Wang Xiaojun looked at the Bodhi Seed that was broken into two pieces in confusion. He always felt that the two broken black Bodhi Seeds were like two black eyes, staring at him with a cold light.

A gentle voice floated in Wang Xiaojun's ears, seeming so distant and yet so familiar.

Wang Xiaojun was startled and shouted involuntarily: "Xiaolan, is that you?"

At this moment, he temporarily forgot his fear, and Noila Mo's infinite tenderness and the romantic years with him appeared in front of his eyes.

Mo Xiaolan's voice seemed so elusive, as if it was far away in the horizon, and he didn't know the direction at all. The voice seemed to come from all directions, but it was clearly distinguishable, as if it was vaguely in his ears.

Mo Xiaolan did not answer Wang Xiaojun, but asked repeatedly in a mechanical and monotonous manner: "Xiaojun, why did you treat me like that? You are so cruel. I love you so much, but you suddenly became so cold to me, even before I died.

, didn’t even look at me.”

As soon as he heard the word 'death', Wang Xiaojun was suddenly brought back to reality from his distant memory. He said in horror: "Mo Xiaolan, you are already dead. Please let me go and don't pester me."

Mo Xiaolan sighed resentfully and said: "Xiaojun, don't you have a word of regret? I'm so kind to you in vain. I can't bear to use the money I earned so hard, so I gave it all to you for college. In the end,

What I got was this ending.”

Mo Xiaolan's voice suddenly became shrill: "Wang Xiaojun, I died because of you, and you must pay for my life. Give me back my life!"

The last sentence, "Give me back my life~~", had a shrill and long tone, which frightened Wang Xiaojun out of his mind.

He saw a white shadow floating faintly on the stainless steel elevator car wall guard in front of him, and a bunch of long hair floating behind him. Wang Xiaojun even smelled the familiar fragrance on the long hair, and a few strands of hair

The silk drifted into his nostrils, making Wang Xiaojun's nose itchy and he sneezed several times involuntarily.

Wang Xiaojun, who had just finished sneezing, could no longer smell the familiar fragrance in his nose. An earthy smell with a strong smell of death instantly made his consciousness about to collapse.

Wang Xiaojun's eyes widened in shock as he watched the white shadow slowly rise behind him, and a pale face appeared above his head.

Once, this was a beautiful face that fascinated Wang Xiaojun, but now, it was so pale and frightening.

Slowly, a scarlet tongue spit out from that terrifying face. The tongue stretched out longer and longer, and hit Wang Xiaojun's face with a fishy smell.

Wang Xiaojun screamed in shock, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The elevator door that had been unable to open suddenly opened slowly.

Wang Xiaojun saw that the company's employees were all watching him from a distance from the elevator, trying desperately to escape from the elevator and call for help.

But Wang Xiaojun couldn't move anymore. He felt that the long scarlet tongue had wrapped around his neck, tightening and tightening, until Wang Xiaojun couldn't breathe, and naturally he couldn't make a cry for help.

The people outside the elevator were also stunned by that scene. They clearly saw the general manager of the company, Wang Xiaojun, running to the haunted elevator like crazy. Incredibly, he pressed the button on the elevator that had already stopped running and left.

Go in.

Although Wang Xiaojun experienced the terrifying scene in the elevator for so long, the employees and Li Bing outside the elevator only felt it for a moment.

When Wang Xiaojun opened the elevator door again, everyone else only felt it for a few seconds.

Everyone was shocked to see Wang Xiaojun standing in the elevator, his head stretched towards the elevator door, his face turned red and slowly turning purple, his hands were tightly holding his neck, and they didn't know what happened.

While everyone was surprised, they suddenly saw the elevator door closing slowly. At this moment, everyone onlookers suddenly realized that this was a haunted elevator.

Under normal circumstances, if there is an object blocking the elevator door, the elevator door will not close. But at this time, although Wang Xiaojun's head was in the middle of the elevator door, the elevator door was still closing slowly.

The elevator door tightly locked Wang Xiaojun's head. Wang Xiaojun's front face, slightly deformed by the squeezing force, was exposed outside the elevator door, but his whole body was still inside the elevator.

When everyone was panicking, they saw that the elevator began to move slowly downward.

Wang Xiaojun, who had been unable to scream, finally let out a scream. The scream echoed in the corridor for a long time.

Everyone watched helplessly as Wang Xiaojun's body slowly disappeared as the elevator descended. However, Wang Xiaojun's face felt as if it had been gouged during the descent of the elevator, and blood spurted out.

The last trace of Wang Xiaojun disappeared in the elevator, and then everyone heard a dull sound, and the whole building trembled.

Everyone was stunned for a while before they realized that the elevator had fallen to the bottom of the elevator shaft. At the door of the elevator, a wrinkled human face covered in blood hung limply like a wilted eggplant peel.

Next to the elevator door frame.

Everyone who witnessed this strange and horrifying scene was stunned. After a short silence, someone screamed first, and the corridor suddenly became a commotion, with screams and cries everywhere.

Li Bing sighed and said: "Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds. It's not that there is no retribution, the time has not yet come! Wang Xiaojun is obsessed with his heart, ungrateful, and cruelly persecuted three innocent lives. This is why he ended up in such a miserable state."

End!"

Just as everyone was blindly shouting and crying and hiding, Li Bing felt the vibration of the fish-shaped tiger talisman on his chest.

He silently took out the fish-shaped tiger talisman and spread it out in his palm. He saw a line of white air slowly drifting towards him. After circling for three times, he was sucked into the fish-shaped tiger talisman.

When the white air disappeared, Li Bing and the other five people clearly saw Wang Xiaojun's handsome and pale face in the white air.

The five people sighed endlessly, lamenting that the fourth evil spirit of the White Tiger had returned to his position. Just as they were about to leave the office building, Li Bing suddenly felt someone tap him lightly on his shoulder.

When Li Bing was puzzled, as soon as he turned around, he was frightened and turned pale.

Hong Yazheng stood elegantly behind everyone, looking at everyone with a smile.

Li Bing was so shocked that he had no time to react. He only heard Hong Ya whisper: "Five benefactors, don't be afraid. I am not that female ghost. I am Mo Xiaolan!"

Li Bing blurted out: "Noila Mo? How is this possible? Isn't your soul imprisoned in the Bodhi Seed?"

Mo Xiaolan said quietly: "This is all God's will. You accidentally rolled Bodhizi, who was carrying my soul, into the elevator entrance. When Wang Xiaojun, a beast like him, pressed the elevator and wanted to escape, Bodhizi didn't know what happened.

It was crushed, so my soul broke free."

"Now, the culprit, Wang Xiaojun, is dead. I remember that after I was hanged and my soul was imprisoned in that small mountain village by the City God, the City God told me that in the future, there will be noble people who will give me a new life."

"Now I finally understand that when you, Li Bing, imprisoned me in the Bodhi tree, the Buddhist teachings inside eliminated the hostility in my soul. And the rebirth that the City God mentioned was exactly for me to use Hong Ya's body to return to the sun.
Chapter completed!