Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The difference in soul makes the same face have different temperaments.

Chen Yi's projection looked like a pretty boy, with a heavy scent of powder. He seemed to be curiously looking at the surrounding environment. He looked at Zhou Leng teasingly and said:

"You're a woman who can actually think of yourself as a man, that's amazing. Haha, although it wasn't me who did it, but Chen Yi eventually became an international superstar. It's really a happy ending that I have to sacrifice my soul to get. I really can't do it, I can't work as hard as you, and I can't ignore beautiful women. Zheng Ya is indeed very good, but it's too hard to give up a forest for a tree."

Zhou Leng said expressionlessly: "It's just a shell. The mission has been completed and you have to leave."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not in a hurry to die. Just say a few more words. Actually, you are quite good-looking..." Before he could finish his words, Zhou Leng kicked him into the transmission passage.

Zhou Leng walked to the screen to check her next task, then turned her head to look at Xiao Ding who was snoring on the bed. She reluctantly clicked to accept the task, and then looked at the information on the screen:

Name of client: Zheng Zhao.

Client’s gender: Female.

Occupation before death: None.

Cause of death: tortured to death.

Age at death: seven years old.

The client's wishes: first, to survive; second, to find his biological parents and know why he was abandoned; third, to be a good person.

Walking through the familiar corridor, colorful lights flickered around her. Zheng Zhao's short life and scattered memories appeared in her mind, and a strange soul mark was also imprinted on her own soul.

Zheng Zhao's memory, as far as she can remember, is of an ordinary life in an orphanage, and then she was adopted by the Zheng couple.

The man in the Zheng family is called Zheng Jianfei, and the woman is called Li Xiuli. After being married for many years without having children, they went to an orphanage to adopt a child. You can tell their wish from the name, they almost named her Zheng Zhaodi.

She lived a pretty good life in the first four years after adopting Zheng Zhao. Although she didn't live a life of luxury, she was happy. The couple treated her well. It wasn't until Li Xiuli became pregnant and gave birth to their son Zheng Ze that the couple began to dislike Zheng Zhao.

The couple wanted to send Zheng Zhao back to the welfare home, but the loving woman persona they had cultivated over the years and the praise from their colleagues and friends prevented them from taking this step. They could not let go of their own face, and the accumulation of dissatisfaction and the pressure of life made them start to ridicule Zheng Zhao, then curse and accuse her, and finally fight with her.

Zheng Zhao had lived a good life in the Zheng family for four years. She could not adapt to the sudden change in her parents and could only cry sadly. Her crying naturally made the baby Zheng Ze cry as well, and then she was met with even more cruel revenge from the couple.

Zheng Zhao also moved his sleeping place from the bedroom to the enclosed space of the balcony. Sometimes the couple would lock the balcony door in the living room, and when Zheng Zhao was in a hurry to go to the toilet, he could only relieve himself anywhere.

The pain stimulated Zhou Leng's nerves. She opened her eyes and saw the man kicking her. She quickly bent her knees and hugged her head, taking the best defensive posture. After swallowing the blood in her mouth, she thought that she couldn't hold her lips and teeth together to endure the pain until she was beaten to death like her original body. She tried to speak loudly:

"Dad, I was wrong. Stop beating me. I was wrong. It would be so worthless if you beat me to death and then go to jail. I will clean the house tomorrow and cook for mom and brother. Dad, I really know I was wrong. I was wrong."

The girl's shrill screams irritated the child in the woman's arms. The baby was so scared that he started to cry. The woman opened the door holding the child and said impatiently:

"Okay, Xiaoze is about to be woken up. If you beat her to death, who will cook for me? Do you have money to hire a nanny?"

The man let out a long breath and stopped walking. He looked at the girl who was curled up on the ground with her body in her arms. There was no sympathy in his eyes. Instead, he said calmly:

"Go back to your doghouse, you're not getting any fucking food tonight."

"Dad, Mom, I was wrong. I will make you breakfast tomorrow morning. I know I don't deserve to eat tonight."

Zheng Jianfei seemed to be showing off and said to Li Xiuli:

"Look, the beating was light, you cheap bastard, you won't work if you're not beaten." He shouted at Zhou Leng again, "Go back to your doghouse now."

Zhou Leng felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if her ribs were broken. She stood up with difficulty, endured the pain, and returned to the balcony, curled up in the quilt. She tried hard to feel whether she could practice, but the result disappointed her. Now she was still young, had no food, could not practice, and was in pain all over her body. What could she do?

The next morning.

Zhou Leng slowly moved his joints, then stood up and went to the kitchen to cook for the family.

After getting up, the Zheng couple looked at the steaming breakfast on the table and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Leng was not qualified to eat at the table, but luckily she secretly ate some while she was cooking.

Zheng Jianfei finished her breakfast and walked to the balcony. She glanced at the person curled up in the corner and said coldly, "Take good care of your mother and brother at home today, otherwise you will know the consequences when you come back at night. Don't ask for trouble."

Zhou Leng nodded obediently and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will be obedient."

The sound of the door closing indicated the man's departure.

ten minutes later.

After finishing her meal, Li Xiuli shouted to the balcony, "Come out and wash the dishes."

"Hey, I'm coming out now."

Zhou Leng took all the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, stuffed the leftovers into her mouth and chewed slowly. She closed the kitchen door and sat cross-legged, trying to circulate her mind to transform the meager energy from breakfast. After about half an hour, she was starving again.

Zhou Leng wondered whether she should stay here and wait for her injury to heal, or take the money and leave while Zheng Jianfei was not at home. After just one minute of thinking, she made up her mind.

Because she had to feed her baby, Li Xiuli, who did not get enough rest at night, soon became drowsy. She lay on the bed holding her baby and slowly closed her eyes.

Ten minutes later, the door opened.

Zhou Leng tiptoed into the room, she slowly put the already tied noose around the woman's wrists and ankles, then pulled hard, and her hands and feet were quickly entangled together.

The woman was awakened and opened her eyes in confusion. Just as she was about to speak, a baby bib was stuffed into her mouth.

Zhou Leng quickly wrapped a few more ropes around the woman to ensure that she could not move, and then began to rummage through the drawers at home, taking out all the cash in the house. She went to the balcony to pack up her two original clothes, and after putting all the necessities into her backpack at home, she did not leave immediately, but went to the kitchen to cook for herself.

I repeated eating, practicing, eating, and practicing for just one afternoon. Although the results were not great, my physical fitness was improved and enhanced.

Zhou Leng dressed neatly and carried his bag as he left this home that was not his home.

There were more than 20,000 yuan in cash, two pieces of clothing, toiletries, etc. in the backpack. She ran into a neighbor when she left the community. The neighbor frowned at the bruises on her face and the bag she was carrying, and opened and closed her mouth several times but did not speak.

Zhou Leng smiled at her and left without looking back.