Because it was raining outside, Feng Jin didn't go outside, and only walked around the villa.

"Mr. Feng, what's wrong?" Seeing Feng Jin's gloomy look, the old man's heart pounded.

The light was too dark last night, so he didn't look at the young man carefully, he just thought he was a nice-looking man with a relatively indifferent personality.

But this morning he realized that this young man didn't seem like a kind person, and he didn't know if it was right for him to come here.

"Has any of you gone missing recently?" Feng Jin stared warningly at Shi Sheng who was standing behind the old man, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"No." The old man replied quickly, "There are only a few people in the villa, and no one is missing. Why is Mr. Feng asking this?"

The old man looked at Feng Jin a little strangely, what does Mr.'s illness have to do with whether anyone is missing?

"Ask him if anyone has left." Shi Sheng reminded Feng Jin from behind.

Feng Jin stared at her indifferently, "Did anyone leave the villa after Zimmer fell ill?"

The old man sighed, "Why not, everyone was afraid when something like this happened, and four people left in total."

At the end, the old man added, "The last person to leave was yesterday morning."

Feng Jin nodded, "Tell the servants not to come out at night, no matter what they hear."

The next few words, Feng Jin, increased the volume.

The old man nodded half-understood, asked about Zimmer's situation, and then left to make arrangements.

"Is there any hope for Zimmer?" The man looked like he would not live long.

Feng Jin was silent for a while, then said: "Yes."

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows.

"Well... can you see her too?" An Su stood behind a pillar, only half of her body was exposed.

Feng Jin knew about An Su, and he knew about everyone related to Nalan Ying.

He ignored her and went upstairs directly, Shi Sheng floated up with him, An Su stood there and touched his nose in embarrassment.

I don't know why she always thinks that female ghost is a bit cute...

It's not that she looks cute, but that she has a cute personality. Of course, she is also pretty good-looking.

The man didn't see it, but she did. She stood behind the housekeeper and drew a bastard on his back.

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At noon, Shi Sheng saw the woman from last night.

Dressed up very dignifiedly, sitting at the dining table to eat, An Su was sitting on her right hand, talking to her.

The woman's voice was soft and gentle, not at all like the woman who screamed and collapsed in fright last night.

When Sheng Sheng floated across from them, An Su's face changed when he saw her.

"I've been here all the time recently, and no one talks to me. Thanks to the rain, Ms. An can accompany me here to relieve my boredom... Ms. An? Why is your face suddenly so ugly? Is there something wrong?"

An Su came back to her senses and hurriedly shook her head, "It's okay, maybe it's a little cold."

The woman looked outside and nodded approvingly, "It's a bit cold, and I still have some new clothes that I haven't worn. Miss An, if you don't mind, just let it go."

"How can you dislike..." An Su looked at Shi Sheng from the corner of her eye while talking to the woman.

She watched as Shi Sheng reached out to stand up the fork on the table.

She blinked at her vigorously, but Shi Sheng moved the fork towards the woman as if she didn't see it.

As soon as the woman looked back, she saw a fork moving out of nowhere on the table.

"Ah!" The woman stood up abruptly, the chair fell to the ground, and she backed away with a terrified expression, "Don't look for me, it's not me...it's not me..."

"Mrs. Qi." An Su called out.

But the woman seemed to be frightened, turned her head and ran upstairs, and the servant who came rushed to catch up.

"Miss An, what happened?" the old man asked An Su with a good attitude, but there was doubt in his eyes.

An Su subconsciously looked at Shi Sheng, Shi Sheng was still sitting in the previous position, but had put down the fork.

"Miss An?" The old man followed An Su's line of sight, and there was nothing there.

"Just now... I was chatting with Mrs. Qi. I don't know what Mrs. Qi saw, and suddenly she screamed."

An Su concealed Shi Sheng's scaring Mrs. Qi. Although she didn't know why she did that, she felt that she didn't want to harm Mrs. Qi.

After the old man comforted An Su with a few words, he chased him upstairs, and Shi Sheng got up. When passing by An Su, he left a sentence, "If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

An Su really wanted to answer her, isn't she a ghost?

Mrs. Qi didn't offend her either. What was she doing to scare people?

But An Su didn't have the courage to ask.

She went upstairs alone, Shi Sheng's words kept echoing in her mind.

After entering the room, she suddenly felt a chill on her back, the cold rushed from her back to her scalp, her hairs stood on end, and she shivered involuntarily.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if she had been isolated into another space.

There seems to be a pair of cold hands moving up slowly behind the back, shoulders, neck...

"Nalan Ying, stop playing." An Su thought it was Nalan Ying.

No one responded to her, and her neck was pinched by cold hands.

Not Nalan Ying!

These five words flashed through An Su's mind, but it was too late, her neck was slammed, blocking the air from entering her lungs, and a hard object as cold as ice was pressed against her back.

"Ugh..." An Su struggled violently, but the person pinching her behind her was so strong that she couldn't break free at all.

An Su was extremely cold, the pain caused by suffocation, her eyes were bloodshot, and her vision gradually blurred.

"Feng Jin...I don't want to eat this..."

An Su heard Shi Sheng's voice in a daze, and then she passed out.

When she woke up again, not only Shi Sheng was there, but also the housekeeper and the man named Feng Jin were there.

"Miss An is awake?" The old man handed over a glass of water quickly, and asked with some doubts: "Why is Miss An fainted in the room?"

"I..." An Su opened her mouth, looked at Shi Sheng who was floating at the end of her bed, and murmured, "I may have encountered a ghost."

The one who strangled her neck was definitely a ghost.

But she was sure it wasn't the female ghost floating in front of her at this time, that ghost...had a very strange smell.

The old man's face changed instantly, and his tone became very severe, "Miss An, don't talk nonsense, where did we come from here?"

"Uncle housekeeper, to be honest, I have yin and yang eyes, and I can see ghosts." An Su smiled wryly. If possible, she didn't want this ability.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If she couldn't see anything, how could she be like this, and she would be worried all day long, for fear that when she turned around, she would see a ghost standing behind her.

The old man didn't know if he was shocked by the news, or what, he just stared at An Su from Ziai, and didn't respond for a while.

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