Inside the "Orchid" box.

Zong Shaotang looked at the strange woman in front of him suspiciously, her aura could not be ignored, and she was obviously not an opponent of the same level as Chen Yiyi.

Who is it? There is even a hint of indescribable familiarity in the strangeness.

Han Meizhi picked up the tea in front of her, took a sip, and said hoarsely: "Yes, authentic big red robe." ”

Zong Shaotang said unhappily: "Who are you?" Why bother me with the little girl who doesn't know the height of the sky? ”

"Oh? Is it a negotiation? Are you sure you're not humiliating and crushing? Han Meizhi stared at the cup in her hand, but didn't look up at her, and there was a faint hatred in her hoarse voice.

Zong Shaotang said vigilantly: "Who are you?" Are you planning to take her place? ”

Han Meizhi raised her face when she heard this, and even through the black sunglasses, two rays of hatred shot out: "I don't just stand up for her, I want to stand up for all the women who have been persecuted by you!" ”

Zong Shaotang was taken aback by her sudden resentment, immediately moved the wheelchair back, and said calmly: "Who are you, you take off your sunglasses, don't pretend to be a ghost here!" ”

Han Meizhi deviated her face, the corners of her mouth moved strangely, and the scar of the crack was instantly exposed to Zong Shaotang's eyes, which scared her into a cold sweat!

Seeing her like this, Han Meizhi sneered: "Are you sure you want to see it!?" ”

"No, no." Zong Shaotang hurriedly said, "Who are you?" ”

"You really don't know me anymore?" Han Meizhi said slowly, "I'm the slut Han Meizhi you slashed eleven times and didn't kill you!" Sluts have big lives, sluts don't die! Hahaha-"

This piercing laughter, and in such a purple and deep room, Zong Shaotang intuitively felt that she was facing a madman who had lost her mind, she clenched the hem of her skirt and tried to calm herself:

"You talk nonsense! I didn't cut you! You have framed me for so long, and I have not accused you of false accusations, which is already worthy of you! If it weren't for the fact that you followed our Zong Ze for seven years and obeyed me, I would have abolished you a long time ago! ”

"Oh!" Han Meizhi nodded, and said in a strange and long voice, "You also know that I have been following Zong Ze for seven years, and you also know that I am obedient to you, so may I ask, what did you give me?" It's just a 'fiancée' title that can't be seen and touched, and she refuses to consummate her marriage for a long time. ”

"At first, you didn't want to get married, and then you met that little girl, this is all God's arrangement, God is destined that you are not our daughter-in-law, at this moment your appearance is ruined, and you will sue me in court, do you still want to be our daughter-in-law?" Zong Shaotang decided that this woman wanted to marry into a wealthy family, and he had confidence in his heart, and his mocking expression and tone were presented again.

"You're going to shirk your responsibility." Han Meizhi's face was cold, "Chen Yiyi and I are not the ideal daughter-in-law in your heart. She pointed at the photos of everyone on the table with her thin fingers, "This woman is actually not the standard of your ideal daughter-in-law, is it also an expedient measure?" It's a pity that Zong Ze, a good man, has a mother like you who hates the poor and loves the rich! ”

Zong Shaotang was furious when he heard this, and his eyes widened and said: "I'm crazy, who is crazy?" You've stabbed yourself eleven times to frame me, and you're still here accusing me of madness! ”

A strange smile appeared on Han Meizhi's face: "So what? As long as everyone thinks you cut it, it's what you cut it. No matter what the court decides, the wind direction of public opinion and the sympathy of society are all on my side, otherwise you will not be able to cure your arrogance! ”

Hearing this, Zong Shaotang stood up suddenly, pointed at Han Meizhi and said angrily: "It's really your own game!" You ruthless woman! Do you know that after you this time, the reputation accumulated by my clan for two generations has almost been wiped out! ”

"That's your clan, not the Xue family. What you rely on is nothing but your mother's family. In the Xue family, you are just a nominally nice wife, occupying Xue Zongze's mother's identity and doing whatever she wants! ”

When Zong Shaotang heard this, he was shocked, his body trembled, and he fell back into the wheelchair, clenched the armrest, and said nothing.

Han Meizhi took all her expressions into her eyes, and sneered contentedly: "Although Mr. Xue doesn't dare to start a family in the United States, he also has a girlfriend who is as beautiful as a flower. Why did you bother to get rid of Xiaomei in the first place? ”

Suddenly hearing the name "Xiaomei", Zong Shaotang intuitively felt a burst of cold air rise from the soles of his feet, and muttered: "Yes, Xiaomei-"

Han Meizhi lowered her voice and said, "Xiaomei, do you want to see her?" She says she misses you a lot. ”

"She, isn't she dead?" Zong Shaotang suddenly reacted and asked sternly, "Don't pretend to be a ghost!" ”

Han Meizhi looked up to the sky and laughed: "Mrs. Zong, you have to repay the sins you have created!" Xiaomei, mine, Chen Yiyi, all those who have been oppressed and humiliated by you! ”

With that, she paused suddenly, and suddenly took off her glasses and headscarf, only to see a long scar cut from her forehead to her right ear, and joined with the crack at the corner of her mouth, and the whole skull seemed to be dismantled and joined together by Frankenstein with a needle and thread; A scar on the left side of his face flew obliquely from the corner of his eye into his temple, which made people tremble to see.

