"You've finally appeared." The moment Jiang Butai saw this rat spirit, all the riddles in his mind seemed to have answers. "The poison in Zheng Ren's cake, you voted for it? You were the one who pushed me off the wall that day? ”

"You killed Yuehua! Now I still have the face to ask if I have killed someone! "The rat's eyes are red.

In the daytime of the world, this side alley is extremely dark, lining him like a hell rakshasa.

"She committed suicide. Didn't the rat you manipulate tell you the truth? This was not too late for Jiang to expect. At that time, Li Yuehua jumped off the building on her back, and the witnesses were not only the three of them, but also a few mice.

Ah, right.

The rats were blasted to death by her spell, and they had become pools of black blood.

Jiang was silent and speechless for a while.

"How could Yuehua commit suicide? We have a child, and we have made an appointment to wait for Zheng Ren to die and leave Jincheng together to live a dull and free life, how could she commit suicide at this time! The rat spirit was furious, and his facial features were distorted, as if he was about to tear Jiang Butai in half.

"If you don't know why she killed herself, then we don't know why." Jiang is not too late to reply.

Unexpectedly, the rat spirit listened to Jiang Butai's words, and suddenly broke down, he hugged Li Yuehua's body tightly, and then cried loudly.

"Impossible, impossible, Yuehua, you answer me, you didn't commit suicide, it was those people who killed you."

His cry was ear-piercing, sad, desperate, painful...... In this voice, it seems to be inflicted on all the sorrow.

Jiang didn't think about it too late, the rat spirit should know why Li Yuehua committed suicide. It's just that he deceives himself and doesn't want to admit that he doesn't know what the reason is.

There was a stench around him, and this stench appeared out of thin air, mixed with the sour smell of swill in the dark alley, which was suffocating.

"Why does it stink so much!" Yang Mingdong immediately covered his mouth and nose and shrank in the corner, but there was no way to hide.

Jiang Buwan held her breath, and when she couldn't hold her breath, she would indulge and take a breath of air, but this short indulgence would usher in a stronger stench that would make her nauseous.

"I just want to take Yuehua away, is it necessary for you to chase after you?" The rat spirit smelled this, and his face changed suddenly.

He no longer wept and cried, nor did he frown and stare.

His eyes were glazed, as if he was immersed in the enticing aroma, like a smoker addicted to smoking.

Jiang Buwan frowned. Could it be that although she and Yang Mingdong smelled a foul smell, did this rat spirit smell a fragrance?

"We have no intention of hindering your future. But you poisoned Jung In, causing him to die. Zheng Junli has always thought that you, the person who poisoned you, will have an antidote on you. And that antidote can bring Zheng Ren back from the dead. Jiang Butai said.

"Back from the dead? Hahahaha. The rat spirit looked up to the sky and laughed. Zheng Ren was bitten to death by my little mouse in the end. What antidote can make him alive when he is dead, and flesh and bones? ”

Except for Zheng Junli, everyone knew that his intention of catching the murderer and seizing the antidote to save his father was unrealistic and impossible.

But even if it is impossible, Jiang is not too late to hope to catch the murderer and appease his deep feelings, even if it is followed by inevitable despair.

The rat spirit held Li Yuehua in his arms and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

The emotions here are uncontrollable.

Yang Mingdong was on the side, and he was so smoky by the sky-high stench that he leaned against the wall and vomited.

"Gross—it must have been some kind of spell this rat spirit cast. He must not be able to beat us, so he wants to stink us to death. Vomiting-" Yang Ming saw his vomit, and he was even more disgusting, so he vomited even more.

"That's because you don't have affection for each other." The mouse spirit was talking, but his eyes kept falling on Li Yuehua, he raised his hand to caress Li Yuehua's slightly stiff hair, and in his heart, there was incomparable pleasure.

"If the two are in love, what they smell is only the aroma of aphrodisiac." The rat spirit smiled, lust flowing in his eyes. "When Yuehua is with me, he often bathes in the fragrance and is like a piano."

A hint of surprise flashed on Jiang Buwan's face.

She remembered the night she and Cheng had a supper in the kitchen. She smelled a strange fragrance, but what Zheng Junli smelled was a slight smell.

"And what if you are reluctant?" Jiang Buwan asked.

"Of course, you won't be able to smell this wonderful aroma, otherwise, it will smell and linger." The rat spirit chuckled.

Jiang Bu was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole person trembled.

Zheng Junli smelled a foul smell that day, does that mean that Zheng Junli has no affection for her?

"Don't care about your own happiness! Get rid of this hex! Lao Tzu's intestines are about to spit out! Vomit—" Yang Mingdong shouted angrily at the rat spirit.

"One, two, three, four, five, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, if you don't move, you won't move, and Mount Tai will never be traced." Jiang Fei recited the spell of binding the demon and sealed the rat spirit to trap it.

The rat spirit was bound by her, and the spells she had issued before were useless.

The stench dissipated, leaving only the sour stench of swill.

The smile on the rat's face suddenly disappears, and the pleasure that Mei Xiang brings to him ends, replaced by endless self-doubt and disbelief.

