"Click!"

The sound of the door lock sounded, very crisp, with a hint of coldness, like a thorny ferocious worm, penetrating the eardrum and burrowing into the human heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The octopus's body shuddered violently at this sound, and the tiny hairs suddenly stood upside down, causing goosebumps.

"It's open......"

Meng Fan smiled, whispered, and pushed open the glass door that had hanged the person, and a strong smell of incense came to his face......

"Be careful......

The octopus followed closely behind, and as he walked through the glass door, he looked up at the door frame...... I couldn't help but think of what the old lady had just said, and a terrifying dead face appeared in front of her eyes, dangling ...... From her back, a chill surged up in an instant, and she quickly withdrew her gaze and followed Meng Fan.

After entering the door, there is a huge living room, the walls are covered with rich wallpaper, and some sofas, tables and chairs have long been removed, and replaced by a mourning hall that has been arranged for a long time......

The mourning hall is located in the center of the living room, and it is decorated with flowers, but the atmosphere is solemn and solemn...... In the middle of the mourning hall, there is a portrait of about 20 inches, it is a young woman, with a delicate face, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and a soft smile......

The frame of the statue is decorated with a black ribbon, and a large word "Lay" is written directly above, which means that the living remember the deceased.

In front of the mourning hall, there is also an offering table, which is spread with a white cloth, on which are placed four plates of fruit and three plates of pastries, as if waiting for the deceased to come and eat...... In addition, there is also a very delicate white marble incense burner, the incense burner is lit with sandalwood, and the smoke rises and spreads...... A pair of candles burned on either side of the incense burner, the light of the flame faltering, light and dark, shining on the diffuse smoke, and the shape changed with the air current, shining with an incomprehensible and eerie atmosphere......

The octopus hid behind Mengfan, revealing two clear beautiful eyes, glanced at the mourning hall, stared at the remains for a moment, and then stopped on the morgue in front of the mourning hall, his expression changed slightly......

I saw eight flower baskets around the mortuary, and a white cloth was covered on it, outlining the shape of a corpse, with undulating lines, and it could be seen that the figure of this corpse must have been very enchanting.

At this time, the octopus suddenly noticed that Meng Fan was walking towards the morgue, and was about to reach out to lift the white cloth on the corpse, she hurriedly asked, "Brother Niu Ba, what are you going to do?!"

Although she knew that his name was Meng Fan, she still liked Niu Ba, a name that could bring her memories.

"Anyway, it's haunted, so let's see what a real person looks like, and if it's not the same as in the photo, it's not good if you can't recognize it when it's haunted. ”

As Meng Fan spoke, he lifted the white cloth and saw the face of the female corpse, with pale skin and bright red lips, which should have been put on by the mortuary, no different from the portrait, and covered the white cloth again.

"Whew-"

The octopus let out a long breath, and she didn't know what was going on, but the moment the white cloth was lifted, she was a little nervous.

Actually, she followed Zhang San and saw a lot of ghosts, and if she saw the ghost directly, she wouldn't be too afraid.

But the current situation is a little different, knowing that this female corpse is haunted, but it hasn't made a fuss yet, it's like a sword hanging over her head, I don't know when it will fall...... The process is somewhat torturous.

"Octopus, stay here, I'll check the environment. ”

After checking the female corpse, there was no problem, Meng Fan took the key from the octopus as he spoke, and walked towards the back of the mourning hall, and the octopus followed without hesitation: "I, I'll go with you too!"

Meng Fan glanced at the octopus, saw that she looked cowardly, her fiery and pungent temperament was gone, but she looked like a little girl next door, smiled, and did not refuse, let her follow.

The building has three floors, and the decoration is extremely luxurious, and the two of them first walked around on the first floor, the sound of footsteps echoing in the empty corridors, and they could hear each other's breathing...... There are several oil paintings hanging on the wall, the colors are rich and full, and the light shines on them, and then diffusely reflects, reflecting on the faces of the two, which seems a little quiet and mysterious.

Because there were no outsiders in the whole building, Meng Fan simply opened the closed doors...... Every room was cleaned and spotless, and there was nothing wrong with it, but there was a lot of smoke missing, and it was a little cold......

Then they went to the second and third floors, and finally found a room on the third floor, according to the pictures placed on the desk, as well as the clothes in the closet, all kinds of ornaments...... It can be judged that this room belongs to the woman named Ayu.

The room is a suite, with a bathroom, more than 20 square meters, and it was quickly checked, and there was nothing abnormal.

At this time, Meng Fan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and the light on the mobile phone screen shone from bottom to top, making his face pale: "It's not early, in order to find out the reason for the haunting, someone has to stay in this room tonight...... But this room is for women......"

"Y-What do you think I'm doing...... I don't sleep here. Seeing Meng Fan looking at her with a strange expression, Octopus took two steps back, "Why don't we go to the second floor and stay!"

There is a mourning hall on the first floor, and there is this young lady's bedroom on the third floor, and the octopus always feels that it will be relatively safe on the second floor.

Meng Fan pursed his lips and smiled: "We're not here for vacation, we're here to make money, so naturally there's something weird there, so we stay there...... Besides, it's the first time I've lived in such a luxurious villa, and it's a bit of a waste not to enjoy it here. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the large bed, patted the soft quilt, and lay down on his back...... There is a delicate crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling, which is brilliant and beautiful.

"Okay, there's still some time until midnight, I'm going to rest for a while, you can find a room to sleep in. Meng Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you here...... It's not easy for me to take off my clothes. ”

"I, I...... You...... Do you want to take off your clothes?" the octopus asked in amazement, thinking that this kid's nerves were too big, right, this place is haunted...... She still likes the domineering Mengniu bully.

"I've had a busy day today, and I want to take a hot shower!"

Meng Fan saw that the octopus was still standing stupidly in place, so he made a gesture to take off his clothes, and the octopus hurriedly turned around, clenched a pair of pink fists in front of his chest, and looked like he was cheering himself up, and then walked out......

"The life of the rich...... That's good. ”

Seeing that the octopus was gone, Meng Fan took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, the hot water quickly flowed out, and the mist also steamed, and the large mirror in the bathroom quickly covered a layer of mist, revealing a deep taste.

"Those things...... What the hell is going on?" Meng Fan finished taking a shower and was standing in front of the mirror, wiping his body with a dry towel, recalling what the old lady had said, "She seems to be deliberately avoiding this question, has something happened to this family...... Looking at her spitting out, if she asked at the time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have said it......"

When he thought about this, he subconsciously used his fingertips to draw a question mark on the mist on the mirror, and the lines were clear and soft, as if he was drawing another world......

"This thing...... You'll always know. ”

Muttering to himself, he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel......

But just as he turned to leave, suddenly from the other side of the mirror, a finger also stretched out, that finger was pale and slender, lightly touched the mirror, and slowly depicted the question mark......

Immediately, a bleeding woman's face appeared on the mirror covered with mist, her eyes rolling, looking out of the bathroom door, and smiling...... (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )