Seeing the visitor, Jiangbei Ying was very excited at first.

It's that woman! The woman he was still thinking about just now, the red rose in his memory, the dream he couldn't get!

Soon, however, he became restless again.

Because, he saw the little boy standing beside the woman.

It's him! He actually stood with the prison painting! So, it was the prison painting that captured him that day!

But why?

As a new wandering spirit, Jiangbei Eagle does not know how to move freely. Seeing his struggling appearance, he crossed the road very considerately and walked to Jiangbei Ying's side.

"Dead?" Prison painting asked.

Of course, this is knowingly asked. Which living person floats in mid-air in broad daylight?

Jiangbei Ying was very surprised. His body had just been sent in, and it was possible that the prison painting could have seen it, but she was obviously looking up at him at this time.

Can she see herself?

"Do you think he's stupid? I won't be able to say anything. He asked the little boy beside him.

The little boy nodded, "I guess so." He was stupid and had brain cancer, so it's no wonder that he can be normal now. ”

Jiang Beiying listened to the conversation between the two, and the whole ghost was not good. But before he could ask, he was pulled back to the ground by a powerful force, and then he was chained and immobile, and was led like a dog.

"Y-Who are you?" Jiangbei Ying couldn't care about maintaining his image in front of the goddess at this time, and was flustered like an innocent deer.

Prison painted ignored him and took him directly into a taxi.

Jiang Beiying has never been to the shop of prison painting, and when he saw the sign of the ghost street and the painting of the prison, the whole ghost was in a sluggish state. It wasn't until he was brought into the room last time that he reacted.

Last time, he was brought into this store by this little boy!

The last time he came, he was still alive. This time, it's dead. Looking at the little boy's room, Jiang Beiying suddenly felt sad.

Things are not people.

After locking him at the end of the bed, the prison painting and the little boy went out, leaving him alone in the room, secretly sad.

After a while, Jiangbei Ying came to his senses. He didn't expect that he would be arrested alive, and he would be a prisoner when he died, so he was really wronged. After breaking free a few times, he found that the chain was very strong, and he was able to fix his soul body tightly, and he was immediately very discouraged.

The dream of a winner in life is completely shattered. It's really alive to lose, dead, continue to lose!

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of bright red out of the corner of his eye. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a bright red flower blooming from the pot of grass I saw on the bay window last time.

Delicate and beautiful. The aroma, the same as the last time he smelled in the room.

Only this time, there seemed to be an emotion hidden in this smell, despair, sadness, and tragedy, which made him feel suffocated.

"That's a thousand bones." A voice rang out. Jiang Beiying turned around and found that the little boy had walked in at some point.

"The flowering period of ten thousand bones is not long, you are lucky, you have bloomed twice."

Open? Jiangbei Ying looked at the pot of small flowers again, and saw it last time, obviously there was only grass.

The little boy seemed to see his doubts, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot, you were still alive last time, and you couldn't see the flowers blooming." It is a flower that grows on the battlefield. The living are invisible, but the dead can only be appreciated. How about I managed to feed it here? Good start! ”

Jiangbei Eagle is not in the mood to enjoy the flowers, let alone flatter the little boy how well the flowers are planted. All he wanted to know now was what they had brought themselves here to do.

"What about prison paintings? Let her come to me! "Jiangbei Ying's habitual son-in-law style has not diminished because of death and being imprisoned.

This made Qing Soul very unhappy, and immediately gave Jiangbei Ying an ear scraper.

Jiang Beiying was shocked: "You can actually touch me?" Who are you? ”

He couldn't understand why the little boy was able to touch him. At the beginning, when he locked him with a soul chain, he still thought that he and the little boy used this chain because they couldn't touch him, and he guessed what kind of magic weapon it was. But now the little boy actually slapped him like this, and unexpectedly, he felt very shameless.

This ghost

It's so undignified.

"What are you kidnapping me for? If you live to catch me, and if you die, you won't let me go? What enmity do I have against you? ”

"Kidnapping?" Outside the door came his longing voice. Now, though, it doesn't sound so good.

