[, he tied someone to the closet, and the man stayed in the closet until he died? 】

[I imagined the scene described by Ning Ning, I couldn't even scratch any itch, it was really suffocating. 】

[If you don't move, you can only wait for death, my God! 】

Who is this man? 】

In the barrage, half of them were scolding Zhao Fuqiang, and half of them were distressing the white bones in the closet.

Outside the barrage.

Kong Heng hugged the photo and burst into tears.

Two years ago, he was forever without his mother.

He was always regretting, chagrined, if only he hadn't been sick at the time.

If only he had graduated from college and started earning money at that time.

If only he hadn't gone to college at the time and had gone to earn money.

If, if, so many ifs, there is no one if to make mom back.

Scene.

Jiang Ningning looked at Zhao Fuqiang, "Aren't you going to call the police?" Newspaper! ”

Zhao Fuqiang stepped backwards and hit a chair that he hadn't touched for two years, and the chair fell to the ground with a loud bang, and a cloud of ash was shaken.

Zhao Fuqiang choked on cough medicine, shook his head desperately, and the horror spread to his limbs, "No, it's not me, I don't, I didn't kill anyone, I don't know, I don't know anything." ”

"You don't know, you don't know?"

A calm and uninhibited male voice entered the live broadcast room,

[Who?] 】

[Bet it's that handsome cop!] 】

[Ningning's old partner! ] 】

Jiang Ningning turned her head and saw that she Angkor didn't know when she came, and when she spoke, the person was already leaning against the door frame.

With disgust in his eyes, he looked at Zhao Fuqiang, "Maybe you look down on us a little too much?" ”

As soon as Zhao Fuqiang turned his head, he saw a policeman standing there.

was so frightened that his legs were weak at that time, and he fell directly to the ground.

Angkor raised his hand, "Handcuffed, take away!" ”

Behind Angkor, two policemen stepped forward, handcuffed Zhao Fuqiang, and took him away directly.

In addition, a few policemen came in, pulled the cordon, took pictures, and collected evidence.

As soon as the police came, there was nothing to do with Jiang Ningning.

But the villagers of Jiangbei Village are finally about to be expropriated, and they can't let this matter go wrong because of a scumbag Zhao Fuqiang.

Jiang Ningning didn't close the live broadcast room, but looked at the village cadre who was scared by the white bones and his face turned green with a sincere face, "Your village, feng shui is very good, I have opened a funeral shop for so many years, and it is the first time I have encountered a village with such good fortune, if anyone invests in you to attract business, it will really make a fortune!" ”

[Really? I want to open a small shop. 】

[Ningning export, there is no lie! ] 】

Not to mention that Jiang Ningning's group of sailors are cute.

There is no one who plays a joke, saying that she is making up for this bad thing in Jiangbei Village.

The village cadre, who was young enough to come ashore to be the village head, did not have a brain, even if he was scared to the death, when it came to the development of the village, he was silent, his face was full of righteous light, and he said: "The feng shui of our village is good, and it has been scientifically verified!" ”

Jiang Ningning: ......

"You're right!"

She Angkor glanced at Jiang Ningning with disgust, turned around and walked out.

Jiang Ningning made up a few more words to the village, and was almost sure that the village's investment promotion projects would not be affected, so he closed the live broadcast room.

"Master!" Grinning, he chased after her Angkor.

The villagers in the village are still boiling about Zhao Fuqiang.

The noisy discussion was behind him, Jiang Ningning smiled and walked next to Angkor, "Why are you here?" ”

I don't remember it before, her name was Angkor.

Now that all the memories are back, she doesn't shy away from it, she only calls the master.

The heart of the call is warm.

Where did you come from, fool.

Her Angkor looked at her with disgust, but raised his hand above her head and snorted, "Don't you go back?" ”

When he said he was going back, he was going back to the Shengtian Temple.

Jiang Ningning shook his head and said with a smile: "What's so good about going back, how boring, I'm in the funeral shop, I don't go anywhere, sell paper ties, raise pets, collect debts, how happy." ”

She Angkor gave her a slap in the face.

Not heavy.

It's all feelings that I can't hold back all these years.

"Besides, on the big stone gate in front of the Shengtian Palace, there is no article written by me yet, I have to accumulate enough merit to make up for the wisp of soul I lost."

