Chapter 180: Hymn to Death

There are still a few pages in the diary, but Li Qing didn't continue to read it, which is enough to show that Wang Zhen is a ghost. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

Li Qing took out his mobile phone, took pictures of these diaries, and put the diaries in a drawer and locked them.

"Wang Zhen is a ghost. ”

After sending a text message to the crowd, Li Qing slipped out.

After receiving such a heavy message, Lu Fan naturally didn't have the heart to argue with Wang Hui anymore, so he made an excuse and went up to the second floor.

Liu Tianming, Qin Ming, Wang Jia and others also went up to the second floor.

Still gathered in the big bedroom, and after closing the door, everyone's eyes fell on Li Qing.

"What did you find?

Wang Jia was the first to ask.

"I took pictures of them all. ”

Li Qing handed over the photo he had taken.

"Turn on Bluetooth and send us the photos. ”

Wang Jia glanced at it, didn't answer Li Qing's mobile phone, and reminded.

"I didn't think of that!"

Li Qing patted his head in annoyance, turned on Bluetooth, and sent the photos to everyone.

Li Qing has already read most of those diaries, and the remaining ones are Su Hao's attempts to kill Wang Zhen for the third and fourth time.

When Wang Zhen was killed for the fourth time and Wang Zhen still came back the next day, Su Hao's whole person collapsed, gave up, drank heavily all day, and didn't care about anything.

"I used to envy Su Hao, I thought he really had eight lifetimes of blood luck, but now it seems that God is fair, he got such a large inheritance for nothing, and his life is not worried, but there is an extra ghost wife by his side, tsk~"

Qin Ming held his mobile phone and said with some schadenfreude.

"The diary said that one night, he lifted the quilt and found a pile of rotten meat lying next to him!" Li Qing rubbed his hands and felt a tingling in his back, "Su Hao was not scared to death, this is already a miracle!"

"He should have seen her wife's horrible look all the time, numb. Liu Tianming flipped through his phone and pointed to a picture on the screen, "You see, he also wrote here, 'I don't know how many times I saw her bleeding from her seven orifices'." ”

"Su Hao only wrote himself in this diary, what about Wang Hui, Su Mei, and Zhong Tao, don't they know that Wang Zhen is a ghost?"

"Looks like I don't know. ”

"There is no need to discuss these, Wang Zhen's wish is the point. ”

Ye Huanting interrupted.

"That's right, no matter how miserable Su Hao is, no matter whether other people know that Wang Zhen is a ghost or not, it has nothing to do with us, we just need to fulfill Wang Zhen's wish. ”

Ye Huanting's words, everyone agreed.

However, Lu Fan's brows were always twisted, and when he found the ghost, he was completely relieved by everyone.

"Lu Fan, what is your expression?"

Liu Tianming asked.

"Don't you think it's too easy to find this ghost?" Lu Fan's slender left fingers tapped lightly on the back of his right hand, "What's the difference between finding a ghost so easily and telling us who the ghost is?"

"The live broadcast does not directly tell us who the ghost is, but lets us find it ourselves, there are only two possibilities. Ye Huanting raised her little hand and stretched out a finger, "One, in the process of finding ghosts, let us encounter danger and increase the difficulty of live broadcasting." ”

"Second, in the process of finding ghosts, there are hidden hints to fulfill the wishes of ghosts. ”

Ye Huanting's second finger was just spread out, and before she could say anything, Wang Jia said the next words.

"Do you all think so?"

Lu Fan looked at Wang Jia, and then at Ye Huanting, needless to say, Wang Jia's IQ had been verified in the last live broadcast, and Ye Luoli's performance was also quite good.

Regarding the opinions of the two of them, Lu Fan still cares more.

"Brother Wang died on the way to find clues, doesn't this just explain Sister Ye's words?"

Wang Jia asked rhetorically.

"yes, what's wrong with that?"

Ye Huanting also said.

"Well, I guess I'm overthinking. The two smart people said this, Lu Fan also felt that he might really think about it, and his mobile phone flipped through the photos passed by Li Qing one by one, "These diaries, the date is a little strange, the number 3 appears many times, is this a hint?"

"Not only is the date of the diary emphasizing '3', but three of the five people in this family like magazines, and they are also emphasizing '3'!"

Qin Ming added.

Lu Fan glanced at Qin Ming in some surprise, but he didn't expect him to look rough and have such a careful side.

In this way, '3' is indeed a hint, and as for what exactly it is prompting, I am afraid that we can only know if we set out to fulfill our wishes. ”

Liu Tianming groaned.

Without further ado, hurry down and ask Wang Zhen what her wish is. ”

Li Qing put away his phone, turned around and walked to the door.

Halfway through, he suddenly reacted, Wang Zhen, that's a ghost!

"That, that ・・・・・・" Li Qing's footsteps stopped, looked at everyone, and smiled, "I didn't seem to have a good chat with her before." Why don't you go for another one?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one took the stubble, Wang Moji died in the hands of ghosts, ghosts are murderers, let them go to talk to a murderous ghost, it's really a bit of a test of courage and determination.

The silence was not broken, because no one spoke.

Lu Fan didn't speak, he directly pushed open the door and walked out.

Wang Jia didn't speak either, and went out with Lu Fan.

Looking at the backs of these two people, everyone in the bedroom looked at each other for a while, and these two left in such a dashing manner?

Don't they know that they are dealing with a ghost?

"Do you think that this Lu Fan's courage seems to be boundless?"

waited until Lu Fan and Wang Jia walked down the stairs, and Liu Tianming said quietly.

"Yes, these two people don't seem to be afraid of ghosts at all, what the hell is the matter?"

Recalling Lu Fan's performance from the beginning of the live broadcast to the present, Qin Ming couldn't help but nod.

"Judging from my experience・・・・・・ Li Qing said silently, "he is definitely not just a student. ”

"Isn't this nonsense!" Ye Huanting rolled her eyes, "Which student can be so 6?"

"Lu Fan is not simple, this Wang Jia is also extraordinary. ”

"Well, her performance is also against the sky, it must be that Lu Fan pressed her, otherwise none of the people sitting and standing can compare with her. ”

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After a few people finished studying Lu Fan, they began to study Wang Jialai again, of course, it was impossible to produce any results, and in the end they could only be summed up by the words "strange".

Lu Fan and Wang Jia chattered for about ten minutes, and the master of everyone's research came up.

"How?"

All eyes were on the past.

"I asked, Wang Zhen's wish is to wear a big red wedding dress in the 'Hymn to Death' wedding dress shop!"