"The world is endless, the universe is orderly, and the yin and yang are in power. The order cannot be messed up, return!" Zheng Yi sang a spell lightly, and a piece of talisman paper burned out in front of Wang Jiayuan. Seeing a light of golden light circling around Wang Jiayuan, the light dissipated, and black pupils gradually appeared in Wang Jiayuan's eyes.

Zheng Yi was helping her dispel the resentment in her heart and make her consciousness come back to her awake. Wang Jiayuan sobbed and bowed to Zheng Yishen and begged, "Please, save me!"

"Everyone has his own destiny. Since that's the case, why bother to be obsessed with it?" Zheng Yi looked serious. "The only thing I can help you is to catch the murderer for you, so that you can be wronged as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

"Wuwuwu..." Wang Jiayuan, who has returned to normalcy, has a pretty face, which is exactly the same as the introduction photo Mo Chen got.

Youth has just begun, and before he can enjoy the bitterness, sourness and sourness of life, he is forced to be eliminated. Mo Chen suddenly feels a little pitiful to the girl and secretly makes up his mind to find the murderer for her. At this moment, he even forgot that this is just a game of virtual life.

No one interrupted Wang Jiayuan's sadness. As her last cry in her life, although ghosts have no tears, they still have to make the final mourning for her short life.

"Young..." Wang Jiayuan, who had sobbed enough, slowly stopped her sadness.

Mo Chen quickly took out the notes he had with him and prepared to record them.

On the day of his murder, Wang Jiayuan had a tryst with her boyfriend outside the school. She was a little late when she returned to school. Because her boyfriend had something to do, she had to let her go back by herself.

"To be honest!" Zheng Yi knocked his fingers on the table, and Wang Jiayuan looked at him inexplicably, with doubts in his eyes.

"It's not that your boyfriend has something to do, it's because he has a family! You are clearly a lover for a married man." Zheng Yi said nothing. He remembered that Dai Min once said that she met a person who claimed to love Wang Jiayuan very much in Wang Jiayuan's QQ.

"We are truly in love!" Wang Jiayuan suddenly shouted at Zheng Yi excitedly.

Mo Chen felt a gust of wind whizzing past him. He was worried that Wang Jiayuan would lose control again. He coughed twice, reminding Zheng Yi not to stimulate her and quickly ask about the serious matter.

Zheng Yi was uncomfortably tidied his ears, "Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian are also in love with each other! But have they considered Wu Dalang's feelings?!"

"Aowu..." Wang Jiayuan, who finally stabilized her emotions, was sarcastically crying again by Zheng Yi. Oh no, she started to scream.

Mo Chen kicked Zheng Yi and said, "It's okay to be in trouble!"

"Just kidding, isn't I just trying to ease the atmosphere?" Zheng Yi looked helpless, as if this wasn't his fault, and the other party couldn't help but joke. "Okay OK, I'm really afraid of you! Brother Yi apologizes to you!"

It’s hard for women to coax, but it’s even more so for female ghosts!

It really took a lot of effort that Zheng Yicai advised Wang Jiayuan to continue to tell her what she had happened before she was killed.

In order to save time, when he returned to the dormitory before closing his bedroom, Wang Jiayuan chose a path that few people usually pass. The dim street lights were covered by the densely growing poplar trees, making it difficult for a few rays of light to be projected on the road. Wang Jiayuan regretted her choice just now. Occasionally, the wind blew by and the rustling leaves rustled, which made it aroused that she recalled the scene of the horror films that she had watched.

The "meow" call from a wild cat was scared to death, Wang Jiayuan ran unsteadily. She just wanted to return to the dormitory as soon as possible. Even if she was scolded by the dormitory aunt, she felt happy. She only paid attention to the road beneath her feet, and did not want to bump into the person coming towards her. The man was knocked back by the force of her running, and his feet were unstable, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden. Wang Jiayuan apologized repeatedly and helped the other party stand up. With the lights in the shade of the tree, she saw that the one she knocked down was actually a twenty-year-old boy.

She has fair skin and a pretty face. Her royal blue eyes are embedded in her long eyelashes. "So handsome!" Wang Jiayuan couldn't help but blush and sighed in her heart. She met a handsome guy late at night, and she was actually a mixed-race person! In fact, she was not sure, but people often say that mixed-race people look very good! Moreover, seeing the other person's facial features in the dark seems to be not an Asian face.

Faced with Wang Jiayuan's lack of nutritional apology, the other party ignored it. The handsome mixed-race man stood up and dusted the soil on his body, behaved elegantly and was clean and honest. This is what Wang Jiayuan said about him. Even if he was killed by the other party, she, a female pervert who had no "Liu'er", still praised that beautiful expression.

Zheng Yi stroked his hairstyle, and said unhappy, "Tell the point."

Wang Jiayuan agreed and fell into memories again, and couldn't help but tremble all over. The boy suddenly asked her if she liked the doll. Only then did Wang Jiayuan notice that he was holding a human-shaped doll in his arms, and his eyes could still move. Is this way of chatting with girls now? Is it a big deal to answer her and answer, but she might ask for contact information from her next step, and maybe she would give her the doll in his arms.

"I like it, you even killed him!" The boy suddenly roared, frightening Wang Jiayuan who was immersed in the fantasy. Without waiting for her to react, the boy took out a sharp dagger from somewhere and stabbed it into her abdomen.

Wang Jiayuan covered the wound in surprise, and blood gushed out from the wound, and the pain instantly awakened her. She turned around and wanted to run away, but the other party pulled her hair. Then there was a severe pain in her knees. She couldn't help but kneel on the ground. The boy took this opportunity to take out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, so that she could not cry for help. Then he pulled out the dagger from her wound and stabbed her several times again until she collapsed softly on the ground and did not move.

Needless to say, what happened later, like the news broadcast, Wang Jiayuan's body was found to be thrown into a nearby trash can, and all the internal organs in her belly were missing, and the worn-out doll was replaced by the worn-out rag doll.

"Foreigner?" Zheng Yi touched his chin and thought about what Wang Jiayuan had just described.

"It should be that the street lights were dim at that time, and I didn't see clearly. The hair color was light, probably yellow!" Wang Jiayuan said, "or light gray."

"If you are not sure about the color of the hair, can you confirm that the other person's eyes are blue?" Zheng Yi expressed doubts. Wang Jiayuan lowered her head, a little disappointed. Mo Chen recorded these in the notebook and wrote, "Under the illumination of the mixed yellow street light, the hair turned light yellow and the eyes were blue." Then, Mo Chen asked about the man's height and figure. Wang Jiayuan also said only one, about 170 and was thin. Because the weight of boys and girls showed a slight difference, she could only roughly estimate that it would not exceed 110 kilograms at most.

However, Wang Jiayuan still provided relatively important clues. The man spoke pure Mandarin. Just listening to the sound, you would never have thought that the other party was actually a foreigner.
Chapter completed!