You Are My Gravity

Zhou Ping didn't know who killed the cousin Ji Chenxuan, but she could be sure that it was not Gu Meiyun's doing it.

Ghosts want to kill people, it's really not that simple.

A ghost who has just died a few days ago, is really not so capable.

Many people say that they are afraid of ghosts, but ghosts are really not that scary. Compared with people, most ghosts are actually harmless.

Only ghosts with grievances and obsessive obsessions can really kill people after their grievances gather for a long time after death and become stronger.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan said angrily: "It's not her, then who else? Don't shirk responsibility."

Zhou Ping smiled: "Who said that you have to shirk responsibility, you are really strange. It seems that you are not satisfied with what we do. However, since you don't want to call the police, this is nothing. We respect your request. Actually... There is also the easiest way to know who the murderer was!"

Aunt Ji Chenxuan asked, "What is the solution?"

Zhou Ping smiled: "Wait at night, call out the soul of the dead, and ask who killed it?"

After she finished speaking, everyone in the Ji family was stunned except for Gu Jingyuan and others.

They had seen Zhou Ping's greatness yesterday, but no matter how great it is, can such things like evocation of souls be easily recruited?

Actually, Zhou Ping herself is not sure, who knows if the soul of this girl has already left?

Whether it can be recruited back, this is really not foolproof.

It is not unusual for Gu Meiyun to die with great resentment and refuse to leave after death.

Ji Chenxuan's aunt was the first to react, her eyes were a little hot, and she looked at Zhou Ping and said, "You... can you really do it?"

Zhou Ping said indifferently: "It's just calling for souls, it's not difficult."

Uncle Ji Chenxuan grabbed his wife: "Don't get excited. You can't believe this woman's words casually. Who knows, what tricks they are playing."

Zhou Ping looked at Uncle Ji Chenxuan, secretly suspicious.

She said: "What can't you believe? Is it true? When it's midnight, when the sullen atmosphere is at its peak, you can see if I can bring your daughter's soul back to you. You will know if it is true or not? Don't you believe it? Let your daughter tell you in person, who... killed her? I think, nothing is more convincing than this, right?"

Gu Jingyuan replied coldly: "Unless... you don't want to know."

Aunt Ji Chenxuan shook off her husband's hand and said, "Yes, of course we want to know. Okay, just do what you said. When the night comes, you call Tingting souls. I want to listen to her personally, who is it? Kill her!"

Aunt Ji Chenxuan's voice is hoarse, her eyes slow is hatred, it seems that she is not pretending.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan's expression was solemn, unable to see what he was thinking.

He took his wife's arm and whispered: "You calm down, can you believe them?"

Aunt Ji Chenxuan shook him away: "My daughter is dead, believe it or not, even if she lied, we just waited till night and waited for a day for nothing, my daughter is gone, I still have What can't be lost?"

Aunt Ji Chenxuan is a very scheming woman, otherwise she wouldn't have deceived Gu Meiyun for a while.

She obviously felt that something was wrong with her husband.