The Su family boy ran away from home many times because of the rebellious period, and Lin Feng felt annoyed after helping a few times, so he proposed a proposal to them. But because they felt sorry for their son, they didn't listen to it, so they came every once in a while, and they didn't change their ways, and Lin Feng didn't want to deal with them more and more.

Sure enough, along the way, Mrs. Su was like a mosquito and kept nagging Leng Xiaomei in her ear how good her son was before, but now she has become willful and unreasonable at the instigation of outsiders, hoping that Leng Xiaomei will help persuade Lin Feng to continue to help her find her son.

Even if Leng Xiaomei inquired about the discovery of zombies in the old mansion, Mrs. Su turned to her son in a few sentences. For her, dealing with zombies is the business of people like Leng Xiaomei, but her son is her own, so of course she is nervous.

Before Leng Xiaomei collapsed, the Su family's old mansion arrived.

The old house of the Su family looks very old, like a small courtyard house, and there is a patio inside. There are many small rooms, especially the incense of the ancestors of the Su family is enshrined in the main hall, and there are several black and white photos lined up on it, which makes people look creepy.

The Su family paid for the nearby villagers to come over to take care of it, and the hygiene was okay, but the lighting inside was not very good. If you come in at night, it's eerie, and the slightest movement is guaranteed to scare people to death.

In broad daylight, the Su family and his wife didn't dare to come in, so Leng Xiaomei came in alone.

Fighting with zombies is a last resort, and now she takes the initiative to catch them, zombies are in the dark, and she is in the open...... Leng Xiaomei took a deep breath of cold air and pushed the door open. As soon as she stepped into the house, she immediately smelled a faint scent.

The smell was a little weird, and it made her head a little dizzy. She covered her nose. Cautiously continue to walk inside.

As I walked, a strange feeling suddenly jumped into my heart. She was stunned for a moment, stopped, and a malicious sense came from behind her. She squeezed to the side, quickly throwing out two ropes to wrap around the figure.

"Spare your life! Hero, I'm the landlord here! A hoarse scream rang out......

Ten minutes later, in the house, Leng Xiaomei sat on the side with a cold expression, quietly watching the scene of unfilial piety of other people's mothers and sons.

"Dad, Mom. How did you guys get here? Isn't it okay to ask you to send me money? Bah. Invite a weirdo...... I thought my house was burglarized again, and it almost scared me to death! The fifteen-year-old boy smacked his mother with a rebellious face.

The fellow who dared to help the Su family take care of the old house was beaten by him as a thief. His dignity looks like a zombie when he appears in broad daylight.

Mrs. Su carelessly wiped away the spittle that her son had sprayed on her face. Heartbroken, he stroked his son's blue and dark eyes. Skinny pale face.

"Son. You, how did you become like this? What have you been doing for the past two months? If it weren't for you calling your mom every week or two, your dad and I would have almost called the police. ”

The young man who had been blinded listened to it. Suddenly jumped up, and screamed at his parents with fierce and angry eyes: "You called the police?!" What's the matter with you?! Do you know this is going to kill me?! Am I your own?! ”

Mrs. Su was frightened by her son's reaction and hurriedly hugged him to comfort him.

Mr. Su glanced at his wife and children with a haggard expression, quietly came to Leng Xiaomei's side, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Leng, can you please help me see if my son has fallen into an evil spirit?" He glanced at the black-and-white photos in the main hall with awe, and his voice trembled a little, "I heard him say that he has often come back to live here in the past six months." ”

The corners of Leng Xiaomei's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the black and white photos in the hall, if his ancestors had spirits, how sad they were!

"Mr. Su, I don't think your son is evil, but he is too addicted to drugs, right?" No wonder he smelled a special fragrance when he came in just now, "You'd better take him to the hospital." I don't think there's anything unusual here, the guy you invited probably bumped into your son and mistook him for a zombie. ”

The Su couple rushed in just now when they heard their son's screams, and found that their son was tied up by several red ropes, only to realize that the weak woman in front of them didn't seem to be weak, so they didn't dare to sneer her anymore.

It's just that I saw that my son's face was haggard, and his whole body was so thin that only a handful of bones remained. The undersides of his eyes are blue, his skin is pale and pale, and he yawns from time to time.

Mr. Su's heart is broken! My son finally quit his drug addiction, and now he is smoking it again! No wonder in the past two months, he called back every once in a while to ask for money, and he and his wife thought that he had been deceived into a pyramid scheme.

This kind of ugliness is really inconvenient for people to know too much.

So, Mr. Su asked Leng Xiaomei to go outside first with a little embarrassment, and their family had some things to discuss, and they would go back together later.

Leng Xiaomei saw that there was nothing to do with herself, so she nodded, and went out to hang out alone. When she noticed that the road next to it was more beautiful, she turned in.

The scenery here is tranquil and pleasant, with a clear stream next to it, and unknown wildflowers blooming in all kinds of splendor. A gust of wind blows, and the delicate flower stems sway with the wind, which makes people feel comfortable.

Before she knew it, she came to a high-walled villa, and many golden flowers were sticking out of the wall.

Leng Xiaomei saw that he liked it, so he took a few steps forward curiously. The exterior walls are so beautiful, and the garden layout inside is definitely more chic. She didn't dare to expect that she could live in such a place, and it would be nice to see a few more eyes and feast her eyes.

So, she slowly paced to the iron door of the villa and peeked inside. She hadn't seen the environment clearly, but her eyes met the person who was blowing a cool breeze in the courtyard, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Wenqing?" Leng Xiaomei frowned, almost thinking that he had recognized the wrong person.

The elegant and calm character who had a super-earthly temperament before was now pale and thin, and there was not even a trace of gleam in his eyes. He is still dressed in a loose and comfortable Tang suit, and he is in a wheelchair watching the flowers bloom and fall in the yard.

This kind of scene is so leisurely that people are jealous.

This person looked away from her in less than a second just now, Leng Xiaomei stood outside the iron door, staring at him quietly for nearly 10 seconds, but unfortunately he never looked at her again. Very well, for a lifeless living dead, having this kind of appearance means that he is angry enough.

Daddy made a mistake! This person is not a living dead, he just disdains Lin Feng as a hairy boy.

Leng Xiaomei's eyes were cold, just a defeated subordinate, how dare she ignore her father? Well, she had to let him taste the wonderful feeling of being despised by a woman.

There is no one at the door of this villa, only surveillance! It doesn't matter, she doesn't climb the wall, she just stands at the door and takes a selfie.

Scratching his chin, Leng Xiaomei took out the small fruit machine from the satchel, calmly sorted out his appearance, and the mobile phone lens was aimed at Wen Qing, who had a wooden face, and clicked silently.

The man sitting in the courtyard moved his fingers resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, and he felt a slight cramp.

After Leng Xiaomei took a few solo photos for him, he turned his back to him, raised the phone farther away with his right hand, adjusted the lens, and then put an old-fashioned V in his ear with his left hand...... Wen Qing, who is said to have turned into a living dead, gradually turned pale and blue, and his back tooth socket moved. (To be continued......)