Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Sudden Maniac
On the chair in the middle hall, a person dressed as a prince ...... No, it should be said that it was a ghost, sitting on it with a ghost who looked like a princess.
"Bold, when you see this prince, don't kneel down yet!"
Before Zhou An and the two of them could react, the prince had already slapped the table and scolded loudly.
Except for Zhang Zhongshan's time, this is the first time Zhang Chuxue has heard a ghost talking, and it is still two fierce ghosts.
As soon as the prince spoke, the feeling of fear in Zhang Chuxue's heart dissipated a lot, although the prince's facial expression was also that hideous, and his neck obviously seemed to be elongated.
But Zhang Chuxue didn't know why, as soon as the prince spoke, she always felt that she was a joker.
Zhou An looked at the prince who was sitting on the chair with a smile, the bamboo pole in his hand rhythmically tapped on his palm, and walked over slowly.
It is almost visible to the naked eye, the prince's elongated neck shrank, and the eyes that looked at Zhou An were obviously a lot more afraid, Zhou An's ability just now, he must have seen it clearly, otherwise it would be like this?
"I say, you have mutilated two families who moved into this old house, this crime...... It's already enough to scatter your soul, right?"
When he said this again, the look on Zhou An's face also turned cold, for a fierce soul like them, Zhou An's subordinates had never been soft-hearted.
But at this moment, the prince suddenly weakened his knees, slipped off the chair, and knelt directly in front of Zhou An.
"Heaven and earth, conscience, those two families are really not our harm!"
The prince was crying about his grievances, and at the same time complaining about the injustice of the world, his prince did a good job, and suddenly the regime was overthrown, making him fall from the status of a prince to the same as the common people, where can he accept it.
But he also saw this matter, after all, birth, old age, sickness and death are things that everyone needs to experience, and he just advanced things a little earlier.
"My lord, it's not that we don't want to go to reincarnation, it's that we can't go down at all, and there are no ghosts to come to hook the soul!"
His words successfully made Zhou An stop, and a suspicious expression crept up his face.
Don't have a ghost to hook the soul?
This shouldn't be!
No matter who it is, after everyone dies, there will be ghosts to hook the soul, even if you commit suicide, it is because your yang life has arrived, just like the saying goes, the king of Hades told you to die in the third watch, and never left you until the fifth watch.
seems to be an ordinary suicide, but the reason for it is because of his own longevity.
But if there are no ghosts to hook the soul, this thing is not so simple.
"Are you sure there are no ghosts to lure the soul?"
After hearing Zhou An's words, a touch of horror crept up on the prince's face, not so much that there were no ghosts to hook the soul, but that they couldn't get out of this middle hall at all, as if there was something around them that was blocking them.
Every time they wanted to get out of this middle hall, they would be pushed back by an inexplicable force.
The suspicion in Zhou An's eyes was even stronger, the nearest feudal society was overthrown, and it would be a hundred years at most, could it be that the evil force has been controlling all this behind the scenes?
But how did they know that they would definitely come to Jinhai City, knowing that the old beggar did not settle in Jinhai City a hundred years ago.
Besides, what purpose did they have in arranging such a prince for themselves?
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou An, who really couldn't think of a reason, threw the question to this prince.
Since the old house was abandoned, have any suspicious people been here, except for the two residents who took pictures of it.
The prince rubbed his chin and made a thinking appearance, and motioned to Zhou An at the back of the middle hall without a trace, which means that the suspicious person is now in the room behind the middle hall.
Lin Fan nodded lightly, planning to take it by surprise and see if he could catch the person hiding behind.
Who would have thought that at this time, the door of the central hall was suddenly pushed open.
"Haha, it's you again."
"I see you again!"
Before, the second person who auctioned off this old mansion was once auctioned off by people and a person ran out of the old mansion in a madness, and no one expected that this madman would actually return here at such a time.