Chapter 20
Half an hour ago.
The Monster Affairs Bureau has been very busy recently because several "gourmet" cases have occurred across the country, and they are overwhelmed.
Su Xuan waited until two o'clock in the middle of the night for Xiao Song's matter. At first, he was seriously sorting out the clues in his mind, but later he got bored and his thoughts began to wander.
He couldn't help but sigh that he cared a lot about Xiao Song. When his contract with Lin Yu expired, it would be unreasonable for him not to come to their place.
Most of the people in the affairs bureau are humans, and they yawn all the time. Fortunately, they have been working in shifts recently, with a group of people sleeping during the day and working at night, so their lifespans are not shortened.
It just so happened that Yan Yue, the man with glasses, was from this group and was an acquaintance.
When Yan Yue was registering this soul-searching case for Su Xuan, Su Xuan kept leaning behind the computer and reminding him, "Hey, please make a clear note here. Because of chemotherapy, the aging of the body may also affect the appearance of the living soul." "It's not two days ago, it's a new day now, so it's three days ago." "Comrade Yan Yue, please cheer up."
Yan Yue endured Su Xuan's "harassment" and adjusted his glasses. He glanced at him while typing and asked, "Is this your friend?"
"I guess so," Su Xuan said casually because he was bored. "He's also an artist preparing to debut, but he's not from our company."
Of course.
The Monster Bureau knows all the artists in their company and they have them all registered.
Yan Yue asked calmly, "Why are you so concerned about him even though he's not an artist from your company?"
Thinking of someone drinking tea in the office at the back right now, he asked for some unknown reason, "...Do you like him very much?"
Su Xuan said without hesitation: "Of course, I like Xiao Song!"
Yan Yue: “…………”
Su Xuan started chattering again: "So, I know you've been very busy recently, but I'd still like to ask you to send more people out to look for her. If the soul has been away from the body for too long, it won't be compatible with the original body in the future. You all know this. If Song Yalan's soul leaves her body frequently in the future, Xiao Song will be worried to death..."
He kept talking, and Yan Yue felt more and more confused the more he listened.
…
Behind the Monster Bureau, in the director's office.
The man sat on the sofa, holding a copy of an ancient book, his eyes slowly scanning the pages from right to left.
The pot-bellied director added water to his tea and said, "Actually, unless times were chaotic, organizations like ours existed throughout every dynasty. However, those organizations were relatively secretive, so few files were left behind. Later, when wars broke out, they were almost completely destroyed. These few volumes I'm giving you are all we have left in the entire province. That's all we have."
Seeing the man reading the book for a long time, the director took a look and said, wow, it’s a book from that dynasty more than 1,200 years ago.
Thinking back to the man's appearance when they first met him, the director was shocked, his mind was distracted, and his curiosity couldn't help but bubble up.
He slowly leaned over and asked tentatively, "Why, do you have any impression of what is written in this book?"
He knew that the man had lost all his memories since waking up, and had spent the past three years trying to piece together his past.
However, this is obviously not an easy task.
Even if men have strong intuition about many things, if they want to be sure, they must stimulate their memories to revive directly.
So, what about this moment?
The man's gaze remained fixed on one spot for several seconds.
The director leaned over to take a look, and following the man's gaze, he saw the three traditional Chinese characters "Night Guard" on the copy of the ancient book.
This was the name given to people like them in that dynasty.
Seeing that the man was distracted and seemed not to have heard what he said at all, the director touched his head and decided to stop the awkward chat. He walked back to the back of his desk and refreshed his work background.
When he saw a certain record, he subconsciously said, "Huh? Su Xuan is here?"
The man sitting on the sofa—Gu Shuo suddenly pulled himself out of his thoughts and raised his eyes.
He closed the book and asked, "What's wrong? What did he come for?"
Director: “…”
No, so only Su Xuan can interrupt your thoughts, right? What is your relationship with him? Is it for business or personal reasons that you moved in next door?
The director secretly complained, feeling a bit sour about Gu Shuo's double standards, but in reality, he could only honestly accept his fate and said, "Let me see, it seems that there is a missing soul case registered. Hmm? Who is this person? Is he his friend?"
