Missy's Ghost Guard

Chapter 276 Mystery
A crowd of people poured in.

Zhao Yanzhi pursed her red lips, and cast a reproachful glance at Wang Zhiheng: "Hey, let me tell you, although we didn't have any malicious intentions, you agreed too quickly, right? What if we came to your door to trouble you, it would be so easy Let us in, okay?"

"Yeah, aren't you afraid that we have other plans and want to use you to do something?" Chu Tangtang also asked suspiciously.

Wang Zhiheng smiled shyly: "I'm a waste, what can you use me for? I'm poor and white now, what can you plan on me?"

The crowd was speechless.

Zhou Qiang laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, why bother to belittle yourself? You are still young, you have plenty of youth to squander, and you will have many opportunities to rise in the future. I remember an internet novelist in your circle invented a wise saying, It's very popular, called: 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!"

"Those teenagers have infinite potential, but I..." Wang Zhiheng's body was heavy, his face actually had a trace of lifelessness, his eyes were covered with haggard bloodshot eyes, it can be seen that the whole person has fallen into extreme decadence and despair.

Zhou Qiang was a little surprised, because according to what Uncle Wei said, this Wang Zhiheng just inherited 100 million cash from his uncle, and there is likely to be a follow-up inheritance.After all, most of a person's real estate is real estate, as well as deposits and various collections, and cash is a minority after all.

Therefore, Wang Zhiheng's life should have been completely rewritten by the huge inheritance!
Why is he so sad?
At this time, Wang Zhiheng showed a scribbled hospital test report, which solved everyone's doubts.

"According to the test results I went to the hospital in the morning, my ALS is already terminally ill and I will die soon." Wang Zhiheng gritted his teeth and shook his head, "My family has always suffered from this disease, which seems to be related to the Genetics. It's like a lingering curse in our family! Now, it's finally my turn."

"That is to say..." Zhou Qiang frowned, feeling a strange coincidence in his heart, "You just got the inheritance from your uncle, and then fainted, and then you went to the hospital to be tested for advanced frostbite?"

Such a small probability incident happened to this young man named Wang Zhiheng, which made Zhou Qiang instinctively suspicious and vigilant at the same time!

Coincidentally, this word is extremely sensitive to Zhou Qiang.

Could it be that the man behind the scenes who manipulated his life is now targeting Wang Zhiheng?

At this thought, Zhou Qiang felt awe-inspiring, and directly stretched out his hand: "Mr. Wang Zhiheng, don't you suspect that there is a taste of conspiracy in the coincidence?"

Wang Zhiheng was startled, looked at him with some doubts, and then shook his head like a rattle: "No, this strange gentleman, our family has been suffering from ALS for generations. In fact, in the days when I was young Here, I also have mild symptoms of ALS, but I am too poor, and I know that I can’t afford the treatment fee, so I have never gone to the hospital for examination. Over the years, I have occasionally fainted and lost consciousness time, so, no surprise."

"So that's how it is..." Ai Ningxue's suspicion disappeared immediately, and she sighed, "ALS is a truly terminal illness. According to the current international medical standards, there is no effective cure. All Patients basically can only rely on drugs and equipment to barely maintain their lives. Of course, if they are rich enough, their lives can last for a long time. For example, Mr. Hawking, a well-known black hole physicist, has this disease However, he is also a popular science best-selling author and earns a lot of remuneration, so he can always get the top treatment."

"But I'm just a street novelist, and the royalties I earn can only make ends meet." Wang Zhiheng's eyes dimmed.

He coughed twice, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, because there was blood foam in his palm.

Hematemesis, which is one of the symbols of terminal illness, means that life is not long.

Zhou Qiang took a deep breath and crossed his fingers. His keen self-awareness told him that this matter was far from simple.

Therefore, Zhou Qiang simply stretched out his hand: "My name is Zhou Qiang, and I just bought this rough house that has not yet been renovated in time, so I am your new landlord. It is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Wang Zhiheng also quickly reached out, showing a hint of flattery. After all, if you offend the landlord, it will be difficult to rent such a high-quality and cheap apartment in other places, and it is equipped with a toilet and bathroom. Although it is a dilapidated building, it is actually The interior is pretty solid too.

"Mr. Wang Zhiheng, if you trust me, you can show me the will from your uncle." Zhou Qiang said frankly.

A will is the category of relics!

Then I can use the relic technique to peek into the secret of this will, and see what its owner intends.

"Okay." Wang Zhiheng said with a slight smile. After all, the content of the will is undeniable, and there is no way to tamper with it. Besides, the strangers in front of him should not make trouble with it.

Soon, Wang Zhiheng walked to the desk, took out the folded will from a dictionary, and handed it to Zhou Qiang.

Zhou Qiang nodded, and said solemnly: "Where is there a quiet room, let me go in and study it alone. Don't bother me, so as not to interfere with my thoughts."

For Zhou Qiang's hobby, everyone except Huang Wei is no stranger to it.

"Okay." Although he felt strange, Wang Zhiheng still pointed to an empty room, "It's a place to store some building materials, and it's relatively quiet."

