Metaphysics crazily criticizes big boss, shocking the country by marrying a vegetative person

Nan Yiran took out one of the ghost talismans, made a seal, and hit Li Kaiming with the talisman.

Li Kaiming instantly found himself standing next to a cliff, before he knew where he was.

Not far away, a man with a bloody face appeared, and his original appearance was completely unrecognizable. Two bloody holes could be seen just above his eyes, and blood kept pouring out.

The white shirt on the man was in tatters, stained with various kinds of mud, mixed with black, fresh blood, and blood was dripping from the corners of the shirt.

He dragged his feet and walked towards Li Kaiming step by step. Every step he took left a bloody footprint on the ground and made a "Jie Jie" sound.

Li Kaiming wanted to scream, but he couldn't scream a word when he opened his mouth.

He wanted to escape, but his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he couldn't even take a step forward.

When the man was only about ten meters away from Li Kaiming, he suddenly accelerated and rushed toward Li Kaiming, then jumped off the cliff with him in his arms.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!" Li Kaiming screamed at this time.

"Oh!"

When his body fell to the ground, Li Kaiming felt that his bones and organs were shattered, and severe pains of tearing, squeezing, and pulling were transmitted to all parts of his body along the nerves.

Blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, he was in so much pain that he couldn't make any sound.

next second.

He found himself standing next to the cliff again. The man appeared again, repeated the previous actions, rushed over and hugged him and they fell off the cliff together.

The fourth time, when Li Kaiming fell, he had no energy left to scream.

After falling off the cliff for the sixth time, Li Kaiming opened his eyes and found that he was back in a familiar rental house. The pain from falling off the cliff still spread throughout his body.

Nan Yiran's voice sounded: "You still haven't paid it back?"

Li Kaiming had already collapsed on the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Hearing Nan Yiran's voice, even if he was asked to pay back the money, was like the sound of nature compared to the "Jie Jie" voice of the male ghost just now.

"Pay it back, pay it back, I'll pay it back right away. The money is in the second cabinet." After speaking, Li Kaiming crawled to the cabinet and took out a packet of money wrapped in a newspaper.

After the money was defrauded, he did not dare to deposit it in the bank. In order to avoid the limelight, he never left the rental house. He only ordered takeout for meals and had not had time to spend the money.

Nan Yiran signaled He Hui to take the money.

After getting the money, the three of them were about to leave when the door was opened and three policemen stood at the door.

He Hui had already called the police under Nan Yiran's arrangement before he came.

Nan Yiran frowned when he saw one of the three policemen.

Third uncle's hall is darkened, there will be a bloody disaster today.

Gong Rong was a little stunned when he saw Nan Yira was there, why did this little girl appear here.

He didn't ask in detail, walked up to Li Kaiming and showed his ID:

"Li Kaiming, someone called the police and said that you are suspected of fraud. Please come with us."

Seeing the police, Li Kaiming did not dare to resist, lowered his head and stretched out his hands.

When taking Li Kaiming away, Gong Rong couldn't help but look at Nan Yiran and warned: "It's too messy here. You, a little girl, should be careful and don't come here again in the future."

Nan Yira felt warm in her heart, her third uncle was quite a nice person.

She replied: "Thank you, I'm giving this to you to keep you safe."

Nan Yiran handed Gong Rong a talisman folded into a triangle.

Gong Rong paused for a moment. Most of them in this industry did not believe in ghosts and gods, but he did not reject the kindness of the little girl in front of him.

Most little girls are willing to believe these things.

At the beginning, Aju often went to ask for peace charms for herself...

A talisman was not worth much, and accepting it did not violate discipline. Gong Rong took it, said thank you, and left.

Nan Yiran breathed a sigh of relief. After her third uncle took the talisman paper from her, the black seal of Yintang turned from black to light.

He Yongsheng and He Hui, as parties involved, also went to the police station to take notes.

Nan Yira took a taxi and planned to go home and draw some talismans.

After getting in the car, Nan Yiran called Fu Lu and wanted to ask about the situation at the funeral parlor.

The phone could not be connected, so Nan Yiran counted on it.

No, something happened to Fu Lu!

"Master, go to the funeral parlor." Nan Yiran hurriedly asked the driver to turn around.

After getting off the car at the funeral parlor, Nan Yiran went straight to the morgue.

Standing at the door of the morgue, Nan Yiran felt a strong yin energy coming towards her face.

If it were an ordinary person being hit by this Yin Qi, he would become seriously ill upon returning home.

How could this happen? Didn't Fu Lu come over?

You are walking in the underworld, but you still can't deal with a ghost?

Walking into the morgue, there were several corpses parked inside that had not yet been processed.

Nan Yiran suddenly turned his head and stared at one of the corpses. The corpse was covered with white cloth. If he looked closely, he found that the abdomen was moving slightly.

is alive!

He walked over quickly and lifted up the white cloth. Lying underneath it was "I am carrying the corpse in the funeral parlor."

Under the white cloth, his face was pale, his lips were purple, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak.

If you didn't look carefully, you would definitely think it was a corpse.

Nan Yilan knew with just one glance that "I was carrying the corpse in the funeral home" had become a living dead.

To put it simply, the body is still alive, but the soul is gone.

At this time, there was a sound from the corner. Nan Yiran looked over and saw Fu Lu facing the wall, his face turned sideways, and his right hand slowly combing his hair from top to bottom.

He hummed softly:

"The beautiful bride, put on the wedding dress, her smile is as bright as a flower. The beautiful bride is leaving today. Farewell, my love."

Fu Lu's deep voice, coupled with this weird song, made the already cold air in the morgue even colder.

Nan Yiran's eyes were cold: "You actually dare to walk in the underworld, aren't you afraid of going down to the underworld and being tortured by a saw for thousands of years?"

"Fu Lu" slowly turned around, straightened his non-existent long hair, and smiled charmingly: "He himself is willing to let me get on top of him."

Fu Lu was walking in the underworld, protected by a requiem bell and a cat spirit, so ordinary ghosts and ghosts could not come to him.

Of course, if he agrees to it, that's another matter.

"Xiao Ran, why are you here?"

A familiar voice came from the morgue door.

Nan Yiran knew that her uncle was coming without looking back.

Fu Lu called Gong Xian before and told him that there was work here and asked him to come over.

At that time, Gong Xian had something to do and couldn't leave. After finishing his work, he rushed over as soon as possible and met Nan Yiran.

"That kid Fu Lu is so cowardly. He just caught a wandering soul and called us both here." Gong Xian laughed at Fu Lu. When he came in, he saw "Fu Lu" looking straight at him.

That look startled Gong Xian: "Fu Lu, why are you staring at me like this? I came a little late and you wouldn't be like this."

"Fu Lu" chuckled: "Here comes another little brother."

"What, little brother, Fu Lu, are you sick?" Gong Xian hadn't realized that something was wrong with Fu Lu.

"I'm sick! I'm sick! How could I die of illness on the eve of my wedding if I'm not sick? Even the jewelry my fiancé gave me for burial was stolen after my death! I just want to see my fiancé. Am I wrong? I have Am I wrong! Am I wrong!"

"Fu Lu"'s voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a roar.

After roaring, "Fu Lu" began to cry softly again.

No matter how dull Gong Xian was, he knew something was wrong with Fu Lu. He glanced at Nan Yira: "Xiaoran, Fu Lu..."

Nan Yiran nodded slightly: "I'm possessed."

"Let me go, isn't he walking in the underworld? Why is he still possessed?"

"He agreed to it himself."

Gong Xian:......

Fu Lu's head was caught in the door?