Gu Shuo put down the book, stood up and walked out of the office.
The director's office is deep in the Monster Bureau. Normally, no one would walk in or out of this corridor unless there was something important going on.
Gu Shuo walked along the short corridor to the end. Outside was the office hall, which was still bustling with activity late at night.
Only senior personnel in the Monster Bureau knew Gu Shuo's identity, but almost everyone had seen Gu Shuo entering and leaving the director's office, so they were no strangers to him. Anyone passing by would nod and greet him when they suddenly saw him.
Gu Shuo also smiled and returned the greeting.
If it is a girl, she will blush at this time.
After all, Gu Shuo is so handsome that most of the handsome men in the entertainment industry pale in comparison to him.
Gu Shuo was standing at this end, and he saw Su Xuan nagging to Yan Yue at the counter in front of him on the right.
Everyone else was sitting there doing their work. Some humans who stepped into the hall for the first time would even be very restrained, looking around, as if they were afraid that a monster would suddenly appear from somewhere.
Only Su Xuan... He was almost lying on the counter, his head pressed against Yan Yue's chest, pointing at the computer screen.
Yan Yue's face was almost wrinkled, as if he was suffocating from his harassment, but he still dutifully typed. Su Xuan nodded seriously and said, "Yes, yes, that's it."
Gu Shuo leaned against the wall, raised the corners of his lips, and a gentle light appeared in his black eyes.
Then he heard Yan Yue ask, "...you're so obsessed with this 'Xiao Song', do your friends next door... well, do they know about it?"
Su Xuan looked up and looked at him blankly: "Ah? I like Xiao Song, and everyone in the company knows it."
Gu Shuo's smile suddenly froze on his lips.
At the counter, Yan Yue adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and said, "You'll cause misunderstandings if you do this."
"What misunderstanding?" Su Xuan was full of questions. Looking at Yan Yue who seemed to be hesitant to speak, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly understood. He burst into laughter, "What? You're not talking about homosexuality, are you? Comrade Yan Yue, you're even homophobic!"
“…I’m not homophobic!”
"What are you talking about? Isn't it normal for two men to be together in this era?" Su Xuan said as a matter of course.
Yan Yue: "...My focus is not this!!"
Maybe it was because he had been working night shifts for too long recently, Yan Yue felt that his self-control, which he had always been proud of, had declined a lot.
Seeing that Yan Yue was about to reach his limit, Su Xuan stopped teasing him and went back to sit on the stool, almost dying of laughter: "I know, I know."
He crossed his legs, shook his head, and whispered, "I'm not that into Xiao Song. What are you thinking?"
Yan Yue: “…”
It's not a question of what he thinks, it's a question of what some people will think.
Forget it, that person didn’t hear it anyway. Since Su Xuan said “it’s not that kind of liking”, it shouldn’t be a big problem.
Yan Yue sighed.
As he was thinking this, after sending Su Xuan away, he felt a shadow falling on his head.
He looked back and froze.
Gu Shuo stood behind him, looking thoughtful: "Open that page again and take a look."
"..." Yan Yue, "Uh, how much did you hear?"
Gu Shuo smiled gently: "Have you heard everything you should hear?"
Yan Yue: “…”
No, you definitely missed the point.
Yan Yue reminded: "Su Xuan just said that he doesn't like Xiao Song that way."
Gu Shuo: "Open that page again and take a look."
Yan Yue: “…………Okay.”
After walking out of the Monster Bureau, Su Xuan shivered suddenly and rubbed his arms, wondering where the chill came from in the hot weather of over 30 degrees Celsius.
*
On the other side, in the Song family villa.
Tang Yang returned home late at night.
The whole house was quiet and dark, as if everyone in the house had fallen asleep.
But if I say everyone...nowadays, probably only the nanny is there.
Tang Yang smiled, turned on the stair light, and walked straight to the second floor freely.
He walked up two flights of stairs, neither too long nor too short, unbuttoning his shirt and yawning. He felt extremely tired, not only from work, but also...
He laughed in an ambiguous way.
