divorce?Think beautifully!

It turned out that the piece of land that Chu Jiao and Chu Mingkun wanted to take was here.

Chu Heng's eyes flickered, and they were a little dignified.

If he remembered correctly, according to his investigation, this piece of land here is the home of the female doctor that was rumored back then.

That is--

Chu Heng squinted his eyes, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Chu Jiao told him about the general plan. This place must be taken down. It is an excellent location. Now all parties are vying for it. If the Chu family wins it, the performance of this year will definitely surpass the peers.

"What are you thinking?"

Zhuang Zihao tilted his head with a smile in his tone.

"Think about a good deal," Chu Heng curled his lips and stared into the distance, "My elder sister wants to pull me into a coolie. If it works out, the reward will be generous. After thinking about it for a while, I feel... It's a good deal."

The two slowly walked through the streets, and Zhuang Zihao suddenly stopped, "Let me show you the way. If you really want to remove all the nail houses in this area, at least one person must nod."

"Ok?"

Chu Heng became interested: "Who are you talking about?"

Zhuang Zihao patted him, and pointed to the end of the alley in front of the two of them, "There is a small yard over there, and when you enter, you will find a western-style villa from the last century, and a disfigured old lady lives in it."

"Who is she?" Chu Heng was so curious when he heard it, he walked inside regardless of 21, "Someone like the village chief? A respected elder in this area?"

Zhuang Zihao laughed out loud, but his answer was ambiguous: "Maybe—"

The alley still looks simple and unsophisticated, Qingshiban Street, the surrounding gaps are covered with moss, and it is a little slippery to step on.

The more you walk in, the more you can smell the rich aroma of wine. Before Zhuang Zihao had time to remind him, Chu Heng ran in, "Hey, it smells so good!"

He patted the gate of the fence, probed his head, and tentatively shouted: "Is anyone there?"

Zhuang Zihao followed, frowning, inexplicably feeling cold all over his body, as if... was stared at by a pair of eyes, gloomy.

This place...he had set foot before, but he returned without success. After returning, he suffered a serious illness, which was very strange.

"Xiaoheng!" Zhuang Zihao spoke suddenly, calling out, "Be careful, don't touch anything here casually."

Chu Heng turned around in surprise: "Huh? What do you mean? What's wrong?"

He is still hanging on the railing like a monkey!

"Did you forget?" Zhuang Zihao pursed his lips, his voice was tight and pointed, "This place...was an epidemic area more than ten years ago, and it was gradually abandoned later, but the plague used to be rampant. At that time, the local area was enclosed and sealed off, and all the sick people were sent here, isolated, and left to fend for themselves.”

Later, a special drug was developed, which saved them. If the female doctor hadn't developed an effective drug, everyone would have died here.

This place will become a hell on earth, wrapped in bones.

"Ouch..." Chu Heng just remembered what was going on, jumped up in fright, and moved away from the railing. Unexpectedly, because of too much movement, the thing he was wearing around his neck was thrown out and hit the railing , making a crisp sound.

"You, you, you...you don't scare me, can you? There is no one around here, and my goosebumps are coming out, hiss..."