The misfortune incense in the censer burned into two shorts and one long, and the incense ash fell to the ground and broke into several pieces in an instant.

Everyone shook their heads and poked their heads: "It's an ominous omen, this is an ominous omen!"

After a while, the cry became clearer and harsher.

Xue Li's eyes darkened, he staggered two steps, and exclaimed in surprise: "It's Huan'er's voice!"

Among the chaotic crowd, the young man was the first to stabilize the situation, and calmly suggested, "Go and have a look first."

Although everyone was timid, they thought that with so many people, maybe they could take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and then they could get some benefits from Xue's family.

With this in mind, they followed suit.

This eerie scream seemed to lead the way deliberately, and lured everyone to Xue Huan'er's boudoir.

At this moment, Xue Huan'er has lost her consciousness, and has completely become the puppet of the ghost, at her mercy.

Her face was pale, and she folded her legs neatly, sitting in front of the dowry, dressing up in front of the bronze mirror on the table.

It is said to be grooming, but it is more appropriate to use 'self-abuse'.

Looking at the past, a pile of black hair has fallen on the ground.

The wooden comb she held in her hand was still stained with dark red blood.

The 'masters' who were still showing off their abilities just now, are now too scared to make a sound, trying to hide behind the crowd with their heads squeezed.

"Huaner, my raccoon!"

Mrs. Xue Li wanted to go forward, but was stopped by the housekeeper, "Grandma, you can't. Miss her"

Before he finished speaking, the housekeeper tightened his mouth in fright.

"Hahahahahahahahaha"

Xue Huan'er suddenly turned her head to look at the crowd, her eerie laughter sounded like weeping, as if she wanted to overturn the roof.

A pair of eyes full of evil spirits shone with a faint green light.

"I don't want this money anymore, and I won't accompany you!"

One of the men was silent and ran away.

There was a "bang", and the sudden gust of wind sealed the door tightly, stopping the man who was about to leave.

The huge impact caused him to fall heavily to the ground, and the man screamed and panted continuously.

At this moment, there were yellow water stains on the dry ground, and a pungent foul smell came along the air-conditioning.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, his legs were so paralyzed that he couldn't stand upright, so he could only crawl and crawl into the trembling crowd again.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses in disgust, and moved a few inches to the outside at the same time.

"Do you have a grievance to report?"

The young man stood at the front of the line, held his sword to his chest, and then analyzed them sternly: "If ordinary evil spirits did evil, they would definitely not go around with us. It took a lot of trouble, and they would have revealed their true colors long ago. Daddy!" The killing ring is on."

He took a breath, and then said firmly: "Generally, this kind of ghost that lingers in the master's house for a long time must have some obsession in his heart. This obsession can be favor, concern, love, greed, or hatred. And this ghost It made Xue's house restless, and I guess it's probably due to enmity with Xue's house!"

"Am I right?"

As soon as the subject changed, the boy's calm and sharp eyes moved to Xue Huan'er.

"Dong dong dong dong——"

The sound of opera playing gradually resounded in the room, the sound was getting closer and clearer, and every drum beat seemed to hit everyone's eardrums directly.

At this time, the corner of Xue Huan'er's mouth raised an arc, and she walked to the screen with small steps, her fingers were as soft as willows, pinching her fingers.

Unexpectedly, she hummed the classic passage in the opera "Yutangchun" along with the melodious and sad music.

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