After stepping onto the last step, he turned the corner and took two steps forward with a smile on his face. He heard a sudden burst of muffled thunder outside the window at the end of the corridor, and subconsciously raised his head.
——Then he suddenly saw a silent black shadow in the corridor ahead, almost blending into the night, standing quietly against the wall.
Tang Yang screamed in fright and stumbled back a step. He quickly touched the wall and turned on the corridor light. He looked closely and his blood seemed to resume flowing again after a momentary stop. "It's you? You're back today?"
In the darkness, Xiao Song leaned against the door and said with a smile, "Well, Dad, you're up so late."
The corners of Tang Yang's mouth twitched unnaturally. He slowly exhaled and said, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night? At least make a sound. You almost scared me to death."
Xiao Song smiled and looked at Tang Yang walking over. He avoided his gaze and asked thoughtfully, "Dad, have you been to the hospital today?"
Tang Yang paused, turned his back to Xiao Song, walked over, opened the door of their bedroom, and sighed, "No, the company is busy these two days, but I will be free the day after tomorrow, so I will go over. By the way, I have also contacted foreign experts, and they should be able to arrive the day after tomorrow. Then they can help check on your mother's condition... If you are free during this period, go and spend more time with your mother."
Tang Yang stopped before entering the door, leaned over and said comfortingly: "It's late, don't think too much, your mother will be fine, go to sleep."
Xiao Song stared at him without saying anything.
His eyes began to roam around Tang Yang.
Slowly sweeping across Tang Yang's front, back, left and right.
This silent gaze seemed to be searching for something, and Tang Yang felt strange for no reason, as if there were strange things in the air around him.
He then looked around nervously, frowned, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
After looking around, Xiao Song retracted his gaze, stared at Tang Yang one last time, and said with a smile: "Nothing, good night, Dad."
After he finished speaking, he closed the door.
With a loud "bang", Tang Yang was stunned on the spot.
Something.
His eyes turned cold, with a hint of disgust.
This child really looks more like his mother.
He turned around, slammed the door, and went into the house to take a shower.
In the quiet room, only the faint sound of water came from the bathroom.
“Ziz” “Ziz”…
Little by little, a thin scratch appeared on the tightly closed bedroom door.
*
Early the next morning, Tang Yang drove to the company.
As soon as his car drove out of the villa area, a taxi followed.
In the back seat of the taxi, Xiao Song said to the driver expressionlessly, "Just follow this one."
They followed Tang Yang's car all the way to the bottom of an office building. Xiao Song asked the driver to stop on the side of the road, got out of the car, and sat down in a coffee shop opposite the office building.
The light and shadow change throughout the day.
It was not until five o'clock in the evening that a familiar car drove out of the garage under the office building, and Xiao Song took another taxi to catch up.
In the car ahead.
Tang Yang was driving while using the car's Bluetooth and answering a call.
A sweet female voice came from the phone: "How long will it take you to arrive?"
Tang Yang felt itchy just by hearing the sound and said, "It's almost there, it'll only take about ten minutes to get there. Is the room already ready?"
"Well, I'm waiting for you," the female voice continued, "What are you having for dinner?"
Tang Yang coaxed, "Eat whatever you want, whatever you like."
The female voice on the phone laughed.
The two chatted for a while, and then the woman suddenly asked, "By the way, how is your wife? Is she still in the hospital?"
When this topic was brought up, Tang Yang frowned and said, "Yeah."
"Do you really want to spend money to hire an expert? How much will it cost to hire one from abroad? It must be a lot!" The female voice seemed a little unhappy.
Tang Yang was happy.
He spoke as if he were spending her money.
But he was still a little interested in this woman, so he was happy to go along with it.
"I have to show some appreciation. After all, I'm still her husband," Tang Yang said casually. "But I guess it's useless. She fainted in a strange way this time. The top experts in China are so helpless. Those abroad probably can't do anything either. I don't know if she can ever wake up."
The woman paused and whispered, "Isn't it good not to wake up?"
The two were silent for a moment, then both laughed softly.
Laughter rang out, and the temperature in the car began to drop rapidly.
