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When Anfa returned to Jiajia Building, the building looked solemn and mysterious under the night sky.

The night falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and a breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness.

Walking into the courtyard of Jiajia Building, Anfa found that it was already a busy scene.

Jin Zhengzhong was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a ritual implement, and was concentrating on arranging the venue for the ritual.

A small temporary altar was built in the center of the courtyard, on which incense, scriptures and other items were placed, emitting a faint scent of sandalwood.

The surrounding residents also gathered in the courtyard, some holding incense and candles, some holding flowers, with pious expressions on their faces.

They discussed tonight's ritual, some expressed their admiration for the Black Tortoise Boy, and some shared their blessings for their families.

Anfa felt the atmosphere around him and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

He knew that tonight's ritual was more about the gas explosion in Jiajia Building not long ago, and he hoped that a ritual could be performed to eliminate the disaster.

He saw Ouyang Jiajia discussing the details of the ritual with Jin Zhengzhong.

An Fa walked forward and greeted Ouyang Jiajia gently: "Jiajia, good evening. How are the preparations for tonight's ritual going?

Ouyang Jiajia raised her head and saw that it was Anfa. She smiled and said, "It's Anfa. Good evening. Everything is almost ready. We just need to start."

The night was dim, and the courtyard of Jiajia Building was brightly lit, with a solemn atmosphere.

The auspicious time has arrived and the ritual officially begins.

The residents around gathered together, holding incense and candles, with a pious look on their faces.

Suddenly, a clear bell sounded, echoing in the night sky.

Jin Zhengzhong was seen walking alone to the altar wearing a Taoist robe and holding a magical instrument.

He took a deep breath and began to mutter something in a loud and solemn voice.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things. I have cultivated for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my magical powers. Within and outside the three realms, only Tao is the most respected. There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body..."

It seemed that at this moment, the whole world had become quiet, and only his voice echoed in the night sky.

"Please ask the Xuanwu boy to take my real body for the third time." Jin Zhengzhong stomped his feet again and shouted loudly.

He looked like he was asking a spirit to possess him, but he was secretly observing the people around him.

He was relieved to see that everyone's expressions were still pious and there was nothing unusual, and he secretly felt fortunate.

However, all this seemed a little funny in Anfa's eyes.

He stood aside, silently observing Jin Zhengzhong's performance, and a smile appeared in his heart.

He knew that Jin Zhengzhong had no real magical powers, but was just trying his best to imitate the manners and voice of the Taoist wizard, trying to create a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

at this time.

Ouyang Jiajia said to Anfa beside her: "Anfa, help me go upstairs and call Wang Zhenzhen down. She said she would come down to watch the ritual, so why is she still nowhere to be seen? This is really strange."

After listening to this, Anfa nodded without saying anything more. He turned and walked towards the stairs, with some guesses in his mind.

Anfa walked up the stairs to Wang Zhenzhen's door and knocked gently, but there was no response from inside.

Then he turned around and left, feeling somewhat certain in his heart, and decided to go to Aping's house to take a look.

He arrived at Aping's door, but heard Wang Zhenzhen's voice, who seemed to be asking Aping to let her go.

Anfa's heart moved, and he quietly moved closer to the crack of the door, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

He heard Wang Zhenzhen anxiously say, "Brother Ping, please let me go. I will not agree to your proposal."

Ah Ping's voice sounded a little pleading: "Zhenzhen, is this okay? We can just pretend to get married in front of my mother's portrait. Please..."

This time, An Fa kicked the door open without any hesitation.

The sound of the door hitting the wall echoed in the empty house, breaking the originally stagnant atmosphere.

He also saw a scene that shocked him.

Wang Zhenzhen was tied to a chair by Ah Ping, her face full of fear and helplessness.

A Ping stood in front of her, holding a red dress in his hand, and their eyes were focused on the portrait of Ping's mother.

"Aping, what are you doing!" Anfa shouted loudly, his voice full of majesty and anger.

He quickly walked towards Wang Zhenzhen and untied the ropes that bound her. After Wang Zhenzhen was free, she immediately threw herself into Anfa's arms, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ah Ping was so frightened by Anfa's sudden appearance that the red clothes in his hand fell to the ground.

He looked at Anfa and Wang Zhenzhen, with a hint of panic and fear in his eyes.

"You... why are you here?" Aping stammered, his voice revealing uneasiness and confusion.

Anfa did not answer him, but just hugged Wang Zhenzhen tightly, giving her comfort and support.

He knew that the most important thing now was to get Wang Zhenzhen away from this dangerous place safely.

He took Wang Zhenzhen's hand and said to Ah Ping, "Ah Ping, what you are doing is illegal. Wang Zhenzhen has the right to choose her own marriage, and you can't force her.

I will pretend that what happened today never happened, but if you do anything extreme again, I will call the police."

After saying that, Anfa took Wang Zhenzhen away from Aping's house.

Their figures gradually disappeared in the stairwell, leaving A Ping standing alone in the empty house. Facing Ping's mother's portrait, his heart was filled with confusion and loneliness.

Then, he slowly reacted and his eyes began to turn into hatred.

Because Ping's mother died in the gas explosion that day, leaving him alone alive.

Now, Wang Zhenzhen has been taken away by someone else. She was the last hope of survival in his life.

"It's all Jia Jia Building's fault!" he roared, his voice filled with anger and despair.

He held Ping's mother's portrait and walked towards the rooftop of Jiajia Building step by step.

He stopped on the rooftop and looked down at the entire Jiajia Building.

There was a crazy light in his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow up the entire building.

He shouted loudly: "It's all the fault of Jiajia Building, it's the fault of everyone in the world, especially you, Anfa, I hate you!"