In Zhongzhou, Yang Ning returned to his shop.
As soon as I walked in, there was a ringing bell——
The long-lost wind chimes kept ringing.
Three dead souls stood under the wind chimes.
A young man about thirty years old had a huge bloody hole on his head.
A mother-in-law in her fifties or sixties, her head was fine, but her whole body was like a flat piece, covered with blood, mud and bone fragments, and wheel marks could still be seen on it.
A girl of about twenty years old, her whole body exploded, and she could directly see the skeleton and the flesh and blood hanging on it. It should have been caused by falling from a high place.
Each of these three people looked more miserable than the other.
Yang Ning waved her hands and said: "Mother-in-law, little sister, you two have no grievances or obsessions. It's a bit miserable, but you can't blame others. Just let it go."
The young lady looked at Yang Ning with tears in her eyes, "Master, I, I regret it. I don't want to end it on my own. I'm only twenty-one years old. Do you think I still have a chance to survive?"
Yang Ning shook his head and said: "Your family is very efficient in doing things. The body has been cremated. There is no chance. Cherish it in the next life."
The young lady lowered her head in disappointment and gradually turned into a shadow.
Yang Ning stretched out her hand, and a flame suddenly lit up and then extinguished in the air, and the young lady disappeared completely.
Next, the old woman among the three dead people clasped her hands and said to Yang Ning: "Little master, I want to give my family a dream, do you agree?"
Yang Ning nodded and said: "No problem, fifty thousand once, how do you pay?"
Mother-in-law: "..."
"Little master, how do you think I can pay?"
Yang Ning said doubtfully: "You can pay whatever you want. As long as you have money, you can tell me how to pay and I will take care of the rest. But the fifty thousand I mentioned is not a ghost coin! It is money for living people! I No ghost coins will be accepted.”
The mother-in-law was shocked, "I, I'm dead, can I still pay?"
Yang Ning smiled slightly, "Only you can't think of it, but I can't do it."
"Then, how about online banking payment?"
"good."
Yang Ning took out a small wooden figure from the white cloth bag on his shoulder on the spot. With a turn of the carving knife in his right hand, he carved the wooden figure into a human shape in a few strokes!
Wrapping up the yellow paper, Yang Ning made a "fishing" motion on the top of her mother-in-law's head, and then clicked on the wooden figure!
call!
The yellow paper burst into flames, burning the entire wooden figure black!
At this time, Yang Ning put the little wooden man aside, took out a paper QR code and handed it to the mother-in-law, pointed at the wind chime and said to her: "Okay, you go to the wind chime and stay for a while. After twelve o'clock tonight , you can go home to see your family, don’t forget to pay the fee.”
"By the way, it's best to explain it to your family so they don't trouble me."
My mother-in-law said gratefully: "I'm sure!"
After saying that, she turned into a shadow and disappeared into the wind chimes.
Finally, Yang Ning looked at the young man who had lost half of his head. Before he could speak, Yang Ning took the initiative and said: "Your obsession is very good, you can become a spirit baby."
"But my old friend passed away today, and I'm not in a good mood. Your story is too useless. I don't really want to hear it. You go and stay in the wind chime first. I'll go out to relax this weekend and then deal with your matter when I come back. Okay. ?"
"not good!"
The young man with a bloody hole in his head tilted his head and said, "I want to protect Fangfang as soon as possible! Keep her safe and happy!"
Yang Ning was silent for a moment, "You know, she killed you, right?"
The young man nodded: "So what? I love her!"
Yang Ning continued to ask: "You know, she is currently communicating with other men in the house where your parents paid you a down payment and you paid the monthly payment yourself, right?"
The young man still nodded, "So what? I love her!"
Yang Ning asked again: "You know, she is still using your name to defraud your parents of money, right? Your parents are both honest farmers. It is not easy to earn some money for retirement!"
The young man still nodded, "So what? I, love, her! What on earth are you going to say?"
Yang Ning took a deep breath and said: "Brother, since you love her so much and you die, then... pull her down to accompany you?"
In an instant, Yang Ning's words struck the young man's completely cold heart like lightning!
"Once you leave, no other man in this world will be worthy of your woman!"