Tang Yang was completely unaware and pretended to say, "If she doesn't wake up, and doesn't die, then I won't be able to divorce her. Aren't you anxious?"
The female voice on the phone said slowly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that you still have Xiao Si?"
Tang Yang laughed: "What if I do have it?"
"You dare!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Maybe it was because he had been exposed to the cold wind for too long, but Tang Yang felt his shoulders and neck were a little stiff, and he couldn't help but twist his neck.
The traffic light was red, so he stopped the car and turned up the air conditioning. He heard a woman's voice casually say, "If she really becomes a vegetable, wouldn't it be very troublesome to keep supporting her like this? Can't we remove the tubes when the time comes?"
"I told you, she fainted strangely this time, like she fell asleep and couldn't wake up. Are you sleeping with a tube inserted?"
The green light came on, and Tang Yang continued driving: "So there's no pipe to pull out, so don't think about it."
"What do you mean by nonsense? I'm just thinking about you. It would be so annoying if you were to be dragged around by this vegetative person for the rest of your life." The woman's voice was sweet and charming.
Tang Yang could almost imagine the other person pouting.
He flirted, "You really care about me?"
Female voice: "That's right! Otherwise, who would care about you?"
Tang Yang smiled and opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly found that his body could not move at all, as if it was fixed.
He was stunned and tried to use more force, but it still didn't move. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat and his face changed drastically.
The car was driving straight ahead at a very fast speed. There were no cars ahead, but it was approaching the next traffic light.
The traffic was flowing back and forth continuously, and the red light had not yet changed, but the car he was driving did not stop for a moment. Tang Yang's pupils constricted, his mind was broken, and veins on his forehead bulged.
The next second, there was a loud bang, as if he was hit by an invisible wave. He was stunned and fell into darkness.
As the car approached the waiting line, a sharp brake sound was heard and it stopped suddenly. The man sitting in the driver's seat leaned forward due to inertia and fell heavily back onto the chair.
The car's Bluetooth was still on and the call was not interrupted.
A sweet female voice called out, "Hello? Husband? Why are you suddenly silent?"
...In the car, the man closed his eyes tightly.
"Hello? Husband? Hello? Hello?"
"Why can't I hear you? Is the signal bad?"
"husband?"
As soon as the last word fell, the man suddenly opened his eyes!
——The pupils shrank and dilated rapidly, dilated and shrank again, until they adjusted to a normal size and then stopped trembling.
He opened his eyes wide, staring straight ahead, breathing rapidly, his chest rising and falling, his face expressionless.
"Hello? Hello? Husband? Tang Yang!"
The woman screamed in a shrill voice!
In the car, the man moved his fingers and toes slightly, and then his neck and chin slightly...
It's like a puppet, whose strings are being pulled little by little to move its stiff body.
The whole process of change was silent and very rapid.
Only two or three seconds later, he turned his eyes and looked at his phone amid the woman's noisy voice.
"Forget it, I'll hang up and call again..." The female voice on the phone muttered complainingly.
He moved his lips, as if he wasn't used to speaking. He opened his mouth several times before making a sound: "...I'm here."
His voice was hoarse and rough, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
The woman almost hung up the phone, startled by the sudden voice: "Why did your voice suddenly become so hoarse?"
The man stared at his phone expressionlessly, his tone flat and steady, "Oh...just now...the air conditioner was a bit cold."
"Ah, why are you driving it so low? Hurry up and turn it up!"
"It's okay, cough cough." He cleared his throat.
After clearing his throat, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a stiff and weird smile.
"Look, it's all right now."
*
Xiao Song followed him all the way to the underground parking lot of a hotel.
Seeing a car parked not far away, the man got out and walked towards the elevator with stiff steps. He frowned, paid the driver, and followed.
Keeping a certain distance, he waited until the man entered the elevator. He walked forward and stared at the display screen on the wall next to the elevator. It showed that the elevator was rising all the way, one floor, two floors, three floors... until it reached the eleventh floor and stopped.
Xiao Song stood there for a long time, curling the corners of his lips sarcastically.
