"My room, it's all your pictures. I know where you live, every morning, go outside your house, rummage through your garbage cans, pick up your garbage, that's the biggest and biggest pleasure in my life, and it's the only and ultimate pleasure. Your used toilet paper, your used sanitary napkins, your used plastic bags, your old clothes that you throw away... These are my treasures! I will pick up the leftovers and bones you have eaten, taste them slowly, and eat them bite by bite, it is the taste of happiness..."

"Damn, what a pervert! This guy is a pervert!" Ye Chen's scalp tingled when he heard it. "But then again, Yanan, this guy really loved you when he was alive. Hey~~ If you don't really like it, who wants to be a licking dog!"

"Master, don't say it! disgusting! disgusting me!" Xia Yanan couldn't help but wow and vomited.

At the same time, she was really, really scared, and she didn't expect that in the past three years, she has been followed, stalked, and secretly photographed by a pervert.

It's horrible!

The ghost continued to speak miserably. "But I... But before I was alive, I was too cowardly, Yanan, I didn't dare to confess to you, I didn't even dare to appear in front of you, you are so perfect, so beautiful, so rich, I am just a small guy with low self-esteem, I am just a small character in life... A month ago, I was riding a battery bike to work and was crushed by a big truck... I've become a ghost, but I can't forget you, I can't let you go, I have to pester you... I'll keep pestering you... I won't let you fall in love, I won't let you get married, you are mine! You are mine! I can't get you when I'm alive, and when I die, I'm going to get you! Yanan, you're mine!"

The ghost, let out a hysterical scream, bared its teeth and grinned, and the blood in its mouth spurted and splashed all over the ground.

It's chilling.

"Okay!" Ye Chen suddenly said loudly. "You're done, aren't you? If you're done, then it's my turn. ”

"Huh?" the ghost looked at Ye Chen in amazement.

"You're a piece of trash. Ye Chen scoffed at the ghost. "Whether you are alive or after death, you are a trivial and worthless piece of garbage. There is no doubt about that. So, today you are not the protagonist at all. Uh- at best, you're just a trick. ”

Saying that, Ye Chen looked around with a strange look, "Yanan, did you rent this house through an intermediary company?"

"Uh-huh. Xia Yanan vomited for a while, which was much better, "Yes." I asked my secretary Xiaohong to rent it for me, and the contract was also signed between her and the agency. ”

"Then I suggest that you go and dismiss that secretary Xiaohong tomorrow, and then go to the intermediary company and ask for compensation. Ye Chen said very, very seriously.

"???" Xia Yanan looked confused.

"Normally, we would call the house where someone had died as a murderous house. Ye Chen's eyes shrank slightly, "The meaning of horizontal death refers to death in an accident, suicide, homicide, and so on." People who die in this way, because their longevity is not over, will die very unwillingly, and after death, the ghost will not disperse, and the resentment will soar to the sky, turning into a powerful ghost. ”

"Yanan, do you remember the black cats we saw downstairs just now? Their eyes are all bright green, extremely terrifying, not only not afraid of people, but also full of aggression, and they also overflow with ghost-like yin energy. At that time, I suspected that those cats were not ordinary cats, nor crazy cats, but cats that had sucked yin qi, but I was not very sure. If my guess is correct, it means that in this elevator apartment, there is yin qi and the existence of powerful ghosts!"

"Later, when I entered this house, I felt a lifeless smell. Moreover, the house is so clean and clean. It's as if someone is cleaning every day. In this case, either the agency or the homeowner will send someone to clean it every day. Either that or - there are other things cleaning the room. In fact, it is better to be dirty in a house that has been uninhabited for a long time, such as cobwebs everywhere, a lot of dust, and even a swarm of cockroaches and mice... This kind of dirty, from another point of view, is 'clean'~~"

"Just now, I went to the penthouse garden to see it - honeysuckle, sunflowers, geraniums, spring every day...... These are very easy plants to feed in the summer, they like the sun, and they don't need special care to bloom luxuriantly. However, in the garden on the top floor, almost all of these plants are about to wither, and the leaves are yellow. On the contrary, the pothos in the garden grows very well, and folklore says that there are seven ghosts on a pothos tree, which means that raising this plant at home will attract ghosts - everything shows that this house is not clean and has yin!"

"Later, the phone rang suddenly, there was the sound of marbles rolling on the ceiling, and the time of the three of us became uncertain... When I saw this knocker, I found that its power was very weak and weak, and it was not enough to form such a big disturbance. ”

"Big... Guru... You... What do you mean to say... This... This house... Be... Is it a murderous house?" Xia Yanan murmured with trembling teeth.

"So-" Ye Chen stood up and blocked Xia Yanan behind him. "Today, the real protagonist is not you, the garbage knocker. Hehehe, I just checked on the Internet, this community, this elevator apartment, room 128, more than a year ago, there was a fire, at that time, the male owner of the house was burned alive in the house. His name is 'Lu Rui' - after that, the hostess of this house handed over the house to the real estate agency. A few months ago, a couple rented this suite, but a week later, they both chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building - this house is actually a standard murder house!"

"Lu Rui, am I wrong?" Ye Chen suddenly asked.

The next second-

"Truly... Yo, you're all right... ......"

A hoarse and playful voice sounded in the room, erratic.

Impressively!

An arm that had been burned black and charred with flesh and skin climbed up the shoulder of the knocker.

And then, slowly, slowly, slowly—

From behind the knocker, a head poked out. "Welcome, come to my house. ”

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