Without further ado, Zhou Qiang immediately grabbed the will, quickly walked into it, and locked the door.

2 minutes later.

After the relic technique was activated, Zhou Qiang smelled a strong smell of blood from the will!

In a haze, he saw the dying old man with a ferocious smile on his face, holding a pen, copying the will word by word, like a silver hook painted on iron.

What made Zhou Qiang's scalp tingle was that the old man was wearing a scarlet bloody coat, and the countless mottled bloodstains seemed to exude a strong fishy smell, and his two eyeballs were also a strange scarlet color, which was extremely frightening and frightening. It's not like a living person.

As he wrote, with a playful smile on his face, he said to himself: "My only blood relative is this little guy named Wang Zhiheng. He is my elder brother's son. He has been kept in captivity by me for 20 years. Now It can finally work. His physical body should be a perfect match for my soul. I will be reborn on his body and come back!"

Then, when Zhou Qiang pricked up his ears, wanting to continue to hear clearly the words of the old man in blood.

A weird scene happened!

The old man who was writing a suicide note suddenly raised his head and looked in Zhou Qiang's direction, his eyes were strange and empty.

"Can he see me? Is he still alive?" Zhou Qiang was terrified, he instinctively ended the relic technique, and immediately woke up from that dazed state.

Then, he felt that his back was already wet with sweat, and there were countless beads of sweat on his forehead.

"He must still be alive!" Zhou Qiang thought about what he saw and heard when he was using the relic technique, then he pushed open the door and stumbled towards Huang Wei, Wang Zhiheng and Ai who were still chatting. Ningxue, Zhao Yanzhi, Chu Tangtang and the others.

And at this time.

Zhou Qiang saw that everyone's faces were suddenly distorted, pale and ferocious, as if a ghost had been revived, and they all looked at him with creepy eyes, as if they wanted to eat someone.

"You guys..." Zhou Qiang was horrified, he was almost scared to death by the horrible scene in front of him, after all, this kind of scene that can only be found in horror movies can really scare people to tears.

But at this moment, Zhou Qiang suddenly had an idea in his head: Yes! ! !Isn't this bullshit?How can the pictures in horror movies appear in reality?Moreover, Uncle Wei, the master of Fengshui, was on the scene, so why should there be ghostly phenomena?
What's more, the area of ​​Shuangchui Mountain has already been deployed with special formations by Uncle Wei, so it is even more impossible for weird hauntings to occur.

can't be reality...

That is to say: I am still in the state of the relic, I am still in a nightmare!

He took a deep breath. As the killer king Q who has experienced countless horrible incidents, Zhou Qiang quickly adjusted his mind and calmed down all the emotional fluctuations. "You are Wang Zhiheng's uncle? Do you want to use sorcery to occupy his body, and then use the advantages of blood relatives to replace it, so as to resurrect him on his body? Oh, this should be called the rebirth of the house, right?! "

Zhou Qiang, who was wearing the jade pendant from Chen Shengli on his neck, quickly made inferences. According to the fact that Chen Shengli's remnant soul still existed, he deduced that Wang Zhiheng's uncle was not completely dead.

"You are very sharp..." A vicissitudes of life and cold voice came from the back of Zhou Qiang's head.

Zhou Qiang turned his head slowly, and saw a rickety old man in blood clothes, looking at him coldly, his face was somewhat similar to Wang Zhiheng's, it was almost made of the same mold, and he could tell that he was a blood relative.

"Get out of here, don't come to hinder me!" The old man reminded solemnly, with a strong warning in his voice.

Zhou Qiang smiled lightly, and said sarcastically, "Wouldn't Wang Zhiheng be sure to die if I didn't stop you? I said, you are his uncle after all, and you really have the power to snatch his body and occupy the magpie's nest." !"

"What's none of your business?!" The old man was quite impatient, and quietly said, "Don't think that I can't do anything to get you. Now, although I am in a pure soul state, I can easily manipulate Wang Zhiheng to kill you on the spot. Kill!"

"Your threat is too clumsy." Zhou Qiang laughed, "I know an S-level supernatural being, after his death, the powerful three souls and seven souls can't do what you said. So, you who?"

The old man was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Zhou Qiang was experienced in such mysterious matters!
Therefore, his bluffing plan immediately failed.

"I..." The old man wanted to continue threatening.

However, Zhou Qiang yelled lazily: "Brother Chen Shengli, I have put your jade pendant in three spirit stones to warm up a lot these days, you should have absorbed enough energy, and it's time to wake up." ? I'm going to be killed by an old hooligan, you have to help me anyway?"

The voice just fell.

I saw a slightly blurred figure appearing in front of Zhou Qiang, with a bohemian smile on his face, and he shrugged his shoulders boredly: "I said, Zhou Qiang, you are too crazy, right? Your luck is also really weird , I don’t know whether I should say that you were lucky, or that you had eighteen lifetimes of blood misfortune, and you actually bumped into the famous and notorious ‘Blood Demon’!”

"Blood Demon?!" Zhou Qiang was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, as if he had been poked into a weak spot.

(End of this chapter)