Chapter 51

Zheng Quzhi touched his neck and got some goose bumps on his arm. If he didn't know that Wei Yan was next to him, he would have thought it was a ghost, and he would have waved his fist.

"Ah --" the scream suddenly rang out, causing echoes in the quiet ghost house.

Zheng Quzhi also followed with a cry, subconsciously pulled Wei Yan to hide behind him, and his hand was still holding his arm.

Wei Yan lowered her head and looked at the prop that constantly screamed on the ground, frowned slightly and said in a cold voice, "it's just props."

Cold voice with a soothing effect, Zheng Quzhi calmed down a little, and leaned out to look at the ground. With the pale green light, I saw the props as expected.

Zheng Quzhi has a black face and looks at his present posture. He comes out of Wei Yan's back. Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Wei Yan swept around his eyes and opened his mouth: "where was the place where the man committed suicide yesterday?"

"In front." Zheng Quzhi pointed to the front, some nervous pharyngeal saliva. To tell you the truth, the death of the man yesterday is still in his mind, which made him have a nightmare last night.

Now I have to go there again. How can I not be nervous.

They walked slowly to the front. The hospital corridor was not far away. Looking at the thick black fog there, Wei Yan suddenly stopped.

"What?" Zheng Quzhi got nervous and quickly reached into his pocket and touched the Fu given by Wei Yan.

Wei Yan didn't say a word, raised his hand and pulled out a few hairs on his head. The hair that pinches in the hand seems to have grown a little bit, Wei Yan droops her eyes, and weaves several hairs together without expression.

"Mr. Wei, what are you doing?" Zheng Quzhi can't understand it. What is he doing?

Wei Yan didn't answer him. After knitting her hair, she finally raised her head and opened her thin lips: "reach out."

Although Zheng Quzhi didn't understand, he still handed it to him honestly.

The coolness came, and there was a different touch on the wrist. Mr. Wei looked at his hair and asked, "what's the best way to tie your hair?"

"Hair." Wei Yan spoke coldly.

With his elegant and lazy temperament and calm appearance, Zheng Quzhi almost thought that this was not a haunted house for five people who had died.

And

Of course he knew it was hair!

Wei Yan had already taken back his hand, his eyes fell slightly on the corridor, and he said in a cold voice: "there is a mass burial mound. This ghost house is built on the mound. Although it makes the atmosphere of terror strong, it also suffers from resentment and brings disaster."

Zheng Quzhi followed Wei Yan's eyes and saw that at the end of the corridor, the corpse had been carried away, and the shape of the corpse was drawn with white unknown things.

Among them, the blood all over the ground has condensed into black red and adhered to the smooth floor.

Wei Yan hooked the corner of her mouth, and her excited mood flashed through her eyes. He stretched out his hand, grasped Zheng Quzhi's wrist, and took Zheng Quzhi forward a step.

They were standing in the corridor of the hospital.

Wei Yan closed her eyes slowly.

Zheng Quzhi only felt that his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

***

when I woke up again, I was suffocated. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that Wei Yan was still holding her nose and covering her mouth with her other hand. He panicked and bit into the palm of his hand.

Wei Yan dropped her eyes and slowly withdrew her hand. Her voice was steady and powerful. She was reassured: "I have entered another space. Be more careful."

"Another space?" Zheng didn't know how to hide his surprise.

"Well." Wei Yan glanced around and said with a smile, "there is a big villa in front of me. The environment is not bad."

This was the first time Zheng Quzhi saw Wei Yan smile so brightly that he couldn't help shaking his mind. Suddenly, I blinked again.

Why is Wei Yan's face so close to him?

What is the thing that relies on oneself, unexpectedly some comfortable??

"Get up." Wei Yan kneaded Zheng Quzhi's head, and his face returned to the ascetic appearance of the past.

Zheng Quzhi's face flushed and quickly got up from Wei Yan's legs. Damn it, he just pillow big Wei's thigh??!!

Even the thought of his thigh!!

Wei Yan got up and straightened his clothes. After the clothes were neat, he looked at Zheng Quzhi again and whispered, "it's a world made by angry people. The missing will be in it. Just follow me closely."

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi's first thought was the night when Wei Yan and Qi he disappeared in the village. At the same time, also thought of a loophole.

Wei Yan clearly said that the ghosts there had forgotten the past, but later Qi He explained to himself that Yao Na told them the truth, but why would Yao Na still remember?

Now it seems that there is an explanation. It is Wei Yan and Qi Bo who have entered the world created by the resentful people that they know the truth."Why don't you go?" After a few steps, Wei Yan frowned and turned back.

"Here it is." Zheng Quzhi was busy following the past.

***

it is a very splendid villa. From the outside, you can see the glittering diamonds inlaid on the wall. Everywhere, you can see that the villa is made of gold, silver and diamonds.

Zheng Quzhi was suddenly cold. When he looked up, he saw the snowflakes flying all over the sky. He glared: "isn't it September now?"

Wei Yan had no emotion on her face and rang the doorbell outside.

"In there, don't worry about anything. Just follow me." Some uneasy, he turned to Zheng Qu to know.

Zheng Quzhi's lips were purple with cold. After hearing the speech, he nodded, and even he was too lazy to say anything.

Creak -

when the door of the villa opens, a middle-aged man comes out. He looks at Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yan with some hostility and doubt in his voice: "who are you?"

"It's too snowy to stay." Wei Yan is as cold as the outside world. He is obviously asking for help, but he is so righteous that he still needs to be beaten.

The middle-aged man heard the words, scolded and yelled at him to close the door and scolded: "what night can I borrow! This is not a hotel! Go away, go away

Zheng Quzhi was very tangled and was thinking about whether to say a few words when the door was pushed open again.

"Are you going to stay?" Inside the door, a thin man appeared. He was very dark, with many wrinkles on his face, much like the workers in the construction site. When he spoke, he showed his teeth, but he flashed in front of his eyes.

There are six gold teeth in those two rows of teeth.

A living upstart, but he was honest and honest, beckoning people in: "it's snowing outside, how can you wear so little? Come in quickly

Thank you very much Wei Yan nodded and went straight in without hesitation.

Zheng Quzhi quickly followed him.

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