Zong Shaotang quickly slid his wheelchair backwards, covered his eyes with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other, whimpering and shouting, "Wear it!" Put it on! You mad woman, in order to frame me, you have done such a cruel and heavy hand to yourself! ”

Han Meizhi pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, her whole face looked even more hideous, she reached out and took out an object from her coat pocket, spread out her palm and asked hoarsely, "Mrs. Zong, do you know what this is?" ”

Zong Shaotang covered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it, Han Meizhi didn't force her, and said with a smile: "This is Ou Zimei's skull, I came back from the United States and got a secret method: using the victim's skull, and then attaching the fresh blood full of resentment, it will summon a resentful soul!" Mrs. Zong, would you like to give it a try? ”

Zong Shaotang closed his eyes tightly and shouted: "I repeat, don't pretend to be a ghost here, since you installed it once in the flower room, do you think I will still believe in Xiaomei's unjust soul possession?" ”

Han Meizhi smiled weirdly: "Believe it or not, only you know, if you really don't believe it, why do you want to build a three-story pagoda on the flower house to suppress it, and put an eighteen-story hell map in it?" ”

Zong Shaotang suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise: "You, how do you know?" He reacted again and sneered, "It was Chen Yiyi's stinky girl who told you, didn't he?" Tell you, I don't believe in you anymore and I won't be afraid anymore! ”

She calmly pinched her legs, staring at Han Meizhi's terrifying face with wide eyes, trying to see some flaws in her face.

didn't want to, but Han Meizhi smiled faintly: "Believe it or not, you can watch carefully." ”

As he spoke, he stopped paying attention to her, took out a sharp knife, and with a slight stroke, slashed the tip of his right index finger, dripping blood into the skull.

The blood gradually soaked in, and the yellowish and gray skull gradually turned a strange pink, and a fishy sweet fragrance spread through the room.

Strangely, there was no window in the room, but the white veil on the surrounding walls naturally fluttered without wind, and it looked particularly eerie under the purple light.

A faint woman's crying came with the yin wind of unknown origin, the voice was intermittent, mixed with broken words, and I only felt that the woman had a thousand resentments.

Zong Shaotang's back was completely wet with cold sweat, her whole body trembled, and her face was completely bloodless, but she was still calm and said: "You, you don't want to stage a farce of resentful spirits to intimidate me!" ”

Han Meizhi was expressionless, and said in a dumb voice: "I said, what was summoned was the angry resentful soul itself!" As she spoke, she clapped her hands, suddenly increased her volume and roared, "Where is the district!" Show up! ”

In just an instant, all the purple lights went out, and the whole house became extremely dark, the wind became stronger, and the white veil drifted wildly.

The miserable cry was louder, and the words were clearer: "It's so bitter—it's painful—it's so unwilling—"

Zong Shaotang couldn't hold back the fear in his heart anymore and screamed!

At the moment when she screamed, a cold hand touched the surface of her feet, and the sweet and gentle voice in her memory sounded: "Sister Shaotang, don't come to harm?!" ”

This voice is Ou Zimei, yes! Zong Shaotang pinched himself violently, summoned all the remaining courage and roared: "Han Meizhi, don't think that you can fool me by making a recording!" ”

In the dark, Han Meizhi sneered: "It's still that stinky and hard temper, and I still don't know that I have been haunted by resentment." ”

When a person experiences extreme fear, the mind seems to stagnate for a moment, but the body secretes a large amount of adrenal hormones, making the body stronger and more agile, to make up for the lack of brain.

At this moment, under the stimulation of adrenaline, Zong Shaotang suddenly stood up, threw himself on the wall and pressed the switch of the electric light.

A faint green light fell from the ceiling, and Zong Shaotang searched in front of him: only Han Meizhi was standing in front of her left, with a strange smile on her terrifying face.

That smile can only be found when looking at the slayer who has fallen into his prey, cruel with a thrill of gleeful contentment.

Zong Shaotang was furious for a while, pointed at her and said angrily: "You are pretending to be a ghost again!" ”

Han Meizhi smiled even more happily: "Look behind you." ”

Zong Shaotang only felt a chill coming from behind, a cold and soft little hand covered the back of her neck, and a sweet and gentle voice sounded again: "Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still in such a spirit, poor Xiaomei is miserable!" ”

With that, a faint cry sounded again.

Zong Shaotang only felt that the blood all over his body was coagulated: this time it was real! There was really such a real touch, the touch colder than ice cubes stayed on the back of her neck, making her feel the sting sensation of being bitten by a poisonous snake.