Chapter 27: Jiang Azi—The Red Clothes Who Was Deliberately Forgotten!
When the red-clothed Yinling fell into silence.
Yan Jiu suddenly turned around.
The pupils were so dark that just a glance could make one's skull numb, reflecting the anxiety of the Yinling in red.
Her gaze slowly traced from the red-clothed Yin Ling's eyebrows to his chin, memorizing the other person's face.
The red-clothed Yin Ling backed away, horrified and aggrieved: "I, I have never harmed anyone!"
The short time we spent together these days.
Let her be convinced that Yan Jiu is very human.
It is precisely because I know that Yan Jiu is extraordinary.
Only Yin spirits in red are afraid of Yan Jiu.
I am afraid that the other party will take action if they disagree with me.
Yan Jiu put all the playing cards into her jacket pocket: "Of course I know you haven't harmed anyone, otherwise why do you think you are alive now?"
Yin Ling in red: Isn’t it because you are too lazy to do anything and want to prostitute a new employee for free?
Perhaps the red-clothed Yin Ling's gaze was too penetrating.
It was so hot that Yan Jiu noticed it.
Yan Jiu looked at the red-clothed Yin Ling lightly.
The red-clothed Yin Ling immediately remembered the fear of being dominated by the cards, and had enough understanding to swallow the truth.
She wanted to cry but had no tears.
I thought she was in so much pain during her lifetime, and died so tragically that she was trapped in the attic and became an earthbound spirit.
I thought that her soul would be gone until the end of time.
But I found someone coming to the attic again.
She originally wanted to scare away the residents as usual.
She doesn't want innocent people to be contaminated by her yin energy.
Never thought about it.
She welcomed an ancestor.
When Yin Ling in red was at a loss.
Yan Jiu walked over and put her hand on Yin Ling's shoulder: "Fuck with me, and you will definitely make money."
She didn't care about the fear of the red-clothed Yin Ling, and they looked like two good brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
The moment I was held by Yan Jiu's hand.
The Yinling in red forgot what to do.
How long has it been since you were treated as an equal?
She couldn't remember clearly.
Yan Jiu could see the kindness of Yin Ling in red, and she counted the life of Yin Ling in red with her fingers.
soon.
Yan Jiu frowned in confusion.
Why did the Yin Ling in red, who was supposed to have a smooth life and become rich and powerful, die prematurely?
Has he become an earthbound spirit?
Yan Jiu thought so and asked this question.
The red-clothed Yin Ling was confused: "I, I was supposed to have a smooth life and be rich and powerful?"
See the situation.
Yan Jiu started to do the divination.
Because of five disadvantages and three shortcomings.
She has never been fond of wealth or divination, and wants to eliminate the five disadvantages and three deficiencies from the root.
But her master told her that she was destined, and resisting her destiny would be counterproductive.
therefore.
She learned to let nature take its course.
Naturally, I am used to living my life as I please.
After seeing the injustice of Yinling in red.
She adheres to the listing philosophy of "employees are family" and does not intend to sit idly by.
But I didn't expect this to be the case.
After a few hexagram moves.
Yan Jiu saw the past of Yin Ling in red.
Jiang Azi.
A girl born in a happy family.
Her father has insisted on making money from performances for many years and has supported 132 poor children.
It's a pity that good people are not rewarded.
later.
Her father was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer.
Those parents who have been subsidized will only call to urge the donation amount, which clearly shows their supercilious behavior.
After her father died of illness.
No one who was sponsored came to express condolences.
Her mother was hit and killed by a drunk driver on her way back from her father's funeral.
Jiang Azi became an orphan.
Witnessed the death of parents.
She was heavily in debt but did not give up her life.
To pay off debts.
And to live well.
Jiang Azi took the initiative to find her father's former friend and entered the entertainment industry on his recommendation.
But it was treated as a gift by the agent.
Gave it to the CEO of another company.
period.