I don't know when I came, but I was leaning against the door, looking at him with my arms crossed.

"I think your proposal is a good one, I can tell your dad that I kidnapped you and make him pay a little ransom. But ......" Prison Painting's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Does your father still have money?" ”

Jiangbei Ying trembled. The success of prison painting stimulated his pain points.

"I'm a ghost now, and it's ridiculous for you to threaten people with a ghost!"

"That's hard to say. After all, some time ago, your father came to me and gave your brother a house and money, isn't it quite willing! ”

Jiang Beiying trembled again. Jiang Tian found someone to give Jiang Sudao money, or through Jiangbei Ying. Jiang Beiying handed over this matter to his secretary at that time, but he didn't expect the secretary to find a prison painting.

Prison painting, how can you still do this kind of thing? No wonder I can see myself, it turns out to be an expert. Jiangbei Yingzhijiao Painting can really use this as a threat, so he has to explain: "He is bankrupt now." ”

Gangneung Group is actually only facing a bankruptcy crisis now, and has not really declared bankruptcy. But from the fact that he was invited out of the intensive care unit, it can be seen that the Jiang family has fallen into a desperate situation.

"Pretty much. Not bankrupt, it's fast. After all, there are so many traitors under his own hands, and he has made enemies on all sides, and he has internal and external troubles, how can he not fall? ”

The words of the prison painting made Jiang Beiying excited. He finally realized that something was wrong.

"How do you know so much? What exactly do you want to do? ”

Prison Painting didn't answer him, walked in, and untied the chain that was tied to the bed.

"I'll take you to meet someone first." The prison painting took him by the hand and left the room.

Sitting on the small pickup truck driven by Hu Cai, Jiang Beiying felt panicked. The car was broken, rudimentary, and crowded. The prison painting sat in the co-pilot, and the green soul sat in the back seat with him. And beside him, there were five ghosts crowded.

He didn't quite understand what it was doing. Since his death, everything in the world has changed. Everything is out of control. It doesn't seem strange that I'm hitchhiking with five ghosts.

But the place where he got off the car made it impossible for him to get off his feet.

Huangquan Road, he can feel the atmosphere without being introduced.

The most terrible thing is that in the middle of the road, there is a man standing.

Like him, in chains.

"Big brother, big brother...... Jiang Beiying also thought before that he might meet Jiang Sudao after his death. However, he felt that his sins were so heavy, and he would definitely be tortured every day after going to hell, and he would not have much chance to get together with his eldest brother. But I didn't expect that as soon as I got down, I stood in the middle of the road and waited for him.

The chains haven't gone yet, so I'm so impatient to pick myself up.

"Here we are." There was no imaginary Xingshi to ask for guilt, Jiang Sudao just nodded, then turned around and led the way.

It's like, it's a big brother and senior who simply came to pick up his younger brother from school.

The brothers each dragged a chain and walked forward one after the other. didn't go long, but Jiangbei Ying felt that the road was long and its repair was long.

"Big brother, where are we going?" Jiangbei Ying asked abruptly.

"Go to a quiet place."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Beiying finally knew where the "quiet place" Jiang Sudao said was. A towering big stone gate stands there, with three big characters on it, "Ghost Gate", which cannot be ignored.

The prison painting and the green soul walked from the back to the front.

"It's been a while since the house was built. When you are released from prison today, I will take you to hand over your room. Qing Soul led the way and led a few people to a villa.

Jiang Sudao took the key from Qing Soul's hand, opened the door, turned sideways, and said to Jiang Beiying: "Come in and sit down." ”

Jiangbei Ying was not so forgetful that he felt that this was just a big brother who had become acquainted underground, and he wanted to take himself to see the new house. Without the infestation of brain cancer, he is now extremely conscious.

Subconsciously, Jiangbei Eagle began to retreat. As soon as the door of this villa was opened, he sensed an aura of danger.

Hongmen feast, ah, this is.

But that didn't mean anything

For eggs. The prison painter pushed him in, and he didn't even have time to howl.

Jiang Sudao had already walked in first, bypassed the entrance, and walked to the living room.

