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Chapter 357 Hallucinations, all hallucinations!

Seeing the extremely unnatural expression on Song Jia's face, Qin Luan asked in disbelief: "Why? Song Jia, you are my best friend!"

"Anchor, what is going on?" Although Luo Xi was unwilling to believe that Teacher Song had anything to do with this matter.

But looking at Teacher Song's expression, no matter how stupid she was, she knew there must be something else going on.

"Although Song Jia and the other two were all brought up by Zhong Xiaoan, the most outstanding one was still Qin Luan.

Song Jia knew that as long as Qin Luan was around, she would never be able to become number one. The best way was to destroy Qin Luan so that she would never be able to threaten her again.

Then, an evil idea was born in her mind.

You know, all the teachers will bring their favorite students to the party to build up their network in advance, and it just so happens that your Tian Gou is one of the judges of this competition.

You took advantage of the old man's love for you and asked him to help you destroy Qin Luan. The reason why Zhong Xiaoan left suddenly was because you put laxatives in another person's diet.

Zhong Xiaoan hurried back this time because she was worried about the health of another student, but she did not expect that something like that would happen later.

That old man violated Qin Luan according to your wishes, and took videos and photos to threaten Qin Luan, and used words to induce Qin Luan. It was Zhong Xiaoan who sent her to his bed.

Sure enough, Qin Luan was affected by this incident, and you won. This was the first time you felt the sense of accomplishment of stepping on Qin Luan.

Looking at the decadent Qin Luan, you feel a great sense of satisfaction in your heart.

But you find that even so, Qin Luan still has so many suitors around him, especially the boy you like, and you are unwilling to accept it.

So you let the old man find Qin Luan again, and then you deliberately brought people and saw Qin Luan get into an old man's car.

Since then, rumors about Qin Luan's dissolute private life began to spread.

Sure enough, after this incident, Qin Luan was no longer the goddess that everyone admired, but became a slut in the eyes of her classmates.

Countless ridicules and insults, even wanton verbal insults from some people who had once pursued Qin Luan but were unable to obtain him, made Qin Luan finally unable to bear the pressure and committed suicide.

Previously, you also thought that the old man found the master and destroyed Qin Luan's soul.

But until recently, when you were getting something late at night, you saw a scene that horrified you.

Qin Luan's ghost appeared again, which made you very frightened, so you found the master from that year, and he gave you a soul-breaking talisman, so that Qin Luan could disappear completely.

But you didn't expect to run into Luo Xi, and you didn't expect her to snatch my lucky bag and talk about the haunted dance studio. "

As Bai Ningyu finished speaking, Song Jia suddenly burst into laughter. "Master Bai, I really admire your imagination. Do you have any evidence to prove that I did these things?"

As she spoke, Song Jia immediately stopped smiling and denied in a gloomy tone, "I didn't do the things you said. If you have the guts, put the evidence in front of me.

Otherwise, even if you are Master Bai, you can't slander me with empty words!

Besides, I didn’t kill anyone or commit arson, so even the law can’t do anything to me.”

Song Jia looked at Bai Ningyu provocatively, her words full of disdain.

"Really?" Bai Ningyu looked at Song Jia fiercely.

Bai Ningyu raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and Song Jia's face instantly became extremely ugly.

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of Song Jia changed. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a ward, with an old man lying on the bed, who had already died.

Song Jia's eyes were full of disgust, but then her heart trembled, and she looked around with horror, shouting, "Why am I here?

Bai Ningyu, I know, this is all your fault, this is not real, it’s all an illusion! Yes, it’s all an illusion.

Song Jia swallowed and kept comforting herself.

But at this moment, the old man who had lost his breath on the bed suddenly stood up and rushed towards her.

The old man's voice was hoarse, his eyes full of resentment, and he asked viciously: "I love you so much and have done so many things for you, why do you want to kill me!"

The old man's hands tightly pinched Song Jia's slender neck, and a feeling of suffocation instantly made Song Jia's eyes roll back.

She kept trying to pry the old man's hands open, but the old man's hands did not move at all. Song Jia could even clearly see that the disgusting blisters on the old man's body were leaving thick mucus.

Even though she knew it was an illusion, Song Jia still felt nauseous and terrified. She screamed, "Don't come over here. I'm not killing you!"

Bai Ningyu, you are despicable. Do you think that by doing this, you can make me admit something I didn't do? I tell you, it's impossible! "

However, the next moment, the scene in front of Song Jia changed again.

It was dark all around. She saw the Black and White Impermanence walking towards her with shackles in their hands. The White Impermanence waved the shackles in his hand, giggling strangely, and said in a cold voice: "I'm here to catch you."

Looking at the Bai Wuchang who was getting closer and closer, Song Jia felt a chill in her heart.

Seeing this, Song Jia subconsciously ran away, her voice trembling slightly as she shouted, "Don't come over here! You're all fake!"

But before she ran a few steps, a hook with a chain hooked Song Jia back. Song Jia felt a piercing pain from the place where the hook hooked her, and her forehead was instantly covered with sweat.

In the blink of an eye, the shackles were on her.

When she looked up again, Song Jia found that she had stood in the center of the ancient government hall without knowing when. On the high hall sat a black-faced Yama.

There is a crescent-shaped mark on this person's forehead, which makes it clear at a glance that he is the King of Hell in the Fifth Hall, Bao Zheng.

The ghost messengers standing on both sides give people a cold and strange feeling of horror.

Song Jia was startled, and then she felt a pain in her knees, and she knelt down heavily.

Yama's eyes widened with anger, his face livid. He slammed the gavel and shouted, "Song Jia, for slandering and harming others, you will go to the hell of tongue-pulling. For instigating harm, you will go to the hell of knife mountains. Come, execute the sentence!"

A ghost came forward, pinched Song Jia's mouth open, and prepared to pull out her tongue.

At this moment, Song Jia was shocked, and her whole body began to twitch uncontrollably. She looked at the ghost in front of her and immediately broke down and cried, "I was wrong, it's all my fault.

I shouldn't have let anyone harm Qin Luan, I shouldn't have suffocated Wang Changtai to death in the hospital, I was wrong, please don't let me go to hell, please."

Song Jia knelt on the ground, kowtowed continuously, wailing and crying.