Chapter 17: Questioning and Female Ghosts

"What's going on? Mingjing? Nothing happened, right?"

Stepping on high heels and trotting to the second floor of the bar, the royal sister Hu Minghan looked anxious.

Looking at her still in professional attire, it is estimated that she rushed directly from the bank.

Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders, "Don't worry, I arrived in time to bring her back, this little girl is quite smart, and she locked herself in the toilet." ”

"Xu Jiajie did it?" opened the door of Hu Feng's personal room and looked at it, and the royal sister, who confirmed that her sister was fine, was also relieved, leaning against the guardrail and asking Hu Feng.

"Eight or nine don't leave ten, although there is no evidence, but it was he who poured juice to Hu Mingjing, and she was the one who persuaded Hu Mingjing to drink, after Hu Mingjing began to feel dizzy, he was the first to find someone, so... ”

"Is he in such a hurry... The royal sister sighed when she heard this.

"It is estimated that people want to cook raw rice in advance, anyway, the two of you have no objection, the young man is young and vigorous, and he can't help it for a while. ”

The royal sister glanced at Hu Feng's old-fashioned appearance, "You are not much older than him, why didn't you take the opportunity to start along the way." ”

"Say, I'm a good person, and you don't believe it, these days, good people are regarded as bad people, and bad people are regarded as good people. Hu Feng lit a cigarette and looked at the reveling crowd in the hall below.

The two chatted for a while, and the royal sister clapped her hands, turned around and prepared to go downstairs to leave.

"Okay, I should go back, there will be another meeting, Mingjing shouldn't have any big problems with you, take good care of it, don't think about playing hooligan." ”

"You're still busy at such a late hour? ”

"Do you think the bank is just a place to sit and collect money for nothing?"

"That's what I really thought. Hu Feng pretended to be serious and nodded.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I'll hide this matter from my family for the time being, and I'll find a suitable opportunity to talk about it later, but it is estimated that it will not be very useful. ”

"Why, your parents are still willing to let their daughter get drunk by that Xu Jiajie?" Hu Feng frowned when he heard this.

The royal sister sighed, was silent for a while, and then turned her head to look at Hu Feng.

"Our mother won't, but my father ... Forget it, it's useless to talk to you. ”

"Sneer... Hu Feng pursed his lips and didn't ask any more.

"Also, how big do you want to make this bar? How big can you be? Do you plan to hold the bar industry for the rest of your life?" asked the royal sister inexplicably.

Hu Feng was stunned, "Why did you suddenly ask me this, you want to lend me money again?"

"Then it depends on how big your plan is. ”

Hu Feng laughed when he heard this, "What, now I think I'm more reliable, so you want to pull me up and marry your sister?"

"Then you have to have this ability first, and then you can think of yourself as a business genius when you successfully open a small bar? The royal sister didn't seem to be sarcastic, and Hu Feng felt uncomfortable in a few words.

"But, I don't bother to pay attention to her love to run to you in the future, at least you are a person with a lustful heart and no lustful guts, and it is safer to be here than for her to be outside alone. ”

"Grass, are you hurting me or praising me!" Hu Feng watched the royal sister walk down the stairs towards the bar door, standing by the guardrail and yelling loudly.

"Hurt you. ”

After explaining the big and small things of the bar tonight, and after inspecting the circle again and finding that there was no major problem, Hu Feng returned to his room.

This personal room has been made excellent soundproofing by Hu Feng, even if the music downstairs is deafening, only small sounds and vibrations can be heard in this room.

Hu Mingjing is sleeping like a dead pig at the moment, and now someone is forcibly snapping her, and it is estimated that she will not wake her up.

Hu Feng sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and tried to control his spirit to swim throughout his body.

For his own mutation, Hu Feng is gradually accustomed to it, and he is too lazy to entangle and think about things like reasons, what do you like, it's not a bad mutation anyway.

The tyrannical feeling in his heart and the endless power it brought have finally dissipated by now, but Hu Feng decided to try to control and integrate this change in his body, if he could reach the level of doing whatever he wanted, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Do people have souls?

Hu Feng didn't know, the only thing he was sure of was that if people had souls, then their current souls would definitely be burning with raging flames, no different from demons.

Walking to the mirror in the toilet, he looked at the two dark green fireballs dancing in the sockets of his eyes, the original eyeballs had disappeared, and the flames that replaced the eyeballs provided him with more powerful vision and perception.

He could clearly perceive Hu Mingjing who was sleeping in the room, and he could also perceive those in the hall on the first floor who were in a state of mental frenzy... Soul?

People have souls, Hu Feng is now sure.

The souls of those people have a lot of impurities, like a ball of fresh, milky milk that has mold, smells and smells... It doesn't smell very good.

And Hu Mingjing's soul is white and shining, flickering with a hazy shimmer, but in the depths of this little girl's soul, there seems to be some not very good-looking gray, and she buries these gray feelings deep in her heart and never reveals them.

It must be delicious...

Hu Feng slapped himself violently, sobering up from that longing.

What's wrong with you? greedily sniffing the soul and longing to devour the souls of others?

It seems that he has finally discovered the side effects of a mutation.

At this time, Hu Feng suddenly felt a burst of cold air shuttling by.

He turned his head sharply and stared into the living room with his dark green eyes.

That... Forehead... It's supposed to be a ghost, right?

A female soul stood expressionlessly in the living room, and then seemed to notice that Hu Feng was staring at her, and there was a hint of surprise on the female ghost's pale face with a cloak of hair and a bloodless face.

Is it really a ghost? Why has no one ever seen it before?

As for those supernatural stories and news, Hu Feng never thought that any of them were true.

Walking slowly, crack-like flame patterns appeared on his arms again, and his hands involuntarily ignited two green evil flames.

The female ghost seemed to be terrified, and the living person in front of her could actually see her, and she walked towards her with a smile like a rapist on her face.

Hu Feng tried his best to show a smile that he thought was friendly, and slowly approached the female ghost, after he mutated, he seemed to be bolder countless times, without the slightest fear.

"I have no ill will, I am ... Forehead... ”

Before Hu Feng could finish speaking, the female ghost let out a soul-like scream, and then floated violently, disappearing through the roof wall, with a desperate escape.

Hu Feng was stunned when he saw this.

What's going on? Look at her scared like that bird, who is the ghost?

Well... But there is still a gain, at least the discovery that this building is a haunted murder house.

This seems like a way to make money, huh?

An idea instantly took shape in Hu Feng's mind, and what female ghost was directly left behind.