Chinese The light of the cell phone reflected on the ceiling, and the hallway fell into a deathly silence as the door closed.

The middle-aged man held a golf club, his back against the wall and glanced left and right, his eyes were rolling rapidly, his palms were sweaty, and it took a long time to move his steps to pick up his phone.

"Stinky woman, I'm shocked, I want you to look good when I turn on the light."

I could hear his heart beating clearly from afar, and he was actually more scared than the woman.

"There are gods three feet above your head, and you can't live if you do your own evil." I stroked the second jade bead, and Tian Fuji's fat body appeared behind me. In the human shop, Tian Teng and Leng Qingxuan's butcher demon confronted each other without falling behind, and the combat power of the filthy ghost was much stronger than that of the Yan ghost.

Summoning two ghosts at the same time, the rate of Yin Qi consumption doubled, and I stopped teasing the man and woman in the room and began to carry out my plan.

The middle-aged man had the courage to touch the side of the electric switch, he was just relieved and was about to pull the electric switch, when his hand reached halfway and suddenly touched something, it was cool, and it felt like human skin.

He withdrew his finger as if he had been electrocuted, picked up his phone and took a photo, but there was nothing on the switch.

"A false alarm." Before he could recover his senses, something seemed to cross the back of his neck, and it was as if it were a poisonous snake.

"Who!" He swung his club back, but nothing opened, only the sound of the wind in his ears.

Standing in place and looking around, there was always a feeling that something was more in the dark hall, and before he could turn back, a sharp pain came from the back of his hand, and he instinctively let go of his phone.

The light flickered, the phone fell to the ground, and after a few moments, the lights disappeared, and the huge mountain house was completely darkened.

"Is anyone there? I am Li Chunqiang, the acting chairman of Li Group and Li Changgui's son! What do you want, we can sit down and have a good talk! He shouted as he crouched down to touch his phone, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

"Do you still know that you are Li Changgui's son?" I stepped on my phone and stood not far from him.

"Who's talking?!" Li Chunqiang was like a beast in a desperate situation, swinging his club wildly.

Of course, I wouldn't be stupid enough to expose myself and drive the filthy ghost to knock Li Chunqiang down.

Hinayana ghosts already have the ability to harm living people, and this Li Chunqiang doesn't look like a good person, so I didn't let the filthy ghosts keep their hands.

The yin wind gusted, Li Chunqiang's legs trembled, and the manor electric gate was in front of him, but he felt that the distance between just a few steps was like a moat.

"There's a ghost in the house?" As soon as this thought came to him, it was like poison ivy, wrapping around his heart and strangling him out of breath.

In the dark, he looked at the bedroom where Li Changgui's portrait was placed, his facial muscles twitched, and he didn't care about the woman hiding in the room, and moved towards the door alone.

"Want to run?" I pointed at him and waved at the filthy ghost.

The wind was blowing, and there was an invisible force in the darkness that knocked Li Chunqiang down, and he fell to the ground, barking like a mad dog, swinging his club.

He propped himself on the ground with one hand and crawled towards the door, a very cunning man, who pretended to be frightened and completely out of control, when in fact the escape route had not changed, only slowed down.

I didn't say anything to prevent exposure, and continued to let the filthy ghost lecture him, until he was almost at the door, and then walked towards him.

Li Chunqiang was already frightened, but his will to survive was particularly strong, and he climbed to a place only three or four meters away from the door before suddenly stopping.

The fingers supporting his body touched something on the floor, and he looked down, because it was so dark that he was almost close to pressing his face to it.

It was a pair of women's feet, delicate and beautiful.

He looked up along the woman's calf, his head raised ninety degrees, and stared at the woman in front of him face to face.

What a familiar face, the owner of this face had made countless gestures to him, hoping that he could help him escape the sea of suffering, but he ignored them.

After Li Changgui's death, he also gave this woman a generous reward, just to hide the real cause of the old guy's death.

"Wang Yuchun? How did you end up here? I'm not giving you money to never come back! The momentary doubt was quickly replaced by fear, for the familiar woman's face was so pale and cold that there was no trace of life in the living.

"Get out!" Fear overflowed his body and turned into hysterical madness, and he kept smashing at the woman in front of him with a golf club in his hand, but the two were like living in different worlds.

The cue hit the ground and was deformed, and the familiar and charming woman smiled like a flower, biting quickly into his body in the dark.

"Impossible! No way! Every hair on Li Chunqiang's body stood up, he originally had a ghost in his heart, and at this moment, the fear in his heart was magnified thousands of times, he screamed, and the sound was completely broken, and then he made a move that even I didn't expect.

Throwing away the club, he slammed into the hall window like a 100-meter sprint.

Glass shards splashed everywhere, Li Chunqiang rolled to the ground, covered in blood, screaming, and crawling out of the manor.

He probably hadn't run as hard as he did in half his life, and by the time I tried to chase him out, he had already rushed to the gate of the manor.

"Is it that scary?" I didn't pay attention to Li Chunqiang, he ran away through the window, and it might not be long before someone came back to search, so I didn't have much time left.

The two ghosts cleared the way, and I went deep into the hallway, took out the master key, and opened the room where the woman was hiding.

The decoration in the bedroom is extremely luxurious, most of the furniture is handmade, especially the large bed in the middle of the room, it is estimated that it will not be a problem for four or five people to lie down.

The night wind blew the curtains, the windows were halfway open, but unfortunately there was an anti-theft net outside, and the woman had no way to escape.

"Where are you hiding?" I tilted my head to look around the room, and I had a rare experience of a horror movie, even though I was on the side playing the ghost.

I opened my closet, which was filled with designer clothes that I hadn't worn a few times, and leaned down to look under the bed.

Looking at each other, the woman's scream echoed over the manor, like a sparrow about to be put into the pot.

"Will." I asked the filthy ghost to drag the woman out and said in an even more hoarse falsetto: "Give me my will!" ”

The woman was frightened, and it took a long time for her to understand me, and she shuddered out of the room and led me into a study.

Probably because the most fundamental interests were involved, she stopped in front of the safe in the study, a little hesitant, and the greed in her heart slowly overcame fear.

She turned her head to look at me in the doorway, but it was pitch black, and she could only sense that there were people there, but she couldn't see my face.

"Will! Give me! ”

The wind blew, as if she was standing in the winter rain in thin clothes, and she shivered, crouched in front of the safe and typed in the password.

She was slow to lose, and it seemed like everyone was going to stay for a long time, so I used my eye to make a note of the numbers she entered, and then sat the ghost on the safe.

With two slender legs dangling to her side, swaying slightly, the woman let out another scream, gritted her teeth and typed in all the numbers, and then took out an urn from the safe.

The box is placed between stacks of banknotes and gold bricks, which shows how important it is.

Instead of going over to pick it up myself, I asked the woman to put it at the door, and then let the ghost watch her and open the urn myself outside the door.

There's a lot of space in the box, but it's just a matter of two letters.

The first letter was written five years ago, to the effect that Li Changgui felt that his health was deteriorating, and he was ready to deal with the aftermath in advance, including a detailed division of property, and I was surprised that Li Changgui clearly wrote in the letter that he was willing to give 60 percent of his total assets for medical donations, establish a charitable fund, and help the society find lost children.

The envelope also contained a certificate from the Xinhu Notary Office, which means that he was not just writing casually, but was indeed going to do so.

A brutal old man who has lost some ability and likes to abuse has such an unknown side, and human nature is indeed a bit complicated.

I didn't comment on Li Changgui, I put the first letter away, and then opened the second letter.

The second letter is not signed or dated, but the handwriting is exactly the same as the first.

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