The decoration of the villa was low-key and luxurious, and Jiangbei Ying was in a trance, almost thinking that he was still in the sun. But soon, the harsh reality gave a slap in the face.

Because on the sofa in the living room, sit mediocre.

Jiang Su Dao, mediocre, prison painting. These three people appeared together and instantly woke up Jiangbei Ying.

"Prison painting, are you prison painting?" Jiangbei Eagle finally realized this problem.

When he first saw the prison painting, he firmly believed that he had encountered another prison painting. At that time, he had not yet come into contact with Jingli, and would only judge the problem purely from a scientific point of view, thinking that plastic surgery would not recover so quickly, and naturally he would not have thought that prison painting would change its appearance in a short period of time to approach him.

It was the loneliness that hurt him.

Jiang Sudao and Jian Yong began to recount their experiences, listing the festivals between themselves and Jiangbei Ying one by one. In the end, Qing Soul explained Jiangbei Ying's experience of being pitted during this time.

Oh no, it's a history of blood and tears.

"So, it was you who planned all this, provoked the relationship between me and Feng Sha, overthrew the Jiang family, ruined my reputation, and finally made me sick......" If Jiang Beiying is still alive, he will definitely cry at this moment.

"It's really worthy of my ruthless brother, and in the face of the people who were cheated by you, he still has the mood to complain."

Jiang Sudao was very calm when he spoke, but Jiang Beiying was like being struck by lightning.

yes, what right does he have to sue?

Jiang Su said that he was killed with his own hands. Prison is the rooftop that he pushed down with a knife to kill. Prison painting, the family that was killed by him was ruined.

He loses, and he loses because he is both conceited and incompetent, greedy and stupid.

"So you're here to crusade against me today?" Jiang Beiying calmed down at the moment. He thought of his identity. I'm a dead ghost now, I'm dead, and I can't die again. These men brought themselves here just to denounce his sins and send him to hell to be steamed and cooked. He's all dead, so what's there to be afraid of?

"Nope. They are here to give you a funeral today. ”

Jiang Beiying turned around, only to find that Xue Yan was standing behind him. The aura that made him feel dangerous when he first entered the door emanated from him.

He was taken aback. He remembered that Xue Yan claimed to be a man who painted in prison. Unexpectedly, Xue Yan was also a person in this field, and he also had such terrifying power.

"Funeral? I am dead, and the funeral will be held in the sun. I'm a ghost now, don't you want to scare me! Although Jiangbei Ying was trembling, his brain was still spinning.

Yes! Being a man is afraid of death and ghosts, and now they are all ghosts, and they are still afraid of a bear?!

Thinking of this, Jiangbei Ying's courage became bigger again.

Xue Yan ignored him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand directly, Jiangbei Ying flew towards his palm.

Xue Yan, who was choked by Jiangbei Ying's throat, did not feel suffocated, but he was so frightened that he lost his strength. He couldn't understand why he was as defenseless as a chicken in this man's hands.

The group left the villa in Jiangsu Road and walked to the unknown place of Jiangbei Ying.

"Where the hell are you taking me?"

"A funeral for you."

"I'm dead, how can I bury me? My corpse is in the sun! ”

"Burial of souls."

"What? I'm going to hell! Let the devil send! Take me to hell! Jiang Beiying realized that he was being held hostage, and shouted loudly, trying to have someone from the official family come and take him away.

But he listened to the mediocre saying: "I'm just a ghost." ”

Jiangbei Ying's whole ghost is not good.

"You're bending the law for personal gain! What about Hades? Doesn't it matter to you? ”

Xue Yan: "I am the former king of Hades, the current one, and I am estimated to be in a meeting now." ”

Jiangbei Eagle: "......"

Dragged by Xue Yan, Jiangbei Ying walked out of a kind of ghost animal rhythm.

"Damnation will be upon you if you do so! If you don't follow the rules, someone will clean you up! You ......"

Prison Painting: "Do you mean the way of heaven?" Look behind you, it's the Heavenly Dao Mound. Heaven is about to fall, and I guess I don't have the time to care about you. ”

Jiangbei Ying fainted directly.