Jiang Azi thought about calling the police, but because there was no evidence, no one was willing to listen to her one-sided statement.
In order to prevent Jiang Azi from ever shutting up, those bad guys actually found evil ways and planned an accident.
One day.
The notorious artist committed suicide.
This was the last time Jiang Aziz’s name appeared in front of the public. From then on, there was no Jiang Aziz in the world. There was an earthbound spirit in the black and white attic with nowhere to complain...
Yan Jiu put down the hexagram gesture.
Her eyes were a little heavy.
Jiang Azi is so similar to his original self.
His luck was taken away.
reduced to the current situation.
Jiang Azi curled up on the ground: "How can a person like me be destined to be rich and noble?"
She smiled to herself.
This moment.
Jiang Azi changed from a ferocious and terrifying ghost to a heart-warming girl next door.
Yan Jiu silently picked up the tablet.
I found out the information about Jiang Azi’s death 4 years ago.
Maybe someone deliberately drowned out the truth.
Jiang Azi's "suicide" has not caused any waves.
People did not see the panic and struggle of death in Jiang Azi's remains and limbs.
on the contrary.
There is also a quiet beauty of relief and relief.
Even Jiang Azi's death was strange in every way.
But it didn't have much impact.
Until the attic in the 4th block, the taboo of "Keep strangers away" gradually spread.
This building became something that everyone stayed away from.
Yan Jiu put down the tablet.
He looked at Jiang Azi who was silent.
Past life plus this life.
Yan Jiu has seen countless miseries, but no one can maintain the kindness after being hurt.
However.
Jiang Azi did it.
Even after death, he was transformed into an earth-bound spirit that could not be reincarnated by the evil way, but Jiang Azi did not harm the innocent people who accidentally entered the attic.
Yan Jiu looked at Jiang Azi, who was squatting in a corner, and said seriously: "Jiang Azi, do you want revenge?"
Jiang Azi was stunned.
The whole soul trembled.
She has been stuck in the mire.
The soul has long been eaten by hatred.
Now, Yan Jiu's words have filled up the rest of her withered and shriveled soul.
Jiang Azi cried uncontrollably. She didn't expect that her name would be spoken again.
turn out to be.
Has she not been forgotten yet?
Jiang Azi cried and smiled.
She seemed to have eaten a bitter coffee-flavored cake. The bitterness of the coffee and the sweetness of the cake were clashing in her eyes.
once.
Resentment wrapped around Jiang Azi like thorns, and she was wrapped layer by layer in a cocoon made of thorns.
The thorns are entangled deeper and deeper.
Jiang Aziz was so entangled that he was covered in bruises.
But she was unwilling to give up her resentment.
There is only hate.
Only then can she realize that she still exists.
There is only hate.
She would not be swallowed up by the formation in the attic.
Fortunately.
Someone pushed aside the thorny thorns around her.
Smile gently at her.
Yan Jiu stretched out her hand: "I'm here to help you."
This moment.
Jiang Azi thought she saw the light.
It was a very bright light.
It is a kind of light that is first seen in the darkness.
So dazzling.
But she couldn't help but want to get closer.
She choked.
Slowly stretched out his ugly hand.
Finally, it was placed on Yan Jiu's palm.
The moment of contact.
The spiritual energy around Yan Jiu was transferred to Jiang Azi from his fingertips, transforming the terrifying Yin spirit into a human appearance again.
When Jiang Azi was at a loss.
Yan Jiu held Jiang Azi's hand.
Put them together on the broken blade at the opponent's heart.
Jiang Azi shook his head: "The cross blade was left by those people. I have tried countless times, but I can't pull it out..."
The words have not yet fallen.
The dagger that had tortured Jiang Azi for four years shook.
Time passed by little by little.
She clearly felt the broken blade slowly peeling away her heart.
The moment the dagger was completely detached.
Jiang Azi's soul was liberated.
The formation in the attic could no longer swallow her.
