It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

"You don't even ask half a word." The woman smiled melancholy, quite desolately.

From the time the woman saw him, Liang Yueyang knew that she was attracting his attention.

Putting his phone back, he put his ear to the gap in the elevator and listened for a while, then turned around, his eyes burning: "Excessive staring, deliberate waiting, and trying to get me to ask questions before, even the attack was planned."

"I didn't do the elevator accident. My plan was upstairs." The woman turned her head away, her eyes trembling, "When I saw you, I thought you would help us."

Liang Yueyang heard the commotion outside and sneered, "You are already dead."

"In exchange." The woman raised her head and looked firmly at the man in front of her. "You must be able to tell that my daughter is not a complete soul. I want her to go back. In exchange, the situation on the eighteenth floor."

"The fetal light is here, your daughter is dead." Liang Yueyang looked directly at the woman, and said the words of rejection coldly.Taiguang is responsible for life, this soul has left the body, how could it still have life.

The little girl looked very well-behaved, and when she looked up at her mother, her eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"That's right, but it's just a coincidence." The woman was stubborn, smiling slightly, with a hopeful appeal, "My daughter's car accident happened nearby, and within a day, I happened to pick up a flower that lost its vitality but still breathed. In the other side of the flower, it can take the soul into the body."

"The soul is attached to the flower of the other side and enters the body. It will be full of yin qi for life, and there will be many disasters, and if the soul is damaged, it may be a stupid child." Liang Yueyang's eyes were gloomy. If your life is only this long, then..."

"Don't be afraid of disasters, fools, because her sister is rich and can afford it." The woman spoke forcefully, but her words were trembling, "And the most important thing is that her death was indeed an accident! And I I also don't want her to end up in this building like me."

Liang Yueyang shifted his gaze to the little girl. Her face was calm, and she did not look stupid. Even if her soul was incomplete, it was almost there. So many separations, could it be an accident?

"Don't want to fall into the building?" Liang Yueyang asked softly, as if talking to himself.

The elevator began to shake violently again. Liang Yueyang took two steps back and stared at the gradually opening elevator entrance. The upper part was still dark, but the light had already penetrated into his legs.

The two iron guys were locked in the gap, and the hard-working men outside were drinking softly, and the door opened wider and wider.

"There is a ghost election upstairs, and the nearby ghosts are gathering here. A big black monk is picking out emissaries." The woman hurriedly confessed, "Kill each other, survival of the fittest, I can't let her stay here."

Two slender legs appeared in sight, Qiao Jin heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his sore cheeks.

"Squat down and jump down, be careful not to kowtow your head." The master from the other sect instructed loudly.

The woman's voice is faint: "You..."

"Follow." Liang Yueyang's voice was low, he lowered his body, refused the help from the outside, got out of the elevator in a state of embarrassment, and jumped down.

Liang Yueyang thanked the staff first, then looked around, and passed his gaze over the fat man in front of him twice with great uncertainty, with an expression of unwillingness to give up still on his face.

The fat man covered the back of his head and smiled at him embarrassedly.

"Wow, why have you gained so much weight again?" Yun Mao's voice rushed over.

The entire face of the fat man in front of him was swollen, his eyes were squeezed into a slit, his neck was also thick, his clothes were completely propped up, and stretched tightly on his body.

"It's quite natural to be fat." Liang Yueyang hooked the corners of his mouth complicatedly, and couldn't even smile.

No wonder the voice was so strange on the phone, the breath in the mouth was deformed by the squeeze of the flesh, the speed of this fat was comparable to blowing.

Qiao Jin smiled dryly with his swollen and distorted face, brushed his hair and put it in a good shape, his thin eyes stretched twice: "Then am I still handsome when I'm fat?"

Yun Mao first grabbed Liang Yueyang's arm and rubbed it around, then said eagerly in a low voice, "Are you all right? Why is the elevator so unreliable?"

"It's okay." Liang Yueyang pulled out his hand and pushed him, dumbfounded.

