Jiang Qiao outside the mirror screamed in surprise and immediately covered his mouth. Because she actually saw Jasmine in the mirror turning her head and looking straight at her.

Did she hear her own voice?!

Jiang Qiao didn't dare to breathe, looked at the mirror in fear, and quietly squatted down, comforting himself as if the woman in the mirror could not see her.

Jasmine looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Jiang Qiao heard the laughter and sighed in her heart, is she going to kill herself now? She stealthily lifted herself up and glanced at the cat.

Fortunately, maybe the story is not over yet, and she is still needed as a spectator, Jasmine did not make any movement, and turned her head again. By this time, her husband had already disposed of all the bodies and was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something.

Seeing that Jasmine hadn't moved, he scolded: "You brainless, don't hurry up and find the money, we ran away, what if the police come in a while." I can't see that you, a scholar, are so ruthless, okay, more ruthless than Lao Tzu. You killed these people, and it has nothing to do with me, hey, I found them. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click, and his head also fell, and he fell to the ground and spun around a few times, and finally fixed on his face up, his eyes still staring at Jasmine in disbelief.

Jiang Qiao outside the mirror was also dumbfounded, she watched Jasmine throw her husband out of the window as well, and then closed the doors and windows.

Jasmine looked around the bloody area blankly, and instead of rushing to leave, she walked straight to the couch and sat down. She took a sip of the cold tea, leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes, as if she was pondering something, motionless and expressionless. In such a flesh-and-blood environment, her calmness and composure are creepy, and her back is cold.

After a long time, long enough to make people mistakenly think that she was going to sit like this until the police came, she suddenly laughed. It's a laugh, it's more like crying, at first it's a chuckle, then it's getting louder and louder, from looking straight ahead to looking up and laughing, and finally laughing so much that even tears come out.

She didn't stop until she was out of breath laughing. She stood up and rummaged through several drawers, found a lighter, blue flames jumped in her hand, after a short thought, she did not hesitate to light the sofa and other furniture, and finally carried her cloth bag on her back with a natural expression, and walked out slowly, leaving only a string of blood-colored footprints.

The bloody room burst into flames in an instant, and the blood stains in the flames slowly turned black and red, and finally turned into billowing smoke.

Jiang Jiangqiao bent down and coughed violently, as if he could smell the still fishy smoky smell through the mirror.

The picture in the mirror was still changing, this time a small dark room with a red lantern lit up, and Jasmine was sitting in it。。。。。。

Suddenly, she felt a chill in her neck, as if two hands were around her, and gradually, she couldn't breathe. Jiang Qiao struggled violently, as if he had touched something in the chaos, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he grabbed it directly, and his nails were deeply cut in.

"Ah~" An exclamation, Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, why is it a man?

Just as she was dazed, the scene in front of her gradually became blurry, and when she could refocus and see what was in front of her, she found that she was in Jiang Li's arms, her hands shackled behind his back.

On top of that, there were inexplicably a few more scratches on his white neck.

"Jasmine just attacked you? She was here just now, and you beat her to death? Jiang Qiao looked around nervously, everything was back to normal, there were no water stains on the ceiling, and the phone on the bedside was also well placed.

"She was already running away when I came. She has set up an enchantment on the outside of the room, so you can't get out, and the outside won't know what happened to you inside. Jiang Li saw that she finally came to her senses, so he let go of the shackles and held her hand.

"Ran away? Then you hurt ... Yes? It can't be me, right? Jiang Qiao's old face flushed, "What was I doing just now?" ”

"You were so confused by the ghost that you stood motionless in front of the mirror, and when I touched you, you started to catch me. Did you see something? Jiang Li asked.

"Uh-huh, oops, if you hadn't interrupted me, I should have seen a lot of other things about her, I think I know who Jasmine is, you're right, Jasmine is not called Jasmine, and besides, we were right, I know the reason why she didn't hesitate to borrow Gu Chaoxing's broken body to come here."

Sleepless nights.

Early the next morning, Jiang Qiao pulled Jiang Li to breakfast, she had a hunch that today would be an end.

"You still eat?" Jiang Li watched Jiang Qiao eat a basket of fresh shrimp shoots, a bowl of sea rice wontons and two tea eggs, and even asked for a rice cake.

"Eat well, it will take a lot of effort to catch her today." Jiang Qiao stuffed half an egg in his mouth and said vaguely.

"No wonder." Jiang Li let out a rare sigh.

"Huh?" Jiang Qiao didn't know what he meant.

"You still don't want to eat, a girl's house, the strength is greater than that of a man, I almost couldn't stop you last night, I still want where did you get so much strength, it turns out that you can eat so much." The more Jiang Li spoke, the quieter he became, weakly not daring to look at Jiang Qiao's fire-breathing eyes.

"Uncle, where is my strength, is your strength too small. I... I... You eat more, you're so big, you have so little strength, you're so angry. Jiang Qiao's face flushed, and he peeked at the boss next door who was wrapped in wontons and laughed until he was injured internally, stared at Jiang Li, who was serious, and stuffed an egg for him.

"By the way, how can ghosts also set up enchantments?" Jiang Qiao stuffed the last piece of rice cake into his mouth, suddenly remembered what happened last night, and asked puzzledly.

"Ah, the power of ghosts is mainly to control the mind and space, so they can control the thinking of the human brain and the dimension of space, you think you are in this space, but in fact you have long been dragged by it to other dimensional space. Of course, this state of affairs cannot be maintained for long. Jiang Li explained.

"Then what to do next time, it's not as good as before, there are these things coming to me at two ends in three days, I have to find a way to deal with it, otherwise sooner or later I won't be scared to death by them, and I will be played to death by them." Jiang Qiao cried with a sad face, and when he thought of his recent experience, he was terrified.

"Okay, I'll figure it out." Jiang Li smiled.

After breakfast, they took a taxi and set off for their destination.

I got out of the car and looked ahead, the Los Angeles City Funeral Home.

The usually deserted funeral parlor is extremely crowded today, and the three floors inside and outside are full of people. The atmosphere was solemn and gloomy, no one spoke, everyone with black cloth on their arms, with indescribable sadness on their faces, looking in the direction of the gate, quietly waiting for something.

Jiang Qiao pulled Jiang Li through the crowd, looking for familiar figures, but he was so pressed by this atmosphere that he didn't dare to move. Just as she was anxiously looking around, the funeral convoy had already driven to the door.

"Teacher, go all the way."

When the black coffin was lifted out of the car, I don't know who cried out, no one needed to command, everyone knelt down respectfully with their heads down, and a faint cry echoed in the air.

Caught off guard for a moment, Jiang Qiao froze in place, and only reacted after half a beat. She looked around in amazement, and only three of them did not kneel.

She, Jiang Li, and Gu Chaoxing not far away.

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