As far as he knew, there were no meeting rooms on this floor of the hotel, only guest rooms.
After a while, he picked up his phone and made a call.
Su Xuan was wandering around the city, searching for Song Yalan's soul without leaving any trace. When he received Xiao Song's call, he sighed as if he had something in mind and said, "Xiao Song."
Xiao Song's voice was hoarse: "Mr. Su, I'm not sure, but come and take a look. It's at the XX Hotel, on the eleventh floor."
Su Xuan could guess what was going on without much explanation.
I'm afraid that something happened to Xiao Song's father, who never appeared in the whole story.
Su Xuan warned: "I know, we'll be there in ten minutes, don't be impulsive."
Xiao Song said slowly: "Well, I know what's going on."
After hanging up the phone, Su Xuan notified Yan Yue and turned to run towards the hotel.
*
The hotel is on the eleventh floor, room 1123.
The doorbell rang, and soon the door was opened and a woman appeared.
She had already changed into an apricot silk halter dress, which highlighted her curvy figure.
As soon as she saw the man, she threw herself into his arms and said coquettishly: "You're here! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
She started to complain about how late he was and how scared she was when he lost his voice during the phone call. She insisted on buying her a gift to calm her down, and she kept talking.
…The man raised his arm stiffly and patted her on the back.
The woman shuddered and felt the man's palm was so cold.
She stopped talking and looked up blankly.
The man smiled down at her, "Xiao Yun?"
"Yun" is the last character in a woman's name, and men always call her "Xiao Yun".
Xiaoyun blinked: "Huh? What's wrong, husband?"
As soon as the word "husband" came out, the man pushed her into the room with force, and slammed the door shut amid her screams!
*
Su Xuan quickly rushed to the eleventh floor of the hotel. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Xiao Song sitting on the sofa with his head down and motionless.
It's really heartbreaking to see such a gentle, polite and smiling young man become like this.
Su Xuan walked over, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Xiao Song shuddered, then came to his senses. He looked up and saw Su Xuan, and said in a hoarse voice, "How do I find it?"
"If your mother's soul is on this floor, then I can find it by sensing it. Let's go." As soon as Su Xuan finished speaking, the special spiritual power watch made by the Monster Bureau on his wrist suddenly rang.
Su Xuan was stunned.
I've been wearing this watch for a while now, and this is the first time it's sounded, meaning there's a massive explosion of spiritual energy around me.
Thinking of Song Yalan, Su Xuan's expression changed. He ran forward and looked towards the corridor on the right according to the instructions on the spiritual power table.
Suddenly, the door of a room in the corridor on the right was suddenly opened, and a woman's arm stretched out with her five fingers spread out, as if trying to grab something.
A scream came from inside: "Help! Help!"
A woman with disheveled hair crawled out and was dragged back in!
It’s in that room—the spiritual power is bursting out from that room!
Su Xuan ran over immediately, and upon hearing the woman's scream, the people in the surrounding rooms quickly opened their doors and cautiously stuck their heads out.
In room 1123, Ye Xiaoyun was lying on the ground with slap marks on both sides of his face and his cheeks were swollen.
A man grabbed her hair, his expression grim. Ye Xiaoyun screamed and tried to escape, desperately crying out to those around her, "Help! Help! He's crazy! He's killing people!"
Su Xuan took a closer look at the man and knew it was Xiao Song's father, but he seemed to be in a wrong state.
The woman he's pulling by the hair is obviously a mistress, but why is he pulling her hair with such a sinister look on his face? Why would a couple come to a hotel to get a room and not have some fun?
etc--
Su Xuan sensed the spiritual power around him and then he understood.
——This guy is possessed by Song Yalan!
The people around exclaimed, and some were muttering whether to call the police. Xiao Song slowly walked over, stopped a few steps away, stared at the man and said, "Dad, is this the woman you found outside?"
When these words were spoken, Ye Xiaoyun was startled and raised his head.
The man stopped and his expression changed slightly when he saw Xiao Song.
The people around him gasped - could it be that his son brought his friends to catch his wife cheating?
No way, this plot is too bloody!
