What caught Ling Qiu's eyes was an extremely good-looking girl.

The girl's face was as pale as paper, as white as the moonlight.

But it can't hide her impeccable features.

This girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and there was a solemn sadness on her immature face.

But that's not the point......

The point is that there is an untraceable red dot in the middle of this little girl's person.

"It's ...... Soul Seal?! ”

Ling Qiu quickly checked the little girl's whole body, and found that there were red dots on the neck, wrists, and ankles!

That's right!

This is the Soul Fixing Seal!

"What a ruthless heart, when a person dies, he dies, and he even uses the soul seal to trap this girl's soul and can't be exceeded!"

Ling Qiu frowned, silently recited a few words of magic in his heart, and then gently turned the Yama Ring, with some ghost dao techniques, attached to his fingers, and quickly clicked a few times on the red dot on the little girl's body.

Whew-

Suddenly, the morgue became cloudy again.

And it's a little colder than just now!

A hazy aura condensed in front of Ling Qiu's eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, attaching his breath to his pupils.

Suddenly, a female spirit in pink clothes floated in front of her.

She is small and delicate, but between her eyebrows, there is an obvious evil spirit!

"It's going to evolve into a wild ghost."

Ling Qiu frowned, this little girl had a great grudge, and the moment she was released, she was so angry that she was about to evolve from a wandering spirit to a wild ghost!

Airplanes!

Ling Qiu turned the ring suddenly.

Zheng Zheng Zheng! ——

Three rays of light burst out in an instant, freezing the little girl's ghost in mid-air!

Condensed the spell in his heart, and after a while, Ling Qiu strode forward, and then slapped his hand directly on the head of this girl's soul!

Whew-

Another gust of cold wind suddenly rose on the ground!

But......

After the wind rises, it dissipates instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the entire morgue returned to normal, and there was no more movement.

The soul of this little girl, who was full of evil qi and resentment, also gradually dissipated the evil qi, and after Ling Qiu lifted the ban, she curled up on the ground, sobbing in grief and desolation.

"Woo-woo-"

The crying was bursting, extremely sad, this kind of crying, even ordinary people could faintly hear it.

At this moment, Wu Suowei, who was outside the ward, suddenly chuckled in his heart and was startled: "I wipe? Who's crying?! ”

I listened carefully, but I couldn't hear it anymore.

Inside the morgue.

Ling Qiu quickly soothed the resentment in the little girl's heart, and said softly: "What happened, you tell me, don't worry, I won't harm you." ”

The little girl's soul slowly raised her head, and her big watery eyes were a little lifeless, but she could still see some love and touching.

I don't know why......

Ling Qiu suddenly felt that this look was ...... Somewhat familiar.

As if I've seen it somewhere.

"Taoist priest...... Taoist priest ......"

The little girl's soul was very frightened, and she trembled and hugged her weak shoulder.

"Daoist?"

He ...... He pricked me with a needle...... He...... He said...... I'm too angry...... No...... Don't let me give my sister a dream...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Sister?"

Ling Qiu smelled something unusual.

This little girl may have suffered some injustice.

Ling Qiu simply laid out a ghost path formation, and in the small formation, the little girl's soul gradually became clear, no longer erratic, and the formation was like a warm stove, so that the little girl was finally no longer so afraid.

"Thank you...... Little brother, thank you for saving me. ”

The little girl calmed down, and even if she was a spirit, her face was white and delicate again.

Ling Qiu said, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is ...... Lan Xiaoman ......"

"Why did you die, and why were you trapped in your soul? Who is the Taoist priest you just spoke? ”

Ling Qiu asked these questions simply and clearly.

Lan Xiaoman tried to recall, trembling, obviously this memory was too painful and terrifying.

"Xiaoman, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ling Qiu held the little blue hand that was as white as paper with one hand.

Lan Xiaoman nodded, plucked up his courage and said, "I'm a freshman at Jiang'an University. Last night, I received a call from the hospital saying that my sister had been in a car accident and was hospitalized, and I left school, but I was tied up by several people, and they took me to an abandoned factory, filled my mouth with strange liquid, and then I felt as if there was a fire burning in my stomach, and it didn't take long for me to die......"

Hearing this, Ling Qiu's brows furrowed.

This group of people...... Is it filled with sulfuric acid? Or what?

What a ruthless means of killing!

"I knew I was dead, looking at my body, suspended in mid-air, and I heard what they seemed to be saying...... My sister is not doing things well, which has caused their young master to become a waste, and she also said that my sister is a killer of Baihe Pavilion and can't do it, so she can only kill me to vent her anger or something......"

Well?

My sister is not doing well?

The killer of the Hundred Pavilions?

Ling Qiu's eyes lit up, and he faintly sensed something.

"And then?"

"Then I felt very angry...... I don't know where the power came from, and pushed the few people who killed me far away...... They fled in fright, and I chased them all the way to a particularly luxurious villa. And then ......"

"And then what happened?"

"And then I don't remember exactly...... I remember that a middle-aged man walked out with an old man dressed as a Taoist priest in the movie. And then...... The old man seemed to notice me, raised his hand and slapped a piece of paper, and then I passed out......"

"When I woke up, I felt a tingling pain all over my body, and I couldn't move, and the old Taoist priest stabbed me with a lot of needles, saying that I was too resentful, and that it would be a disaster to let myself go, and I would ask my sister to dream, so that the people of Baihe Pavilion would know, and it would be troublesome......

Ling Qiu frowned: "Then, you came here?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Lan Xiao nodded weakly with palpitations.

Ling Qiu suddenly asked, "Your sister, is it called Long Yuelan?" ”

"Huh??"

Lan Xiaoman was stunned: "You...... How do you know my sister's name? ”

"Why don't Long Yuelan and you have the same surname?"

"My sister's mother's surname...... Little brother, do you know anything? ”

"Yes. And you know...... Knows better than you! ”

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ling Qiu's eyes, and he glanced at Lan Xiaoman's immature face with some pity and sympathy, and the cold corpse in the freezer, secretly clenching his fists.

This Ling family...... It's really a thousand cuts!

Such a young girl in the flower season ended up so miserably because of the Ling family's selfish anger!

Not only was his life terminated in advance, but he almost ended up with a life that would never be overborn!