poor house

He screamed and ran forward, and then everyone shouted and turned into a mess.

Standing at the door, Wu Xie watched all this helplessly but was helpless. When anxiously trying to help an employee who fell beside him, he inadvertently touched something on the ground.Cold, somewhat slippery, silky, rustling and tangled things that seem to be alive.Courageously, he flattened his palm and touched it lightly. The biting coldness and the instant resentment that reached Wu Xie's heart almost made him cry out.

Trembling, he took out his mobile phone, and Wu Xie turned on the screen to illuminate the supposedly white tiled floor, but only saw the hair covering the entire floor, walls, and even the ceiling.

Ignoring the 'cleaning' sign at the door of the bathroom, Zhang Qiling kicked open the door panel of the women's bathroom that was constantly seeping black mist after making sure that there was no one around.

There is only a lonely cleaning cart in the empty toilet, and the mop is leaning against the partition, as if its owner has just left.Turning his head to look at the gray wig on the sink, Zhang Qiling frowned fiercely with an unkind expression.

The black mist emanates from this wig, but it's not the source, it's just to confuse the audience.However, since she is willing to give up this wig, does it mean that she has made the final plan.

Gee.

Clutching the wig in his hand and rushing out of the women's bathroom, Zhang Qiling coldly stared back at the screams of the passing girls. The moment he turned around the corridor, he felt the resentment and hostility coming from the studio at the end.Sure enough, the main body has slipped back.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but Zhang Qiling can see it clearly.The entire corridor has been tightly wrapped by dense hair, the black hair wriggling like a churning snake, and the black mist emitted seems to be warning Zhang Qiling not to meddle in his own business.

Act as if no one wants to meddle in your business.Frowning, Zhang Qiling grasped it casually from the void, and the sharp-bladed black gold ancient knife seemed to have sensed the mood of its master, and cut off the hair that had reached Zhang Qiling's feet cleanly.

If this kind of power continues to develop, it may not be long for that woman to live well.She was clearly a living person, but she stripped her soul from her body, snatched the combination of the souls of those people and her stripped out by killing people, and then went to kill the next target.

The resentment of a living person is actually no weaker than that of a ghost.

Or should I say that when such resentment arises, the original living person has already become a ghost.

Walking all the way to the door, stepping on those hairs that were too scared to move due to his evil spirit, Zhang Qiling was about to recite the mantra, but heard a familiar voice from inside.

"Auntie, please stop—"

In the pitch-black studio, the twelve staff members were all unconscious on the ground, their black hair wrapped them like a cocoon, and in the middle of the studio, a figure with a somewhat unstable figure was shaking crookedly Pulling, as if pulling another person.

Wu Xie, who was holding a mobile phone, was far away in the middle, but the weak light could not reach that far, and only a blurry figure could be seen clearly, and he was wearing blue work clothes of a cleaning staff.

"Auntie, please stop! Don't kill any more people!" He shouted anxiously at the two intertwined figures, and Wu Xie didn't know if his voice could be heard by them.

The rustling hair was still wriggling, Wu Xie stood by the door clenched his fists tightly, not knowing what else he could do now.No matter why the aunt brought herself back to her house that night, she was not a bad person.That morning's hot water, and a cup of steaming ginger syrup, these are not things a person with a cold and terrifying heart would do.

"Young man?" Hearing Wu Xie's voice, the people in the center of the venue were slightly surprised.He obviously took back the resentful hair stuck to his lens, why did he still follow?

"Auntie, stop now! You've already killed four people. If it's revenge, it's enough!" Wu Xie could only use words to persuade, and Wu Xie tried to walk towards the center of the venue.

"I'm not taking revenge," she seemed to sigh slightly, and she smiled slightly, "As you can see, I'm a cleaner. Me, this is giving social and emotional garbage."

"These women became mistresses all because of money. They tried every means to break up other people's families, just for money."

"Aren't such women considered rubbish? They clearly know how important a family is to a woman, and how important a husband is to a wife, but they still do utterly unconscionable things for money."

"So, I'm just picking up the trash."

As if trapped in a distant memory, her voice became more and more bitter.