The curious people immediately took out their phones and started taking pictures.
Ye Xiaoyun was stunned by the two slaps she received after being pushed into the room. She didn't know why the man who used to be so affectionate suddenly turned into a ghost today. He asked her as soon as he entered the room, "Do you want to pull out Song Yalan's tube?"
She reflexively replied, "Didn't I already say I was afraid she would drag you down? You might as well die quickly."
The man murmured, "You and he both deserve to die," and started beating her without saying a word.
She was so frightened that she kept asking Xiao Song for help: "Help, help me, your father is crazy, he is crazy!"
Xiao Song turned his gaze and looked at her coldly, asking, "Save you? Why? Didn't he come here to sleep with you? What are you afraid of?"
The bold and rough words shocked the people around him again, and Ye Xiaoyun's face turned red and blue.
She opened her mouth, looked at the people around her, and said a little embarrassedly: "No, I, I——"
"Song Song..." the man murmured as he looked at Xiao Song.
Hearing the call, Xiao Song suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him coldly.
His mother always called him by that nickname, but his father never did.
He didn't know what was wrong with this man at this critical moment, but his eyes were full of disgust and he just wanted this man to shut up.
The man's eyes were slightly red, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, his eyes filled with guilt, embarrassment, sadness and despair.
...This kind of look never appears on this man.
Xiao Song suddenly realized something, slowly frowned, stared at the man, and suddenly, he glanced at Su Xuan.
Su Xuan nodded at him and sighed.
Xiao Song was stunned.
Su Xuan thought it would be better not to make a big deal out of this matter for the time being. Anyway, he had already called Yan Yue and the others over. He asked the two of them to go back to the house and let Song Yalan calm down first.
However, Song Yalan's spiritual power exploded at this moment, and she seemed to be furious, so she might not necessarily be obedient.
Let Xiao Song come forward and comfort his mother.
Su Xuan thought so, but he didn't expect Xiao Song to be one step faster than him.
After he received Su Xuan's message, he stood there in a daze for a while.
After his thoughts came together, his eyes dimmed.
He moved, stepped forward, and stared at the man.
The man also looked at him with red eyes.
The mother and son seemed to have a thousand words to say to each other as they looked at each other silently.
Xiao Song asked word by word: "Why don't you get a divorce?"
Su Xuan was stunned and frowned.
Can we talk about this kind of thing until we get back inside?
Besides, isn’t Song Yalan’s physical body in a coma? If she wants to leave, she has to wake up first.
But just as he moved his lips, he suddenly understood Xiao Song's intention from his eyes and began to understand.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally shut his mouth and chose to stand there and watch silently.
There were four or five people watching around, and some were silently filming the scene with their mobile phones.
Ye Xiaoyun lay on the ground, gasping and shivering.
The man let go of her hair, his eyes moist.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Xiao Song suddenly interrupted him, staring at him and repeating himself, as if reminding him: "Why, don't you want to get a divorce?"
Most of the time, his mother is an optimistic and strong person.
However, it is obvious that before she fell into a coma, she had already known the truth about her husband's infidelity.
So ever since she fell into a coma, a cloud of gloom began to hang over her brow.
But his mother was also a decisive and sober person.
When faced with a divorce, she will not keep silent or gloss over the situation.
What's more, her son has grown up and doesn't need his parents to maintain this deteriorating marriage for him.
She should know everything.
All subsequent developments should be very clear.
His mother must have brought up the matter of divorce.
So, what happened later that caused her to inexplicably fall into a coma and her soul to leave her body?
——It must be related to that man and the divorce.
As Xiao Song repeated the words, confusion, doubt, and puzzlement flashed across the man's eyes... and then he suddenly realized.
There were several cell phones around him taking pictures of him.
He knew what he was going to do.
Slowly, the embarrassment and sadness on his face disappeared one by one.
His eyes were wide open, bulging out of their sockets, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
The facial muscles bulged, and the lines and grooves made the expression look as ferocious as a devil.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, with three or four cell phones filming him, he shed a tear and roared fiercely, "Divorce? If your mother dares to divorce me and take away everything I have now, she'll never leave this house again! I'll kill her, kill you, and then kill myself!"
