Meng Anqi's villa is large and beautiful, belonging to the modernist architectural style elements, practical functional design, simple decoration, making people look refreshing.

"It's so beautiful!"

He Qiaoxin looked at everything around her with envy, she felt that it must be a very happy thing to be able to live.

However, Zhang Ling was not interested in everything around him, he lowered his head and concentrated on his mobile phone, this was an excellent opportunity for him to make money, and he must not miss it.

"What are you doing?" He Qiaoxin looked curiously at the live broadcast room on Zhang Ling's mobile phone and asked

"Live broadcast!"

"You're crazy, you go out live now, it won't take ten minutes for everyone across the country to know that Sister Angel has hit a ghost, and she will have a lawsuit when the time comes!"

Of course, Zhang Ling also knows that these artists pay the most attention to privacy, as an anchor with a bottom line, he has long blocked Mike, and no one can hear the content of their conversation

So he smiled and comforted He Qiaoxin and said, "Don't worry, I've turned off the sound, only video, it's okay!" ”

With that, he put the phone in his coat pocket and closed the zipper, revealing only the part of the camera.

He Qiaoxin wanted to say something, but Meng Anqi's voice came from the direction of the stairs.

"I'm sorry, the two of you have been waiting for a long time, I received an announcement last night, and I got up a little late!"

When the two heard the reputation, they saw Meng Anqi walking down from the second floor wearing a lounge suit.

"It's okay, Sister Anqi, we just arrived too!" He Qiaoxin glared at Zhang Ling, and then walked towards Meng Anqi.

"The master has started the live broadcast again, what is the theme this time? Knife slashing ghosts or hand-torn zombies? ”

"Knife Slash Ghost +1!"

Zhang Ling's live broadcast room has accumulated a lot of fans after the last two live broadcasts, and they rushed in as soon as they saw Zhang Ling's live broadcast!

"I'll go, who is this? Isn't this Angel? ”

"Master, when did you change your career to be a paparazzi? Which dog pen to mix with? ”

"Shut upstairs, don't slander the master, the master acts beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"Hey, why is there no sound, master, open the mic!"

However, the demands of those fans are destined to be unsatisfied, Zhang Ling has always set up the camera and doesn't care what happens in the live broadcast room, neither showing his face nor narrating, he is so individual.

"Miss Angel, can you show me around?"

"Yes, you can!"

Meng Anqi nodded, and took Zhang Ling and the two to visit the mansion, and with the change of his perspective, there was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room!

"I'll go, is this Angel's house? Who is that beautiful MM? ”

"Angel is so beautiful without makeup, I want passers-by to become fans!"

"+1 Powder"

Zhang Ling walked around the hall and didn't find anything unusual, so he smiled and said, "This floor is very clean, let's go up and have a look!" ”

"I'm afraid this is not convenient!"

Angela is a privacy-conscious person, and she doesn't like strangers entering her private space.

"Miss Anqi, I don't mean anything else, it's just that the root cause needs to be found to cure ghosts and evil spirits, and only by finding the root cause can we do it once and for all......"

Meng Anqi suddenly frowned when she heard this, and said, "Do you suspect that ghost is in my house?" ”

"Well...... I'm not sure, but when I went to see you yesterday, I saw a female ghost who looked exactly like you! ”

Zhang Ling decided to tell the truth, he felt that only in this way could Meng Anqi cooperate, so that he could find the root of the matter.

As soon as Zhang Ling finished speaking, Meng Anqi's face became very ugly, she was silent for a moment and said: "I'm sorry two, I'm a little tired today, please go back first, if there is a need, I will let Ping contact you!" ”

“what？”

Zhang Ling didn't expect Meng Anqi to give an eviction order, he just wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but Meng Anqi ignored the two and went straight upstairs.

"What's going on, I haven't finished talking yet, why did she leave?"

"Let's go!"

He Qiaoxin grabbed Zhang Ling, who wanted to find Meng Anqi's theory, and walked out, although she didn't know why Meng Anqi suddenly changed her face, but at this time, it was better to go first.

"What's going on? That's it? Master, what are you doing? ”

"Master, what do you mean?"

"I don't read much, master, you can't lie to me like that!"

“……”

The fans who watched the pantomime in the live broadcast room were all confused, and they didn't know what Zhang Ling was doing.

Just as they continued to send messages and ask, suddenly a beautiful face appeared in front of the camera, and then the screen went black.

"Why are you pulling me out, I haven't finished yet!"

Zhang Ling glanced at the live broadcast room that had been fried, and said in his heart: "Hey, I thought that the next day I would make some extra money by exploring the mansion of the queen, but I didn't expect that Mao didn't make any money, and I didn't even lose the popularity that I had managed to accumulate!" ”

"What are you talking about, don't you see people unhappy?"

"I'll tell you the truth, I did see a female ghost exactly like her that day!"

"It's weird!" He Qiaoxin frowned lightly and said in the same way as Conan

"Hey, what a weirdo, since she doesn't cooperate, there's nothing I can do about it......"

As soon as Zhang Ling looked up, he saw Meng Anqi standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor looking at them, although there was a thick glass between them, but for some reason he felt that Meng Anqi's eyes were indescribably cold.

……

Leaving Meng Anqi's villa, Zhang Ling first sent He Qiaoxin to work, and then went to the ward to see his sister.

Zhang Yurou looked very happy to see her brother coming, she took Zhang Ling's hand and chattered non-stop, like a tireless lark.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, when Zhang Ling was about to leave the hospital, his phone rang, he took out the phone and looked at it, it was an unfamiliar number again.

He hesitated for a moment and picked it up, and as soon as the phone was connected, a crying voice came from the other end: "Brother Zhang, I'm Xu Ping, something happened!" ”

Zhang Ling was shocked and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Sister Angel has an accident, come quickly!"

"Okay, where are you, I'll go right over!"

"We're at home!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Lingfei also stopped a taxi and went straight to Meng Anqi's villa.

When the car just drove to the gate of the Meng family's villa, Xu Ping rushed to the front of the car and patted the door with rain and cried, and the scared driver almost called the police!

Zhang Ling explained while paying: "Big brother, don't be nervous, this is my sister, the old man in the family can't do it, she is in a hurry!" ”

The driver breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "I'm scared to death, I thought I had encountered a burglary!" ”

After getting out of the car, Xu Ping pulled Zhang Ling into the house, and as soon as he entered the house, Zhang Ling was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the originally neat and beautiful living room had become a mess, just like a typhoon passing through.

And Meng Anqi leaned on the sofa with a pale face, and her arm was still wrapped in blood-colored gauze.

"W-what the hell is going on here?"

Zhang Ling looked at Xu Ping with a stunned face, and his heart was at a loss, he was fine in the morning, why did he suddenly ......

"My sister did it!"

Meng Anqi raised her head and looked at Zhang Ling with a sad expression and said, "The female ghost you saw is my sister, and she did all this!" ”