Fox spirit's self-cultivation

The father stretched out his hand blackened by opium, struggling to pinch the flesh of his daughter.

However, the poor girl could no longer feel this insignificant pain.

She was covered with scars, burns from cigarette butts, whips, and under the silk and satin, there was not a single inch of intact skin.

Because it was so painful that she didn't dare to go back and continue to be concubine like an animal of the landlord's house, so the flower-like girl chewed and swallowed a piece of opium she brought out from the landlord's house in front of her father.

"Father, I can't let you harm my brother too. I will die in front of you today and pay back the flesh and blood that my parents gave me! If you still smoke opium, I will be a ghost and I won't spare you when I die. Even if my soul is scattered, I will make you pay for it!"

She chewed opium, her mouth was full of blood, and her fresh body soon showed a sense of withering like twilight.

When Jin Suan heard the sound, he left the account bookkeeper and ran out, picked up his sister, and went to pick her throat, but she didn't let her spit out those poisonous things.

The little girl had a will to die, she chewed the opium paste to pieces, and after a while, her pink face turned blue. When Jin Suan wanted to send her to the hospital, she just pushed her brother's hand away, and fell down. Feel the tears of pain.

With the opium in her stomach, her body curled up, but there was no trace of remorse on her face, only the relief that she was about to be released.

She pushed away Jin Suan's hand, grabbed the window edge, glared at her father, and waited for death to come.

"Brother, it's so hard...Brother...I want to live too...but it's too hard! Don't save me, just let me go away quietly like this! My miserable brother, why...we want to be gold What about the children at home?"

Her life was short and bleak, and she couldn't get everything she wanted, so she could only leave her brother and go to the underworld alone.

"Sister, little sister, you let go, there's nothing wrong with it, as long as you're alive, there's hope... my brother can make a lot of money, a lot of money! My brother will redeem you, and my brother will buy you a big house, jewelry and flowered clothes. Let go, little girl." Sister, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Jin Abacus went to pick his sister's hand.

But nothing happened.

The girl didn't want to live anymore. Under the effect of opium, her eyes were blurred, and she saw a beautiful dream: "Brother, I saw it, it was before... Grandpa didn't smoke opium to death, and dad didn't get infected with opium... We, Finally, as grandma and mother said, I am living a good life...Brother, brother, look!"

Before closing her eyes, the girl stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to hold something.

But soon her hand dropped and never moved again.

Jin Abacus burst into tears.

Yes, it would be great if they were still the Jin family with a big family and a big business!

The younger sister can study, the mother has money for medical treatment, and other uncles and aunts can also come back.

But the family ran out of money and was ruined. Jin Suansu didn't make enough money as his grandmother, father and mother wanted him to make until his death.

Grandmother's coffin money, mother's life-saving money, father's opium money, and sister's ransom money.

After losing consciousness, the stubborn girl finally let go of her hand. Jin Suanu quickly picked her up and ran to the medical clinics in the cold wind. One after another, they knocked on the medical clinics that were willing to open the door, begging the doctor for help.

The doctors shook their heads one by one.

"It can't be saved. If the opium enters the throat, it will go to the bone. If you save it...you will be worse than death."

"She has a will to die, and she can't be saved."

"Oh, my body is starting to stiffen."

"So what if I wake up? If you want to regain your vitality, you need ginseng to slowly bring back a little energy, and you are still a living dead. Let's order a coffin!"

Jin Abacus finally sees some hope, as long as he has money to buy ginseng!

He hurriedly put down his younger sister, and gave the doctor the jacket and everything he had on his body, begging the doctor to save his younger sister. He needed money to buy ginseng, so he hurried to the master's house on the snow, wanting to pay a sum of money.

The master shook his head, he kowtowed his head and signed the deed of selling himself, and the other party finally gave Jin Abacus a penny.

A drop of money is enough for no one to participate in the beard, as long as it can save my sister.Jin Suan rushed back to the hospital, but did not see his sister's body.

His opium-obsessed father had gone mad.

The younger sister was taken away from the coffin by the father and thrown at the door of the landlord's house. The father leaned on a cane, opened his mouth blackened by opium smoke, exposed his scorched teeth, and cursed loudly: "Ma, you have to—— Add money! My youngest daughter was tortured to death by you. If she hadn’t been used to repay the gambling debts, my little girl, when the emperor was still alive, might have been sent to the palace to become a queen! I was cheated by you with a few taels of silver. I'm gone, now my life is gone, you have to pay back the money!"

And then.

Jin Abacus doesn't know.

He's crazy.

also died.

After seeing the body of the most beloved sister being torn off by the group of people, and verifying the hideous wounds caused by the abuse, the landlord who killed the person threw a piece of silver to the father, and took the body back cursingly. Clothes, just burn the clothes.

His younger sister is a concubine, and her death is no different from a chicken or a duck that was beaten to death.

"Unlucky! Unlucky woman!"

The master said angrily that the stolen money made them unhappy, so they vented their anger on the girl who committed suicide.

After his mother died of illness, Jin Suan pulled his older sister day by day, and was thrown on the ground in such a chignon, mocked by eyes from all directions.

