Late at night, in the Su family villa.
I don't know if Sang Luo's words had an effect. That night, Su Wanyue tossed and turned for a long time without falling asleep.
It was not until dawn that she finally felt a little bit sleepy.
The dream was on the campus playground. She seemed to have just won an important award. She was standing on the podium enjoying the honor that was beyond the reach of others and the attention of everyone in the audience.
Everyone they looked at had expressions of envy on their faces, especially Lu Zhaoyu, who was in the front row of everyone and cast an affectionate and admiring look at her.
Su Wanyue lowered her head shyly. Just as she was about to say something, she saw a figure in red walking up slowly holding a trophy.
Seeing the coveted trophy that was so close at hand, Su Wanyue was ecstatic. However, just when she was about to take the trophy, she saw the person in front of her suddenly raised her head. Two lines of blood and tears were streaming down her eyeless face, and the corners of her mouth became bigger and bigger until they were torn to the base of her ears. at.
Everything around him became a shadow, except for a pair of bright blood-like lips that slowly opened and closed and uttered a few words: "Give me back my life -"
"Ah——" A scream rang through the entire villa.
In the early morning, the entire Su family was shaken up, and there was a period of chaos.
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In the hospital, Sang Luo and a woman in red looked at each other, speechless.
The woman in red still kept the movement of curling and stretching her five fingers, and opened her mouth wide, revealing her bloody fangs, as if she was going to crush the person in front of her into pieces and swallow her in the next second.
One second, two seconds, two minutes passed, and she could not see any panic look on Sang Luo's face.
She, she, she even changed her posture to look carefully, as if she was admiring a piece of art.
The woman in red couldn't help but want to roll her eyes, but she no longer had eyes.
"You, why aren't you afraid of me?" the woman in red asked unwillingly.
Sang Luo smiled slightly, but that smile looked malicious: "Sister, give me a chance."
Woman in red: "!!"
She immediately took a big step back and distanced herself from this terrifying human being.
"Is there something wrong with you?" the woman in red yelled angrily, "Being a ghost also has dignity!"
Sang Luo blinked innocently: "You misunderstood, I just want what's yours."
Hearing this, the female ghost took a few steps back: "I...I won't sell myself."
Sang Luo: "..."
Facing the horrifying appearance of the woman in red, Sang Luo found it difficult to tell the truth. Was it because she hadn't gone down the mountain for too long and there were "common ghosts" everywhere?
At this moment, the phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated several times.
Looking at the contact above, Sang Luo raised his eyebrows.
Instead of comforting the injured Xiao Bailian, why did you come to harass her in the middle of the night?
After picking up the phone, an impatient voice came from the other side: "Sang Luo, what tricks are you playing?"
Sang Luo said speechlessly: "Brother, please understand, I have been staying well in the hospital, and I am still injured."
"That's what you brought upon yourself," Su Hongjie's tone was cold and cruel, "Also, don't call me eldest brother, my only sister is Wanyue."
Sang Luo rolled his eyes silently in his heart: "Then, I wish you a happy marriage. Lock it up and don't come out to harm others."
"You!" Su Hongjie was furious, but he still didn't forget his purpose, "What did you say in the hospital today? Why is Wanyue like this now?"
"Me?" Sang Luo became interested when he heard that something happened to Su Wanyue, "What happened to her?"
"You still said! Wanyue was mentally stimulated and made a lot of noise just now. She fainted several times. Is it your fault?"
It was the fault, but it wasn't me.
Although I really want to say this, no one believes the truth these days.
After thinking for a while, Sang Luo said tactfully: "Based on this situation, it is likely that he is possessed by evil spirits. It is better to go to the temple to worship and accumulate more good deeds."
After saying that, regardless of the angry voice on the other end of the phone, he directly picked up the phone and threw it aside.
That's right, when the original owner entered the house for the first time, full of expectations and love, Su Hongjie's first words were "Don't call me brother."
Su Wanyue was the sister he had loved and loved since childhood. Even if it was finally confirmed that she was not his biological child, how could he be willing to let her suffer a little injustice.
So that night, when Su Wanyue saw Su's father and Su's mother's hypocritical welcome banquet, she "sadly" left the party early and went back to the house, lying on the bed and crying for a long time.
This made Su Hongjie feel distressed. After comforting her, he smashed all the gifts she gave her in front of Sang Luo, and warned her sternly: Don't make Su Wanyue sad, and don't mention it on any occasion. The identities of the two people and their own identities, and don’t dream of things that don’t belong to you.
Brain is a good thing, but some people just don’t have it.
As time goes by, the fake becomes real. Those who loved and doted on Su Wanyue seemed to have forgotten that it was she who had occupied the identity for more than ten years and enjoyed the glory and wealth.
And these originally belonged to Sang Luo.
"Are you sad?" A faint voice sounded.
Sang Luo raised her head and saw an extremely horrifying grimace. Miraculously, she could even see a hint of worry in the two black holes.
She shook her head. It must have been that the original owner's unwillingness and despair had not dissipated in her body, thus affecting her.
This is not a good sign. People like her who deal with ghosts and gods all year round walk on a tightrope every day. If they are not careful, they may die.
Sang Luo's eyebrows were lowered as he tapped his legs twice with his long, white fingers. It seems that we should find a way to speed up the progress and save this remaining soul.
The woman in red on the side seemed to feel something, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
I always feel like...this Yazi in front of me doesn't seem to be easy to mess with.
"That me..."
"Tuk-tuk-" There was a sound of tapping on the glass, and then, an enlarged grimace pressed tightly against the glass.
If a normal person were here, he would have been frightened and fainted, but Sang Luo's eyes were filled with curiosity and scrutiny.
The ghost looked at it for a while, then slipped in through the crack in the window. But she only got halfway in and then stopped, biting her ear in a low voice towards the female ghost in red: "Hongmei, that girl is sleeping—fuck!"
When her eyes turned to Sang Luo, she showed a shocked expression: "It's already four o'clock in the morning, how can anyone not sleep?!"
Yes, what kind of ghost waits for four o'clock in the morning to scare people?
Sang Luo turned his eyes resentfully to the female ghost in red.
Mentioning this, the woman in red touched her nose a little guiltily: "Ahem, this is also an occupational disease for me."
Hearing this, the ghost immediately shrank half of his body, preparing to take the opportunity to slip away.
As early as when she followed Su Wanyue during the day, she discovered that this person had a power that could restrain her. This woman was probably a Taoist priest, and her skills were not low.
If she can't afford to offend him, can she still afford to hide?
Unexpectedly, before she could escape, a talisman shot out quickly and landed in front of her.
"..."
The female ghost patted her non-beating chest and took a deep breath.
Oh my god, she was just a little bit about to lose her mind.
She turned her head 180 degrees, not because she wanted to scare Sang Luo - she didn't have the courage, just because her lower body was so stiff that she couldn't move.
A fawning smile appeared on that bloody and mangled face: "Master, what are your orders?"
Sang Luo smiled, with a harmless and innocent face.
However, her words were not so pleasant: "You can't leave."
