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Chapter 039 The broken mirror, the case is not over

Hearing what I said, Mai Xiaorou was a little surprised, but soon she also said: "I almost ignored this detail. Indeed, the incident happened to you at home. Why did that Taoist priest pass by you?

of?"

Mai Xiaorou also asked Zhang Yiheng the same question.

Zhang Yiheng hung on the chandelier and was stunned for a moment. He started repeating a sentence: "How did he pass by me, how did I die..."

Over and over again, Zhang Yiheng's speaking speed became faster and faster, and his expression became more and more impatient. Mai Xiaorou said quickly: "Don't be anxious, think slowly, you will definitely think of some details!"

Zhang Yiheng suddenly let out an angry roar, but he didn't rush down to us, he just roared angrily at the lamp. I could tell that there seemed to be some pain in the anger.

Mai Xiaojudao: "The moment of death is the most reluctant moment for ghosts. We asked Zhang Yiheng to recall the scene at that time, which was indeed a bit embarrassing for him."

I kept observing Zhang Yiheng's movements through the mirror. If there was any trouble with him, I could react quickly.

At this time, I also thought in my heart that if the Taoist priest really killed Zhang Yiheng, then Zhang Yiheng's resentment towards Yang Ji's family would be reduced a lot. Although Yang Ji's family did too much, there would be room for resolution.

Especially since Zhang Yiheng tortured Yang Xiaomei into such a state, it's time to settle the grudges.

After a while, Zhang Yiheng suddenly said: "I remembered that on the day it happened, I didn't go to work because I was laughed at by my friends. I hid at home crying alone. I really wanted to die at that time, but I couldn't handle it at all.

Without courage, I kept cursing Yang Xiaomei's family in my heart. It was their family that ruined my original life. I came to this strange city to live the life I wanted to live. What was wrong with me..."

Zhang Yiheng began to complain and tell his grievances.

I was just about to interrupt it and let it talk about the business, when Mai Xiaorou grabbed my wrist and said, "Let it finish. Talking is the best way to vent. It's the same for ghosts. If someone is willing to sincerely tell me,

Listening to them talk will reduce their resentment."

I nodded and said nothing.

Zhang Yiheng said a lot, and then continued: "I cried at home for a long time. At this time, I heard someone knocking on the door. I asked who it was, and the person outside said that he could help.

Me, let my friends understand me and trust me."

"After I saw that the man was a Taoist priest, I began to feel disgusted and prepared to kick him out, but he told me that I have been so unlucky recently because I have been entangled with dirty things. As long as he gives me a method, I will be saved."

Once those dirty things are driven away, my friends will come back to me, and I can live the life I want as before."

"I was really unlucky at that time, so I believed the Taoist priest's words and asked him to do it for me. He took out a bronze mirror from his backpack, asked me to look at it, and asked if I could see anything from the mirror.

See dirty things."

"I looked in the mirror for a while and realized that the person in the mirror was laughing at me. I didn't know what was going on at the time, and I felt more and more lost. I didn't have the courage to commit suicide, so I ran straight to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.

, and then cut his own veins!"

"When my blood kept flowing out, I felt that I couldn't die in such an embarrassing way. While I was bleeding, I changed into a dress. It was a white dress. It was my favorite dress. It was white and flawless. I wanted to make a dress.

A pure and flawless girl, but God did not give me this opportunity. I can only choose to die, and die beautifully!"

"Just when I was about to pass out due to excessive blood loss, the Taoist priest walked up to me, drew a few strokes on my face with his hand, and then used the back of the bronze mirror to leave a mark on my face.

"

"I was next to the mirror, and I found out in a daze that there was an extra word 'Tang' on my face, as well as the Bagua pattern."

"Then I completely passed out. When I woke up again, I found that I had turned into a ghost. The police decided that I committed suicide, so there was nothing to deal with. My family came over to take my body.

Take it away and send it to be cremated.”

"I didn't leave the city with my body, but continued to stay here. I don't know what happened. I wandered in the city, and then slowly arrived at Yang Xiaomei's home. I remember it very clearly at that time.

, their family was talking about my suicide, and their words were full of viciousness, especially Yang Xiaomei. I regarded her as a friend, but she said that I was a transvestite and a pervert. If I die, I will die, so I can save my life in this world.

It’s disgusting.”

"When I heard what Yang Xiaomei said, I couldn't help but feel angry. I like her, and she doesn't have to accept it. I can also leave her and disappear into the world she lives in, but she doesn't have to slander me, even in

After I died, I trampled on my dignity, so I went directly to her body, and I made her lose her dignity and finally her life just like me."

"I made everyone think that Yang Xiaomei was a lunatic, and then I saw her friends posting things about her going crazy on WeChat Moments. I wanted to completely retaliate against her."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yiheng was suddenly stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, he still hung on the chandelier and made no further movements.

