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"Student Song, there is no grudge between us, why do you want to harm me?" Lin Jiaojiao couldn't understand how she had gotten herself into such a fatal disaster.

If it weren't for the scar on his face and the scene when they first met that left a deep impression on her, she wouldn't even remember this person existed.

Song Huainan looked away, deliberately ignoring the ghost who was close to his face, and stammered, "Miss An...what ashes? I don't understand what you are talking about."

He is now a typical example of Ye Gong who loves dragons but is afraid of them. Before he saw the ghost, he put himself in the perspective of Ning Shusheng and fantasized about a beautiful love.

But after seeing the ghost with his own eyes, he immediately became scared, and even secretly felt lucky that the method that person gave him did not work.

An Ruosu didn't want to waste any more time talking to him, so she raised her hand and cast a talisman to freeze him.

"Miss An, what did you do to me? Let me go!" Song Huainan shouted in a timid manner.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Song Huainan was blown so hard that he could not open his eyes. The spirit altar hidden by the formation appeared.

At this moment, Lin Jiaojiao hugged her head suddenly. A large amount of memories flooded into her mind, giving her a splitting headache. She finally remembered all the memories after the car accident.

It turned out that she could move freely when she first became a ghost. To be honest, it felt bad to watch herself turn into ashes.

Her parents and brother are unhappy every day, but she can no longer act like a spoiled child to make them laugh like she used to. She is already dead, so why is she dead?

She still has so many things to do.

So sad, woooo!

One day later, she was trapped in a small box. No, she had to leave. With her strong obsession, Lin Jiaojiao broke free from the restraints and luckily landed at An Ruosu's residence.

The price he paid was being trapped near the villa and losing all his memories.

The fragrance in the room became stronger and stronger. An Ruosu carefully held the top box in her arms and said, "Student Song, please explain what this is."

Seeing that the truth had been revealed, Song Huainan still wanted to struggle. The other party couldn't do anything to him without evidence. He said in a trembling voice: "How could there be this thing in my room..."

"It's no use pretending to be dumb in front of me. Tell me the truth. Who taught you the witchcraft?"

An Ruosu's eyes suddenly became sharp. Song Huainan was just an ordinary person. There was no trace of cultivation in his body. There must be someone else controlling him behind the scenes.

Then she glanced inconspicuously at Lin Jiaojiao, who was crying silently.

My cousin’s eyes were so scary that Lin Apia trembled and stopped crying.

"Student Song." Lin Jiaojiao changed into a white dress at An Ruosu's suggestion and asked softly, "You like me, right? Tell me, okay?"

"You looked like this when I first saw you, classmate Lin." Song Huainan stared at the girl in front of him, lost in some beautiful memories.

"Everyone looked down on me because of my background and the scar on my face, but you were different. One time they bullied me, it was you who called the teacher. Lin, you are like an angel that lights up my whole world."

Having said that, he involuntarily stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her face, but his hand went straight through Lin Jiaojiao's body.

Only then did he realize that his angel was dead, and it could even be said that he had killed him with his own hands.

"I'm sorry... Jiaojiao, I don't want to hurt you..." Song Huainan grabbed his hair in pain, his psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment.

"I just want you to love me. It's all because of that guy. He taught me to do this!"

Seeing that he was getting excited, An Ruosu took the opportunity to ask, "Who is that person?"

At this point, Song Huainan didn't want to pretend anymore and slowly told the whole story.

In fact, he had never met the person behind the scenes. Someone contacted him and offered to help him get his beloved. He was moved with that little bit of expectation in his heart.

A few days later, Lin Jiaojiao died in a car accident, and the urn suddenly appeared in his room one day. He only did one thing, which was to secretly plant bugs on Lin Jiaojiao.

"Ask yourself, do you really like Jiaojiao?" An Ruosu couldn't help but ask before leaving.

Song Huainan lowered his head and said nothing, a hint of sarcasm and regret flashed in his eyes. How could a rat like him not like such an innocent and kind girl?

That's why he basely hoped to pull the light down and sink into the mud with him.

……

Lin Jiaojiao's soul floated back to An Ruosu, her eyes slightly red, "Cousin, what should we do now? Should we call the police?"

If she was given another chance, Lin Jiaojiao might not choose to save people. Isn't it said that good people will be rewarded? Why didn't she do this?

As she thought of this, bright red blood came out of her body and her face became hideous.

"Clear your mind and concentrate, be free from delusion and anger." An Ruosu threw a clear mind talisman and lightly touched the other person's brow with her fingertips. If her memory could be awakened earlier, maybe she could save the girl.

It is definitely necessary to call the police. It is an indisputable fact that Song Huainan used witchcraft to harm people, but ordinary police have no way to confirm his guilt.

"Don't worry." An Ruosu analyzed calmly.

"I recorded the conversation just now. It is obvious that Song Huainan is just a pawn. What is more important now is to find out who is behind this."

But she had one more thing she didn't say, that is, if the law couldn't do anything to her, she could choose justice from heaven. She would go outside and find a "beautiful" ghost to entertain him.

Lin Jiaojiao regained consciousness and naturally believed whatever her cousin said. She was just an ordinary accessory.

but……

"Cousin Susu, can I go home to see my parents and brother?"

"Of course you can. You go back first. I still have some things to take care of." An Ruosu sent her cousin away and took out the compass magic tool she made yesterday.

Not long after, an illusory shadow sneaked into Song Huainan's residence.

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It was already ten o'clock when Lu Chu woke up. His younger brother had been working diligently in the company for three hours. It turned out that being a domineering president was not something that ordinary people could do.

The original owner was really foresighted. He started to train his younger brother since he was young. He wanted to make his younger brother suffer but not himself.

Speak of the devil, here he comes. My younger brother called me while I was having breakfast.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Lu Chu's voice was still a little hoarse and lazy from just waking up.

"Brother, where did you find the talisman you gave me last night?" The male voice on the other end sounded a little anxious.

"A Taoist priest gave it to me." Lu Chu asked casually, "What's wrong?"