Even if the ancestors were rich, when there is no money, people will not be able to be human.

Let alone people who have no money.

The younger sister's body was thrown into the abandoned pigsty, and when a group of second-rate men surrounded the pigsty and looked at the younger sister's body with weird smiles, Jin Suan went crazy.

He must have been insane for many years. He set fire to the pigsty and was beaten and driven into the snowy night. Thinking, he himself froze to death and starved to death, and became a ghost, wandering in the darkest.

For many, many years, Jin Abacus wandered around the world, holding his abacus and muttering words.

money.

To make money.

have money.

Only the rich can't get rid of it.

Only rich sisters can live!

This kind of resentment gathered on Jin Suan after his death, and he became a monster before he knew it, and then became more and more crazy, becoming a demon with scarlet eyes entrenched in the place where the copper coins mixed with the smell of blood.

The first person whose wealth was harvested by Jin Suan was the landlord whose sister was his concubine.

The golden abacus is entrenched in their account books, and they move the abacus.

"One tael...ten taels...hundred taels...your money is mine now!"

Year after year, the golden abacus became a powerful monster, and his consciousness returned to clarity, but he was still twiddling the abacus while sitting on piles of gold.

However, even if guarding a golden mountain, the past years will not come back, and the tearful eyes of the deceased sister will always stop on that snowy night, and she will never call him brother again.

In the end, it was the devil who brought him out of the gold that had turned to stone.

The dead have become the past, while the monsters still wandering in the world continue to live.

Jin Abacus looked back, he watched the data on the computer, with a sense of loss and suppressed madness.

"Money, of course, the more the better, who in the world doesn't love money?"

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In a hospital in the city center, Lin Jiangcheng's face became more and more gloomy, and there were still some small wounds on his body. His limbs were tightly bound by restraint belts, and the skin all over his body was twitching abnormally, as if there were many wounds entrenched underneath. Like a bug, the assistant was holding the phone in fear.

Lin Jiangcheng yelled at the phone in a sharp voice: "How much money do you need? You can ask for a price. I just need you to help me find the person who murdered me. The exorcist, right? The person who attacked me, no matter what he is, I will pay for it." To find him!"

"It's easy to say. You were indeed plotted against by a monster, and you are still a powerful monster. Your Excellency, you can think about whether you have harmed someone. The other party has become a monster and has come to revenge on you..."

On the other end of the phone was a man's voice, calm and powerful, persuasive and persuasive.

Hearing that demon hunter's voice, Lin Jiangcheng's face twitched even more.

A face appeared before him.

A familiar face, Zhou Youyu.

The face of Shang Zhishao from the past gradually merged into one.

Lin Jiangcheng's teeth chattered: "Shang Zhishao...it's Shang Zhishao! He was reincarnated...no, he became a monster, it's him, it's him!"

"Hehe, it seems that Mr. Lin has already guessed the origin of the other party, then we will discuss with you soon. As for the cost of our exorcism... We have found some interesting news. Mr. Lin's father seems to have a strange accident. The illness, the death was miserable. Mr. Lin, are you feeling unwell now?"

The other party's voice carried a certainty.

Beads of sweat dripped from Lin Jiangcheng's face, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly, "That's right, my father got a strange disease. He went when I was still abroad. Master, help me, I didn't do anything, I was only young at the time, and I didn't mean it. You asked for a price, and I offered 50... No, 100 million, I'll give you 100 million, as long as you kill him and make him completely shattered, I can pay more!"

"It's easy to say. When we meet with Mr. Lin and detect the demonic energy in you, we will naturally help you find out the monsters and make them fly away. After all, we are orthodox exorcists. It's just that there are people in Huaguo who have different ideas from ours. Witcher, we're going through a little problem."

The voice on the other end of the phone smiled.

Lin Jiangcheng curled up on the head of the bed, his limbs twitching, he still can't control his limbs, if it weren't for the restraint belt, he would still be jumping like a zombie.

And before he was restrained by the medical staff of the mental hospital and sent here, he had been jumping and dancing for more than ten hours, and countless people came to watch him. Now Lin Jiangcheng himself is more famous than those male stars he had taken care of.

The scandal of Lin Jiangcheng has even spread abroad. Many experts believe that he is suffering from a neurological disorder. Even his mother called to care for him. He bluntly said that because of his illness, the company's shareholders have already begun to select and replace Lin Jiangcheng. The people of Jiangcheng told him to stay out of trouble.

It hadn't been more than 24 hours since the incident happened, and Lin Jiangcheng had become a well-known joke.

It was also because the spread of this matter was too wide, and it attracted the attention of some interested people. When Lin Jiangcheng was studying abroad, a classmate he knew got the news, and he also called Lin Jiangcheng to express his condolences, and also vaguely mentioned A kind of existence that ordinary people don't know.

Exorcist.

That classmate told Lin Jiangcheng all kinds of news about exorcists and monsters, and told Lin Jiangcheng that he would help Lin Jiangcheng introduce foreign exorcists to solve his problems, but Huaguo does not allow foreign forces to enter. Therefore, the entry review of exorcists is more stringent, and Lin Jiangcheng's help in China is still needed.