The owner of the voice spoke with resentment, saying that if it weren't for this person's sudden appearance, none of these things would have happened to her, and she would not have had her life snatched away by others.

"You said so much, what is your purpose?"

Lan Ling sneered, then lowered her head and said, this person said so much, what is her purpose, no one will say something for no reason, and no one will warn you a lot, whether there is ulterior motive or other intentions, just don't cross the bottom line.

"You will return to yourself, and I will return to myself. We have nothing to do with each other. You go your way, I go mine. How about we not interfere with each other?"

The owner of the voice spoke with a sense of grievance. She actually hated the person in front of her who occupied her life, but this person was also a pitiful person.

"I still don't know who you are. Why should I trust you and follow your arrangements? I don't know what your purpose is."

Lan Ling sneered, her eyes were a little cold, and her tone of voice was a little fierce. She couldn't adapt to this place in the first place, and this person said so many headache-inducing things, how could she possibly agree with what he said.

It’s better not to do things that you are not sure of. If you get stuck in a quagmire and can’t extricate yourself, it will not be worth it.

The darkness around spread out, darkness, darkness without a trace of light. There was no one around, and no light.

She had been in this confined space for so long that she had forgotten whether she was alive or dead.

She is just a ghost, a soul with nothing.

A disordered space, a disordered life, and I don’t know what those people are doing. I feel that breaking the original pattern will only make the situation more and more complicated.

Aren’t they afraid that things will get out of control?

"I can't help it if you don't believe me, but I've already told you all this. One day you'll figure it out. Before that, I have a piece of advice for you: don't trust the old man in your mind too much. He can read your mind and know everything you're thinking. I'll keep this matter between us secret so that he can't read it."

The voice continued to speak, and these words struck the heart of the young girl Lan Ling, immediately planting the seeds of doubt in Lan Ling.

Lan Ling began to think and doubt some of the old man's behaviors. The old man always knew what she was thinking. Every time before she said anything, the old man had already given her an answer, which solved her problems.

"There's one more thing. Doesn't that old man keep asking you to go to a place, a forbidden place, where there's a coffin? And every time you go there, you have to do what the old man tells you to do, right?"

Although she couldn't go out, she could see what the girl did every day and knew what happened between the girl and the old man.

"Don't doubt it. There's definitely something wrong. I know this because we're connected. We're one. You're using my body, and I'm an independent soul. To a certain extent, we can communicate with each other."

"My name is Ling. The name Lan Ling no longer belongs to me. It belongs to you now, from now on, and in the future."

"Yeah." Lan Ling hummed without saying anything.

Lan Ling had already begun to doubt why the old man knew what she was thinking, thinking that the old man had calculated it. Now it seems that she had underestimated the old man.