Chu Xun's incident happened last month, although it was not long, but there was a feeling of nine deaths.

Every time she thinks of that picture, Su Jingwen still has a sense of happiness for the rest of her life.

Although Chu Xun has been killed in battle, his soul body has always been raised in the underworld, and some time ago, Xie Bi'an also took the initiative to tell her that Chu Xun already had a shallow consciousness and wanted to thank her.

During that time, Su Jingwen was planning the completion of "Floating Dream", so she didn't have time, so she put it on hold.

It just happened that there was such a time, and it was just right to go and see Chu Xun's situation.

As a celebrity in the underworld, Su Jingwen is unimpeded along the way, coming and going casually.

After signing the nth ghost, he was enthusiastically guided into the virtual space where the soul was stored.

When she first saw this place, Su Jingwen had the feeling that she had come to an antique house in a trance.

"...... here"

The little ghost rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Lord Goddess, please rest assured to inspect, our side absolutely pays attention to ghost power and will not do oppressive behavior, we are very praised."

"Praise?" Su Jingwen was puzzled.

"Yes, we provide the most convenient service to everyone, and we really improve the quality of our service to meet all the reasonable requirements of the ghosts."

Su Jingwen was stunned when she heard this, what the hell?

Have you been reincarnated?" Su Jingwen looked around.

"No, everybody's here."

All...... At...... This.

How can this sound so infiltrating?

Su Jingwen trembled, and saw that a little ghost was already holding a porcelain and handed it to Su Jingwen.

"Your Excellency, please see, this is a soul that we snatched from the demon and almost annihilated, she was nourished in this vase, and when she becomes conscious, we can let her choose the vessel spontaneously."

It wasn't until this time that Su Jingwen knew what so many ornaments in this room meant.

Where is the mud horse, what kind of strange antiques, this is clearly an urn?!

Su Jingwen retreated and smiled: "It's good, it's good, I want to find Chu Xun, can you help me?"

"Of course!"

The little imp left alive, and he could still see the wind-like afterimage.

But in a moment, he rushed over like the wind again, holding a small flower pot in his hand.

That's right, it's the kind of succulent flower pot.

"This ......"

Maybe it was because he saw Su Jingwen, Chu Xun had a little spirit: "Goddess, is it you?"

I didn't expect Xie Bi'an to be right, this Chu Xun actually remembered himself.

Su Jingwen was a little surprised: "Do you still have memories, do you still have consciousness?"

"Yes," Chu Xun said, "I am willing to stay, because I want to take this opportunity to reflect on the wrong things I have done." z.br>

"I don't think it's necessary." Su Jingwen said very earnestly.

Chu Xun was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows became gentle.

She smiled and said, "Your Excellency, you are really kind and understanding."

I don't know if she made up something in her brain, Su Jingwen choked up, or explained clearly: "You think too much, I mean, you forgot everything after you were reincarnated, even if you repent a lot now, you will still be able to hide from the scumbag in the next life."

Chu Xun: "......"

Su Jingwen looked back at her very sincerely.

Chu Xun suddenly laughed out loud: "Lord Goddess, you are really interesting."

Su Jingwen looked at the succulent potted plant in front of her, how awkward she looked, and she didn't want to say more, so she could only lead the topic directly.

"Do you know Wu Xiaoyue?"

Chu Xun thought for a while, "My college roommate is a very gentle and talented girl."

Speaking of this, Chu Xun was a little worried: "What's wrong with her?"

"She's coming for me." Su Jing

Wen said.

Chu Xun's voice became even more panicked: "No, isn't she ...... too?"

"Yes, she's dead too."

"Who? Who killed her?" Chu Xun's voice was cold.

It seems that the anger hidden in the body has not completely disappeared.

Su Jingwen was afraid that she would break some catastrophe if she was not careful, so she could only comforted her softly: "No, no, you listen to me, it's not what you think, her death has nothing to do with others."

Su Jingwen briefly talked about what happened in the past two days and Wu Xiaoyue's request for help.

Chu Xun listened, and her voice was a little melancholy: "Alas, you don't know, I envied her at the beginning."

"She is a very talented person, the first place in our whole college, the kind of talented woman who has never won a scholarship. She's good-looking, she's very likable, but she doesn't want to fall in love, she likes to do something of her own, and many people say she's a freak, but I like him very much."

"She's very talented, and the scripts she makes are very popular."

When it comes to Wu Xiaoyue, Chu Xun's eyes are bright, and it is easy to distinguish between worship and joy.

