Over the next three days, Liang began to live in harassment and fear.

He had nightmares every night, clear and terrifying, until he woke up.

Lao Liang, who was in his fifties, was tossed and withered.

Every day, he had a faint feeling that there was another person in his home.

He was in the living room when the kitchen was ringing.

When he arrived in the kitchen, there was the sound of water being pumped from the toilet bowl of the toilet.

He rushed to the bathroom, and the sound of rummaging things could be heard from the bedroom.

Lao Liang was enraged and roared in the house like a mad lion.

Neighbors and property owners took turns approaching his door and told him not to disturb the people.

Lao Liang was crazy, and when he saw people, he grabbed and roared, saying that there was a demon in his house.

It's hard for a normal person to convince someone of such a thing.

Not to mention the eccentric old Liang, who has always been unpleasant.

Lao Liang chattered and scolded everyone, venting his dissatisfaction and fear.

Everyone became more and more indifferent to him.

The property told him that if he continued to make trouble like this, he would be called to the police and detained him.

Lao Liang was thrown down and squatted alone at home again.

He packed his things and went to stay at the hotel.

In a small hotel room, as soon as the lights are turned off, you can see the silhouette of a human figure looming in the room.

Lao Liang's spirit was about to collapse.

He walked down the street, in a trance.

The caftan appeared in front of Lao Liang again, still with that strange smile.

"Good complexion, life has been very comfortable in the past two days?"

Lao Liang looked at him, and his heart suddenly understood.

He had been married to a demon spirit, and naturally believed in many things that mortals would never have thought of.

"What do you want?" Lao Liang has no strength to say.

"Didn't you say it a long time ago? Give us the phoenix bloodstone, and everything is easy to say. Cheongsam said.

He leaned close to Lao Liang's ear and whispered, "If you are willing to give it to us, we will also pay attention to the news of your old lover for you." We'll let you know as soon as there's news. ”

Lao Liang's mouth moved.

He stood there for a long time, and finally said:

"Give me two days to think about it."

The cheongsam's eyes lit up, and his smile was much less gloomy.

He nodded and said, "Okay, wait for the good news." ”

With that, he turned and left, and soon disappeared into the street.

It's like a ghost.

(Tianjin)