"Why! Why! He shouted loudly as Li Yuehua's body followed.

The ephemeral aroma only gave him temporary paralysis, and after the breath dissipated, he still had to face pain.

Jiang Buwan picked up the bound rat spirit, and Yang Mingdong picked up Li Yuehua's corpse on the side.

Li Yuehua's eyes were closed, if it weren't for the blood hole in the back of her head, others might think that she was just asleep.

"It is said that when people have regrets, they don't look blind to death, her eyes are closed, and she wants to die, which is what she wants." Yang Mingdong muttered.

The two returned to the hospital.

Zheng Ren's body had been pushed to the morgue by doctors.

Zheng Junli and Lin Chunqin sat on a rotten wooden bench in the hospital corridor. Lin Chunqin sobbed slightly, and Zheng Junli was quiet, as if he had accepted something.

When Jiang Buwan came back with the rat spirit, Zheng Junli's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot, he no longer cried and shouted to find an antidote to save his father, and even when he looked up and saw the rat spirit, his eyes couldn't make any waves.

On the contrary, it was a rat spirit, and when he saw Zheng Junli holding a bucket lamp in his hand, his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had rekindled. He struggled with the demon binding spell that Jiang Butai had set for him, and his body wanted to rush towards Zheng Junli.

Jiang didn't wait until he was too late to aggravate the spell before he could control him again.

With red eyes, he shouted at Zheng Junli, "Is that a bucket lamp?" Isn't it a bucket lamp! Lend me one! Lend me one! ”

Zheng Junli was stunned and glanced at the strange lamp in his hand, which was given to him by Jiang Buwan, this lamp helped him see his father's last face, and let them say goodbye.

Zheng Junli suddenly moved, he seemed to think of something, raised his head and asked Jiang Bu Tai: "It's not too late, can this allow me to see my father all the time?" As long as it is, as long as it is ...... You're good for all the time? ”

"When a person dies, he becomes a ghost and goes to hell in a few days. Fighting lanterns can only see the soul wandering in the world. Jiang didn't want to lie to him, so he replied truthfully. Long pain is better than short pain, and it is better to cut off all the hope that should not be had.

"You know how to do magic?" When the rat spirit heard this, he immediately looked at Jiang Feitai. "Please, please, let me see Yuehua. Then, if you want to kill or chop, listen to the respect, I will never resist! ”

"You want to know why Li Yuehua committed suicide?" Jiang Bu was actually a little confused. "Just now seeing your reaction, I thought you knew why Li Yuehua committed suicide."

The rat spirit was stunned when he heard this, and he was speechless for a long time.

Does he know? He didn't want to know.

"I, I must ask." The rat essence moistened his eyes. He gave up his cultivation for her, and his hands were stained with blood, just to fly away with her and start from scratch. But at the last moment, she abandoned him and went to the underworld alone, is this to never see him again for the rest of her life?

Jiang Bu was late to retrieve the bucket lantern in Zheng Junli's hand, rounded the idea of the rat spirit, and placed it in the palm of his hand.

"Then I'll help you see her one last time." Jiang Buwan said softly. "Heaven and earth essence, earth essence. The mystical essence of the gods, the mystical essence of the ghosts. Help your body, all kinds of psychic. ”

Jiang Bu recited the psychic spell, and with the help of the power of the fighting lantern, let the rat spirit see Li Yuehua.

At that time, Li Yuehua had already set foot on Huangquan Road. In the netherworld, there is a mirror platform, and there is a mirror on the stage. The mirror of evil is yin and yang, and when it encounters the soul and soul, it reflects the sins of a person's life.

Li Yuehua's biggest sin in this life is a lie.

The rat spirit stopped Li Yuehua and asked her what she lied about.

Li Yuehua said: "I love you." ”

In her life, she studied when she was young, practiced as a female worker when she was a little older, married Zheng Ren as his wife at the age of seventeen, and was imprisoned forever in the small room of the Zheng family at the age of eighteen.

It gave her little chance to do evil.

But even such a life made her commit a small sin.

She had deceived the rat spirit, she had no affection for him, and she had never smelled the intoxicating aroma.

She is human, how can she easily fall in love with a little mouse in the darkroom?

She just fed it rice a few times, taking it as a companion in her lonely life, and she didn't expect that the little mouse that accompanied her every day was a monster, and eventually cultivated into a human form, and developed a crazy love for her.

When the rat spirit heard this, his heart was sad, but there was no surprise on his face.

He seemed to have known the answer for a long time. This heaven and earth, he just wanted to hear Li Yuehua say these words with his own ears.

The two were at a stalemate, the rat spirit didn't dare to say anything reluctant, and Li Yuehua was no longer willing to say those painless love words to him.

Everything Li Yuehua did before was just to let the rat spirit help her kill Zheng Ren and break the barrier in the room to get a relief for herself.

These years of torture have already made her devastated and bent on death.

"Boom-" footsteps.

Zheng Ren suddenly appeared on the Evil Mirror Platform, and the person Li Yuehua wanted to escape from for half his life finally appeared in front of him again.

People who hate each other gather together like shadows.