"Chen wants to take over your home, so be careful."
"Also, he knows you won't give it to him, so he specially invites ghosts. You will see ghosts in white before sunrise. At that time, he will take the opportunity to make you hide, and then destroy your house while you are not paying attention. Evacuate all your belongings. Not only can you not see your parents, but your last family fortune is also gone!"
"My uncle has been a little harsh on you over the years, but after all, I am your biological uncle and your father's biological brother. You have to believe me!"
…
Wang Yuhai Lin Zongzong said a lot, and every word was arranging for me. This is no longer groundless, it is completely the self-report of a patient with persecutory delusion.
Damn it, I'm worried that I can't find any evidence!
Wang Yuhai is now playing the family card with me to sow discord.
The most important thing is that this kid Wang Zhen really does this, no matter what Wang Yuhai's intentions are.
If you spread rumors, you will lose your legs if you refute them.
This is no exaggeration at all.
Now I really want to wake up Wang Zhen and tell him directly that all this is false. I also want to tell him that it will not harm him.
Everything in the world is always full of ridicule. The more I give sincerely, the better my opponent will be.
Perhaps, he would also be thinking morbidly - if the man named Chen is so enthusiastic, he must be plotting something, right?
Therefore, if I want him to believe me, I really need to bend his intestines a little bit.
However, I am a little curious about what ghost in white will appear before sunrise.
I just want to see what this ghost in white clothes is like!
I returned the phone intact to Wang Zhen and retreated to the corner to take a nap.
There is a window above my head, and Wang Zhen is directly opposite. This angle and posture can supervise each other very well.
Not long after, there was a sudden regular banging sound above my head.
"Bang bang bang..."
Any sound will be amplified countless times at night, especially when this sound comes from above my head, it sounds particularly harsh.
Xu Mo's sleep quality was so good that I shook him several times, but I didn't see him open his eyes.
Suddenly, Wang Zhen, who was sitting opposite me, suddenly stood up, and I stared behind me.
I instantly understood that it was probably the white-clothed ghost mentioned in the text message!
I deliberately pretended not to know anything and asked blankly, "Are you okay?"
"Don't come over here!"
Wang Zhen seemed particularly excited. He pointed at the tip of his nose and yelled at me: "Back off!"
I looked back and saw a picture of a female ghost in white floating outside the window.
Although I was fully mentally prepared, it still shocked me.
The female ghost had a blank face, all the facial features disappeared, leaving only a pale face, stuck firmly to the window.
I looked back at Wang Zhen and said softly: "You stay here, don't go anywhere."
Today I have to let you know how many eyes Lord Ma has!
I turned over and picked up the mahogany sword, and with one hand I picked up Xu Mo's black iron sword. I relied on the inertia of my shoulder to directly smash the glass. The mahogany sword in my left hand stabbed the female ghost's face door, and the big sword in my right hand whizzed with the sound of breaking wind.
I had weapons on my left and right, trapping the female ghost in a blind spot, making her unable to move at all.
However, her reaction speed was really slow. After being hit by my sword, she was hit by another sword.
What makes me feel even more strange is that the female ghost only knows how to jump up and down and doesn't fight back at all.
"Hey!"
The black iron knife cut through iron as if it were clay, and I swept it out. I pulled it back hard, and I felt like a wallpaper knife cutting through A4 paper.
This feeling is so familiar to me!
The person in front of me may not be a ghost, but an entity!
The female ghost moved around and jumped up and down. Seeing the right moment, I used the peach wood sword in my hand as a dart and flew straight ahead.
"Pfft."
The sword struck him squarely in the chest, as sharply as cutting through tofu with chopsticks, and the subsequent sound of penetration was particularly clear.
