After listening, Wang Fei pondered for a moment, "The tunic is sealed in the coffin, and now this house belongs to Boss Song, and our top priority is to find Boss Song." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Renzhong, do you have Boss Song's phone number?"

"Wait a minute." Zha Renzhong called Liang Yu, and he asked for Wu Jianhua's phone, and then called Wu Jianhua, Wu Jianhua received a call from Zha Renzhong, and enthusiastically invited him to dinner.

Wang Fei dialed the phone, and a middle-aged man's voice came from the phone, "Hey." ”

"Hello, I'm your neighbor, I live in a riverside villa."

Boss Song was stunned, "Why do you have my phone?" ”

"Don't ask me where I found your number, there has been movement in your house these past nights, I see that there is no one in your house, this house has been haunted before, and an old man died a few days ago, if you don't come back to see, we will call the police."

Boss Song's tone immediately became enthusiastic: "I have a small pet at home, I haven't been back for a few days, I guess I'm hungry, I'll go back tonight to have a look." I'm sorry to bother you. ”

You can feel Boss Song's smiling face through the phone.

"Second uncle, I'll go with you tonight."

"Don't go, stay at home with your girlfriend, if something happens, that Boss Song has seen you, don't pull you in."

"Renzhong, thank you so much this time, you should stay at home tonight, the two of us are enough." Wang Fei said.

"Okay, then call me if you need to. Also, second uncle, don't open your Harley at night, it's too much movement. ”

"Stinky boy, it's stupid to be your second uncle." The second uncle gave Zha Renzhong a brain meltdown.

After eating, the second uncle and Wang Fei went over to squat, and waited until ten o'clock in the evening, and no one came to open the door.

The mosquitoes by the river are particularly fierce, and the bite out is swollen like a tumor, and the second uncle ran to the side of the road to buy a bottle of flower water, and wiped it on his body like oil.

"Damn, why haven't you come yet." The two smoked three packs of cigarettes, and the second uncle's throat was hoarse.

Just as the two of them were cursing Boss Song, a car headlight shot from afar.

"******, is there any quality, turn on the high beams." The second uncle covered his eyes.

Hush! Wang Fei touched the second uncle and asked him not to make a sound.

The car stopped not far away, turned off the engine, got out of the back seat alone, and only saw the thin silhouette at night, and walked straight to Boss Song's villa.

Both of them hid to the side, and both stopped breathing.

Click, the door opened.

The lights were lit up in the house, Wang Fei took a look, and the driver in the car was looking down to play with his mobile phone, pulling Zha Feng and rushing into the house.

The man in the room heard footsteps and turned his head.

Wang Fei and Zha Feng stopped suddenly, the man under the lamp had a withered face and was wearing an untimely tunic suit, and both of them thought of the tunic that Zha Renzhong mentioned that was sealed in the coffin.

"Who are you?" Wang Fei shouted.

"Wang Fei of the Golden Sword King family and Zha Feng of the Sichuan Cha family, you are really here." I don't know if it's expressionless or if I already know it, I can't see any surprise on the face of the tunic suit.

"Since you know we're coming, then my dad's death has something to do with you, right?" Wang Fei said angrily.

"What do you think?" The tunic was still hoarse, still dry and emotionless.

"Bastard!" Wang Fei rushed up, but his arm was caught, and when he turned his head, he saw that seven or eight big men in black T-shirts were standing behind him, his arm was grabbed by a big man, and Zha Feng was also surrounded by three people.

", let go." Wang Fei shook off the big man's hand with all his might.

"It's hard to squat here for a few days." The tunic is still in the same tone for thousands of years, "Do you want to know how Wang Jindao died?" ”

Wang Fei stared at the tunic tightly, Zha Feng took a step closer to Wang Fei, and the big man in the black T-shirt surrounded them again.

"Do you want to know where Wang Jindao's real death is?" The tunic took a step forward, and you could see the anger in Wang Fei's eyes more clearly.

"I can take you there, but I don't like to use force, and you don't look like good children, so I have to tie your hands first, how about it?"

"Okay, I can go with you, but you have to let Zha Feng go, this is my family affair, and it has nothing to do with him."

"No, let's go together." When Zha Feng heard Wang Fei say this, he hurriedly said, "What should you do if you go to the plan alone?" Maybe he doesn't know about your dad. ”

"Do you want to let one go and report the news?" The tunic paced back and forth, "Do you think you have a choice?" After all, you're a good person, and I'm just giving you a little respect. ”

With a wave of his hand, several big men used cable ties to cut their hands behind their backs and tied them up.

"Let's go now." When did Wang Fei and Zha Feng suffer such anger, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Almost, I have to give you two a sedative."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them noticed a pain in their necks and fainted.

Late at night, a car by the river turned on its high beams and drove away in a low voice.

Zha Feng didn't know how long it was, and woke up groggily to find that his arms were locked and hanging from a wooden frame.

There was only a faint light overhead, making it difficult to see the whole picture.

Wang Fei was hung next to him, and Zha Feng finally woke him up with a lot of effort.

"Ah Fei, we don't look like the spies who were interrogated in spy movies." Zha Feng grinned.

Wang Fei didn't have the strength to laugh, and struggled to stand up straight, "Where is this?" ”

"Xiaofei, is that you?"

Wang Fei faintly heard someone calling out to him in his ear.

"Dad, Dad, is that you?"

Wang Fei looked around and suddenly screamed, startling Zha Feng.

"Ah Fei, what's wrong with you?" Cha Feng shouted.

"Don't speak." Wang Fei quieted down and listened carefully.

"Xiaofei, it's me."

Even Zha Feng heard it now.

"Dad, where are you?"

"I don't know, I've become a ghost and been sealed."

Zha Feng pursed his mouth, "Ah Fei, in the jar in the corner." ”

Wang Fei's eyes widened, and he finally found that in the corner of the wall on the right, there was a ceramic jar with talismans attached to it, and the sound came from the jar.

"Xiaofei, why did you come in too?"

"I thought you died strangely, so I pulled Xiaofeng to investigate, but the result was calculated. Dad, what the hell is going on? ”

A long sigh came from the jar.

"I saw on the Internet that a little Taoist priest pretended to be my Wang family to solicit business in Jiangzhou, and posted a post called Wang Daoye to fight pregnant women and ghosts, and I followed the address in the post to find it."

"On that day, the car at the gate carried a lot of people back and forth, and I saw that those people had no yang energy at all, and they were full of yin energy from the inside out, and they only entered and could not leave. I waited until the evening to see for myself. ”

"At night, the yin atmosphere here is even more unscrupulous, it is comparable to a thousand-year-old grave, I climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and found that the house was full of ghosts, and the ground was full of corpses, all of which were those who came in during the day."

Zha Feng gasped.