At that time, I had just given birth to a child, and I lost a lot of hair because of insufficient nutrition. At that time, he had become a respectable person on the construction site, and he spent less and less time at home, and spent more and more time with himself. come less and less.He always said that he was busy with work, so she believed it.

However, the family's money did not increase because of his promotion. Postpartum malnutrition made her even older. When she faced the well-dressed him with a haggard face, she suddenly felt that something had actually changed a long time ago.

Then one day, he said to himself, let's get a divorce.

She cried and made a fuss, and the broken hot water bottle scalded her scalp, causing her hair, which was not much at first, to completely fall out, and she couldn't even grow new hair.And he just left the money and left without a word with his underage child.

Later, when she became a cleaner and cleaned the toilet one day, she accidentally heard his name.Only then did he realize that the reason for his divorce was not because he was no longer worthy of his career, nor was it because he was no longer worthy of his name, but because he was no longer worthy of standing beside him.

What he needs is a young and beautiful woman.Can be taken to any high occasion.It's not her own filthy wife.I can only take care of the children at home and do housework for him.

She convinced herself in this way, and she was almost convinced by such reasons.But until one day she heard that the woman, his new wife, ran away after defrauding him of all his property.And he, with the children who were still in school, ended their lives quietly like this, and there were tens of millions of debts.

Distraught, she blocked the woman in the toilet. After killing her enemy, she stripped off her long chestnut hair, and put the hair she had lost in those years, as well as her child's fetal hair, and his hair. , braided together into a beautiful curly hair.

As a result, the entangled resentment and unwillingness took half of her soul and became the tool of her revenge.

"So, I'm just cleaning up the garbage now." The muddy tears flowed down slowly, and she stared at the woman behind her, her voice full of unwilling resentment.

"Snapped--"

The sudden bright light hurt Wu Xie's unsuspecting eyes severely. He stared blankly at the woman in front of her who had been connected behind her aunt by her hair. Although she hadn't lost her life yet, her bloodless face already showed that she Life is not long.

"Ah—" I also didn't expect the lights to come on suddenly, and the aunt standing in the center of the venue with her hair loose vomited a mouthful of blood, as if she had suffered some serious injuries.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Subconsciously, she wanted to step forward, but her shoulders were suddenly held down from behind. Wu Xie was startled and turned around, but met those dark eyes written with worry and slight reproach.

"Wu Xie, get behind me." Holding the black gold ancient knife in his hand and pointing directly at the aunt opposite, Zhang Qiling's expressionless face was filled with indifference. "Are you going by yourself, or I will send you away."

"Brother, don't be like this, that aunt is actually not a bad person!" Sensing the strong murderous aura on Zhang Qiling's body, Wu Xie firmly pulled his wrist down.

"She has the same resentment as Li Gui all over her body. She killed four people, and now she is going to kill the fifth one. Do you think she is not a bad person?" Zhang Qiling, who was really angry, said without turning his head.

"Brother, at least she doesn't have any ill intentions towards me!" Her tone also became urgent, and Wu Xie grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist and didn't let go.

"Then why did you get involved in this matter?" Zhang Qiling asked coldly, but Zhang Qiling still didn't look back at Wu Xie.

"You guys, stop arguing." The aunt standing in the middle of the field looked at the two men in front of her and smiled softly. "Young man, this is your 'girlfriend'. It can be seen that he is really worried about you." The wrinkles on her face became more obvious because of this smile. The aunt looked at the hair that was gradually receding on the ground, and continued He said, "He's right. It's all because of me that you were involved. If I hadn't given you the wig that day, probably, nothing happened today."

"Auntie—"

"I just think that you are a photographer. The things you hold in your hands should attract the attention of those women." The blood on the corner of her mouth had dried up, and the aunt looked at Zhang Qiling who was still staring at her and continued, " I brought him home, just wanting to take back the hair on his camera. There was resentment on it, and I was afraid of hurting him, and I was also afraid that the person next to him who could exorcise ghosts would find out the secret of my murder. But I didn’t expect it, you still know gone."

"You failed to control a certain soul. She almost