenly shrouded in a cloud of smoke, and the smoke dissipated, revealing the appearance of a man, who was wearing a blue cloak and exuding an eerie and terrifying aura all over his body.

Mu Zhen was still a little frightened after all, he took two steps back, swallowed a mouthful of saliva before speaking: "You also heard, this evening, you can go to Fengguofu to get those things." ”

The blue-clothed cloaked man raised his head slightly, just revealing the tip of his chin and nose, which frightened Mu Zhen's legs a little, because what he saw was not a human facial feature at all, but the horror of a fur-covered beast.

The man in the blue cloak is also a person from the seven-star cupboard, what he is best at is the magic of witchcraft, on weekdays, he can move his fingers, he can make people survive without asking for death, he was born, his face is half-human and half-beast, because he is scary, so he was abandoned by his biological parents, grew up in the mountains, and was in the company of wild beasts, and was later accepted by the red-clothed man of the seven-star cupboard, and named him Baizhu.

"The Lord promised to cooperate with you, but not everything has to serve you, you can take this kind of small thing." His voice was low, and there was a kind of frustration that easily penetrated the soul of a person.

Mu Zhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not daring to offend Baizhu, so she could only nod her head and agree.

In Fengguo Mansion, Gong Chuyue has always been omnipotent, and such a small thing as taking nails and hair is naturally difficult for her, she asked Bi'er to break up Liu'er, and easily entered Ling Jiantong's room, and smoothly took the cut nails and hair from her dresser, and waited until the evening, she wrapped the things and handed them to Mu Zhen's subordinates.

Inside the house, the faint blue candlelight was extinguished, and Baizhu had already placed the nails and hair in the small silver plate in the middle.

He took the candle flame beside the table, lit the silver plate, and then stretched out ten fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and was about to recite the incantation, but at this moment, the door moved slightly, and a red figure flashed in.

Baizhu put his hands down, knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Lord." ”

Under the reflection of the blue candle flame, the water temperature mask of the man in red also became a little weird, he raised his hand to signal Baizhu to get up, and then looked at the nails and hair that were still burning in the silver basin and said, "It's already started?" ”

Baizhu nodded, he watched the red-clothed man's eyes gradually deepen, and then lowered his eyes and asked, "Lord, if you regret it, it's too late now." ”

The man in red stood with his hands in his hands, staring at Baizhu coldly: "Do you think I will stop?" ”

Baizhu shook his head: "Please forgive my subordinates for bluntly saying that this Ling Jian Pupil is really special, her body and soul are not from one place." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Ling Jiantong died once a year ago, and his soul has obviously drifted away, but for some reason, another soul suddenly squeezed into the body of the dead, so today's Ling Jiantong will be resurrected, the body is just a shell, she belongs to the present, and the soul is afraid that it fell from the inexplicable gap, it does not belong to this era."

The red-clothed man's gaze became thin and cold: "You mean, the current Ling Jiantong is not the real Ling Jiantong." ”

"So, so to speak, do you want to continue, Lord?"

The man in red lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a senseless evil: "Even if her soul does not belong to the present, it has been loaded into the body of a dead man, presumably she can't escape if she wants to, my chess game is no longer playing, and I can't make a little mistake if I break it." ”

Baizhu understood the meaning of the red-clothed man's words, he turned around, his ten fingers suddenly spread, and the nails and hair shrouded in the firelight in the silver basin instantly turned into flying dust.

The eyes of the man in red were extremely bright by this firelight, and his fingers behind him slowly tightened, nothing could stop his path, he had carefully arranged a game for such a long time, and it could not be completely destroyed just because of a Ling Jian pupil.

What's more, this was the path she chose, and she should have known that there would be today's consequences.

In the early morning, Liu Er yawned and walked out of the room, according to the original rules, as a maid, Liu Er should get up half an hour earlier than Miss, prepare hot water towels and various toiletries, and tell the kitchen to prepare meals, so that Miss can have a hot breakfast after washing.

But today, when Liu Er tiptoed into Ling Jiantong's room with a basin of water, she suddenly found that Ling Jiantong, who was lying on the bed on weekdays, got up very early today, and she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror in plain white clothes, holding a comb and combing her long hair.

Liu Er approached and found that Ling Jiantong's face had already been painted with makeup, on weekdays, Ling Jiantong didn't even draw his eyebrows much, how could he draw such a colorful outfit today, and then the red on his lips was already like being coated with blood.

"Miss, why did you get up so early today?" Liu Er tried to get closer, wanting to comb Ling Jiantong's hair, but before her fingers touched the tips of Ling Jiantong's hair, Huo Ran heard a crisp sound of "pop", and Ling Jiantong slapped the comb in her hand on the table very hard.

And there was also an angry look on his face.

Liu Er was shocked and hurriedly knelt down: "Miss, Miss, but what did the slave do wrong?" ”

Ling Jiantong got up, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes blinked, and looked coldly at Liu Er who was kneeling on the ground, her nails were sharp and long, and she easily pinched Liu Er's chin, making Liu Er's watery eyes look directly at herself.

"What are you crying about? Am I abusing you? ”

Liu Er wanted to shake her head first, but Ling Jian Tong was clamped too tightly, she couldn't even move her head at all, she could only look at her with fear: "Miss, it's best for Liu Er." ”