Qiao Ruoxi looked at the three vengeful spirits of the Ning family, shook the glass bottle in her hand, and spoke slowly.
"Ning Sheng has been reduced to ashes. If you don't want to follow in his footsteps, then behave yourself."
The three vengeful spirits of the Ning family were all shocked.
Old Lady Ning jumped up first. "My son has been reduced to ashes? How is this possible? He is the patron saint of the Ning family. How could the ancestors of the Ning family not protect him?"
Qiao Ruoxi sneered, "You've done so many immoral things that your ancestors are despised in the underworld. They can't even escape you, so why would they care if you live or die?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Old Mrs. Ning opened her bloody mouth ferociously.
Qiao Ruoxi didn't show any panic on her face. She just pointed at Ning Xiaohu and said, "Your grandson is dead. Did the Ning family ancestors bless you?"
"Also, if you come any closer, don't blame me for being rude!"
Old Mrs. Ning refused to listen and bared her teeth, saying, "You must have killed my son. I want you to be buried with him!" Then she rushed over.
Qiao Ruoxi shook her head: "Why can't you understand what I'm saying?"
A flash of lightning passed by, and Old Lady Ning's expression froze on her face. She shattered into pieces and disappeared in a wisp of smoke.
Song Yan and Ning Xiaohu, who had originally looked fierce, immediately screamed when they saw this: "What the hell!"
Qiao Ruoxi: "...You are the ghosts."
After calming down, Song Yan and Ning Xiaohu no longer dared to act arrogantly. They huddled in a corner, trembling and muttering quietly, "I didn't expect that even after becoming ghosts, I would still be bullied."
"Do you still want revenge?" Qiao Ruoxi looked threateningly.
Song Yan and Ning Xiaohu kept shaking their heads.
Qiao Ruoxi shrugged: "Okay, then go to the underworld to receive your punishment."
As he spoke, he recited the mantra for the deceased to each of them. Then they began to float up uncontrollably, shouting, "I don't want to go to hell! I don't want to go!"
Qiao Ruoxi said in a cold voice, "Do more good things in your next life, and you won't have to be afraid of going to hell."
After dealing with the three vengeful spirits of the Ning family, Qiao Ruoxi walked to another corner of the ward.
There was also a vengeful spirit squatting in that corner, the same one that had possessed Yan Bing.
"I thought you would take advantage of the chaos to escape, but I didn't expect you to be so honest."
The vengeful spirit's eyes went dark as he sighed with despair, "What if I run? What if I don't? I've seen through it all. No matter where I go, there will always be the evil capitalists, and I'll always be the one being exploited. Might as well just lie down."
Qiao Ruoxi suddenly became interested: "Why don't you tell me your story?"
The vengeful spirit rolled his eyes, as if recalling something, and suddenly covered his face and started crying.
"My name is Chen Juan. I died because of workplace bullying. My boss had ulterior motives towards me. My colleagues spread rumors about me because he treated me differently. But I just wanted to work hard and support my family!"
"The rumors started out as me having an affair with my boss, then gradually escalated into claims that I was the mistress and that my boss's wife had a miscarriage and died. This incident went viral online, and I endured six months of online bullying."
"Being scolded when I went out was the least of my worries. There were also people throwing rotten vegetable leaves at me and bullying my parents and family. In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and chose to jump off the building to commit suicide..."
"Then why don't you clarify?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.
"I clarified it, but no one believed me. They all said I was just trying to whitewash myself."
"Those people don't care whether it's true or not. They just want to vent their emotions. If they admit that it's false, wouldn't that be the same as admitting they were all wrong?"
Qiao Ruoxi frowned slightly.
"You all know what happened later. In order to take revenge on those who slandered me, I possessed that girl. Who knew that her spirit would be targeted by someone?"
Qiao Ruoxi leaned forward: "Tell me in detail."
The Wrathful Spirit shook his head: "This is another tragic story."
"I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he was probably a man, dressed in a black robe. He wanted me to make a deal with him, saying that if I collected ninety-nine souls for him, he would help me become a ghost."
"When I heard I could become a ghost, I thought it would be so cool to kill whoever I wanted. But I didn't expect it to be a trap!"
"What do you mean?" Qiao Ruoxi asked with a frown. As expected, she guessed right. There was more than one person in black robes, Xu Xiangu.
"Ninety-nine souls! It's hard for me to persuade Yan Bing to commit suicide, let alone ninety-nine. My performance was so hard on me during my lifetime, and I still want to strive for performance after my death. Am I crazy?"
"I gave up, and the man in black robe saw that I was worthless, so he took me in. That's what you see." The vengeful spirit spread his hands.
Finally, I sighed: "The life of a worker is not only bitter in heart but also bitter in fate!"
Qiao Ruoxi patted her shoulder sympathetically and said, "I hope you will be born into a good family in your next life."
The vengeful spirit clenched his fists and said, "This time I must open my eyes and see clearly, and be reborn into the richest family!"
Qiao Ruoxi shuddered inexplicably, but it wasn't necessary...
She wrote an hour to the vengeful spirit: "Reincarnate according to this. As long as you don't do bad things or seek death in your next life, you will have a worry-free life and will never lack money."
The vengeful spirit clenched his fists excitedly, almost kissing Qiao Ruoxi on the face: "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely repay you well in my next life!"
Qiao Ruoxi: ...
A mantra for rebirth also sent the girl named Chen Juan away.
Only Yan Bing's soul remained in the glass bottle. Because it was shattered, it had no independent consciousness.
Qiao Ruoxi took out all her souls and merged them together.
The moment Yan Bing's soul opened its eyes, it saw its own body lying on the hospital bed. It cried out, "I, I'm not dead yet?"
"If you don't go back, you will really die." Qiao Ruoxi said softly.
Yan Bing was startled and turned around to meet Qiao Ruoxi's eyes.
Suddenly surprised and happy: "Miss Qiao, why are you here? Can you see me?"
Qiao Ruoxi nodded: "I was the one who found you. You've been away from your soul for a week. If you don't go back now, you won't be able to return."
Yan Bing blinked curiously: "What will happen if I can't go back?"
Qiao Ruoxi: "...will become a vegetable."
Yan Bing: ...
Yan Bing shuddered with fear, quickly floated back to her body and lay down.
However, there was no response.
Yan Bing sat up and lay down again.
Still no response.
Yan Bing cried: "Miss Qiao, I can't go back."
Qiao Ruoxi calculated with her fingers, and it turned out that time had indeed dragged on for too long. However, there was still a way, but...
"I can go back, but it will be a little painful."
Yan Bing cried until her eyes turned red: "I will never commit suicide again. As long as I can live again, I will do anything!"
Qiao Ruoxi took a deep breath. This was a delicate operation.
She used her fingertips to guide the lightning through the soul body and then injected it into Yan Bing's body. The process was similar to electric shock.
Outside the ward, Alan was recording the video with his mobile phone in one hand and covering his mouth in surprise with the other.
It was so sudden that he actually saw thunder inside the house in broad daylight!
After being struck by lightning, Yan Bing actually woke up!
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