In the early morning, Gujiazhuang was shrouded in deathly dark clouds.

The barking of dogs lingering in the distance, like the howling of wolves, broke into Jiang Xinyou's ears.

She opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. Xia Qianshuang also fell asleep. Senior Yeyue and Leng Yan had gone somewhere. She and Qian Shuang were the only two people in the guest house room.

Just when Jiang Xinyou was about to call Ye Yue, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure appearing in the corner.

The white skirt is floating, the skin is as gray, and the pale flesh is like a layer of old wrinkled skin spread on the plain face of the ghost girl.

Xiaomu looked at her timidly, opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then said to Jiang Xinyou: "I... my name is Du Xiaomu, Gu Tengfei calls me Xiaomu... I, my soul is in another ashes pencil...

…”

Jiang Xinyou suddenly realized: "Du Xiaoyu is your sister?"

Du Xiaomu shook his head and nodded: "It's my cousin... not my sister... she... she's killing people. She wants to kill Han Weiwei. Can you guys rush back as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyou quickly woke up Xia Qianshuang: "Hurry! Du Xiaoyu's undead has appeared. Xiaomu said that she is going to kill Han Weiwei. We have to get there quickly!"

At the same time, Xia Qianshuang suddenly opened her eyes, was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on her clothes and said, "I should be able to save Han Weiwei with the teleportation technique!"

After saying that, Xia Qianshuang calmly looked at the small wooden stick huddled in the corner and sighed helplessly.

There is a big difference between good spirits and evil ghosts. Xiaomu has never harmed anyone, so even if she appears, Xia Qianshuang cannot feel it, but Xiaomu... is still so afraid of them as exorcists, which makes Xia Qianshuang

Both of us felt very uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianshuang stretched out her right hand and said to Xiao Mu: "Do you want to come with us?"

Xiaomu looked at the two of them and nodded slowly: "If...if I can help, I am willing..."

After saying that, she turned into a wisp of white smoke and penetrated into Xia Qianshuang's palms. Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but sigh: "Gu Wanying was forced to death by his perverted childhood sweetheart Zhu Hongfei, but Gu Tengfei's childhood sweetheart Xiaomumu stayed by his side.

With Han Weiwei and Du Xiaoyu's soul always guarding her, in comparison, the encounters between the undead and the undead are really different!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Xia Qianshuang took Jiang Xinyou to the apartment where Han Weiwei lived in Ping'an Town. Unexpectedly, when they arrived, only Han Weiwei fell to the ground with blood dripping from her neck, and Du Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen.

Han Weiwei was not dead, and the scars on her neck did not touch her vitals. It was just that her skin was burned by Du Xiaoyu's resentment and she lost a lot of blood.

At this moment, her face was pale, her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, and she was still holding the rough carved tablet of Du Xiaoyu in her arms. Her tears fell quietly, without even a sob.

Seeing this scene, Xia Qianshuang couldn't help but asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Han Weiwei didn't answer. When Jiang Xinyou helped her up, she felt that Han Weiwei's body was as soft as cartilage, as if her bones had been drained out in an instant, leaving only a skin.

In desperation, Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou had no choice but to call 120 and send Han Weiwei to the hospital.

At this moment, Han Weiwei suddenly grabbed Xia Qianshuang's wrist, slowly raised the sharp knife that fell beside her, pointed it at her throat, and said hoarsely: "Let me die! Let me die!"

(Updated 7.) In the early morning, Gujiazhuang was shrouded in deathly dark clouds.

The barking of dogs lingering in the distance, like the howling of wolves, broke into Jiang Xinyou's ears.

She opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. Xia Qianshuang also fell asleep. Senior Yeyue and Leng Yan had gone somewhere. She and Qian Shuang were the only two people in the guest house room.

Just when Jiang Xinyou was about to call Ye Yue, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure appearing in the corner.

The white skirt is floating, the skin is as gray, and the pale flesh is like a layer of old wrinkled skin spread on the plain face of the ghost girl.

Xiaomu looked at her timidly, opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then said to Jiang Xinyou: "I... my name is Du Xiaomu, Gu Tengfei calls me Xiaomu... I, my soul is in another ashes pencil...

…”

Jiang Xinyou suddenly realized: "Du Xiaoyu is your sister?"

Du Xiaomu shook his head and nodded: "It's my cousin... not my sister... she... she's killing people. She wants to kill Han Weiwei. Can you guys rush back as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyou quickly woke up Xia Qianshuang: "Hurry! Du Xiaoyu's undead has appeared. Xiaomu said that she is going to kill Han Weiwei. We have to get there quickly!"

At the same time, Xia Qianshuang suddenly opened her eyes, was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on her clothes and said, "I should be able to save Han Weiwei with the teleportation technique!"

After saying that, Xia Qianshuang calmly looked at the small wooden stick huddled in the corner and sighed helplessly.

There is a big difference between good spirits and evil ghosts. Xiaomu has never harmed anyone, so even if she appears, Xia Qianshuang cannot feel it, but Xiaomu... is still so afraid of them as exorcists, which makes Xia Qianshuang

Both of us felt very uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianshuang stretched out her right hand and said to Xiao Mu: "Do you want to come with us?"

Xiaomu looked at the two of them and nodded slowly: "If...if I can help, I am willing..."

After saying that, she turned into a wisp of white smoke and penetrated into Xia Qianshuang's palms. Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but sigh: "Gu Wanying was forced to death by his perverted childhood sweetheart Zhu Hongfei, but Gu Tengfei's childhood sweetheart Xiaomumu stayed by his side.

With Han Weiwei and Du Xiaoyu's soul always guarding her, in comparison, the encounters between the undead and the undead are really different!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Xia Qianshuang took Jiang Xinyou to the apartment where Han Weiwei lived in Ping'an Town. Unexpectedly, when they arrived, only Han Weiwei fell to the ground with blood dripping from her neck, and Du Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen.

Han Weiwei was not dead, and the scars on her neck did not touch her vitals. It was just that her skin was burned by Du Xiaoyu's resentment and she lost a lot of blood.

At this moment, her face was pale, her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, and she was still holding the rough carved tablet of Du Xiaoyu in her arms. Her tears fell quietly, without even a sob.

Seeing this scene, Xia Qianshuang couldn't help but asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Han Weiwei didn't answer. When Jiang Xinyou helped her up, she felt that Han Weiwei's body was as soft as cartilage, as if her bones had been drained out in an instant, leaving only a skin.

In desperation, Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou had no choice but to call 120 and send Han Weiwei to the hospital.

At this moment, Han Weiwei suddenly grabbed Xia Qianshuang's wrist, slowly raised the sharp knife that fell beside her, pointed it at her throat, and said hoarsely: "Let me die! Let me die!"
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