"I only heard about this at night. When I hurried home, I didn't expect... I never expected that my precious son jumped from the 38th floor and fell to death in front of me!"

It seemed that the terrifying scene was right in front of him. Fang Qingyu suddenly shuddered and then continued: "Xijie... when he fell, his eyes were still open and he stared at me. And I didn't do anything.

No, he could only watch helplessly as the speeding truck ran over him.

, and rolled out several meters with his body... Why would God be so cruel to me? It’s just that I was asked to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person, and I was asked to remember the scene before his death every night, but the child

What on earth did his father do wrong? Why do we living people still have to suffer?!"

Jiang Xinyou speculated and asked, "Could it be that Wei Xijie has some unfulfilled wish? Or is there any dissatisfaction with Teacher Wei?"

Fang Qingyu shook her head: "Although the child's father is busy, he is still good to the child. He works hard to make money to support the family and provide a good living environment for his son. Since Xijie's death, he has never held a cram school again.

, I honestly took up a job at University C, but in the past three years... no one can explain what happened, he suddenly became depressed, talking about himself every day, killing people, and hurting others... Relatives and friends said they would send him to a nursing home for treatment.

But I don’t want my husband to be regarded as a madman, so I brought him here..."

As Fang Qingyu spoke, she wiped her tears and sighed: "Grandpa Nan said that if you can help us, the father will leave the child to you. I... I will go out for a while. If you need anything, just call me...

"

His eyes hurriedly swept across Wei Chengye's face. When Fang Qingyu left, he still just shook his head and sighed. Seeing this scene, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but feel a little sad. Ye Meimei's death was a family tragedy, so why not Wei Xijie's death?

When will grievances be repaid? Why are they unwilling to let go of everything and be freed?

As if reading her mind, Leng Yan patiently explained: "Have you forgotten? Any resentful spirit that comes in and out of C University will be aroused. Maybe Wei Xijie's undead just followed Teacher Wei at the beginning, and was hidden in C University.

The evil force inspired his resentment, which led him to kill other students in Teacher Wei's class!"

Hearing what he said, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but nodded slowly, looked outside the door, and saw Grandpa Nan and Ms. Fang Qingyu standing in the dark courtyard talking, so she gently closed the door and asked in a low voice: "Then

What should we do now? Help Teacher Wei exorcise the demon?"

"Yes." Xia Qianshuang nodded, "We have to do it as soon as possible. According to Teacher Wei's current situation, even if Wei Xijie can't continue to harm others, the resentment lingering around Teacher Wei is enough to kill him. At most, he can only...live for one more time.

Year!"

Fortunately they discovered it in time, otherwise, there would have been another murder!

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The cold wind flowed into the room through the papered windows, and Xia Qianshuang lit three candles on the cement floor.

The flames jumped in clusters in the wind, illuminating the small hut that exuded a decaying atmosphere.

Because of his poor witchcraft, Xia Qianshuang asked Jiang Xinyou to stand farthest away from her while doing the procedure, leaving only Leng Yan to assist.
Chapter completed!