When the red-clothed Yin Spirit fell silent.

Yan Jiu suddenly turned around.

The pupils, which were so dark that they could numb the skull at a glance, reflected the apprehension of the red-clothed yin spirit.

Her gaze slowly traced from the red-clothed Yin Spirit's eyebrows to her chin, noting the other person's face.

The red-clothed Yin Spirit retreated again and again, and said aggrieved while being terrified: "I, I haven't harmed anyone!" ”

These are a few short days of time together.

Let her be convinced of the fact that Yan Jiu is very human.

It is precisely because I know that Yan Jiu is extraordinary.

The red-clothed Yin Spirit will be afraid of Yan Jiu.

lest the other party do it if they don't agree with each other.

Yan Jiu put all the cards in his jacket pocket: "Of course I know that you haven't harmed anyone, otherwise why do you think you are alive until now?" ”

Yin Ling in Red: Isn't it because you're too lazy to do it and want to prostitute a new employee for nothing?

Xu is red-clothed Yin Spirit's gaze is too penetrating.

It was so burning that Yan Jiu noticed it.

Yan Jiu looked at the red-clothed Yin Spirit lightly.

The red-clothed yin spirit immediately remembered the fear of being dominated by cards, and knew the facts.

She wanted to cry without tears.

I think she was in agony when she was alive, died a tragic death, and was trapped in the attic and became a groundbound spirit.

I thought that she would be devastated after the earth was desolate.

only to find that the attic was coming again.

She had wanted to scare off the occupants as usual.

I don't want people to be innocently contaminated with her yin qi.

Who ever thought.

She welcomed an ancestor.

When the red-clothed yin spirit was at a loss.

Yan Jiu walked over and hooked up with the shoulder of the red-clothed Yin Ling: "Mix with me, you won't lose money." ”

She didn't care about the horror of the red-clothed yin spirit, one person and one ghost hooked their shoulders and backs as if they were two good brothers who hadn't seen them for a long time.

The moment when Yan Jiu's hand was grabbed.

The red-clothed Yin Spirit forgot to be at a loss.

How long has it been since I have been treated as an equal?

She couldn't remember.

Yan Jiu could see the kindness of the red-clothed Yin Spirit, and she pinched her fingers to calculate the life of the red-clothed Yin Spirit.

Soon.

Yan Jiu frowned suspiciously.

Why did the red-clothed yin spirit, who was supposed to have a smooth life and great wealth, die early?

Or reduced to an Earthbound Spirit?

Yan Jiu thought so and asked.

The red-clothed yin spirit was at a loss: "I, I should have had a smooth life, rich and rich?" ”

Looked at.

Yan Jiu calculated the hexagram.

Due to five disadvantages and three shortcomings.

She has never liked money or divination, and wants to eliminate the problem of five disadvantages and three deficiencies from the root.

But her master told her that she was destined and that it would backfire to resist the established fate.

Therefore.

She learned to go with the flow.

Naturally, I am used to living a life as I like.

After seeing the injustice of the red-clothed yin spirit.

She adheres to the listing philosophy of "employees are family", and does not intend to sit idly by.

I didn't expect this to be the case.

After a few hexagram moves.

Yan Jiu saw the past of the red-clothed Yin Spirit.

Jiang Az.

A girl born into a happy family.

Her father has been making money from performances for many years, sponsoring 132 underprivileged children.

It's a pity that good people are not rewarded.

Afterward.

Her father was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer.

Those parents who were sponsored would only call to ask for the donation amount, revealing the white-eyed wolf's face.

After her father died.

None of the people who were sponsored came to offer their condolences.

Her mother, on the way back from her father's funeral, was hit and killed by a drunk driver.

Jiang Azi became an orphan.

Witnessing the death of a parent.

She was in debt but did not give up her life.

In order to pay off debts.

Also to live well.

Jiang Azi took the initiative to find her father's former friend and was introduced to the entertainment industry by the other party.

But it was used as a gift by the agent.

