Terror System
I remember who the ghost was

Seeing that Xia Feng suspected that he was not telling the truth to her, He Shuying fell silent for a while, not knowing what to say, and then replied with great confidence.

"Little Taoist, I don't know why you said that, but I really have no reason to hide it from you."

"Again, no one wants to be entangled by a ghost for three or two days, and if it's not good, they'll lose their lives because of it. "

Through the contact during these two days, Xia Feng felt that He Shuying was a much more reliable woman than her husband Feng Xiang. He really didn't look like the type of person who couldn't shed a tear without seeing the coffin, and he still deliberately hid it.

But this time, the most critical person in the material task was He Shuying.If He Shuying did not hide it, then this doubt should not arise.

“I believe in Ms characters. He, but I don't rule out the possibility that you ignored him by accident."

"Maybe some of the things you know are very important to help you overcome the current difficulties, but you have ignored them." WEB."

"When I say this, you should be able to understand what I mean. "

At this moment, Xia Feng changed his way of expressing his thoughts.

"You mean, some things are obviously very important, but I don't think it has anything to do with this, do you?"

After He Shuying heard this, she looked at Xia Feng doubtfully.

"That's right, that's what I mean. Think carefully, in your past experience, in particular, recently, did you do something more hateful, or say something to hate? "

Whether it was He Shuying or Feng Xiang, it was clearly not like the master who had the courage to kill people, either, but it does not rule out the possibility that some of their actions and words have aroused the hatred of a dying paper man, or that they think it is nothing, but rather causing the death of a person.

It was not impossible for something like this to happen, and this logic was more in line with it, neither He Shuying nor Feng Xiang had any impression of female ghosts.

After Xia Feng said this, He Shuying fell into the memories of the past few days.

Xia Feng just sat quietly beside her and did not say anything, afraid that her sudden words would disturb He Shuying's mind.

At the same time, Feng Xiang's old man's house.

"I really didn't fight with Shuying. Really, he had returned to his parents' house. I only came back to stay for two days when I was alone. Yes ... don't fuss. Sleep now! "

Feng Xiang closed the door of his parents' room, It could be said that ever since he came back here, his parents kept nagging, suspecting that he had been having a fight with He Shuying.

He hesitated to call He Shuying. After all, she was still in the haunted house, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

However, when she thought that He Shuying was determined to divorce her, she felt cold, thinking that she would still divorce me, so why bother with your life and death.

In recent years, even though he traveled a lot on business, this year, because he had become a parent in the company, he was rarely sent.

However, he often used business travel as an excuse, and often stayed away from home for more than half a month in a month.

Not how busy he was with work, but he was having an affair at the company.

It was a freshman who had just graduated and had studied with him before, so the two gradually developed a good impression of each other.

Everyone knows that when you have a new love, You forget your old love A college student who has just graduated and does not understand the laws of reality is obviously more seductive and fresh than the unattractive He Shuying.

That was why Feng Xiang was tired of hanging out with female students every day. The student did not mind that he was married. In the end, he just wanted to find supporters in the company, and he didn't want to be with her forever.

The female student thought so, but Feng Xiang did not think so. When she fell in love with He Shuying, the relationship between the two was unreliable as she had always run away.

So it seemed like the two of them were respecting each other like guests, and they usually did not fight or make trouble, but in reality, He Shuying could not make it fluctuate emotionally at all.

If it wasn't for worrying about her parents, she wouldn't be happy to get a divorce right away.

The house was bought before marriage. His parents bought him for full money, and He Shuying's name was not written. After marriage, their possessions were not dependent on each other, so there was no loss to him at all in the divorce.

No more than marital status, from marriage to divorce.

Returning to the small bedroom where normally no one lived, Feng Xiang pulled out his phone and called his good student.

"Xiao Tian, what are you doing? Did your best friend from your hometown leave?"

"Yet... I'm fine, I just miss you. If your best friend leaves, I'll go to your place."

"Okay, you can talk to him, I close first. "

Feng Xiang hung up the phone and inevitably cursed.

"Grass, how long have I lived here, and I haven't left yet! It makes me unable to pass."

If not for the student's best friend coming over, he wouldn't have been able to return to his parents, he would have gone to his gentle village long ago.

Lying on the damp sheets, looking at the blurry scenery outside, Feng Xiang could not help but be a little stunned, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a "crashing" sound" like a mouse moving under the bed. .

"Why are the rats still in?"

Feng Xiang smashed the bed with his heels, but instead of disappearing, the sound under the bed became louder.

Not only that, some dim yellow lights in the bedroom also begin to blink frequently.

Looking at the dark and white bedroom for a while, Feng Xiang could not help but think about what happened last night His heart suddenly lifted in his throat, and she doubted that the female ghost might have found her here, right? .

He jumped out of bed in a hurry and wanted to get out to take a look, but as soon as his foot landed, his entire body shivered uncontrollably, feeling his ankle like it was being gripped by a pair of hands.

"What-what!"

Feng Xiang suddenly cried out in fear, his eyes involuntarily looking at his ankles, but as he felt, a gray hand passed through the head of the bed that was almost on the ground, clasping firmly on the ground, on his ankle.

It turned out, under his bed, there were ghosts hiding.

Feng Xiang struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the more pain in his ankle, and his parents sleeping next to him seemed unable to hear his cries, and no one came to check on him.

Falling to the ground, Feng Xiang tried his best to lie on the side of the room door. During this process, the female ghost whose face was covered with puncture wounds and her mouth was stitched entirely with iron wire was being stabbed by her. Little by little he was dragged out from under the bed.

Feng Xiang was so scared that he wet the bed, and begged for fear of death.

"Let it go, I really don't hurt you, don't bother me anymore, okay... Please..."

The female ghost closed her eyes at Feng Xiang's plea, and at this moment, she was only half a body away from Feng Xiang.

"It seems I've seen that female ghost somewhere."

After being silent for almost half an hour, He Shuying finally thought of something and suddenly said to Xia Feng.