At this moment, the bronze mirror exuded a gloomy atmosphere in the dim light, and the mirror surface seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, making the shadows hazy and difficult to see clearly.
Jiang Suisui approached the bronze mirror cautiously, took out an ancient jade pendant from her bag, and gently hung it above the bronze mirror.
The jade pendant trembled slightly, as if being pulled by some force.
Jiang Suisui's heart trembled, it was indeed it.
She turned to face the crowd and said solemnly, "Dad Heng, yes, it's this bronze mirror. The resentment in it is very deep."
After saying that, Jiang Suisui gently closed his eyes, clasped his hands together devoutly, and muttered something.
Her expression was focused and solemn, with her brows slightly furrowed.
Suddenly, without warning, the lights in the room began to flicker, as if controlled by a mysterious and powerful force, caught in a crazy flickering dance.
At the same time, a faint sound of women's sobbing could be heard in the darkness. The voice was sad and mournful, like a pair of extremely sharp blades, fiercely cutting through the silent air, making people feel chilled when they heard it.
"Who is it? Who is there?" Qin Yiheng's voice trembled slightly, revealing a trace of fear and uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.
Jiang Suisui performed a magic gesture quickly and skillfully, and in an instant, everyone saw a figure slowly appear above the bronze mirror.
She was a woman in her thirties. Her face was as pale as paper, with a lifeless bluish-gray hue. Her skin was tightly stretched over her cheekbones, like a layer of fragile paper that could break at any time in the breeze.
Her hair was long and messy, tangled together wetly, hanging down in wisps, like countless cold and slippery snakes winding into the bronze mirror, emitting a chilling and eerie aura.
His eyes were wide open, with bloodshot whites. His blood-red eyeballs seemed to have been soaked in hatred and resentment for a long time. They were deeply sunken in his eye sockets, emitting a strange light. He stared at Qin Yiheng intently, with a gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul, making people shudder.
Seeing this, Qin Yiheng's face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
His body began to tremble slightly, a hint of panic and confusion flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously took a few steps back, his back slamming against the desk with a dull and heart-pounding sound.
Cheng Tingxu quickly stepped forward and supported Qin Yiheng.
Jiang Suisui slowly opened his eyes, looked directly at the ghost with a determined gaze, and asked loudly, "Why are you following my father?"
The ghost opened her mouth, revealing a mouthful of black, yellow, and uneven teeth. She cried in a sharp and shrill voice, "I don't know. I woke up in this bronze mirror. Someone told me that the person holding the bronze mirror is my future husband. I just need to wait for him to marry me tonight. But I waited and waited, and every night I asked him, he ignored me. When I asked him, he ran away..."
Qin Yiheng was so angry. It turned out that it was this thing, a pitch-black ball, that was chasing him every night.
Jiang Suisui looked at the female ghost speechlessly and scolded loudly, "Are you still feeling wronged??? Do you know that you are a ghost, and humans and ghosts are on different paths? If a ghost follows you for a long time, your Yang Qi will be continuously sucked away. Not only will you become weak and have insufficient Yang Qi, but you will also suffer from bad luck and even premature death. You will kill my father by doing this?"
The ghost girl shook her head in confusion. Her twisted face still held an innocent expression, and her large red eyes revealed a clear foolishness. "But I never got married or had a relationship before I died. I just wanted to have a relationship before I reincarnate. Someone said that I could just follow him."
Jiang Suisui secretly grumbled inwardly: This is a freak! Love?? What's the point of talking about it? It will only slow down my sword-drawing speed.
And what kind of last wish is this???
Here, Jiang Yan and Cheng Tingxu looked at each other and understood that this female ghost was obviously being used by someone else to harm Qin Yiheng.
Jiang Suisui's chubby little fingers twitched slightly. After a brief, solemn pause, he addressed the ghost with a solemn expression, "You've been deceived and mired in this senseless injustice. You should have entered the cycle of reincarnation long ago, and your next life is destined to be filled with romantic interests and beloved. But if you persist in your mistakes and continue in this way, and if disaster strikes, then what awaits you is the endless torment of hell."
The female ghost looked at Jiang Suisui in horror and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"
However, in the blink of an eye, the ghost girl, as if driven by some inexplicable obsession, suddenly straightened her body, raised her hand and patted her withered chest. The expression on her face instantly became unreasonable, and she shouted loudly: "You little kid, you know nothing. I want this man to be my husband. If not, the other two will do..."
Jiang Suisui was furious when she heard this. "You're interested in my dad? I think you're just dreaming."
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