Resurrection, I'm crazy

Xia Changqing knocked on the door. This was his first time in such an upscale residential area, so in order to avoid taking the wrong road, he even called the client to ask.

It is said that he is a star. There have been cries of pain coming from his home for several days in a row, and even the Taoist priests they invited are unable to help.

Finally, a task board was posted on the official website and at Xuanling Cultivation Academy.

"Who is it?" a voice came from inside. Xia Changqing straightened his clothes and waited for the door to open.

He tried his best to overcome his inferiority complex and interact with more people.

It’s okay, things are different now. He is a brand new Xia Changqing now, and this is just a task.

"Hello" The young boy was tall and handsome. Just standing at the door, he was an independent and beautiful scenery.

"Are you a student from Xuanling Cultivation Academy?" The person who opened the door was a middle-aged lady. She had two dark circles under her eyes and looked a little tired.

Xia Changqing nodded and handed the task card given by the academy to the person in front of him.

The middle-aged woman looked left and right, and confirmed that this was a student from Xuanling Cultivation Academy, then she opened the door and welcomed the person in.

"I'm sorry, little classmate, this matter is rather ridiculous. Our artist hasn't slept well for several days, so I'm inevitably a little worried." The middle-aged woman brought him shoe covers and led him inside.

"It's okay. Can you tell me the details?" The client did not explain the situation in detail. Xia Changqing specifically asked Yu Xiannian to take a look before coming.

Without seeing the real person, Yu Xiannian could only read a few pieces of information through the transmitted text.

"When you meet my artist later, let her tell you." The middle-aged woman was obviously tormented by this matter for several days. She was relieved when Xia Changqing confirmed her identity and hoped that the college could resolve the matter.

Otherwise there will be trouble in the future.

"Sister Zhang, someone is coming. I heard some noise." A sweet voice came from the house.

Xia Changqing lowered his head and didn't look, only raised his eyes after the adults came out.

"Hello, I'm Xia Changqing. Could you please tell me the process? I need to know it." Because there were no men in the room, Xia Changqing tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.

"He's a little brother, don't be nervous..." The star obviously noticed Xia Changqing's nervousness and comforted him.

After all, this little brother looks only about sixteen or seventeen years old, still just a teenager.

"It's like this. We are in the entertainment industry, and it used to be popular to raise a little ghost to promote ourselves. I didn't have much presence and wasn't very popular before. But through a friend's introduction, I got a little ghost..." Her face was haggard, and even on such a sunny day, it looked cold and pale.

And as soon as Xia Changqing entered the door, he felt a chill.

"I want to send the little ghost away now, but I can't do it no matter what. People around me always faint for no apparent reason. A gust of cold wind blows through this house for no reason. Wherever I go, people around me are unlucky, including myself..."

As she continued to talk, Xia Changqing already understood something. Although feudal superstition was unacceptable, it did exist to some extent.

"...Do you mind if I stay here until evening?" Xia Changqing took a look because the client was a woman.

Xia Changqing needs to obtain the consent of the head family to ensure the safety of the two women.

The star and his agent were stunned for a moment. After a long while, the star nodded.

The country is trustworthy, and the students of Xuanling Cultivation Academy are still teenagers, so the country will not do anything to them.

They nodded and waited for the night to fall according to Xia Changqing's plan.

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Yu Xiannian completed her escort mission very well. She handed the task entrustment file assigned by the academy to its person in charge for stamping.

She used the remaining time to return home... She wasn't sure whether she should come back or not.

But in the end, he couldn't hold back his steps, and using the invisibility spell he had recently learned, he quietly approached his home... or his former home.

The sunset glow is stepping on the clouds, the drunken roses are blushing, and the cheap stars are dotted in the sunset, half stepping on the yellow halo and half stepping on the stars.

The high-rise buildings blocked the sunset, and the beautiful scenery was divided into countless halves, trapped in a small world forever.

The window that Yu Xiannian chose faced the living room... She could clearly see that the entire living room was filled with toys, and a chubby little baby was holding a toy and playing with it happily.

She knows everything because she can read minds.

In the end, it was still the grudges of the previous generation. But at this moment, she looked at the chubby little baby and the parents accompanying the little baby, and she finally felt depressed.

She had never been treated like this before. When she was young, she was raised by a nanny. When she grew up, these people were busy...even eating a meal seemed like a waste of time.

But now they have time to accompany this fat baby, which is not really the case.

The older generation often says that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather... This is how she has lived all these years.

Tears unconsciously fell from the corners of the girl's eyes. Apart from the nanny who brought her up, no one had ever cared about whether she was happy or not. Where did she go during those missing months?

I don’t know if it was an accident or not, but when the nanny looked towards the window, Yu Xiannian quickly retracted her head, and the sky began to darken.

"Mother Chen, what are you looking at?" The hostess of the house looked at Mother Chen in confusion.

"...No ma'am, I was wondering if the window was not closed, or we should draw the curtains."

Aunt Chen rubbed her hands together, answered nervously and went to the window.

"The weather has been hot recently, so keep it on and don't turn it off." The wife's words made Aunt Chen stop.

"That's right, that's right." Mother Chen finally stopped and stopped looking towards the window.

Yu Xiannian showed up again, her tears had already been wiped away...that's right.

The current lady always believed that it was her mother who stole her father away, so they used all means to make her mother sick and eventually died.

...Yu Xiannian was too young when she was a child. Although she could hear the voices in her heart, she didn't know what they meant.

Until recent years, Yu Xiannian heard more and more complicated voices... He even wanted to marry her, a girl who was only in the first year of high school, to her cousin in exchange for resources.

On Children's Day, Yu Xiannian heard the news... She sneaked out of the house and met Long Baiyue...

Life is so dramatic, and human nature is so sinister.

My father abandoned his lover of many years because my grandparents forced him to marry my mother...and finally, many years later, he and his lover killed my mother.

Tears dropped one by one, Yu Xiannian covered her mouth tightly, trying her best not to make any sound.

Her father and stepmother ignored her as much as possible. They never educated her and just wanted to give her food to eat and wait for her to exchange for some resources when she was old enough.

Maybe it was God's mercy that she had the ability to read minds... Every time they came back, she tried to avoid them as much as possible.

With the help of Chen Ma, I absorbed as much knowledge as possible and did not let myself fall to the point where I knew nothing.

Time passed quickly, and Yu Xiannian was still floating outside her house... She thought a lot.

In the end, he sighed softly, ran to his mother's grave in the middle of the night, and cried silently.

She is only 15 years old and currently cannot be separated from her guardian. She will only be able to avenge her mother when she grows up.

The girl wiped away her tears and bowed deeply to her mother. A breeze kissed the corners of her eyes, as if to comfort the young child.

Yu Xiannian thought that her grandparents were far away in a foreign country, and her father and stepmother did a very good job in their foreign work, so her maternal family never noticed any discomfort.

Without even investigating, the father announced to the public that the mother died of postpartum depression.

My maternal grandparents also believed so, they just returned to the country to attend the funeral.

The image of a gentleman and loving wife that his father had established was too solid, and everyone believed it... Her fist never loosened, and the girl left only after dawn.