Yuan Menglin woke up in the evening, she was holding her head with one hand and rubbing her eyebrows with the other, and fragments flashed in her mind.

Shaking her head and piecing together those fragments, Yuan Menglin suddenly panicked.

She rummaged through the room, she couldn't find the knife, and the glass of water that had been on the table was gone, could it be that the fragments were just a dream?

But that dream was so real, like the glass of water was gone.

So, did Mu Yuqing already know the true cause of her mother's death through her own words?

Yuan Menglin felt that the sky was about to fall, if those fragments were true, then I am afraid that Mu Yuqing would hate her, it didn't matter if she hated her or not, I was afraid that she would be retaliated against.

The fear of being dominated by the haunted was replaced by this realization, and she gradually became melancholy, whether it was a dream or a real fact.

Yuan Menglin decided to go to the bottom of the matter, after all, she couldn't sit here and wait for death, even if she really knew, she had to take the lead and get rid of the people who hindered her one by one.

Yuan Menglin hurriedly changed her clothes and ran downstairs, the downstairs was empty, obviously there was no one, she rushed to the third floor again, stood at the door of Mu Yuqing's room for several minutes, she finally returned to her previous dignified appearance and knocked on the door.

There was no response in the house, Yuan Menglin didn't give up, knocked a few more times, but there was still no response, Yuan Menglin was surprised, she would usually be there at this point in time, not to mention that today was Saturday, so she simply unscrewed the door and walked in.

Because it was evening, the light in the room was a little dim, she forced herself to calm down, the other party was just a yellow-haired girl, even if she knew, what could she do, couldn't she still fight a girl?

There was a strange fragrance wafting in the house, Yuan Menglin sniffed it, this smell was the same as the strange fragrance on Mu Yuqing's body, it should have been bought recently, she had never smelled this smell before, she only smelled it last night.

When I walked to the back room, I found that Mu Yuqing had pulled up the curtains, no wonder the room was so dark.

Yuan Menglin felt a little dizzy, she shook her head, and felt that everything in front of her was blurry, and even the cup looked like a ghost.

She heard the song that made her run away again, babbling but it was very crazy at this moment, Yuan Menglin shrank for a moment, how could she hear her singing here? Could it be that she has been following herself?

Yuan Menglin's panic was intensifying, and she suddenly felt that this room was very large, and she was just an ant-like existence. She covered her ears, but the sound still penetrated her ears clearly.

That unspeakable fear began to drill out of her every pore again, and her eyes began to be dyed with panic, Mu Yuqing's desktop was a laptop-sized photo, and the person in the photo was the person she was particularly afraid of these days-He Junrou.

Her smile was a little weird in the dark room, Yuan Menglin intuitively felt that she was smiling at herself, she suddenly felt that there was an unspeakable weirdness in this room, He Junrou in the photo seemed to be alive, Yuan Menglin even saw her wink at herself, and the cold glint in her eyes made Yuan Menglin shudder.

Yuan Menglin only felt that this room was so depressing that she couldn't breathe, although the interior was decorated with pink and tender, but the song that came from nowhere kept drilling into every pore of her body, dominating her fear, and the pink room suddenly became terrifying.

The singing voice is no longer as graceful and soft as before, it slowly becomes poignant, mixed with weird and sad laughter, and the curtains also begin to float, floating under this song, Yuan Menglin's whole body trembles uncontrollably, it's too weird, it's really weird.

"Wan Lin, why are you pushing me down the river?"

The cold voice penetrated into Yuan Menglin's eardrums, and she became more and more sure that He Junrou came back to find her, and those suspicions about Mu Yuqing completely disappeared.

Because that voice called her "Wan Lin".

Yuan Menglin has a nickname in her hometown, many people are called by the family, and the scientific name is another, Yuan Menglin is no exception, her nickname in her hometown is Wanlin, but few people know that one of the few people is He Junrou.

"Wan Lin... I treat you well, why are you doing this to me?! ”

The poignant questioning voice seemed to break through the air, and the thunder rumbled outside the house, and a very bright lightning bolt slashed through it, as if it had split in front of her.

The curtains also moved, accompanied by the whining of the wind, and when the curtains floated up, Yuan Menglin saw He Junrou's face reflected in the window.

She sat on the ground in shock, and He Junrou's voice sounded coldly accompanied by thunder: "Wanlin, return my life!" ”

There was another thunder, Yuan Menglin covered her ears and screamed sadly, and when she got up, she went crazy and swept all the things that Mu Yuqing's room could get to the ground, including the photo that made her shudder.

He Junrou's sharp and poignant voice then sounded, "Hahahaha, Wanlin, you go down to the ground to accompany me!" ”

"Nope! You dream! ”

Yuan Menglin was extremely frightened, clenched her fists and shouted, she saw a gloomy blue-gray floating in the room, and He Junrou came from the smoke, and the corners of her mouth were extremely inconsistent with a cold smile.

She walked step by step, and every step seemed to be living in Yuan Menglin's fragile heart.

Dark black blood began to bubble on the ground, and the blood seemed to be consciously spreading rapidly in the direction where she was, Yuan Menglin's eyes widened, and she only felt that her brain and heart were about to explode, staring straight at the dark black blood extending in her direction, and retreating step by step.

"Wan Lin... Come down and stay with me, hahahaha......"

