Ping's mother is dead.

Ping's mother, whose condition had just improved, died last night.

This news surprised most of the residents of the entire Jiajia Building.

While lamenting the impermanence of the world, most of the residents also went to Ah Ping's house to offer condolences, send a few words of comfort, and take out some offerings.

Of course, most of this does not include Mu Feng, nor does it include Guo Tianyou.

For the two of them are not familiar with the world, the residents of the building have a little complaint, but they are not too serious.

Soon, seven days passed in a flash, and Ping's mother's death did not cause much turmoil in Jiajia Building.

After all, an old man who was already seriously ill might have died that day, but now he just died too suddenly.

It's just that Ping's mother's death didn't have much impact, but what happened after that caused a lot of panic in Jiajia Building.

Seven days later, on the seventh day of Ping's mother's first day, Ah Ping was dressed in red, fell from the scale under his feet, pierced the top of his head with three silver needles, and hanged himself in his own home with hemp rope.

Ah Ping was killed!

Soon, someone called the police.

What is surprising is that Ah Ping, who died in such a way, was ruled out by the police as a suicide by the police, and was determined to be a suicide by the forensic doctor.

Suicide?

How much hatred does it have with yourself, and you have to torture yourself like this when you commit suicide?

Many people are puzzled by this.

Of course, there are also some old people who chose to move the first time they saw Ah Ping's death!

Soul Stone, Engagement Needle, Soul Rope, Wearing Red Clothes.

This is a deep resentment, and he wants to turn into Shura to ask for his life!

As soon as Shura comes out, he only knows how to kill, even if he has no grievances with himself, he still has to stay away, lest he really die and have nowhere to reason.

After all, being killed by Shura will not even leave his soul.

For the departure of the elderly, the young residents scoffed at them, laughing at the superstition of these people.

However, no matter what the attitude of the crowd is, it cannot stop the passage of time.

Soon, another seven days passed.

Seven days later, Ah Ping returned to the night of the soul for the first seven days, and Ma Xiaoling, the heir of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, who was specially invited to help deal with the trouble, came to Jiajia Mansion early.

Feeling the yin and resentment that permeated the sky above Jiajia Building, Ma Xiaoling couldn't help frowning.

The red-clothed Shura is relatively powerful among ghosts, and it is almost not weaker than the existence of ordinary immortals.

Even she is a little difficult to deal with.

Don't......

With a solemn face, Ma Xiaoling walked into Jiajia Building.

Hearing Ma Xiaoling's identity, many people in Jiajia Building expressed their willingness to cooperate with her to eliminate demons, of course, even young people who didn't believe her, either because she was beautiful, or agreed to cooperate with her with the mentality of watching the excitement.

There was only one person, and she couldn't help frowning.

"I said, you, why are you so tough?

That's not an ordinary ghost, it's Shura.

If you insist on staying here, you may die. ”

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, almost all the residents of Jiajia Building gathered on the rooftop and waited for Ma Xiaoling to exorcise in an exorcism formation laid by Ma Xiaoling to avoid being injured by mistake.

Mu Feng was the only one who did not show up.

Seeing this, she secretly scolded the trouble in her heart, but Ma Xiaoling still went on a trip in person, ready to persuade this young and vigorous resident not to be willful.

Many times, the price of willfulness is life.

It's just that, obviously, she overestimated her own persuasiveness, and underestimated the willfulness of this young man who seemed to be younger than herself in his eyes.

Let her say all her good words, this household called Mufeng turned out to be oil and salt.

Even if he said it clearly, the other party was still unmoved.

What made her speechless the most was that the other party's attitude was still very good.

If the other party is frowning at herself, it's a big deal that she walks away and doesn't care about the person's life or death.

However, when he tried to persuade himself, the young man would always turn his head to himself and smile at himself and politely reject his kindness.

And he was obviously unmoved by his words, but this young man looked like he believed in his good intentions, which made Ma Xiaoling speechless.

"You...... Are you really not afraid of death? ”

Looking at this young man who was still calmly playing the game when the danger was approaching, Ma Xiaoling wanted to sigh: Garbage games kill people!

As for Ma Xiaoling's second inquiry, Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

At this time, I can't leave my teammates behind and run away by myself, right? ”

Pointing to the game he had just opened on his computer, Mu Feng smiled gently, making people not angry at all.

Ma Xiaoling; "......" used to hear that someone played games to death, but he didn't believe it.

This time, she really believed it, and this kind of ghost was about to find the door and didn't run away, the reason was that she couldn't leave the spirit of her teammates.

With this kind of dedication to games, why don't you die in games?

Speechlessly, watching Mu Feng control the hero called Banishing Blade to jump over the wall, Ma Xiaoling snorted and turned around to leave.

Just walked out a few steps, hesitated for a moment, and Ma Xiaoling retreated.

There was a little tangled and hesitant in his eyes.

In the end, Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth and reached out to take off a yellow talisman from her neck.

This yellow talisman has been on her since she was born, and it has protected her more than once, and it has mysterious and unpredictable power.

Although now she has a small supernatural power, she basically doesn't need the protection of this yellow talisman, but she is never reluctant to take it off.

And this time, for the sake of a strange boy who made her feel very unhappy, she actually took off the talisman she had worn for more than 20 years.

"Hey."

Looking at Mu Feng, who was staring at the computer screen, Ma Xiaoling screamed.

Seeing Mu Feng turn his head, Ma Xiaoling handed over the talisman.

"This is my amulet, it was given to me by my aunt when I was young, and it protected me many times when I was a child.

It is said that it was handed down by a very powerful predecessor and has great power.

Now, I basically don't need it, and this time, although you are self-willed, I can't die without help.

You put away this yellow talisman.

I tell you, this is what I lent you, and I will return it when I run out. ”

She didn't know why she was willing to lend her talisman to this young man she met for the first time, anyway, it was definitely not because of some bullshit love at first sight.

It was inexplicable, and she felt that the young man had given her a feeling that she was willing to approach.

Looking at the talisman handed over by Ma Xiaoling, Mu Feng was stunned.

What a coincidence.

The things he gave out a hundred years ago, after a circle, returned to his hands.

Glancing at the seriousness in Ma Xiaoling's eyes, Mu Feng shook his head amusedly, and reached out to take the yellow talisman.

"Okay, I'll take it.

Thank you, little girl. ”