It was given to the CEO of another company.

Duration.

Jiang Azi thought about calling the police, but because there was no evidence, no one was willing to listen to her one-sided words.

And in order to prevent Jiang Azi from shutting up forever, those villains actually found an evil way and designed an accident.

One day.

An artist with a bad track record committed suicide.

This is the last time Jiang Azi's name appeared in front of the public, and since then, there is no Jiang Azi in the world, and there is an earthbound spirit with nowhere to be aggrieved in the black and white attic......

Yan Jiu put down the gesture of starting the hexagram.

Her gaze was slightly heavy.

How similar Jiang Azi is to the original.

A body of luck was taken away.

Reduced to the point where it is today.

Jiang Azi curled up on the ground: "How can a person like me be rich and noble?" ”

She smiled self-deprecatingly.

This moment.

Jiang Azi has changed from a hideous and terrifying yin spirit to a distressing girl next door.

Yan Jiu silently picked up the tablet.

Find out the information about Jiang Azi's death 4 years ago.

Someone deliberately drowned out the truth.

Jiang Azi's "suicide" did not make waves.

People did not see the panic and struggle of death on Jiang Azi's face and limbs.

Opposite.

There is also a quiet beauty of relief and relief.

Even if Jiang Azi's death is weird everywhere.

But it didn't make much of a difference.

Until the attic of the 4th block, the taboo of "no one should approach" gradually spread.

This building has become an existence that everyone respects and awoke.

Yan Jiu put down the tablet.

looked at the quiet Jiang Azi.

Past lives plus this life.

Yan Jiu has seen countless sorrows, but no one can still maintain that kindness after being hurt.

However.

Jiang Azi did it.

Even if he was refined by the evil way into an earthbound spirit that could not be reincarnated after death, Jiang Azi did not harm the innocent people who accidentally broke into the attic.

Yan Jiu looked at Jiang Azi who was squatting in a corner, and she said with a straight face: "Jiang Azi, do you want to take revenge?" ”

Jiang Azi was stunned.

The whole soul trembled.

She's been in the mire.

The soul has long been gnawed away by hatred.

Now, Yan Jiu's words have filled her withered and shriveled remnants.

Jiang Azi cried uncontrollably, she didn't expect her name to be read again.

Originally.

Hasn't she been forgotten yet?

Jiang Azi cried and laughed.

She seemed to have eaten a bitter coffee-flavored cake, and the bitterness of the coffee and the sweetness of the cake were rampaging in her eyes.

Once.

Resentment wrapped around Jiang Azi like thorns, and she was wrapped in a cocoon made of thorns layer by layer.

The thorns get deeper and deeper.

Entangled Jiang Azi with bruises all over his body.

But she was unwilling to give up her resentment.

There is only hate.

Only then did she realize that she still existed.

There is only hate.

She won't be swallowed up by the attic formation.

Luckily.

One of them brushed away the thorny thorns beside her.

Smile softly at her.

Yan Jiu stretched out his hand: "I'll help you." ”

This moment.

Jiang Azi felt that she saw the light.

It was a very bright light.

It's a light that you can see at first glance in the dark.

It's glaring.

But she couldn't help but want to get closer.

She choked.

Slowly stretched out his ugly hand.

It was finally placed on Yan Jiu's palm.

The moment of contact.

The aura around Yan Jiu's body was transmitted to Jiang Azi from his fingertips, transforming the terrifying Yin Spirit back into the appearance of a living person.

When Jiang Azi was at a loss.

Yan Jiu held Jiang Azi's hand.

Place them together on the broken blade of the other's heart.

Jiang Azi shook his head: "The cross blade was left by those people, I have tried countless times, but I can't pull it out......"

The voice did not fall.

The dagger that had tormented Jiang Azi for four years shook.

Time flies little by little.

She could clearly feel the broken blade slowly peeling away from her heart.

The moment when the dagger was completely detached.

Jiang Azi's soul was liberated.

The formation of the attic could no longer devour her.

She regained her freedom.