In the office, Pei Zhenghua was holding a pen with a distracted look in his eyes, with a contract in front of him.
Lin Wan was dripping blood-colored essential oil into the aromatherapy machine, and a man was gently shaking the agarwood bracelet in his hand.
"Sign this agreement and you'll be free from headaches forever..."
The man hung the agarwood bracelet above Pei Zhenghua's head and recited in a hoarse voice.
The tip of the pen in Pei Zhenghua's hand is about to fall on the signature.
"Dad!" Pei Linyuan's stern shout suddenly rang out.
Jiang Muyao threw three copper coins into the aromatherapy machine. Lin Wan, who was activating the incense, suddenly screamed.
It turned out to be an aromatherapy machine, which suddenly ignited a faint blue flame. Lin Wan was unable to dodge and the back of her hand was burned.
The man suddenly tore off the agarwood bracelet, and eighteen Buddhist beads floated in a formation:
"Let's sign the blood contract quickly..."
"Sign your big back hair!"
Jiang Muyao spun around and threw out a silver needle. The tip of the needle, wrapped in golden light, smashed the Buddhist beads into pieces.
Pei Linyuan took the opportunity to swing the fire extinguisher at the man, but the man dodged sideways.
He grabbed the man's wrist with his bare hands, but was restrained by the man.
The two men started fighting, and Pei Linyuan was hit hard by the man with a Buddha head, and he spat out blood on the contract.
The contract on the table was blowing with a whistling sound, and after being stained with Pei Linyuan's blood, dense spells appeared on it.
Jiang Muyao glanced at him.
[It turned out to be a sinister contract used to transfer the century-old fortune of the Pei family’s ancestral tomb!
If you sign this contract, your father-in-law will explode and die first! 】
"Dad!" Pei Linxuan grabbed Pei's hand holding the pen and said loudly in his ear:
"Look carefully at what this is!"
Pei's father's cloudy pupils suddenly contracted, and the pen drew a twisted line on the contract.
"untie!"
She took out the peach wood pendant and stabbed it into the contract. The paper instantly burned to ashes after the wood touched it.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man picked up the jade Buddha head and was about to chant a spell, but was stabbed in the back of the neck by Jiang Muyao with the Flying Goddess Symbol that she had just pulled off.
"You're looking for death! The one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. Break it!"
The jade Buddha head exploded, and Su Mingyue, who was far away in the private club, suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood.
She stared at Jiang Muyao on the surveillance screen, her bloody nails digging into the leather sofa, leaving five really hideous scratches.
"You're looking for death! How dare you ruin my plans!"
Lin Wan sat slumped in the corner, shivering. Her carefully styled curly hair was covered in incense ash, and she looked extremely disheveled.
Jiang Muyao ripped open the man's collar. The peacock feather pattern on his neck was bleeding:
"Soul-eating insect."
Jiang Muyao panted and leaned against the window. The man's soul in her yin-yang eyes had long since dissipated.
"Even the escape route after death has been planned..."
[This man's suicide was too straightforward. Even his soul was controlled beforehand. It seems the other party had been prepared...]
She looked at her trembling fingertips, and this body really couldn't withstand the Xuanmen magic.
Staring at the pale golden hexagram appearing on the palm of his hand, he saw the lightning scar from the failed tribulation in his previous life.
There was a dimness in her eyes.
[Purple Qi alone is not enough...]
**
Pei Haoyu stood at the door of Jiang Baiwei's apartment, and the key in his hand could not be inserted into the keyhole.
He kicked the security door hard in frustration, and the vibration of the metal echoed in the empty corridor.
"Sorry, the user you dialed is powered off..."
A mechanical female voice came from the phone. This was the 27th call he made today.
He turned and walked towards the property management. The receptionist was flipping through the registration book: "Ms. Jiang? She moved out last week."
"Impossible!" Pei Haoyu slammed his fist on the counter. "I received a message from her the day before yesterday!"
The receptionist took a step back in shock: "Really, really..."
She pulled up the surveillance footage: "Look, this is the record of her moving."
In the picture, Jiang Baiwei is wearing sunglasses and directing workers to move boxes.
There was no other way, Pei Haoyu prepared to go back to report to his sister-in-law.
He walked into the elevator, and as it went down, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. In the reflection of the mirror, a woman in a white dress was sticking to his back.
"ah!"
Pei Haoyu turned around abruptly, but he was the only one in the elevator.
He leaned against the wall, panting, his shirt soaked with cold sweat.
My phone suddenly vibrated. It was a video sent from an unfamiliar number.
The moment he clicked on it, his blood froze in the picture.
Jiang Baiwei was putting a piece of white finger bone into the incense burner, and the photo next to the incense burner was actually of him!
The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound.
Pei Haoyu rushed out of the elevator, only to find that what was supposed to be the exit of the underground garage had turned into a corridor on the 18th floor.
He rubbed his eyes. The pale moonlight shone through the window at the end of the corridor, and his terrified face was reflected in the glass.
"bite."
The elevator door opened behind him, and he turned and rushed in, frantically pressing the button for the first floor.
The elevator slowly descended, but the number remained fixed at "13" and no longer changed.
"What's going on..."
He tapped the button and the elevator suddenly shook violently, the lights flickering.
On the mirrored wall, the woman in the white dress appeared again, this time closer to him, almost next to his ear.
"Young Master Pei..."
The woman's voice seemed to come from far away, "You can't escape..."
Pei Haoyu punched the emergency call button, and felt a sharp pain in his knuckles.
The elevator suddenly fell rapidly. He grabbed the handrail tightly, and the sound of wind whistling in his ears.
"Bang!"
The elevator stopped and the door slowly opened.
Outside was not a garage, but Jiang Baiwei's apartment living room.
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