I continued to ask Zhang Yiheng: "Then why didn't you say just now that you committed suicide because you looked in the mirror of that Taoist priest?"

Zhang Yiheng said: "I didn't think of those things just now. You reminded me. I recalled them carefully and endured the severe pain before I thought of them."

I guess all this was done by the old Taoist priest.

I continued: "Obviously, you were bewitched by the old Taoist mirror before committing suicide. He stimulated you through magic and made you have the idea of ​​suicide. The reason why you turned into such a ghost should be

He also did it intentionally, but his purpose of doing so is not clear to me yet."

Zhang Yiheng said: "He used me, am I a ghost created by him?"

I said: "It can be understood that way."

Mai Xiaorou took my words and continued: "If I guess correctly, he turned you into a ghost, and then led you to the Yang family. The purpose is to let you increase your anger through revenge.

In other words, he is using his anger to feed you, and you are just a ghost he has raised!"

Zhang Yiheng repeated: "I'm just a foster ghost!?"

Mai Xiaorou continued: "Yes, it's the Taoist priest who is using you. You can't be used by him like this anymore. Yang Xiaomei is indeed at fault. She has been punished and she deserves it. As for her parents, because Yang

I guess I feel bad about what happened to Xiaomei. They have been punished, so I hope your revenge ends here. You still have a chance to stop now. If I send you away now, you may still be reincarnated.

Dao, but if you continue to persist in your stubbornness, there will only be one end for you, and that is that your soul will be scattered and you will never recover."

Hearing what Mai Xiaorou said, Zhang Yiheng slowly fell down from the chandelier, and he sat beside Yang Xiaomei's bed, reappearing as we first saw him.

He slowly turned his head to look at Yang Xiaomei who was hiding under the quilt, then reached out and touched the quilt and said: "Xiaomei, I hate you very much, but I also like you very much in my heart. I've been treating you like this these days, really.

I'm sorry, I was wrong. I hope you can forgive me. I'm leaving and will never bother you again."

As he spoke, the hostility in Zhang Yiheng gradually began to dissipate.

Mai Xiaorou also quickly put away her corpse aura, then quickly pinched her fingers and recited the incantation. A stream of breath came near Zhang Yiheng, and then slowly formed the shape of a lantern. Zhang Yiheng hesitated for a moment, but still

Grab the lantern.

Mai Xiaoju said: "Zhang Yiheng is a ghost from heaven, and he is very angry. Although he has taken the initiative to put down his grievances, it is still not that easy to find a way to return. I used the soul-sending technique to guide him. This

The lantern can show him the way."

I hesitated and asked, "Isn't his earthly soul already in the underworld? What if his heavenly soul is lured to the underworld?"

Mai Xiaojudao: "That won't happen. This soul-sending technique has the magical ability to identify each soul and will send each soul to its place. Otherwise, how can it be called a soul-sending technique?"

I nodded.

After holding the lantern, Zhang Yiheng stood up slowly. After ten minutes, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Mai Xiaorou sighed and said: "Okay, I'm sending you off. This matter is over for now, but we still need to find out what happened to the old Taoist priest behind it."

I also nodded.

Just when we were about to call Yang Ji in, all the mirrors in the room were broken.

"Bang clang..."

A series of sounds of falling glass were heard, and Mai Xiaorou and I quickly dodged and avoided the broken glass of several mirrors that fell from the ceiling.

In an instant, the entire room was filled with broken glass.

Mai Xiaorou was stunned for a moment and then said: "This time Zhang Yiheng has really left. These mirrors condensed his grievances, and now they are all gone. Zhang Yiheng asked Yang Xiaomei to get so many mirrors to let Yang Xiaomei recognize herself, and then

Apologize to yourself."

"Now that Zhang Yiheng has left, he has also apologized to Yang Xiaomei, but the Yang family owes him a sincere apology."

After a while, Yang Ji shouted outside the door that something happened in the house.

Mai Xiaorou asked me to open the door for Yang Ji. After opening the door, Yang Ji was stunned when he saw the situation in the room.

He asked us what was going on.

Mai Xiaorou said: "After the matter is resolved, your daughter's mental state will get better and better. Once you are sure that everything is fine, remember to settle the bill!"

After saying this, Mai Xiaorou pulled me away. Yang Ji asked us if we had really solved it, but we did not answer him.

When we got downstairs, Mai Xiaorou felt a little exhausted and fell directly into my arms.

Then she said to me in a very soft voice: "Chen Yu, let's leave quickly. There are experts watching us nearby, and the person who comes is not good!"

Could it be that the old Taoist priest who used a bronze mirror to confuse Zhang Yiheng? If the old Taoist priest wrote the character Tang on Zhang Yiheng's face, would it mean that his surname was Tang?

Then is he a member of the Tang family, and is the bronze mirror with the Eight Diagrams mark printed on it? Is that mirror the Eight-pole Mirror stolen by my father and Liu Shengfu!? (To be continued)

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