Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

Chen Zui knew some Taoist magic, but he was not proficient in it. The middle-aged man who had been following Zhao Mingde was a Taoist priest. He could freeze the evil ghost in place with just a flick of his finger.

The yellow paper that Chen Zui had thrown out was dissolved. The middle-aged man looked over with some disdain, "What a trifle."

Chen Zui gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and shouted, "Zhao Mingde! Have you forgotten everything you did in the past?"

"Humph."

Zhao Mingde stepped back, his body protected by the black-clad bodyguards. He disdained to argue with a dying man, but when his eyes met the evil ghost again, he couldn't help but dodge slightly.

"It's a pity that it is ungrateful." The Taoist sighed, pretending to be sympathetic, "Otherwise, I could still let it stay in the world of the living for a while longer."

The evil ghost grimaced, he couldn't move, his trembling eyes almost spit out fire, and a sharp roar came from his throat. He hated, from hating Zhao Mingde completely, to hating himself too!

Obviously - obviously if I didn't hesitate, there would be a chance.

He grabbed Zhao Mingde's throat and killed him without hesitation, just like he had killed himself.

But he failed to do it, he knew he couldn't do it.

Zhao Mingde is right in front of me, but I can’t kill him, I can’t kill him!

The evil ghost was unwilling to give up. He tried his best to break free from the Taoist's restraints, but he could only tremble in the increasingly hot magic, "Why! Why!!"

why?

Xu Bai also wanted to ask why.

He clearly wanted to be with Chen Zui, and they had been dependent on each other for so many years, so why did Chen Zui choose to let go?

At that time, Xu Bai already knew that he was sick and very ill, and might not live long. But he was not afraid. Chen Zui was by his side, so he was not afraid of anything.

If Chen Zui hadn’t left that note, if Chen Zui hadn’t left without warning—

It was cold in the hospital and the smell of disinfectant was sickening.

Xu Bai opened his eyes, and subconsciously looked for Chen Zui. The man was not there. He propped himself up and sat up, calling out a few times but no one answered. In the end... he only saw the note on the bedside table.

"Xiaobai, take good care of your illness. Even without your brother, you must be happy."

He was so familiar with Chen Zui that he knew it was written by him at first glance.

What does it mean? What does Chen Zui mean?

Xu Bai's heart was pounding, black mist and white light alternated in front of his eyes, and he almost fainted. Blood was oozing from his tightly clenched palms.

"Ouch!" Someone grabbed his wrist, "What's wrong with you? Let go of your hand, the blood is already returning!"

After that day, Chen Zuizhen never came again.

Xu Bai went from pretending to be relaxed to being in disbelief, and then from waiting to hatred.

He didn't hate Chen Zui for giving up on him. What he hated was that Chen Zui left quietly. He hated that Chen Zui had been with him for so many years and still didn't understand that he wouldn't blame him at all.

Xu Bai didn’t understand, and he still doesn’t understand it now.

There was a sudden wetness sliding down my cheek.

The evil ghost had no tears, but his eye sockets were actually overflowing with blood, dripping continuously.

The flickering lights made everything seem strange. Visitors who wanted to escape found that all the exits were blocked. The men in black had guns with cold wounds in their hands, pointing them at everyone.

"Why..." Li Yun murmured, she didn't know who to ask, and no one could answer her. At this time, she remembered the story told by Zhao Mingde.

The story of the ungrateful adopted son who repaid kindness with enmity.

Zhao Mingde's voice was slow, and he sounded heartbroken.

"Ms. Li, I think you should want to know why I organized that challenge."

"A few years ago, I lived there with my adopted son. At that time, I was not famous and was concentrating on my creation. You know, artists like us cherish every opportunity."

"It's a pity that the work I spent almost a year on was destroyed by my adopted son. I know he didn't do it on purpose, and I certainly don't blame him. I didn't expect that the child was so thoughtful. He wanted to strike first because he was afraid of my revenge... He wanted to kill me, Ms. Li. Can you understand that feeling? That feeling of being betrayed by the person you love the most."

"I gave him the best life I could, but he still wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to lock him up in a room temporarily. But he tried to escape but fell down the stairs instead."

"After that day, I always saw him - the doctor said that this was because I had a psychological problem. Over the years, I never forgot him, but I always saw him when I went back. I know you all have financial difficulties... I definitely didn't come to you to harm you, I just wanted to make sure, to make sure whether what I saw was fake."

"I didn't expect there really was a ghost, nor did I expect that - I am the one who let you down, I will take responsibility to the end. Miss Li, is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhao Mingde's words sounded nice, but when Li Yun thought about it now and looked at the guns pointed at everyone, he felt it was hypocritical.

"You lied to me?!" Li Yun stepped forward and asked loudly, "Why did you do this!"

"cheat?"

Perhaps knowing that they had no chance of escaping, Zhao Mingde answered her question slowly, "How did I lie to you? Miss Li, am I not avenging you?"

"you!"

"Ms. Li, shouldn't you laugh heartily at this moment?"

Li Yun turned her gaze to the evil ghost. This time she saw it clearly. The ghost looked young, even younger than herself. Its eyes were bleeding, and there was a hint of pity in its horror.

"Oh." Zhao Mingde hid in the shadow of the armed bodyguard, and the malice in his voice was not concealed. "So you feel sorry for her. I just wonder what Miss Li's innocent friend who died tragically would think if she saw this scene now?"

The words "innocent death" were deliberately emphasized. Li Yun gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Mingde, "Even if this evil ghost deserves to die, what about the rest of the people? Why did you kill Chen Zui? Why did you kill me?"

"Because you know my secret."

Zhao Mingde whispered something, and soon, a few more people were pushed out from somewhere. The black cloth bags covering their heads were taken off, revealing a few terrified faces.

Li Yun was very familiar with those people who passed the challenge.

They were all gathered here.

She raised her head, "What on earth do you want to do!"

Chen Zui watched coldly, his eyes sweeping over the evil ghost with worry.

The evil spirit was still trying to break free from his restraints, but the condensed black mist was decreasing - he was becoming weaker and weaker.

Zhao Mingde sighed.

"I originally wanted to use you as sacrifices and raise an obedient ghost to guard the house, but I didn't expect that it could regain consciousness after becoming an evil ghost. This is not my fault. Consider that money as money to buy your lives." Zhao Mingde seemed to be finally fed up. He waved his hand and sighed regretfully.