Chapter 742 Heavenly Master, Don't Accept Me
Everything was calm and calm, nothing happened.

Yang Qian, who was still a little nervous, also slowly fell asleep.

In a daze, Yang Qian felt as if he had a dream.

In the dream, Zhuang Lianyan appeared in front of his eyes, strangled his neck fiercely, and wanted to kill him.

Yang Qian woke up screaming, wiped the sweat from his brow, looked around the quiet room by the moonlight, and was about to lie down again, when a pale female ghost suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Are you awake? Yang Qian..." At the same time as the female ghost approached Yang Qian, Yang Qian felt a chilly breath blowing towards his face.

Thinking that he was still in front of the camera, Yang Qian suppressed the fear in his heart, and groped to take out the amulet given by the master around his neck. Unexpectedly, the female ghost was not even half afraid.

With a light dusting, the amulet in his hand immediately turned into a puff of smoke, and the next second, the female ghost's normal face twisted instantly.

The eyeballs drooped from the eye sockets, the nose began to sag, and blood dripped from the back of the head to the ground.

"You are Yang Qian, right..." The female ghost approached Yang Qian again, "It was you who forcibly demolished my factory, occupied my land, and killed me and my father..."

Yang Qian really wanted to scream and run away, but he was enveloped in great fear. Apart from staring wide-eyed and sweating, he couldn't pronounce a word.

Seeing that Yang Qian didn't speak, the female ghost approached Yang Qian again with that terrifying face on her face.

The distance between the two was less than an inch, and Yang Qian finally screamed, rolled off the bed, and stepped back again and again.

"I don't know you, don't look for me!!"

"I do not know you!"

The female ghost seemed unaware of Yang Qian's fear, he floated towards Yang Qian inch by inch, stretched out his thin arms and pointed nails towards Yang Qian.

In desperation, Yang Qian quickly picked up a vase and threw it at the female ghost, but without accident, the vase passed through the female ghost's body and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Don't come here!" Yang Qian stepped back, hurriedly opened the locked door, and rushed out.

He could even feel the chilly breath brought by the ghost behind him, but after a few steps, two extremely familiar faces appeared in front of his eyes.

Those two faces were pale, their eyes turned upwards, and they stuck out their long tongues. They looked at Yang Qian, who were the two subordinates who were killed by the master before.

"What are you two trying to do?!" He could only stagger back, but when he turned around, the female ghost had already blocked his way.

"We just want to live well, why can't we?" Two male ghosts in suits looked at Yang Qian with resentment on their faces, "Did we do something to apologize to Mr. Yang?"

Yang Qian waved his hands again and again, "It has nothing to do with me, don't look for me, the one who killed you is obviously a master, don't look for me, I don't know anything!"

"Why don't you know? Didn't you find someone to throw our bodies to the back mountain?" They stretched out their hands to pinch Yang Qian's neck, Yang Qian screamed, and quickly ran back with his head in his arms.

The female ghost behind him disappeared, but replaced with a face he was very familiar with, Zhuang Lianyan!

Zhuang Lianyan floated beside him, calling out to him, "Yang Qian, Yang Qian...why are you treating me like that?"

"Yang Qian..."

"Don't blame me! Don't blame me! Why are you all looking for me!"

(End of this chapter)

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