Su Jingwen felt very envious of the relationship between the two, and she also wanted this innocent and Akagi relationship very much.

But it's a pity that she doesn't seem to have a very deep friendship since she was a child, and everyone doesn't like her either candied or double-faced.

Later, after Su Jingwen joined the girl group, she felt the friendship of everyone working together.

Unconsciously, Chu Xun's words were finished, and her memory was very clear, describing many things between her and Wu Xiaoyue vividly, which could make people smile.

After finishing speaking, Chu Xun remembered the matter: "Why is Wu Xiaoyue looking for you?"

Su Jingwen asked, "Do you remember that you once read a script?"

"Script?" Chu Xun thought for a while, "Wu Xiaoyue is very talented, she has written countless scripts, and I have read a lot, which one do you say?"

"It's Ladder of Destiny."

Speaking of this, Chu Xun was stunned and remembered: "I know that this book is the only one that makes me cry to death, telling the story of a girl who was reborn, and it is this story that gives me a lot of new revelations about life."

"This, what's wrong?"

Su Jingwen: "This script has been stolen."

She wondered, "Don't you know this?"

Chu Xun's face sank: "I don't pay attention to these, who did it?"

"Ruan Ning."

Chu Xun thought about it for a long time, maybe he couldn't understand who Ruan Ning was, so he simply gave up this question.

"Why did she do that?"

"Fame and fortune, right?" Su Jingwen said lightly, "She adapted this script into a small and fresh love story, which touched countless people and made her famous, and later went abroad, made a fortune with her feelings, and now has a lot of achievements."

Chu Xun said angrily, "Shameless!"

"Yes, thieves are punishable!" Su Jingwen hates this kind of opportunistic person very much.

How many people have become frustrated because their lives have been stolen, and finally ruined their lives. The aura that should have belonged to them has all been turned into the treasure of the thieves, and those who should have shined on the stage can only hide in the dirty corners and lick their wounds.

What an unfair thing.

It is precisely this that makes Su Jingwen want to help Wu Xiaoyue.

"So I'm here to make you think, is there any evidence that Xiaoyue is original?"

Chu Xun was a little lost: "If only I were alive, I can confirm it to everyone......

"It's useless," Su Jingwen pointed out, "Your one-sided words are too shallow, after so long, they will think that you are here to rub off traffic and belittle you to worthless."

"You shouldn't

It should be a weapon for the powerful."

Chu Xun sighed: "But I ......."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something: "By the way, we liked to take pictures at that time, you go and find my relics and see if there are any places to take this."

Chu Xun's relics.

Su Jingwen thought for a moment, "Aren't your things already burned?"

Chu Xun said: "There are some things that I bury in the back garden of my home, and I like to build some strange things in my secret base as a fun in my spare time, and there are some treasured photos in it."

"Okay, I'll help you find it."

She hesitated, "Do you want to come with me?"

After all, Chu Xun's gaze just now was too enthusiastic, and there was a meaning written all over his body that he wanted to help his friend avenge.

Chu Xun's voice suddenly became energetic: "Can I?"

Su Jingwen was also unsure, so she sent a message to Xie Bi'an and found that ...... It's really possible!

In that case, can she also raise Chu Xun's provisions?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Xie Bi'an broke her thoughts very impolitely: "Her current soul body is very weak, she can't see too much yang energy, if she is in the yang world for a long time, her soul may be scattered again, and it will be even more difficult to gather at that time, I advise you not to have more rights and wrongs."

Su Jingwen touched her nose and could only dispel her thoughts.

"So what do I need to do?"

Xie Bi'an said, "It's simple, just take a black cloth and put it on top of her head."

Su Jingwen found out that it is very simple to think about, but sometimes it is very uncomfortable to operate.

It's like now, she is holding a succulent potted plant in her arms, covered with a black cloth, and every time she is on the road, she will be watched by pedestrians.

She is now a third-tier star, and she is most afraid of being photographed, so scared that she hides like a rat crossing the street.

It's easy to stop a car, and the owner doesn't seem to be chasing stars, and her gaze is not enthusiastic, which makes her feel relieved.

It's just that before this breath was relaxed, I heard the owner speak: "Little girl, what are you doing with an urn in broad daylight?"

Su Jingwen: "??" Are you polite?

Although, this statement is not much worse.

In order to avoid being kicked out of the car in an oolong, Su Jingwen could only pull a corner and give the other party a look: "Master, this is the meat I just bought."

The master looked at it with some suspicion before he was sure, and immediately had an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Little girl, don't raise or destroy plants, is your succulent raised in the direction of death?"