The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

When Zheng Duanping returned to his apartment, he heard the guard say that the child opened the door from the inside and followed an old couple.

After the guards called out surveillance, Zheng Duanping hurriedly called Fang Xiaohui's parents.

"Dad, Mom, the child is fine with me, why did you just take it away?" I have to say that Zheng Duanping is really good at pretending. Even if they are divorced, the two parents can coax the old couple into thinking. Consider him a good person.

If it weren't for what these Taoist priests discovered last night, they would definitely have been kept in the dark by this beast.

Across the phone, Fang Xiaohui's parents were sick to death and their faces were ashen, but they had to force themselves to speak softly and sadly, "Duanping, we were too embarrassed to tell you before. After all, you and Huihui were divorced. These things No need to disturb you."

"But now we have taken Yuanyuan here just to let her see Huihui again. Huihui is not good anymore."

Before Zheng Duanping could continue to ask, the phone was hung up amid a burst of mournful wailing.

If the Taoist priests hadn't asked them to answer the phone to avoid alerting others, the old couple would have unplugged the phone line long ago.

Zheng Duanping was holding his mobile phone, feeling happy and strange.

Fortunately, Fang Xiaohui is finally going to die. From the mouths of these two old men, isn't this a sure thing?

What's strange is why are they so anxious to pick up the child?

This was the only deviation from his plan.

But if you really want your child to see their mother one last time, it makes sense.

After all, he is now playing the role of a gentle and kind-hearted ex-husband, so don't make these people suspicious in the end.

The strangeness quickly disappeared, and Zheng Duanping went to work humming a song without any trouble.

After asking the two elders of the Fang family, everyone started to go to the temple that Zheng Duanping mentioned.

When Jing Ling told Wu Qing and others who had been staying at Fang's home to stabilize Fang Xiaohui's physical body, they had already contacted the higher-up police and asked them to help in a low-key manner.

These recent bizarre cases have made the police in City B as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

The results came out soon. In recent days, the only strange thing about Zheng Duanping is that he drove out of the city and left a record at the highway entrance. After leaving the highway, the relevant monitoring was intermittently, and the time that day was also It happens to coincide with Fang Xiaohui's days of being unable to wake up.

From time to time, vehicles passed by at high speed on the highway outside the city. When Xuanlong drove the car onto the highway, he was sensitively aware that he had fallen into a trap.

What seems to be an extremely normal sight in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of these Taoist people, appears to be filled with monsters, demons, and snakes.

After driving for a long time, Xuanlong and others finally found a fork in the road. On the other side of the fork in the road, there seemed to be a mountain, and many temples could be vaguely seen standing on the mountain.

This section of cement road is not long, and it only takes about ten minutes to drive to the end. After that, there is a large area of ​​wasteland dirt road, which can only be walked by human feet.

"Where is that?"

Xuanlong explained: "These are various gods worshiped by many villages in the countryside of City B. I only heard others mention them, and I don't know the details."

After thinking for a while, everyone decided to get out of the car and take a look.

As soon as she got off the car, Jing Ling suddenly realized that everyone around her was gone. Even the original scene of the deserted field changed instantly. Jing Ling found herself floating in the air. Oh, no, she was being held in the air. middle.

The person holding her was a young man and woman, and the men and women looked at her with little tenderness.

Jing Ling even felt a little cold, her body reflexively sneezed, and then started to cry.

Jing Ling was frightened by her own cry as soon as she opened her mouth: "..."

The man and woman didn't feel any pity for her because of how hard she cried. Without even looking at her, the man and woman threw her to the ground without mercy.

Jing Ling: "..." It's even colder here.

No, why did I become a baby?

What did I look like when I was little?

Jing Ling was speechless, but she was thinking boringly in her mind.

Hey, it seems like it's been a long time, and I can't remember it.

Jing Ling blinked her eyes and clearly saw that the snowflakes that were still falling above her head seemed to be stuck for a moment and stayed in mid-air. Well, it looked like a photo.

The next second, Jing Ling felt as if she had been instilled with many memories. People kept telling her that she was unloved and unloved, and that they wanted to pull her up and bully her.

Jing Ling was confused for a moment again, where did these ugly things come from.

When a child wanted to push her, Jing Ling pushed her back violently and at the same time straddled the child and slapped her several times.

Your model still wants to bully your father. Did your father let you push it casually?

Jing Ling obviously felt like he had seen these things somewhere, but he couldn't remember them.

At the same time, these boring processes seem to be getting longer. It only takes ten seconds from infancy to high school. Why does it take so long to reach high school? The teacher at the school still forces me to write [-] every day.

Jing Ling boredly took out a lighter and lit all the messy papers on the table.

In the long firelight, the laughing classmates around him gradually faded away, and Jing Ling could not feel the heat of the flames, as if this was just a boring dream.

In an instant, Jing Ling floated up again.

This time she was finally a ghost, and she didn't know why she stayed in an office that looked very high-end and classy, ​​and the surroundings were very quiet.

Jing Ling picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then spit it out because it was too bitter.

Sure enough, these are the things that elites are used to drinking. I only like all kinds of fruit tea, milk tea and ice cream.

As soon as Jing Ling went back and sat down again, she saw the door open and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather collar and a strange Taoist priest wearing a black robe and holding a bunch of charms walked in from the outside.

"Taoist Priest, I still feel a little uneasy. She really won't come back to us."

"She doesn't even know who you are, how could she come back? If you are really unreliable, hang these charms at your company and home."

The two of them continued to talk, but Jing Ling gradually lost hearing.

Instead, she was especially able to notice a family photo placed in front of the office door, a man, a woman and a young boy. The man and woman in the photo were very similar to the young man and woman she saw at first, except that the younger version was different from the one she saw at first. The difference between the middle-aged version.

At some point, the Taoist priest had gone out, and there was only this man sitting in the whole office, reading documents.

There seemed to be someone talking in her heart, and Jing Ling held a knife in her hand at some point.

"Do you hate him?"

"It's because they abandoned you, that's why you lived such a miserable life growing up. You had no parents, were bullied, and had to support yourself at a young age."

"As long as you stick this knife into his body, all your pain will disappear."

The voice was extremely gentle, almost whispering, almost bewitching.

Under the temptation, Jing Ling slowly moved forward, staring fiercely at the man in front of her, and raised the knife in her hand towards him.

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