My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

Is it Zhang Anran?
The sound in her ears disappeared in an instant. Ma Xiaoling immediately turned around and looked around, but saw nothing.

After only feeling the chill, for just a moment, my body felt a little warm, and a slight sweat broke out at the roots of my hair on my temples.

Her movements were abnormal. Gu Yan reached out to hold her hand, trying to comfort her, "What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, both of them got strange feelings from each other's hands.

"Why are you so cold?"

"Why are your hands so hot?"

They both spoke in unison.

Before they had time to investigate, the car behind them was honking at them desperately.

The light was green, and Gu Yan had to focus on driving first.

"I'm not cold!" Xiaoling touched her face with both hands, and her fingertips brushed the sweat on her temples. "I still feel hot. I'm sweating. Could it be that the air conditioner is broken?"

Gu Yan stretched out her hand to test the air outlet of the car's air conditioner. It was indeed quite cool. She quickly adjusted the direction of the air outlet. "It must be the cold wind that gave you a cold. The sweat you produced is definitely cold sweat. Do you have any other symptoms? Dizziness." No dizziness, no sore throat..."

While he was talking, he reached out and measured Xiaoling's forehead with the back of his hand to see if there was any fever.

Unable to pay attention at the same time, his finger blocked her left eye.

Xiaoling's right eye suddenly saw a funeral procession appearing in front of the car. It was so vast that the end of the procession could not be seen at a glance...

The people in front were wearing sackcloth and mourning, scattering money to buy money to the sky, followed closely by someone carrying a coffin, and a person in front of the coffin was holding a portrait of the deceased. The portrait...

Seeing their car colliding head-on, she quickly pushed Gu Yan's hand away, "Be careful, we're about to hit you!"

Seeing the frightened and ferocious expression of the person who had collided head-on, Xiaoling was so frightened that she hugged her head.

Gu Yan was pushed away, but the car was still driving. She was confused, but with a smile on her face, "What are we going to hit? My car system has an emergency brake. It will brake suddenly when in danger and can stop five meters in advance. How could we hit something?"

"Just the ones in front..." Xiaoling let go and looked up, only to find that there was nothing in front of her!

Yes, this is a bustling business district. How could there be such a huge funeral procession?
The Gu family was in front of him, and it was clear that what he saw just now was an illusion, and what he heard just now might also be an illusion...

But Xiaoling's heart just couldn't rest at peace.

Her heartbeat sounded like a heavy hammer hitting a leather drum, irritating her eardrums.

Every time her eardrums vibrated violently, the blood her heart pumped into her blood vessels surged like a floodgate.

She could even feel the blood vessels that restricted the flow of blood being dilated by the impact of the surging blood.

Suddenly, from the heart to the neck, from the neck to the whole body.

Xiaoling raised her hands, and she saw a bruise-colored cold current, which was sudden and abnormal, branching along the arteries on her arms, implanting itself deeply into her body, and flowing towards her fingertips...

"What else are you looking at? We're here!" Gu Yan had stopped the car, snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, and signaled her to get out of the car, "Remember the last time we came back together, in order to have a strong body and pass the test The spiritual master, did I give you any test? Haha, the 33rd floor..."

He was holding a briefcase in one hand and reaching out to Xiao Ling who had gotten off the car with the other hand, "Starting today, we will move forward hand in hand!"

Xiaoling also wanted to reach out, but when she raised her hand, she saw that the still bruised blood vessels on the back of her hand were becoming more and more swollen, the fascia was protruding, and the blood flow seemed to burst out of the skin.

"What are you looking at? Let's go. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with..." Gu Yan, who was not sure what to do, reached out to cover Xiaoling's sight of her hands, intending to correct her strange behavior today. attention.Once again, he covered her left eye...

The group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning stood close behind Gu Yan, stretched out their hands with blue nails, clasped his shoulders, strangled his arms, fixed his legs, pinched his throat, and covered him. eyes...

The man holding the photo and wearing a mourning scarf came up from behind him.

The deceased in the photo held in purple and blue hands...

Liao Minqing, Qiao Sitian’s mother!
The man got closer and closer, so close that the filial piety scarf almost touched Xiao Ling's face.

The person under the filial piety scarf looked up, and it was Qiao Sitian who was bleeding from all her orifices. She grinned at the corner of her mouth that was constantly bleeding, and said sinisterly, "You are a murderer, you killed my mother..."

"I'm not, I'm not!"

In desperation, Xiaoling stood upright with her palms and pushed them forward in panic. Then, a mantra that she had never read in the secret book came into her heart: "The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, I pray for the will of the Supreme Master." You show your spirit, the evil spirit is like smoke, dispersed by the wind, and is as urgent as the order!"

When she pushed away Gu Yan's hand covering her left eye, the dense pile of purple and green nails, together with Qiao Sitian in front of her, were blown away by a gust of cold wind from her palm.

Isn’t the funeral procession an illusion?

Where did this spell come from?

Xiaoling looked at her palms that had returned to normal after releasing the spell, feeling extremely confused in her heart!
"Is there something..." Seeing Xiaoling's completely unfocused eyes, Gu Yan also had the same doubts.

When he turned around to look around to see if there was anything unusual, a group of people dressed in black or white clothes and wearing Ma Xiao rushed towards them, "Look, it's her! The person who made a big fuss in my sister's mourning hall the day before yesterday! She was the one who caused her death. My aunt!"

"Yes, that's her, she's the murderer!"

"Shoot her so everyone can see the murderer's face clearly!"

"Yes, what a self-righteous thing. Do you think you are a judge?"

"Just because you said evil words, you killed my eldest sister..."

……

Some of them held up their mobile phones, while others pointed and complained harshly.

Xiaoling, who was confused by the scene just now, looked at the person in front of her and no longer knew what to do.

Only their hands, which had no blue-purple nails, and their faces were clearly visible. Under the excitement, their faces were all red, completely different from the ones they had just seen.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yan stood up in front of Xiaoling and spread his hands to stop the intruder, but found that more and more people were surrounding him. He hurriedly shouted to the security guard who was rushing towards the entrance of the office building, " Call more people quickly!"

Soon, a group of security personnel came up to the parking lot and built a human wall among the people who were pushing and arguing.

Just as Gu Yan was protecting Xiaoling and was about to leave, the crowd made a way and someone walked in. Qiao Sitian's father, Qiao Wanyou, was holding a photo of his body!

"Ma Xiaoling, you don't distinguish between good and evil, and you speak unabashedly. You killed my wife. My daughter Qiao Sitian has a soul in heaven, and she won't let you go!" Qiao Wanyou stopped in front of the wall of people and denounced Xiaoling. His tone was sonorous and powerful, and every word was deafening.

Xiaoling couldn't help but stop and look back. At first glance, she only saw the portrait in the frame. It was really Qiao Sitian's mother - Liao Minqing!

That face, that expression, that hairstyle and outfit are exactly the same as what I saw just now!
She was so shocked that her pupils dilated, but she didn't notice at all that there was no shadow at the feet of the person holding the photo!