The two turned and twisted, so they had to move their positions.Qiao Jin was posing with his face up to the sky. Through his eyelashes, he saw a gray sneaky appearance behind Liang Yueyang. He stared at Liang Yueyang for a moment, and stepped forward with a fist that was swollen into a steamed bun. hit Huiying.

As the strong wind blew, Liang Yueyang and Yun Mao turned their heads together.That punch hit the woman right on the bridge of the nose.The woman's body was thrown backwards, almost forming a curve. Her expression was terrified and dazed, and her hands lost strength and let go of the little girl.

In the momentary scene, everyone present was a little dazed.

The woman's body was torn apart by this fist, like a broken piece of paper, the part that was hit was separated from the surrounding skin, and a wisp of smoke was formed on the attacking fist.

Jokin's palm was slightly more swollen.The woman turned into nothingness from the center of her brows to her chin, and there were countless gaps on her cheeks. There were only two eyes left on her face, which shone with a vicious light and stared straight at Qiao Jin in a terrifying way.

"Crack!!" Yun Mao covered his face in despair.

Liang Yueyang stepped forward quickly, stopped him, and looked at the swollen face with a strange expression: "So that's how you got fat..."

The little girl left her mother's hand, looked up to see her mother, her face suddenly changed, she lowered her head, and her small body trembled.

Qiao Jin slurred his speech: "What's the reason?"

It is a bit like the nature of flatulence.Liang Yueyang sighed softly, suddenly his eyes turned cold, and without a word, he punched Qiao Jin's ball-like stomach, squatted backwards, and quickly hugged the out-of-control little girl.

The little girl's body presents a sense of dislocation in a trance.Liang Yueyang understood that he was temporarily stimulated, and his soul was in turmoil. He stretched out his big palm to cover the child's eyes, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, be quiet."

"Don't do evil." Yun Mao almost cried, and pushed Qiao Jin away from the mother and daughter. This blow was more terrifying than those downstairs.

"Sorry." Liang Yueyang cast his eyes on the woman, his voice was calm, "I feel her soul, and I will do my best to send her back...don't blame him."

The last one, of course, was Jokin.

"These two gray shadows look familiar." Qiaojin rubbed his swollen neck and squinted his eyes to identify them. "Aren't these the two who got into the elevator with your brother?"

"Where is your daughter's body?" It would be easy to send her away, but she might not be able to attach her back. Liang Yueyang decided to make a quick decision. If it really is the end of her life, she cannot change it by herself.

The woman didn't care about her own appearance, and hurriedly replied: "The nearest Ximing No. [-] Hospital, please, take her back."

Seeing the woman's throat quivering, making a sound without a mouth, Yun Mao tried her best to hold back, pinching Qiao Jin's arm hard.

"Okay." Liang Yueyang promised.He cast his eyes on Qiao Jin, and turned to Yun Mao hesitantly, "What's going on?"

Just as she was asking, the woman was holding a broken Bianhua flower in her hand, her eyes full of hope.

Liang Yueyang looked at this remnant flower that was once desperately bitten by a boy, a few doubts flashed in his heart, his eyes raised: "Who told you this?"

This method of returning to the soul is not something that can be known casually.

"That...monk." The woman's eyes were sympathetic, knowing that the man in front of her was not an ordinary person, it was useless to lie, and she wanted to ask for help, so she simply told the truth, "He told me this, and I will guide him."

Yin Buddha doesn't want this child's soul, so it's an accident if he is [-]% sure.After all, a ghost with a pure mind like a child, to put it bluntly, is a good tonic and easy to catch.

Now that he knew the process, but didn't do it himself, and asked outsiders, Liang Yueyang regretfully said: "You can't get into the hospital anymore, so you can do it yourself."

After that, he picked up the girl and turned to leave.Yun Mao hurriedly pulled Qiao Jin to follow.

"Hey, what do you mean you can't get into the hospital?" Jokin tended to bite his cheeks when he spoke, but he still kept talking.