Seize the body? It doesn't matter, I'm a ghost baby

Qi Ji didn't answer.

Jiang Zhuke didn't care what he was thinking, she grabbed his hand and stuffed it inside.

"Although I don't know what you do, but you run around in unclean places with my dear friends all day long, and your body has long been filled with all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits. If you don't get treatment, no matter how lucky you are, you will die. .”

Hearing this, Qi Ji was slightly stunned.

Even when Jiang Zhu held his hand, there was not much reaction.

He just stared at Jiang Zhu's face thoughtfully: "How did you know?"

His job is Level 10 secrecy.

It was impossible to find out the little girl in front of me.

Jiang Zhu curled his lips and looked like a mysterious master:

"I am an expert and can save you from fire and water."

When she was running a street stall, in order to prevent others from believing her, she went online to learn this bluffing technique.

Not even the last customer was fooled.

Unexpectedly, the man in front of me believed it.

He smiled lightly: "Well, from now on, I'll leave it to the experts."

Jiang Zhu was slightly startled.

This guy is so good!

She was touched.

Moved, she stretched out her hand towards him: "One talisman costs a thousand."

bodyguard:"……"

You see, this little girl is not here to strike up a conversation.

Here to rob!

Qi Ji didn't have much reaction: "WeChat or Alipay?"

Jiang Zhu immediately took out his mobile phone: "Anything is fine!"

After the one thousand yuan arrived, Jiang Zhu's smile became more genuine, and he took out a business card from his storage ring and handed it to him.

"Contact me again if necessary."

Then, he decisively got on the elevator.

Qi Ji glanced at the business card. Only Jiang Zhu's name and mobile phone number were printed on it.

"Jiang Zhu..."

"Master Qi, I didn't expect to meet a liar when I went out. This talisman looks unlucky."

Qi Ji shook his head and put the business card and talisman into his pocket.

"She doesn't look like a liar."

bodyguard:"?"

*

Here, Jiang Zhu took a taxi as soon as he got downstairs and went back to Qi's house.

She is the real daughter left behind by the richest man, the Qi family.

When she was 15 years old, she was taken back by the Qi family.

I thought that the Qi family would look down on a country girl like her.

So the day she came back, she held the urea bag in one hand, pointed to the sky with the other, and hummed twice.

"This time, I will get back what I deserve!"

but not.

After taking her back, the Qi family treated her very well.

The three brothers stick to her all day long.

When she pouts, dad beats them.

If he pouts again, Grandpa will beat Dad as well.

It can be said that he pampered her to the heavens.

"Miss, here we are, the total is thirty-five yuan. Just give me thirty-five yuan."

The taxi driver's voice brought Jiang Zhu back to his senses.

She paid the fare, got off the car and walked to the door of Qijia Manor.

Obviously nothing has changed, but looking from outside the door, it looks much cooler than before.

Also, since my grandfather and father disappeared mysteriously, my eldest brother was in a shipwreck, and my second brother was in a plane crash, the only person left in the huge manor was the third brother who was pushed downstairs by Li Hui and his legs were lame.

With almost all the people gone, how could it not be desolate?

Thinking back to the beginning, even if she owed merit points and was punished by heaven, she still wanted to protect the Qi family with all her strength.

Their lives were all taken away by Li Huiquan to coax Huo Jiangbei.

Just to inherit the family property.

Just to make Huo Jiangbei look at her one more time.

Just because she really fell in love with Huo Jiangbei.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuhuo was filled with inspiration.

"Miss, are you back?"

The guard lowered his head and opened the door.

Since a year ago, every time Jiang Zhu went out, he would go to Huo Jiangbei to fight for his life.

But Huo Jiangbei ignored her at all.

So every time she came back, she was angry, beating and scolding her servants.

While fighting back, he cursed: "They are just a bunch of characters in a book, and they still scream in pain?"

It just so happened that the doorman was on duty today.

He could only sigh inwardly at his misfortune.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhu didn't get angry today, nor did he pick up a stick and hit anyone.

She just looked up at the room on the third floor and asked lightly:

"Brother, are you at home?"

Doorman: "?"

Wasn't the third young master pushed downstairs by you?

Both legs are broken!

He hasn't been out since then!

This question is really unnecessary.

"The third young master is at home."

"In the studio, or in the room?"

"In the studio."

Seeing Jiang Zhu was heading towards the studio, his face turned pale instantly outside the door.

"Miss, are you...going to see the third young master?"

Could she have thought of another way to torture the third young master?

Yes, torture.

Not only did he push the third young master downstairs and break his leg, but whenever he had time, he would go crazy in front of the third young master.

Say "Why don't you die?"

"Why can you still survive after falling from a building?"

"Why did you just break your leg?"

"Yes, as long as you die, I will be happy!"

From time to time, he would use a knife to scratch the third young master's body.

I just hope that he will die soon.

Since then, the third young master's spirit has deteriorated day by day.

I have sought death many times.

If the psychiatrist hadn't provided timely help, the third young master might have died long ago.

However, he is now suffering from severe depression and will seek death at any time.

So from then on, whenever the young lady went to see the third young master, everyone would tense up.

I was afraid that news of the third young master's death would come one day.

This year, the manor has held four funerals.

If we do it again, no one can bear it.

Jiang Zhu: "Yeah."

The guard immediately became nervous and said, "Miss, the third young master has been in a bad mood recently. Can you... please not see him for the time being?"

Normally, if he dared to say this, the lady would immediately pick up the stick and hit him.

But not this time.

Jiang Zhu just sighed: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. I'm very happy that you can protect him like this."

The guard looked confused.

Not long after Jiang Zhu left, he received the news of a salary increase, and he instantly beamed.

The lady seems to have improved!

You shouldn't irritate the third young master again, or push him downstairs again, right?

But the guard was still worried and called the psychiatrist.

"Hey, Doctor Xu, please come over quickly. The lady is going to see the third young master."

"I am coming over now."

*

At that time, Jiang Zhu had already arrived at the studio.

The studio was very dark, with only a small desk lamp lit.

Qi Jin was wearing a sweater, sitting next to the canvas, not painting, just sitting in the wheelchair.

He looks like a god, but his eyes are empty.

His hands were full of red paint.

The whole person was decadent and lifeless.

That was the most cheerful and gentle Mr. Qi ever!

I still remember that when he held her hand and walked into Qi's house, he rubbed her head with gentle eyes:

"Jiang Zhu, from now on, my brother will protect you."

"No matter what time, you have to remember that my brother will always be by your side."

Whenever someone said something wrong about her, he would cover her ears and say with a smile:

"Don't listen to them, A-Zhu, she is the best little girl in the world!"

Such a gentle and sunny person.

But now, there is no lively popularity in him.

Jiang Zhu bit his lower lip and pushed open the studio door.

"Bro--"

As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of blood hit his nose.

Jiang Zhu: "!"

What Qi Jin has in his hand is not paint!

is blood!

He committed suicide!