At the mention of this, Angkor's face was a little sad.

Jiang Ningning's soul was hidden in the bronze box by the dog thing, and he hid it for so many years, but he didn't try his best to get it out.

In the end, it was destroyed by Jiang Ningning himself.

In order to save those people in the Beihai Dragon Palace.

"Master!" Jiang Ningning gently tugged at the sleeve of her Angkor, and the iron man was coquettish, "Don't be sad, I'm not good, isn't the world better than Shengtian Palace, Chang'e said yesterday that she didn't want to live in the Moon Palace, and wanted to come back to live in a big flat and roast osmanthus crisp and rabbit meat at home every day." ”

Jade Rabbit: Phew!

Angkor sighed, "When are you going to go to the North Sea Dragon Palace?" ”

Jiang Ningning smiled, "Don't go for the time being, if they know that my soul is incomplete, they will definitely be sad, the master can be sad alone, and others should not be sad, wait until my merits are enough, and my soul will be replenished before going." ”

Tie Han Ningning continued to be coquettish, "And I want to stay with the master more." ”

She Angkor told her to give goosebumps in her throat, "Get out of the way." ”

Jiang Ningning couldn't laugh.

A colleague from Angkor called him behind him, Jiang Ningning jumped forward two steps and waved his hand, "Go get busy, drink another day!" ”

Angkor looked at her, "Let's go back to the Shengtian Hall one day and dispose of that thing!" ”

Jiang Ningning strode forward, without looking back, very rebelliously only facing her master with the back of her head, beckoning, "Okay!" When you're free, I'll be at will! ”

As he spoke, he went out and stepped on the scooter.

When you wear a helmet, no one loves it.

Throttle bang.

"Master!" I didn't make it, and I didn't ask a word.

She Angkor looked at her.

Jiang Ningning asked: "Sun Hong Kong Heng, do you want to arrest him?" ”

Angkor was silent for a moment, "That depends on which step Zhao Fuqiang recruits." ”

It's about justice, Jiang Ningning doesn't interfere, waves his hand, and leaves you!

She walked on the front foot, and a policeman on the back foot asked Angkor mysteriously: "Is she the Jiang Ningning who is rumored to ride a crow on the Internet?" ”

Angkor:......

Jiang's funeral shop.

Jiang Ningning came back humming a song all the way, at the door, parked the small motorcycle, and opened the door with a small helmet.

Ooh!

Boy!

She didn't open the door the right way!

One leg stepped in, and Jiang Ningning was so frightened that he pulled his leg and closed the door.

Bang.

The door that was closed was pulled open from the inside.

"You coward, what are you hiding!"

A man, dressed in a jade-white robe and wearing a jade crown, was heroic, with a little anger in his eyebrows, and indescribable love in his eyes, looking at Jiang Ningning with disgust.

Jiang Ningning weakly showed a cowardly smile, "Three, third brother." ”

"You still know how to call people!" The third prince of the Beihai Dragon Palace, the third brother of the dragon got out of the door and dragged Jiang Ningning in.

The door to the funeral parlor was closed again.

Jiang Ningning shrunk her neck and laughed with her, looking at the other men and women who were sitting in a row on the small sofa and she didn't have the guts to see.

Call people.

"Eldest sister, second sister, fourth brother, fifth sister, sixth sister, seventh sister, eighth brother."

The eldest sister rolled her huge eyes, "You white-eyed wolf, why don't you go back to the Dragon Palace?" Do we have to invite you? ”

Jiang Ningning rubbed his little hands.

She didn't have the face to reply.

If she hadn't been able to recognize the traitor of Lingshui Grass back then, Beihai Dragon Palace would not have been so miserable.

The second sister glared at her, "What are you still doing, pack up your things, and go." ”

Jiang Ningning licked her lips and was about to speak, when next to her, her third brother poked her head, "Today's birthday." ”

Jiang Ningning's heart shrank sharply, and tears welled up.

The birthday of that year is still fresh in my memory.

This year's birthday -

"Happy Birthday!"

A room full of older brothers and sisters told her.

The sledgehammer hugged Huihui, Huang Huang held Nian Nian, and the snake and snake held the thorn ball.

Lord Yama put his arm on the judge.

Shout at her.

"Happy Birthday!" (End of chapter)