Brother Ming didn't faint.

Brother Ming was angry.

Brother Ming jumped up, "Am I not good enough for Bing Yinhua? Why did she want to harm me? I do my best for her! I wish I could care more about her than her father. Is this how she repays me?"

Chu Jing grabbed Brother Ming, "Now is not the time to discuss Bing Yinhua."

"Is there a way to get rid of this thing?"

"It can be removed, but it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The owner of this hair died in vain, full of resentment, and it was deliberately made into a femininity. I am afraid it has become a vengeful spirit."

"Plus..." Chu Luo looked at Brother Ming.

Brother Ming trembled under Chu Luo's gaze, and couldn't help hugging Chu Jing's arm, "Master, tell me. I can bear it."

Chu Luo: "The strands of hair may have gotten into your body."

Brother Ming: "!!!"

Brother Ming took a tight breath.

Brother Ming fainted.

after an hour.

At the gate of Lanting Community.

Brother Ming got out of the car and pointed at a building angrily, "Bing Yinhua lives in that building."

After he took Chu Luo and the others to greet the door, he went in directly.

Bing Yinhua is already well-known in the entertainment circle, and she lives in a one-story, one-family apartment.

As soon as he entered the house, Chu Luo looked around at the furnishings in the house.

"Bing Yinhua!"

"Bing Yinhua!"

Chu Luo frowned as he looked at the yin energy that was almost condensed in the room.

Brother Ming yelled twice, but no one answered, he went straight to the door of Bing Yinhua's bedroom, and knocked on the door.

There were only faint groans coming from the door.

"Bing Yinhua, I know you are inside, you open the door for me."

There was a loud knock on the door.

Still no one opened the door.

Chu Luo: "Break away!"

Brother Ming hesitated for a moment, "Not too good!"

Bing Yinhua is a woman no matter what, this is her bedroom, if her clothes are disheveled in it, then...

He was still hesitating, but Chu Jing had already walked over and kicked him.

boom!

boom!

After a few kicks, the lock on the bedroom door was kicked open, and the door slammed against the wall.

The scene in the bedroom made the faces of the people standing at the door change drastically.

I saw Bing Yinhua floating in mid-air with his eyes closed and his face full of pain.

Both hands were struggling in the air, and what was even more frightening was the circle of black wriggling hair protruding from her neck.

Chu Jing and Brother Ming wanted to rush over, but were grabbed by Chu Luo.

Chu Luo directly threw out two talisman papers.

The paper talisman flew towards Bing Yinhua.

With a bang, Bing Yinhua fell from the sky.

Chu Luo directly squeezed the formula with one hand, and held the talisman paper in the other hand, and yelled, "You still want to retreat?"

I saw the talisman paper in Chu Luo's hand flying towards Bing Yinhua's neck.

A gust of wind blew up in the house for no reason, blowing the curtains and hanging pictures to sway non-stop.

But the windows were closed.

The talisman paper stopped when it was very close to Bing Yinhua.

The hair around Bing Yinhua's neck stood up like sharp needles.

But under the force of the talisman paper, it retreated bit by bit, and all of them got into Bing Yinhua's body again.

Brother Ming: "This..."

He leaned against the wall completely powerlessly, only feeling as if he had stopped breathing just now.

After a few seconds, he rushed over and patted Bing Yinhua's face, "Bing Yinhua, Bing Yinhua!"

It's just that Bing Yinhua's complexion was pale, his breathing was weak, and he didn't respond.

Chu Luo stepped forward, bit his index finger, and tapped in front of Bingyin Hua Tianling, "Go back!"

Bing Yinhua, whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly opened them wide, panting heavily.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she reached out to touch her neck and coughed violently again.

After she calmed down, she regained her composure and looked around blankly, "...Brother Ming? Brother Chu? Why are you all here?"

"And...Chu Luo...Master Chu?"

Chu Luo is very popular recently, and there is no one in the entertainment industry who does not know her.

Brother Ming looked at Bing Yinhua in surprise, "You have no impression?"

Bing Yinhua shook his head, "What's wrong with me?"

"You've been bewitched!" Brother Ming said what happened just now while his face was filled with horror.

"If Master Chu was not present, you would have died long ago."

Bing Yinhua was still at a loss, she really didn't have the slightest impression. "I... I don't have any memory at all. It's just that I haven't slept well in the past few days. When I wake up every day, my head hurts very much. There are many allergies on my neck and body."

She lifted off her pajamas, revealing the red marks on her arms and the red marks on her legs.

Looking at the red marks on her skin, Brother Ming thought of the scene just now, and a chill came out of his back.

"Master, is it that thing?"

"Ah."

Brother Ming's face turned pale, his legs softened, and he was supported by Chu Jing.

Bing Yinhua still asked with a puzzled face, "What is it?"

Brother Ming's voice trembled, "Dirty things, what else could it be? In...in..." With trembling hands, he pointed to the red string on Bing Yinhua's neck, "It's in there."

"Take it off! There are dead people's hair in there."

Bing Yinhua: "..."

She lowered her head and glanced at the red rope around her neck. There was a piece of jade hanging on the red rope, which was a Buddha.

Seeing that Bing Yinhua was still in a daze, Chu Jing explained the matter directly.

After listening, Bing Yinhua's eyes were fixed, and his whole body froze in place. Except for his eyeballs, he didn't even dare to move his hair.

"Master, is it true? Is it really a dead man's thing?"

"I just thought that fantasy and everything in the entertainment industry are very popular recently, so I went to ask a Buddha Daidai. I didn't expect..."

"How to do?"

"Take it off!" Brother Ming urged 1.

Bing Yinhua was about to cry, "I dare not."

Chu Luo reached out and took the Buddha off Bing Yinhua's neck.

As soon as he took it off, Bing Yinhua jumped up from the bed, hid behind Brother Ming and Chu Jing, carefully looked at the amulet in Chu Luo's hand, "Master, did you take the thing away and I'll be fine?" gone?"

Chu Luo shook her head, and she frowned slightly looking at the red rope that exudes strong hair, "The strands of hair have already penetrated into your body."

Bing Yinhua: "..."

She stayed where she was.

Brother Ming immediately grabbed her arm and shook it, "Don't get dizzy! Find out who gave this red rope first!"

Bing Yinhua came back to his senses, "It's a gift from a fan. I'll ask Aju."

Aju is Bing Yinhua's assistant.

Everything sent by fans is checked and processed by her.

Bing Yinhua immediately called Aju.

Aju soon came over and looked at the red rope, "I know this! It wasn't a gift from a fan, but from Zaerbai. He said it was a special request."

"Zarbai?"

Brother Ming looked at Bing Yinhua, "Isn't this a member of your former team?"

Bing Yinhua nodded, "Yes, after we broke up, we would contact occasionally. She asked me to take her with her before, and I agreed. But she..."

With a bitter smile, "I feel that all I introduce to her are online dramas, and they are all small characters."

"She has never even filmed a movie, what role does she want?" Brother Ming gritted his teeth angrily.

Bing Yinhua: "I told her that too, but she didn't want to."

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