Song Jiao sat quietly in the passenger seat and happily began to investigate the whereabouts of those scumbags.
At this time, the vehicle drove to the traffic light in the city center, and a luxury car was slowly driving in the opposite lane.
The person driving the car was Qian Hao, one of the men who had participated in the murder of the original owner.
Zhou Chun didn't notice Qian Hao sitting opposite him. He had just put on his coat and was about to light a cigarette.
It's really strange. I don't know why it's so cold today.
It feels like there is an ice cube nearby.
"It seems I need to get checked to see if there is something wrong with my body."
However, just as his fingers touched the lighter, a pair of hands covered in maggots and with torn flesh suddenly appeared on the steering wheel.
"Brother Zhou Chun, long time no see, I miss you so much." This familiar yet strange voice made Zhou Chun's body stiffen instantly.
He turned his head mechanically, and what came into view was a highly decayed face. Half of the head was gone, leaving only empty eye sockets and a twisted smile.
"Ah..." Zhou Chun let out a shrill scream and his body began to tremble. "Don't come over, don't come over!" He shouted in horror, but the terrifying hands held his arms tightly.
Just then, the green light came on.
"Brother Zhou Chun, what's wrong with you? The light is green! Why aren't you driving yet?"
Qian Hao on the opposite side also noticed something unusual in Zhou Chun's car, but his car had already started and he couldn't stop in time.
"Then I'll have to drive for you! Hehe..."
Song Jiao watched all this coldly, her legs suddenly stretched out like rubber and she stepped directly on the accelerator.
The vehicle rushed out like an arrow and directly hit Qian Hao's car opposite.
The huge impact force caused both cars to be severely deformed, and Qian Hao and Zhou Chun fainted on the spot.
The airbags also deployed and both cars overturned.
There were screams all around, some were calling the police, some were calling an ambulance.
Song Jiao had already floated out of the car. She couldn't help but let out a click of her tongue, with a disdainful expression on her face.
"What a useless thing!" she muttered to herself. "When I was bullying the weak, I killed gods and Buddhas. Now that I've been found by a ghost, I'm completely useless!"
She opened the car door and floated out lightly.
At the traffic light in the city center, two crashed vehicles and two unconscious people became the focus of everyone's attention.
Within one day, Song Jiao had tortured three people, and she felt it was about time to stop.
So she turned around and went back to the original owner's home, wanting to talk to Zhou Yuanyuan.
As soon as she stepped into the house, Song Jiao saw Ruan's parents and Ruan Zeyu surrounding Zhou Yuanyuan, carefully looking at her figure, height and appearance.
Their eyes revealed deep appreciation and greed, as if they were looking at a rare treasure.
Ruan Zeyu's eyes lit up even more. He secretly thought: If I give such a beauty to Tang Chen, wouldn't the Ruan family really be able to make a fortune? Thinking of this, he winked at Ruan's mother.
Mother Ruan immediately understood. She walked over with a smile, took Zhou Yuanyuan's hand affectionately and said, "Yuanyuan! Come here, let Auntie see you. It's been a while since I last saw you."
However, Zhou Yuanyuan just stood there quietly, feeling a little confused: We just met two days ago, how come it has been so long since we last met?
At this time, Song Jiao gently walked to Zhou Yuanyuan's side and whispered in her ear: "Just agree to them, and then say it in my tone, 'I miss you so much! It's been a long time since we last met! My dear family.'"
Zhou Yuanyuan was delighted when she heard her best friend's voice.
She immediately imitated Song Jiao's tone and voice, and said affectionately: "I miss you so much! It's been a long time since we last met! My dear family."
The familiar tone and feeling made the three people from the Ruan family feel creepy.
Especially Ruan's mother, her hand holding Zhou Yuanyuan began to tremble.
Ruan Zeyu's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Yuanyuan, you know we just lost Xiaoyu. Can you speak more normally? This will remind us of Xiaoyu!"
Although he said this, he was very scared in his heart.
The atmosphere in the entire living room suddenly became strange and solemn.
Song Jiao stood aside, like a calm bystander, watching the panic and confusion of the Ruan family, and she felt secretly amused in her heart.
At this moment, she decided to further play with their fear, so she went straight into Zhou Yuanyuan's body, allowing Zhou Yuanyuan's soul to temporarily drift away.
Song Jiao folded her arms, her face showing the original owner's arrogant expression. She imitated the original owner's voice and said, "Why? How could brother forget me? Have you forgotten that we played in the mud together when we were little, and then you accidentally ate it!"
Then he didn't forget to kick away the things at his feet.
When Ruan Zeyu heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat.
The Zhou Yuanyuan in front of him had clearly turned into his deceased sister Xiaoyu.
He called out tentatively, "Xiaoyu? Are you back?"
Song Jiao nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, her voice a little aggrieved: "Well, I missed you guys so much, so I came back to see you! But brother, why don't you and mom and dad seem to welcome me? Did Xiaoyu do something wrong?"
Her face suddenly darkened, as if she had suffered a great injustice. "Brother, you are so mean! I don't want to bother with you anymore."
After saying that, Song Jiao left Zhou Yuanyuan's body.
Zhou Yuanyuan's body lost support and fell directly to the ground, while her soul was still floating in the air, watching all this happen.
"Xiaoyu, is that all?" Zhou Yuanyuan's soul asked uncertainly.
She looked at the guilty and frightened expressions of the Ruan family and felt that they were not acting.
That means Xiaoyu’s death is related to them!
Song Jiao nodded, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction, "Now it's up to you to perform. You're possessed by a ghost and you don't know what you're doing!"
Zhou Yuanyuan wanted to say something, but Song Jiao threw it back into her body.
She felt her soul reunited with her body, and the feeling of being possessed by a ghost disappeared.
She lay on the ground, pretending to have just woken up, looking at the Ruan family members around her in confusion.
"Why am I here? Auntie, uncle, why am I here?"
The Ruan family was terrified by this scene. They gathered together and looked at Zhou Yuanyuan lying on the ground in horror.
Ruan Zeyu's face turned even paler. He took a deep breath, a deep breath!
"Yuanyuan, don't you remember what just happened?"
Zhou Yuanyuan pretended to be confused. "What just happened? I only remember being at home, and then I have no recollection of anything else."
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