From a newborn baby who is hungry to a newcomer who is about to enter society after graduating from college, how much patience and love are needed to water the growth over the years?

She was born in an ordinary family, and her family was not rich, and she had an older brother who was two years older than her.

At home, she has always been the marginalized person. She dared not move her chopsticks when eating. She can hold her elbow from the moment she first entered the school to the graduation sleeves. Snacks and fruits are even more luxurious. She just wants to grow up as soon as possible and then escape from places that almost make her unable to breathe.

But the genes deeply embedded in her blood and bone marrow made her unable to escape.

She worked hard to save money and half-time work and a student loan. She finally graduated and found a pretty good job, but was deceived and forced by her family to get married.

She is not a vassal of anyone, and she doesn't want the efforts she has made to escape from her family to be in vain.

She refused.

This was the first time she had so firmly refused her parents' request.

Until now, she still remembers the cigarette butts that her father fell to the ground, her mother's unbelievable mouth and her brother's fist that was hitting her overwhelmingly.

His girlfriend is pregnant and needs a house, car, and he has no perseverance in high school. He has no perseverance in working for three days and fishing for two days. On weekdays, he has to rely on his family to help him. Where can he get so much money?

So she has to marry if she doesn't.

After spending a few days with her family, she was taken to the so-called teenager psychological education school.

Here, she was deprived of the last bit of dignity that belonged to humanity, and made her no longer have nostalgia for this world.

She committed suicide after she returned home.

In front of the whole family, he cut his neck with a kitchen knife, and donated blood to the ceiling, walls, ground, and those people.

She smiled at the end, thinking that she could finally be free, but she didn't expect to return to the deepest part of her nightmare in her life.

That man is the so-called director here once!

She cannot escape when she dies, and she will never return when she dies.

"Yan Qi, Yan Qi, wake up!"

Xia Yanqi opened her eyes confusedly and looked at the anxious face of Yan Jing who appeared in front of her.

Her eyebrows were tightly pressed, as if there was an invisible little clip tightly clamping there, which made her unable to help but reach out and press it.

"What's wrong with me?" She looked at her current situation and was sitting by the wall of the door of the house. The flashlight she was originally holding was casually placed in another corner. Xia Shiyuan was picking it up.

"You have been cutting your neck with a flashlight just now. Sister Shi kicked the flashlight away when she saw that the situation was not good." Yan Jing said annoyedly: "I was careless. I didn't expect that the ghost was actually a ghost and wanted to pull you to cushion your back."

Xia Yanqi struggled weakly to stand up, Yan Jing hurriedly helped her. After Xia Yanqi stood up, she saw Lu Bingqian fighting with the man just now. The two fists and feet were not different.

The boy was still lying on the table, his hands tightly clenched into fists, and he stopped talking in his mouth. He just stared at Lu Bingqian with a nice look, with a flash of hope in his eyes shining.

I didn't see that woman.

"I was injured by my talisman and hid."

Yan Jing let go of Xia Yanqi, made seals with both hands, and said, "The people who are fighting in the army are all in front."

A miserable sound came from about one meter beside Xia Yanxi, like a terrible cry after someone was hit hard by something.

Yan Jing immediately pulled Xia Yanqi behind him, and then stabbed him with a dagger to the place where the sound had just made.

"Um." Xia Yanqi held his heart with his hands and groaned.

Yan Jing succeeded with a blow, but said angrily: "She has a trace of her remnant soul on you?"

Xia Yanqi was so heartbroken that she could not breathe, so she could only barely hold the wall so that she would not fall down.

"Hahaha," the man took two steps back and left Lu Bingqian's attack, and said with a grim smile: "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, but if you have no way in hell, you will break in. This is my territory, and I just happened to be tired of playing with them, so you can stay!"

Yan Jing gritted his teeth, took out a blank piece of talisman paper, bit his middle finger and quickly drew a soul-leaving talisman on it, and whispered to Xia Yanqi: "You bear it, it's fine right away."

He pinched Xia Yanqi's chin with one hand and stuffed the Soul-Leaving Talisman tightly into her mouth with the other.

There was a bloody smell at the entrance, and Xia Yanqi wanted to vomit reflexively, but Yan Jing covered her mouth and couldn't spit it out.

She just felt as if her soul was about to leave her body, and her whole body was relaxed and comfortable.

The next second, the tearing feeling from the depths of her soul spread throughout her limbs. It was an indescribable pain, which made her roll her eyes, and sweat as big as beans spilled out from her forehead and towards her chin.

Fortunately, Yan Jing quickly opened her room and picked the talisman paper out of her mouth and shot it in the direction where the woman had just made a sound.

The woman seemed to be hiding, and the talisman paper floated and followed her continuously, and finally stopped in front of the table.

Xia Yanqi took a few quick breaths before thanking Yan Jing.

Yan Jing turned his back to her without saying anything, and his face looked particularly ugly.

I don’t know when the peace talisman on Xia Shiyuan’s body fell off.

She was closing her eyes, half of her face hiding behind the shadows and wondering what was going on.

Yan Jing hesitated and called her.

"Yeah." She opened her eyes and replied absent-mindedly, glanced at the table and turned to look at Lu Bingqian intently.

In that moment, Yan Jing thought Xia Shiyuan could see those ghosts.

He took out two pieces of talisman paper, and the word "seal" was written in cinnabar on it.

He pinched the talisman paper and drew an order in the air, then pointed to the boy, and the boy's soul couldn't help but floated in. A gray-green little ghost appeared on the talisman paper.

There was a piece of talisman paper on the woman's body. Even if she didn't show up, Yan Jing could easily seal her in the talisman paper.

This time, a black and blue female ghost appeared on the talisman paper.

Yan Jing rolled two talisman papers and stuck them behind his ears like cigarettes and looked at the man.

Seeing that the boy and the woman were both dealt with, the man took a step back and spitted a mouthful of black smoke on Lu Bingqian's face.

Lu Bingqian waved his hand and smiled, "You haven't brushed your teeth for many years, it's so stinky!"

Before the man could answer the conversation, Yan Jing's dagger had reached his waist. In a hurry, the man turned into a piece of blue smoke and wanted to leave.

Lu Bingqian's eyes narrowed, and the green light in his eyes became deeper.

He let out a very light howl like an animal. He opened his mouth and bit it through the air. The man's soul actually drifted away, and the three souls and seven spirits were scattered everywhere.

Yan Jing was startled and was about to take out the ghost seal talisman to take back the man's soul, but Lu Bingqian's hand was in a claw shape and directly tore the soul to pieces.

Yan Jing looked at this scene in amazement, but Lu Bingqian seemed to have nothing happened, looking at Xia Shiyuan with a gentle smile on his face.
Chapter completed!