Longmai, he ran away with someone

"The anchor is now in this haunted house, trying to take risks. If you have any secrets you want to explore, you can tell them with gifts." Liu Wei said as he walked, and soon someone was throwing money at gifts, saying they wanted to see The master's bedroom.

Liu Xi took people upstairs, and Wang Zhongyun and Cui Yingying had already hid in the two bedrooms.

It was rare for Song Cheng to take the initiative to ask at this time: "What is Fengfeng thinking?"

But was stopped by Song Tianfeng.

Song Tianfeng patted Song Cheng's hand lightly as if soothing, and said in a leisurely tone, "Chengcheng, don't worry. These three ghosts are very cunning, and I feel something unusual. Don't be in a hurry to make a move yet. So as not to scare you away."

Song Cheng's face showed a little grievance: "Unfortunate, I am uncomfortable."

For some reason, Song Cheng became more sensitive to the existence of such ghosts.

Now he can feel the existence of ghosts with a radius of ten miles around him.The closer the distance, the greater the urge to destroy.

When Song Tianfeng discovered this, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.It is said that Song Cheng may be born to destroy ghosts.

"Why don't you go for a walk in the yard."

"I'll go after Fengfeng." Song Cheng was half a head taller than Song Tianfeng, so he put his chin on Song Tianfeng's shoulder in aggrieved manner.

Where Song Tianfeng couldn't see, there were golden threads flashing in his eyes, which were intricate.

Song Tianfeng felt that Song Cheng had the mentality of raising sons and grandchildren. Seeing this, he hesitated and made a decision: "There won't be any major incidents here for a while, so I'll go out with you for a walk."

If Yuan Zhengqi was here, he would definitely hug his thigh and cry bitterly: "Grandfather, you can't just leave without conscience and leave me here alone."

It's a pity that he is not here now, and he doesn't know the decision Song Tianfeng made, so he can't keep him.

In fact, the yin energy in the yard is also very heavy, not much lighter, but after all, the three ghosts have entered the house, so it makes the outside look better.

"It's also uncomfortable in this courtyard. There is a deep resentment, a sky-high resentment." Song Cheng rarely repeated a sentence twice, showing that the feeling is really deep.

Song Tianfeng said with some seriousness: "After all, he was tortured to death, so it's normal to have so much resentment." It's also because he feels sorry for them, so now they are satisfied with their tricks.

After standing in the yard for a long time, there were bursts of screams on the second floor.

Song Tianfeng raised his head abruptly: "Let's go, go up."

Playing is enough, this is the greatest kindness he can give to the three of them.

As soon as he rushed up the stairs, he saw a person rolling towards the stairs.

This person is not exactly Yuan Zhengqi, when he saw Song Tianfeng, a burst of shock came out of his eyes, and he flew over even faster.

"Help, grandpa grandpa! There is a ghost, I saw him just now, and he wants to kill us!" Yuan Zheng swallowed angrily, "See if he is choking my neck right behind me, I feel I can't breathe now, something is strangling my throat!"

Song Tianfeng: "...the hat on your clothes is hanging on the handle of the door panel. You will naturally feel that you can't breathe after rushing out so far."

Unable to look directly at such a stupid junior like himself, Song Tianfeng walked past him to the depths of the corridor.

The doors of several rooms automatically opened and closed without wind, making harsh noises, which made people feel very irritated, and there was a whistling cold wind blowing by their ears.

"Hee hee hee... come and play with me... play with me... hee hee..."

This is the voice of a child.

The children's laughter in such a gloomy environment really makes people's skin crawl.

He is smiling, he is calling to you.

After walking a few more steps, I could not only hear the voice of a child, but also a woman singing. No one could understand what the singing was, but it was full of deep sadness.

The women's singing and the children's laughter are mixed together, making people wish they could be deaf.

That's what Yuan Zhengqi thought.

Song Tianfeng narrowed his eyes: "This is playing tricks, and it's playing on me? One by one is quite courageous."

He raised his hand and was about to catch these two pretending ghosts, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It was still this villa, but it was tidy and clean. Some vases at the corners and the floral tablecloths on the table could tell that this home had been carefully arranged.

Song Tianfeng had some doubts, and stood quietly watching.

A man came back, it should be the host of the house, the hostess came out from the kitchen to meet him.

"Why did you leave work so early today? I didn't expect you to come back so early. I haven't even started cooking yet."

"It's the boss's birthday today, so why don't we get off work early. A friend will come over later, so you can cook more food."

"I see, but which friend is it?"

"You haven't seen him. I'll introduce him to you after he arrives. He's a friend I've known for many years."

The conversation ended here, the host went back to work in the study, and the hostess went into the kitchen to cook.

The scene changes suddenly accelerated, and when it stopped again, there was already an extra person in the room.

The food on the table had already been used. It was obvious that after dinner, the children were playing in the yard, leaving only the hostess who cleaned the table and the strange man.

Strange man: "How old is sister-in-law? She looks young and beautiful."

Hostess: "I'm not young anymore, my hair has grown white."

"Sister-in-law is really good at joking. You are only 27 at most now, and you will grow gray hair if you are less than 30."

They were chatting, and the hostess was cleaning the dining table, but she didn't see the strange man behind her. She carefully looked at every place in the villa with her eyes, and when her eyes finally fell on her, she revealed a sinister look.

This strange man stayed in the villa that night, and he lived in the guest room.

After nightfall, the lights in the villa were turned off one by one, and everyone fell into a deep sleep.

But at this moment, the door of the strange man's room was opened.

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