didn't care about this, but Zhang Zichen laughed so much that his stomach cramped, he hurriedly wrapped hundreds of thousands of yuan with a bath towel, and ran out of the room with Lin Xinqi and the two.

When he ran out of the room, Zhang Zichen turned around and smiled at everyone: "I think I was also a good student who was escorted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, and everyone in the world competed for it, my mind was developed, and my IQ exceeded two hundred." Just like you, playing the landlord in front of us, that's not looking for death!"

Just this sentence, the room was stunned for a few seconds, and when Zhang Zichen walked out, Wang Fatzi immediately stood up in a pair of red pants and punched Sun Desheng in the eye.

"Sun Desheng, I'm not done with you! If it weren't for you, would I lose tens of thousands of yuan?"

"Fat Wang, don't bully people too much, I also lost hundreds of thousands!" Sun Desheng was pressed down and argued.

"I'll lose your sister!" Wang Fatzi showed no mercy and punched again.

"Fat Wang, don't go too far, I'm going to beat you up and beat Zhang Zichen's bastard!" Sun Desheng scolded, "He set us up from the beginning, he can't play landlord fighting, he plays very badly." He also deceived us, he lost more than 8,000 in the middle of the game, and he didn't expect a card to be broken back for him, and he was designing for us at the beginning. ”

Sun Desheng and Wang Fatzi were fighting and arguing, and finally understood that Zhang Zichen had been playing tricks on the two of them from the beginning, but now they realized that it seemed to be late, and the money was all out, could it be that they still expect Zhang Zichen to come back?

This is destined to be a night of schadenfreude, Zhang Zichen and Lin Xinqi are playing hotly and celebrating tonight's success.

But for some, it's a sleepless night, especially for someone who has lost only their pants, and it's definitely a sleepless night that is both painful and tormenting.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zichen had a simple breakfast, said goodbye to everyone, and went to No. 118 alone.

As soon as I walked into the yard yesterday, I was attracted by the demon lion, and I was also attacked by Pang Bin and others, no matter what, what happened to Mo Yifei's house, Zhang Zichen must find out.

With yesterday's experience, Zhang Zichen's footsteps today are very fast, and he collected a few ghosts along the way, and it only took ten minutes in total for him to come to the No. 118 house at the end.

This house is unchanged from yesterday, a three-story building, surrounded by a courtyard, surrounded by a cloudy atmosphere, and many lonely ghosts like to wander around it the most.

The courtyard door was not closed, Zhang Zichen walked in, as soon as yesterday, his feet touched the ground, and it was cold, even through his shoes, and his true qi protected his body, Zhang Zichen still felt a trace of cold seeping out of the ground and flowing into his heart.

This is a very strange feeling, at this time, Zhang Zichen seems to have come to the Nine Secluded Mansion, and even his soul is shrouded in these yin qi.

In fact, according to Sun Situ, the reason why this house is called a ghost house is because it has become a loophole in the underworld, and the yin qi in the underworld will leak out from here anytime and anywhere.

This also leads to the reason why the entire riverside street cannot be inhabited.

This time, Zhang Zichen is extremely attentive, he sees all sides, listens to all directions, as long as there is a slight movement, he decides to run away first, as the so-called staying in the green mountains is not worried about no firewood, and now Zhang Zichen is also smart.

The grass and trees in the yard had withered, blackened, and had no trace of life.

After carefully observing for a while and finding that there was not much of a problem, Zhang Zichen continued to walk towards the house.

The door of this three-story villa was also not closed, it was just open, looking at the many footsteps on the ground, Zhang Zichen estimated that there would not be a few people who came to investigate.

Thinking of these steps, Zhang Zichen knew that some of them had a much higher cultivation than him, and since these people were all about the same reason, Zhang Zichen estimated that he would return in vain today.

Rustle!

Stepping on the ground in the courtyard, Zhang Zichen finally walked into the villa.

On the first floor of the villa, there was a mess inside, but many things were neatly arranged, and no one touched them.

Tables or tables, chairs or chairs, photos on the walls are still photos, all of them are so primitive, it is estimated that these other people who entered the house were also afraid of destroying the scene, so they did not dare to touch the things inside.

There is a kitchen on the first floor, and there are three bedrooms, Zhang Zichen checked them one by one, the kitchen is very clean, and the bedroom is neatly placed.

In one of the larger bedrooms, in addition to daily necessities, there is also a wedding photo hanging on the opposite wall.

It was a young couple, the man's eyes were like Mo Yifei, and this beautiful young woman seemed to be carved out of the same mold as Mo Yifei.

"This is Sister Mo's parents!" Zhang Zichen judged almost immediately.

After surveying the first floor, there was no gain, so Zhang Zichen walked upstairs.

The wind was blowing in the stairwell.

Zhang Zichen slowly climbed up the stairs, the structure of the second floor was not much different from the first floor, but there was no kitchen, only three rooms.

Zhang Zichen took a closer look, one of the three rooms was a study, and a room for storing things, which contained some paintings, calligraphy and porcelain vases, which were estimated to be some antiques and other things.

There is also the last room, which is what makes Zhang Zichen the most excited.

Because in this room, Zhang Zichen saw that the walls were full of photos of Mo Yifei, sometimes, adults, without makeup, and art photos.

Every photo here can reflect Mo Yifei's beauty.

Looking at these photos, Zhang Zichen's heart ached, his eyes were hot, and two tears flowed down.

Zhang Zichen didn't know why he was like this, seeing these photos, the past with Mo Yifei in the past came to mind.

It seems that Zhang Zichen just met Mo Yifei yesterday, and the memories of that scene are in front of him.

"Sister Mo, where have you been? What's going on here? Are you still alive in the world?"

Stroking the photos on the wall, Zhang Zichen cried and asked, but these questions were all talking to himself alone, and no one could answer him.

Zhang Zichen's crying voice came from the room, crying for a long, long time.

Zhang Zichen wiped away his tears, his eyes were red, and he continued to wander around the room, the bed in the middle, the pink futon was very clean and tidy.

Zhang Zichen slowly lay down and gently stroked the bed that Mo Yifei had slept in, warm and comfortable.

Yes, there is still a faint fragrance, even if Mo Yifei has been gone for a long time, Zhang Zichen can still smell her fragrance.