Wang Xiaojun looked at the broken Bodhi in two suspiciously, and always felt that these two broken black Bodhi seeds were like two black eyes, staring at him deadly, and the cold light was pressing.

A gentle voice floated in Wang Xiaojun's ears, so distant and so familiar.

Wang Xiaojun was stunned, and involuntarily shouted: "Xiaolan, is it you?" ”

At this moment, he temporarily forgot his fear, and Mo Xiaolan's infinite tenderness and the long years of Lang who were with him appeared in front of him.

Mo Xiaolan's voice seemed so elusive, it seemed to be far away in the sky, and he didn't know the direction at all, the voice seemed to come from all directions, but it was clearly recognizable, vaguely in his ears.

Mo Xiaolan did not answer Wang Xiaojun, but asked repeatedly in a monotonous manner: "Xiaojun, why did you treat me like that?" You are so cruel, I love you so much, but you suddenly treated me so coldly, you didn't even come to see me before I died. ”

As soon as he heard the word 'death', Wang Xiaojun was suddenly pulled back to reality from his distant memory. He said in horror: "Mo Xiaolan, you are dead, please let me go, don't pester me." ”

Mo Xiaolan sighed resentfully and said, "Xiaojun, don't you have a word of remorse?" In vain, I am so good to you, I am reluctant to use the money I have worked so hard to earn, and I will post it all to you to study in college. In the end, that's how I ended. ”

Mo Xiaolan's voice suddenly became terrible: "Wang Xiaojun, I died because of you, and you must also pay for my life." Give me my life! ”

The last sentence of "Give me back my life~~", the tone is poignant and long, bluffing Wang Xiaojun into his soul.

He saw that on the stainless steel elevator wall guard in front of him, behind him, a white shadow was faintly floating, and a bundle of long hair was floating behind him. Wang Xiaojun even smelled the familiar fragrance on the long hair, and a few strands of hair floated into his nostrils, making Wang Xiaojun's nose itch, and he couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

Wang Xiaojun, who had just finished sneezing, could no longer smell the familiar fragrance in his nose, and a smell of earth with a strong smell of death instantly made his consciousness almost collapse.

Wang Xiaojun's eyes were wide with horror, and he watched the white shadow behind him slowly rise, and a miserable white face appeared above his head.

Once, this was a beautiful face that made Wang Xiaojun fascinated, but now, it is so miserable and terrifying.

Slowly, on that terrible face, a scarlet tongue spat out. The tongue stretched out longer and longer, and a fishy smell hit Wang Xiaojun's face.

Wang Xiaojun shouted in shock, and suddenly there was a light in front of him, and the elevator door that had not been opened was slowly opened at this time.

Wang Xiaojun saw that the company's employees were all watching him from a distance from the elevator, desperately trying to escape from the elevator and call for help.

But Wang Xiaojun couldn't move anymore, he felt that the long scarlet tongue had wrapped around his neck, and the tighter and tighter it was so tight that Wang Xiaojun was out of breath, and naturally he couldn't make a single cry for help.

The people outside the elevator were also stunned by that scene. They clearly saw that Wang Xiaojun, the general manager of the company, ran to the haunted elevator as if he was crazy, and incredibly lit the elevator that had long since stopped running and walked in.

Although Wang Xiaojun has experienced such a terrible scene in the elevator for such a long time, the employees and Li Bing outside the elevator only feel a moment.

When Wang Xiaojun opened the elevator door again, everyone else only felt a few seconds.

Everyone was shocked to see Wang Xiaojun standing in the elevator, his head sticking out to the elevator door, his face turned red, slowly turning purple, and his hands were stuck around his neck, not knowing what was going on for a while.

Just when everyone was surprised, they suddenly saw the elevator door slowly closing. At this moment, the onlookers suddenly woke up to the fact that this was a haunted elevator.

Under normal circumstances, there is an object blocking the elevator door, and the elevator door will not close, but at this time, although Wang Xiaojun's head is in the middle of the elevator door, the elevator door is still slowly closing.

The elevator door was tightly stuck on Wang Xiaojun's head, and Wang Xiaojun's slightly deformed front face was exposed to the elevator door, but his whole body was still inside the elevator.

When everyone panicked, they saw that the elevator began to run slowly downward.

Wang Xiaojun, who had been unable to scream, finally let out a miserable scream at this time, and the scream echoed in the corridor for a long time.

Everyone watched as Wang Xiaojun's body slowly disappeared as the elevator descended, but Wang Xiaojun's face, as if it had been shaved in the cut of the elevator's descent, blood gushed out.

The last trace of Wang Xiaojun disappeared into the elevator, and then everyone heard a dull loud noise, and the whole building trembled.

Everyone froze for a while, and then realized that the elevator had fallen into the bottom of the elevator shaft. And at the elevator door, the face of a crumpled blood-stained man was like a wilted eggplant skin. It hung softly on the edge of the elevator door frame.

The people who witnessed this strange and terrifying scene were all stunned, and after a short silence, I don't know who made a scream first, and the corridor suddenly became a riot, full of screams and cries.

Li Bing sighed and said: "Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil; It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come! Wang Xiaojun was obsessed, ungrateful, and cruelly persecuted three innocent lives, which led to such a miserable end! ”

Just as everyone was blindly shouting and crying and hiding, Li Bing felt the vibration of the fish-shaped tiger talisman in his chest.

He silently took out the fish-shaped tiger talisman, spread it out in his palm, and saw a white gas slowly drifting in, circling three times, and then being sucked into the fish-shaped tiger talisman.

When the white gas disappeared, Li Bing and the other five people clearly saw Wang Xiaojun's handsome and pale face in the white qi.

The five people sighed, lamenting that the fourth evil of the white tiger had returned to its place, and when they were about to leave the office building, Li Bing suddenly felt a gentle tap on the shoulder.

When Li Bing was puzzled, as soon as he turned around, he was suddenly bluffed.

Hong Ya was standing elegantly behind everyone, looking at everyone with a smile.

Li Bing was so shocked that he didn't have time to react at all, so he heard Hong Ya say softly: "Five benefactors, don't be afraid, I'm not that female ghost, I'm Mo Xiaolan!" ”

Li Bing blurted out: "Mo Xiaolan? How is this possible? Isn't your soul imprisoned in a bodhi? ”

Mo Xiaolan said faintly: "All this is the will of heaven, the Bodhi Zi with my soul was accidentally rolled into that elevator by you." When Wang Xiaojun, the beast, pressed the elevator and tried to escape, Bodhi Zi was crushed for some reason, and my soul broke free. ”

Now, the culprit Wang Xiaojun is dead. I remember that after I hanged myself, when my soul was imprisoned in that small mountain village by the City God, the City God told me that in the future, there would be nobles who would give me a new lease of life. ”

"Now I finally understand, Li Bing, when you imprisoned me in the Bodhi Seed, the Dharma inside eliminated the anger of my soul. And the new life that Lord Chenghuang said is to let me borrow Hong Ya's body to return to yang. But rest assured, my soul has been cleared of its anger, and it is impossible for me to detach myself from my body like that female ghost to harm the common people. Nowadays, Mo Xiaolan no longer exists, I am a real Hongya! ”