The master of metaphysics held a live broadcast, and his fortune telling was so accurate that he bec

After the old village chief finished the phone call, he smiled at Wan Qiang in an awkward manner, "Master, I have notified everyone and they will be here soon."

Wan Qiang looked at the old village chief with confusion and asked him, "What are you doing here? Go to the ghost house."

The old village chief was stunned, then asked cautiously: "Then I'll call them again?"

Wanqiang: "Okay!"

Old village chief: "..."

Can't you be a little more polite?

These wise men are really...

However, the complaints in his heart were complaints, and the old village chief actually picked up the elderly phone again and made a call again to relay Wan Qiang's meaning.

...

Half an hour later, Wan Qiang, Bo Sisi and the old village chief and a group of more than 30 people appeared outside the haunted house.

At this time, the haunted house is no longer invisible, so everyone can see it.

Seeing the gloomy house and the green will-o'-the-wisp in the house, the old village chief and his group of about thirty people all turned pale.

Well, I was scared.

The older generation in the village all knew what they were doing, but no one had ever seen this haunted house with their own eyes, and they seemed to be living a life of concealment.

At this moment, when that haunted house appeared so clearly in everyone's eyes, their trick of deceiving themselves and others was completely unworkable.

Those bloody pasts and cruel memories have all awakened.

They...are all murderers.

And everything in that haunted house that looks frightening is the victim.

It's just...everything has been reversed.

"Master, you asked the old village chief to call us all over. What are you going to do?"

"Master, I am only an insider and not involved in what the elders in my family do."

"Grandmaster……"

"..."

Those people talked incoherently to Wanqiang.

Xiong Da Xiong Er also saw their grandfathers from the crowd at this moment, and then their faces suddenly turned pale...

Are they involved too?

In other words, everything they have had over the years is actually based on the pain of the victims in the haunted house?

Xiong Daxiong Er’s profession is the police.

Police.

Serve the people.

Thinking that their ancestors had done such things, they all tacitly felt that they were not worthy of wearing these clothes.

Wearing this kind of clothes will discredit people in this profession.

After looking at each other, they both took off their clothes and hats, folded them neatly and placed them on the car seat aside.

Then, one after another, they said:

"If an elder in the family does something like that, Xiong Da doesn't deserve to wear these clothes anymore."

"Xiong Er prides himself on being a man of great righteousness, but he didn't expect that he is the descendant of the perpetrator. I am not worthy of wearing this clothes."

As the two of them finished speaking, their grandfather was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Asshole, what are you doing?"

"What does the matter about our ancestors have to do with you? If you want a good iron job, don't be stupid."

The old village chief couldn't see this either, and shouted anxiously to Xiong Daxiong Er: "Who in the ten miles and eight villages doesn't know what you are like? No matter how many things happened in the village in the past, it has nothing to do with you, so don't mess around. "

The others also advised: "Xiong Daxiong Er, don't be willful, hurry up..."

Before they could finish speaking, Xiong Da Xiong Er said in unison, "I have made up my mind!"

The old village chief and others wanted to say something more and continued to persuade Xiong Daxiong Er. Wan Qiang had already cleared her throat and said slowly: "If the resentful spirits in the ghost house cannot accept your confession, this matter will not be solved."

Everyone was shocked!

"They are all dead and have become wraiths. How can there be any sense left?"

"Even if we repent, they don't understand."

"Yes, Master, you can't let us pay with our lives..."

"Master, you..."

"..."

There are different opinions!

Wan Qiang glanced at the faces of the descendants of the perpetrators one by one, and sighed softly, "Your time has come. Whether you repent actively or repent passively, and cost the lives of the whole family, it is your choice."

The meaning is self-evident!

Wanqiang's current international reputation is also well-known.

Every word she said could never be adulterated.

Should he sacrifice himself so that the whole family can be safe, or should he be greedy for life and fear death and lose the lives of the whole family? Anyone with a normal mind will know what to choose!

"Master Wan, I am willing." The old village chief was the first to stand up.

The old village chief has gray hair and a sad look on his face, but his eyes are bright and firm!

In this way, he infected other people who were still hesitating.

In just a moment, they all said in unison, "I do!"

The voices of more than thirty people mixed together and were very loud.

When Xiong Daxiong and Er Xiong heard this, their expressions changed. They stepped forward and knelt in front of Wan Qiang, "Master Wan, my grandfather is old. If you really need to repent and lose your life, I am willing to do it for you." .”

Wan Qiang stared at Xiong Da Xiong Er and was about to speak when their grandfathers gave them a loud slap in the face each.

"How can you die for an old man like me when you are so young and still have a great life?"

"A man should stand upright and be worthy of being born into this world. I don't want you to do it for me. I'm old and tired of living long ago."

As the two old men finished speaking, Wan Qiang also spoke, "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. No matter what, it won't be your turn, so don't cause trouble."

"Sisi, look at them."

As Wan Qiang spoke, she threw out two amulets to immobilize Xiong Da Xiong Er.

Leaving Bo Sisi to watch them from the spot, he led the old village chief and others to the ghost house.

Xiong Daxiong Er was so angry that his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Master Wan, don't do it."

"Master Wan..."

"..."

It's a pity that no one pays attention to them.

Even Bo Sisi was quite impatient and took two pieces of cloth from somewhere and blocked their mouths.

After their mouths were gagged and they stopped talking, she took out her ears and said, "I asked you to quarrel, but you can't quarrel now, right? That's right!"

...

When Wan Qiang and his group of thirty or forty people walked into the haunted house, they were immediately greeted by an indescribable and surging gloomy atmosphere.

At the same time, the door to the haunted house was closed, and all kinds of eerie laughter began to come from all around.

Men, women, old people, children...even babies crying.

The various sounds mixed together were very scary.

Except for Wanqiang, everyone else was trembling, and some even peed in fear.

The smell of urine is really pungent.

Wan Qiang raised her hand in disgust and waved it in a rather cold tone, "If you dare to do something, you dare to do it. Are you scared to death? It's not embarrassing."