Chapter 12 Song Lan!
After everyone fell asleep, Song Yan, who was sleeping next to Fu Chen, opened her eyes, looked around the room, sat up straight, changed into clothes as dark as night, tied her hair into a long ponytail, and checked the surroundings. Her son was sleeping quietly in the middle of the bed. Looking at Fu Chen's calm face, Song Yan felt her heart softened. Her son was really too cute. His cuteness must have been inherited from here, because Fu Yusheng's silly and expressionless face could not be considered cute at all!
She patted Fu Chen's cheek, kissed his forehead, and then summoned a ghost from the ring, but this time it was not Fang Yanli, but a ghost with broken handcuffs and a chopped-off head. He was wrongly accused of murder during his lifetime and was trapped in the ring by Gu Laozu for centuries.
“Ah, it’s good to be out of that circle,” the ghost said, cradling his severed head like a fruit basket. “Been in that circle for so many years, your neck’s stiff, hasn’t it? You’d lie. You understand? Stiff neck? Hahahaha”
Song Yan rolled his eyes and stared at the ghost, his laughter stopping abruptly. "Zhou Yuan, I didn't call you here to listen to your jokes about hurting your neck. You'd better behave yourself."
"Yes, yes. Master Song." He squinted at her, then leaned his head back on himself, facing her. "I see you haven't changed much, you're still the same... cold and indifferent, you hardly smile, you know? "Apart from taking revenge on that bitch who schemed against me, my dream is to see you smile."
Song Yan looked at him, amazed at his stupidity, and embarrassed that there was a happy and interesting ghost in their evil ghost world. It was really embarrassing. "Zhou Yuan, now that you have finished speaking, let's get down to business, shall we?" She resisted the urge to cover her face and continued, "I want you to protect my family. I don't know if Song Lan will attack me tonight, but I can't take risks, so I have to pay attention to some abnormal situations." Ordinary"
Zhou Yuan tilted his head, shaking it, and said with a wicked smile: "What if there is something unusual?"
When Song Yan heard Zhou Yuan's question "Kill them and their souls will be scattered", a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"As you wish, my lady."
After Song Yan gave Zhou Yuan the order, she walked to the balcony of her room and looked coldly at the bright moon in the sky. Ah, so many crimes were committed in the dead of night, only some of them were judged, and the others were not completed.
She took out a talisman and stuck it on her body, then she put her legs over the railing and jumped down from the seventh floor.
The talisman she used was a talisman that could ensure her safety no matter what happened. Even if she jumped from such a high place, Song Yan would have no problem at all. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she accidentally wiped her hands and summoned Fang Yanli. "Where is the formation? Take me there."
Fang Yanli floated in the air, looking around, with a gloomy look in her dark and empty eyes, and turned to her and said, "I'll take you there, but do you really want to go first? I think your sister is..." As we were talking, the law was being used, I heard Song Lan and her mother say that there was a problem with borrowing your luck, and your dear half-sister urgently needed some lucky charms because she was going to audition for some Huo Wei, tut tut, they moved so fast, they just discussed what to do in the morning, and now your sister-in-law is in trouble. "
Song Yan stroked the ring on her finger, remembering that her sister-in-law went to a party during the mourning period. During that time, even drinking was forbidden by Mr. Gu. A trace of death flashed in her eyes. She warned the Fu family that her soul had not rested, but Fu Rong did not follow the rules. Instead, she went to the bar with Song Lan, not only drinking, but also eating meat. She knew that Fu Rong was a rebellious little girl who didn't know the East and the West, but still-"I thought I told you that I wouldn't bring unnecessary trouble to my life. You have practiced for so many years. Is your memory so bad? Tell me where those two women hid the formation!"
Fang Yanli looked at Song Yan for a moment, and sensing his mood, she immediately took back what she was about to say and nodded, "Okay, come with me."
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In the dark alley, two unshaven men in their thirties yelled at and kicked the helpless girl lying on the ground. She couldn't hear anything and cried silently with her head covered.
"Boss, please stop beating her. What if she dies? If we don't shoot the video, we won't get the money." The fat man looked at Fu Rong, who was holding her head tightly and sobbing silently. He tried to crawl away from them.
Seeing that she was still trying to escape, the tough guy stepped on her stomach and snorted, "Why shoot a video if she runs away like this? It's better to let her tame you, or do you want her to bite your tongue again?"
"But, Boss, this girl's family seems to be very rich and powerful. Look at those black credit cards she carries with her, and her clothes are all branded. I'm afraid her family won't let us go."
"You idiot, the woman who asked us to do this is a woman from the Song family. Naturally, she is respected and trusted by the family. She promised me that as long as she made up a funny story, the family would believe her. Don't worry. If there is any trouble, don't pursue the matter!" The boss laughed and said, "To be honest, we have dealt with her, and the video we are going to shoot, will that wealthy family know that we can ruin the image of their precious daughter and want to retaliate against us?" ? I don't think so. They will never let others throw mud on their precious daughter. Her precious daughter will be buried six feet deep in the ground.
When the men said these words, Furong was actually sober. Although she had been beaten many times, she was a hooligan and often got into trouble in college. When she heard them say the surname Song, she immediately understood who they were talking about. She gritted her teeth and panicked, and her charming black eyes were filled with tears and fear.
There is only one woman with the surname Song who can let her family be led by the nose by others - Song Lan!
She also understood why the kidnappers dared to say Song Lan's name. In their eyes, she was dead. So, what did it matter whether she knew the murderer's name or not?
Furong was really scared. If she knew that she was friends with such a snake, she would rather jump into a fire pit than make friends with Song Lan. But it was too late to regret now. Even if she was willing... ...she was powerless!
She closed her eyes in despair, watching the scarred man grab her shirt and tear it to pieces - please, anyone...anyone, as long as they save her, she will regard them as her God!