The people around him gasped, covered their mouths, and looked at the man who said this in shock.
What did they hear?!
Ye Xiaoyun, who was lying on the ground, froze and looked up in disbelief.
Su Xuan pursed his lips and his eyes turned cold.
There was a momentary blankness on Xiao Song's face.
The man collapsed over Ye Xiaoyun, his chest heaving violently, still laughing crazily: "No, there's no need for me to commit suicide! I can just kill her secretly, dispose of her body, and leave a suicide note for her. Everyone will know that she committed suicide because she couldn't bear the pressure of cancer treatment. As for where she committed suicide, who would know! Hahahahahaha——"
The corridor was silent.
What is a ghost in the world?
Everyone on both sides of the corridor looked at him, dumbfounded and in disbelief.
And in their astonished gaze, the man continued to laugh, laughing until tears appeared in his eyes and tear marks appeared on his face.
Gradually, some people came to their senses.
"What? How could you say such a thing?!"
"His wife has cancer?"
"No wonder it was my son who caught me cheating!"
"This is simply not a human being!"
"So disgusting, so horrible!"
"What are you laughing at? Is this kind of thing funny?"
"I filmed it all! You have to be responsible for what you said!"
"Young man, why don't you call the police?!"
"How can there be such a father!"
Amid the noisy sounds and the man's wild laughter, Xiao Song took a deep breath, then another deep breath, and forced herself to smile.
Su Xuan frowned and was about to take a step forward to speak when Xiao Song turned around and politely said to the onlookers, "Sorry, we will handle the next matter ourselves. I hope everyone will stop filming."
After saying that, he pushed the man expressionlessly, then pulled the dazed Ye Xiaoyun up from the ground and walked into the room.
Su Xuan followed silently, looked at those who put away their phones, flipped through videos, and continued to angrily criticize, and closed the door.
After the door was slammed shut, Ye Xiaoyun was thrown to the ground by Xiao Song. He knelt there with a pale face.
The man staggered two steps, retreated to the sofa by the window and sat down.
He looked up dejectedly: "Song Song..."
The next second, his expression changed, he stretched out his hand to grab his own neck, and said viciously: "How dare you say such words in front of so many people! You want to kill me, I will kill you!"
Su Xuan swung the spiritual power chain and hit the man hard in the face!
The man's face was knocked sideways and his head was buzzing.
Ye Xiaoyun screamed and crawled to the wall - the development of the situation was completely beyond her understanding. She was now weak all over, covered in cold sweat, and was completely confused and terrified.
While the man was still recovering, Su Xuan walked over and placed his hand on his head. He turned to Xiao Song and said, "It's not good for your mother to remain in the state of a living soul. But it's not convenient for your mother and father to talk in the same body, so I will pull your father's soul out first. Don't worry, I will make him appear and show it to you."
The man said in horror: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Stop it - ah -"
Before he could finish his words, Su Xuan raised his hand and "pulled" something out from the top of the man's head.
As soon as he pulled it out a little, Su Xuan sensitively discovered that something was wrong.
When he pulled back and took out Tang Yang's entire soul, Ye Xiaoyun was about to faint!
Su Xuan was also a little surprised and looked surprised.
It was a giant cockroach, its body red, almost black, and slick with oil.
It lay on the ground, looking around in horror, its tentacles dancing, and turned around in panic and moved its six legs, trying to drill into the body, but Su Xuan swung it violently, and it turned over. It instinctively spread its wings in the air and flew towards Ye Xiaoyun in a dizzy "buzz buzz buzz"!
Ye Xiaoyun's scalp exploded, and she screamed and crawled to the side - this cockroach was almost half the size of a person! So disgusting! She was crazy, she was going crazy!
She crawled to the edge with weak hands and feet, and then she started vomiting violently!
Xiao Song was silent for a long time, staring at the cockroach, tilting his head and asking, "What is this?"
Su Xuan sighed: "The soul of the evil one."
The souls of wicked people sometimes become like this.
Live like a worm, literally.
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