He Junrou's laughter continued, and Yuan Menglin was already on the verge of collapse, her eyes were sloppy, her face was pale, and her hair was vigorously ripped off.

He Junrou got closer and closer, stepping on the sticky blood, the corners of her mouth kept pulling into a weird arc, and her eyes were glowing with a cold glow.

"No, don't come here! Don't come here! ”

Yuan Menglin shouted hoarsely, but to no avail, she had no way to retreat, retreated from that wall to this wall, and there was no way to retreat anymore, so she had to watch the lifeless He Junrou walking towards her.

He Junrou's laughter became sharp and terrifying, echoing in the room, stimulating Yuan Menglin's fragile nerves one by one, she couldn't speak anymore, her fingernails were making a harsh sound when she was picking at the wall, she opened her mouth slightly and exhaled heavily, her heart beating violently and her blood was expanding.

Outside, the wind blew the curtains, and a thunderclap rang out, and the door made a loud noise, and the door was shut. Yuan Menglin's heart is like ashes, and I am afraid that I will have to explain here today.

She doesn't want to die yet!

She suddenly showed a fierce light, her hand no longer picked at the wall, but grabbed her arm fiercely, and grabbed three blood paths, which looked shocking in this dark room.

Mu Yuqing unscrewed the door and came in, and when she saw Yuan Menglin breathing rapidly with her back against the wall, she shouted in surprise: "Auntie, are you here to find me?" ”

Yuan Menglin rushed towards her suddenly, she was hit by Yuan Menglin vigorously against the wall, and the next second Yuan Menglin's cold and sweaty hand pinched her thin white neck, Mu Yuqing was stunned by this sudden attack, and he didn't know what to do.

“… Maternal aunt... Put... Put... hand..."

Yuan Menglin's cruel words popped out from between her teeth, "Whether it's a human or a ghost, I'm going to kill you!" ”

The hand became more and more forceful, Mu Yuqing coughed, and her tongue stretched out, but she couldn't pull Yuan Menglin's hand at all.

Mu Yuqing's face turned red, her eyes widened, and Yuan Menglin pinched her to prevent her from moving.

The lightning and thunder roared, the room flickered brightly and darkly, Mu Yuqing's face was hidden in the darkness, and Yuan Menglin worked harder.

"Monlin, what are you doing?!"

Yuan Menglin turned a deaf ear.

Qin Chaoyang rushed in and saw this scene, quickly turned on the light and ripped Yuan Menglin's hand off, and dragged her out with him.

"Cardamom, get your mom down."

Mu Yuqing was let go, squatting on the ground and breathing heavily, with a very clear handprint on his neck.

Qin Chaoyang also squatted down to see her, fortunately, it was quite timely, Mu Yuqing was at least not strangled to death by the crazy Yuan Menglin, otherwise who would have gone to make a continuation for Lao Qian.

"Yu Qing, are you okay?"

Mu Yuqing stroked his neck and gasped, and coughed a few times: "Cough... I'm fine. ”

"It's okay, come down with me."

Qin Chaoyang invited a mage back and set up a table in the back garden, the wind was strong, he closed his eyes and held a wooden sword stained with yellow talismans and pointed to a certain direction to recite words, and after a while, the yellow talismans on the wooden sword burned, and the yellow talismans on the table were sprinkled on the ground, rising with the wind.

Mu Yuqing stood beside Qin Cardamom and looked at the so-called mage's practice, seeing the mage walking around the back garden with a compass, Mu Yuqing asked curiously, "What is this doing?" ”

"Exorcism."

Yuan Menglin seemed to be a little more sober, not as crazy and ruthless as Fang Cai, she was standing quietly beside Qin Chaoyang at the moment, but she still looked in a trance.

Sensing Mu Yuqing's gaze, Yuan Menglin also looked back, she saw the resentment and fear in Mu Yuqing's eyes, her heart was shocked, it's too bad, I'm afraid she can't hide the murder.

Yuan Menglin set off another storm in her heart, and Mu Yuqing seemed to be unable to stay.

Mu Yuqing squeezed out a smile at her far-fetched, how ugly and ugly that smile was, Yuan Menglin pretended to be nervous and grabbed Qin Chaoyang, Qin Chaoyang also looked over, his eyes fell lightly on Mu Yuqing, but he didn't say anything.

The mage walked up to Yuan Menglin, squeezed the pair of triangular eyes and circled around Yuan Menglin twice, touched his goat, and said solemnly: "Madame Zun, this is an evil qi entering the body, when I cast a spell to dispel that evil thing, Madame Venerable will definitely be able to return to normal." ”

"Let's get started."

Strangely enough, the unfathomable-looking mage sent them a talisman and told them to burn the talisman paper to ashes and melt it in water to drink, and they did the same.

Mu Yuqing drank this so-called exorcism water with a blank face, but he was just some charlatans, who could cheat a lot of money by making some rune paper, but the deceived people were willing to give more gifts to express their gratitude.

The mage brandished the wooden sword and chanted the words, and the wind hunted, until a piece of rune paper spontaneously burned into ashes in front of Yuan Menglin, and he did not withdraw his hand.

The ritual was over, Yuan Menglin's eyes were clear, and she couldn't see any ghosts, demons, and monsters anymore, and she finally let out a breath of turbidity.