As the door was pushed open, a foul stench hit and there was a crackling sound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Zeng Yifan felt something roll to his feet, and when he looked down, there were two empty Coke bottles, and some brown liquid flowed out of them, staining a few drops on his shoes.

Subconsciously, Zeng Yifan took a step back and directly bumped into the confused Zhao Dapeng.

"Ahh Zhao Dapeng's feet were trampled on and he screamed.

"Ahh This louder exclamation was shouted by Lao Zhao.

"What's wrong?" Zeng Yifan hurriedly asked. Of course, it was asked by Lao Zhao. Zhao Dapeng is also drunk, what are you doing with such a tight relationship, you deserve to be stepped on, and you don't know.

"What's wrong? You stepped on my feet, ten fingers to the heart, ten fingers to the heart, do you understand? Zhao Dapeng was indignant at Zeng Yifan's ignorance.

Lao Zhao was trembling at the moment, like a sieve sifting chaff, pointing to the room and saying, "Yes...... Ghosts! As he spoke, he hid behind Zeng Yifan.

What's the situation? Why do ghosts keep themselves in the way? Zeng Yifan sweated. In broad daylight, this ghost is too bold. However, this stench is really bad, even the garbage bin is not this smell, what is in the house?

Due to Lao Zhao's retreat, the door that was originally opened slowly closed with a "babbling".

Zeng Yifan could only kick the door vigorously with his foot to make it reopen.

This kick was only heard with a "snap", followed by a rustling, a large pile of garbage scattered from behind the door, and an even stronger stench accompanied by the dust that was raised.

Faced with this stench and dust, Zeng Yifan couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

When there was no sound, Zeng Yifan looked inside the house again and took a general look at the situation in the entire living room.

The villas in the Rose Garden are all hardcover and delivered, including hard decoration, bathroom, kitchen, etc., but the furniture and electrical appliances are added by the owners themselves.

The living room in front of me is two stories high, the wall is decorated with a wall cloth of golden flowers, the antique cultural stone used in the TV background wall, the concave and convex texture is quite atmospheric, and a European-style crystal chandelier with a diameter of about two meters is hung in the middle. An escalator with a crystal handrail spirals up against the TV backdrop.

In stark contrast to the luxurious hard furnishings, there is an old three-person solid wood sofa in the living room, and a simple folding square table. The solid wood sofa has been around for quite a few years, and most of the sofa legs have been broken.

The folding table, like the floor, is full of garbage, mostly instant noodle bowls, disposable lunch boxes, drink bottles, and the like.

"Master Zhao, what did you just say you saw?" Zeng Yifan turned around and asked.

The room was indeed full of garbage, except for the smell that was a little unpleasant, but it was nothing unusual.

"That'...... That window, there was a ghost just now......" Lao Zhao trembled and pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the living room.

Looking in the direction of Lao Zhao's finger, on the right side of the living room, there are floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the whole side, and the temporary floral curtains have been hung with several hooks that have fallen off. About a window opened a few cracks, and the wind blew in, and the curtains swayed.

"It's just that the curtains are blown by the wind, nothing." Zeng Yifan comforted.

"Just now...... Yes...... There is a shadow, swishing past...... "Lao Zhao is still shocked.

"What the hell is wrong with this house?" Zeng Yifan felt that Lao Zhao's state was definitely wrong, and he wanted to speak at the police station just now, as if he heard something about "corpse".

Lao Zhao did not hide this. He invited Zeng Yifan over to let him see what was wrong with the house. After all, he is still preparing this house for his son to be a wedding room.

It doesn't matter if it's garbage, it's good to tidy it up, but the key is that there are human lives. It is said that the house of the dead is the house of the murderer.

Speaking of which, because he was embarrassed to refuse Chen Jianguo's half-sold and half-given house, he also had the idea of being cheap, so Lao Zhao took the key to see the house before six o'clock.

According to Chen Jianguo, the house was vacant for a few months after it was acquired, and then it was rented to a couple at the vocational and technical college next door. The boy was more generous and paid a year's rent at once. Therefore, in the past six months, Chen Jianguo has never come to the villa as a landlord.

Lao Zhao had just entered the villa before, and he was also startled by this large pile of garbage. It is said that today's young people don't like to tidy up their rooms, and they won't mess up like this.

shouted several times and no one responded, so Lao Zhao went up to the second floor.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom on the second floor, the scene in front of him almost made Lao Zhao paralyzed in fright. A woman in pajamas was lying on her back on the bed, her face and body swollen and blackened, apparently dead for days.

Lao Zhao immediately called the police. The police came to check the body and also confirmed the identity of the deceased, a sophomore at the vocational and technical college next door, who took a two-week leave from the school, saying that there was an emergency at home.

Obviously, in fact, the girl did not go home, but stayed in the rented villa. So he died for several days and no one knew.

When the police made a record for Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao learned that this villa was in his own name from beginning to end. In other words, when Chen Jianguo purchased this villa, he used Zhao Dejiang's identity information. Now that the house is being sold to him, there is no need to even go through the transfer procedures.

Lao Zhao, who was loyal to the Lord, concealed it for Chen Jianguo when the police asked about relevant matters. I only said that I didn't ask the other party's identity when I rented it. Fortunately, the police don't care about how Lao Zhao bought the house, how much it cost and when. Especially after the autopsy ruled out that he was killed, Lao Zhao was fined and sent back.

When he paid the fine, he also met Zhao Dapeng to get his mobile phone back. At that time, Lao Zhao was thinking in his heart that he had to find a master to look at feng shui. If it weren't for bad feng shui, how could there be dead people in the house.

"There's someone dead in this house?!" Zhao Dapeng, who realized it later, did not exclaim until Lao Zhao finished talking about the cause and effect.

"Dapeng, are you sick, your face is a little wrong." Lao Zhao suddenly asked when he looked at Zhao Dapeng.

"No, I'm just too sleepy, I tossed for a night last night, and I wanted to catch up on sleep in the morning, but I found out that I lost my phone." Zhao Dapeng yawned in response.

He did feel very tired, his eyelids were fighting all the time, and his chest was still very tight.

"There is definitely a feng shui problem with this house, I just want to vomit when I stay here." Zhao Dapeng said gloomily and patted his chest.

"You've been tossing and turning for a night, and you guess you're pregnant." Zeng Yifan said sarcastically. Looking at this girl's complexion, it is estimated that she will have a serious cold. It's hard to say that there was a wind when it snapped, it was really lustful, and it deserved it!

"It's impossible, Xuanxuan didn't let me touch it, how could I get pregnant!" As soon as Zhao Dapeng heard "pregnant", he hurriedly clarified.

Zheng Zixuan was worried about pregnancy for a night, and then the door was locked and there was no set, so she was depressed and didn't do anything for a night, so she naturally couldn't sleep well. So to talk about pregnancy now is simply to expose people's scars.

Belch! Zeng Yifan was a little speechless. This girl won't burn up now, she will speak muddily, or her joke is too cold.

"Master, I am going to use this villa as a wedding room for my son, so the feng shui aspect is ......" Lao Zhao looked at Zeng Yifan with a sincere face.

"I'll try, go upstairs first."

"Go up, I'm going to sleep in the car for a while." Zhao Dapeng said and turned around and walked out. The smell in this room was unbearable, and I had a splitting headache.