"Don't you believe it? Go back tonight and take a look. That wild man is working as hard as a cow, but your girl is not satisfied at all and has a look of disgust on her face. Can you bear to see her like this?"
"When you leave, the person you love most is left alone. No one else can even meet her needs. Do you think she will suffer?"
Yang Ning slowly circled around the young man, speaking as he did so. His voice sounded gentle but his tone was cold and biting, like a ghost coming out of the underworld whispering!
"Think about it again, why would that man be in your house, spending your and your parents' money to teach the woman you love the most?"
"The key is that he's not good enough yet..."
"Imagine, your favorite, who smashed the iron drill into your head, was replaced by a trash like this? I think she must have been deceived by this man!"
"Of course, we can't hate the favorite, but we can hate the man!"
"That man, he used conspiracy and tricks to take away everything from you. He blinded the eyes of your beloved, but he couldn't take good care of your beloved!"
"Come on, tell me, do you hate it?!"
As Yang Ning spoke, the young man began to grit his teeth uncontrollably. His eyes, originally full of disappointment and sadness for love, gradually became filled with fiery fighting spirit!
The fighting spirit in ghosts is resentment.
Once this kind of thing is produced, it will continue to burn like a raging fire!
The more aggrieved you are when you die, the stronger your resentment will be!
In the past, the young man's resentment was suppressed by his obsession, but now, his resentment was aroused by Yang Ning!
Seeing the emotional changes on the dead face of the young man in front of him, Yang Ning turned his head and looked to the other side, "Zhang Wen, where is your knife?"
A man in red clothes dripping with blood appeared with a faint voice: "At the airport, I left it on Hu Zi."
Yang Ning closed her eyes and raised her head slightly. The next second, Zhang Wen in red suddenly had a blood-stained boning knife in her hand!
Even Zhang Wen in red who was holding the knife was stunned!
Yang Ning stretched out his hand to her, and Zhang Wen immediately handed over the bloody boning knife with both hands!
He looked back at the trembling young man next to him, held the bloody boning knife in front of him, and said with a cold softness in his tone: "Go..."
"This is a knife used by a fierce ghost, and it is stained with resentment."
"The stronger the resentment, the sharper the knife."
"Go ahead..."
"Bury your damn love, don't let the one you love the most stay alone in this world."
"Go ahead..."
"Only you are worthy of her. You love her so much, let her come down and stay with you."
...
A group of little ghosts watched Yang Ning whispering in the young man's ear like a poem, and they all said: "Come on, come on! Here we go again!"
"Chengcheng has started again! Do you think you can let that weakling wear red this time?!"
"Definitely! Chengcheng has never failed since he made his first red coat!"
"Come on! My intestines are playing with power all day long. I, Big Fat Sun, will not fail when I bet on Chengcheng!"
"I bet that if I have the right to use my eyes for a day, Chengcheng can do it!"
"I-I-I use my hands!"
"I'll take the heart!"
"I'm betting on my face! Chengcheng is invincible!"
"I, I, I have small pieces all over my body. I used hairpins to fix them. I also think Chengcheng will not fail!"
Well, after a bunch of brats played, no one failed to bet on Yang Ning.
There were five other people in the corner who didn't participate, Ming Ming and her four friends.
The four friends were holding hands and sitting behind Mingming in unison. Mingming was holding his notebook and staring at Yang Ning motionlessly.
Suddenly, she spread her hands and the notebook opened automatically.
A line of blood-red words appeared on it: Unhappy, someone in red clothes is going to come out and share him with me again.
Before this line of writing, the notebook was filled with densely packed lines of blood-red text——
Unhappy, he didn’t look at me today.
Unhappy, there is a female ghost around him, she is not good at it, it will only drag him down.
Not happy, those little guys are a bit annoying.
Unhappy, I suddenly realized that I liked him, not the original group of friends.
I'm happy that he looked at me today.
Unhappy, he didn't eat much today.
Happy because he is happy today too.
I'm happy, the old guy is dead. From now on, I am the only one who has true love for him in the world.
...
Binhai City, in a coffee shop.
Cao Mingliang, wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses, was waiting for Liu Xiao.
He looked at the busy streets outside in a daze.
At this time, a line came from an unknown movie playing on the TV in the coffee shop——
Life boils down to a simple choice: rush to survive or rush to die.
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