The Strongest Terror System

Xia Feng ignored He Shuying's inquiry and focused all his attention on the female ghost.

It's not that he deliberately pretended to be cold and didn't want to answer He Shuying, but at this moment, the female ghost in the kitchen suddenly stopped moving and turned around slowly.

Its face was drenched with blood, and there were streaks that seemed to have been slashed by a blade. Those flesh turned out like a fresh wound, and blood kept flowing silently down the wound.

Cold sweat soaked through Xia Feng's clothes in an instant, and he froze by the door in horror, only feeling that his legs were as soft as two twists.

"Little Daoist, what's wrong with you?"

Just when Xia Feng was about to lose his hold and wanted to shout out loud, He Shuying suddenly came to his side, followed his example and looked towards the kitchen.

"Did you see it?"

Xia Feng raised his hand with a trembling voice and pointed at the female ghost who was slowly walking towards them in his sight.

"Little Daoist, don't scare me, I didn't see anything!"

When He Shuying heard Xia Feng's reminder, her face turned pale with fright, but from her point of view, the kitchen was normal.

Feng Xiang looked at Xia Feng and the two dubiously for a while, then got up from the sofa and walked over with a look of complete disbelief.

Without moving, he directly blocked the door of the kitchen.

"When are you two going to get nervous? Whether you are a true Taoist or a fake Taoist, please leave my house as soon as possible. There is no problem in my house!"

Just as Feng Xiang finished speaking to Xia Feng, the chandeliers in the living room began to flicker extremely frequently.

Then, not knowing what He Shuying saw, she suddenly raised her hand and pointed at Feng Xiang who was standing at the door of the kitchen, and cried out in extreme horror:

"Ghost... there are ghosts..."

He Shuying was so frightened that she slumped on the ground. Xia Feng saw it clearly at this time. The female ghost who had been in the kitchen was standing upright behind Feng Xiang.

Obviously, this time, not only was he able to see it, but He Shuying also saw it.

The lights in the living room flickered faster and faster, alternating black and white. Feng Xiang also turned his head uncertainly after hearing He Shuying's scream.

Immediately afterwards, a **** face suddenly appeared in his sight.

The face was so close to him that it almost touched him completely.

"what-!"

After seeing the appearance of the female ghost with his own eyes, Feng Xiang was so frightened that he almost wet his pants. He ignored He Shuying, who had collapsed on the ground, and fled into the bedroom, even locking the door behind him.

After the chandelier flickered frequently, it completely lost its brightness.

The room was plunged into silent darkness in an instant.

During the process, Xia Feng only felt a pain in his wrist. He subconsciously touched it with the other hand, but he was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand, because he actually touched a strand of dry hair!

"what-!"

Xia Feng, who had endured and endured again and again, finally couldn't help exclaiming this time, but soon, the chandelier that had been extinguished turned on again without warning.

The female ghost was gone, He Shuying sat on the ground with her mouth open, still terrified, Xia Feng subconsciously looked at his aching wrist, and saw a clearly visible purple scratch there.

The heart was beating wildly in an uneasy mood, Xia Feng slowed down for a while, and it was only slightly better.

He dared to look at the kitchen again, but he didn't see the female ghost again.

Thinking that the female ghost might have left, Xia Feng helped He Shuying up on the ground and said comfortingly:

"It's all right. It's gone."

After He Shuying was lifted up by Xia Feng, she lay on the sofa and began to cry.

I don't know if I heard Xia Feng say it's alright. Feng Xiang, who hid in the bedroom before, carefully opened the door. After he was sure that it was all right, he walked out nervously.

"Wife, are you all right?"

"Do not touch me!"

He Shuying pushed away Feng Xiang who wanted to see how he was, and said to him in disappointment:

"Feng Xiang, let's get a divorce. You really disappointed me this time."

"My wife, I was wrong. You can't blame me for this. After all, I didn't see it before."

Seeing He Shuying's resolute attitude, Feng Xiang didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly explained.

Just when the two of them wanted to say something else, Xia Feng's ironic voice suddenly came from the door.

"The two of you talk slowly. I'm a liar, so I won't be beaten out again."

"Master, don't go!"

Seeing that Xia Feng was going to leave, Feng Xiang's attitude also made a 180-degree turn, chasing directly behind Xia Feng, and said apologetically:

"Master, my house is really haunted, you can't ignore it!"

"Don't call me a Taoist priest, I'd better listen to you call me a liar. Besides, your house really doesn't have ghosts, even if there are ghosts, it's fine, aren't you all still alive and well? Unlike me, your hands and necks are all over the place. Got caught."

When Xia Feng was talking, he deliberately exposed his hands and necks, which were caught by the female ghost. Feng Xiang was even more frightened and broke into a cold sweat after seeing it, and asked in fear:

"This...is this what the ghost did?"

"It wasn't caused by the female ghost. I just pinched myself when I had nothing to do. You said how sick I am!"

"I was wrong, Taoist priest. You must not have the same knowledge as me. You must help us, otherwise we may not even know how to die."

Feng Xiang's bowels are about to turn blue now, and he really wants to slap himself to death. Why didn't he shed tears when he didn't see the coffin before?

"You will definitely know how you died, because I can tell you now that you were killed by that ghost.

Don't stop me, I'm going back now. "

"Master, please don't go! I beg you, can't I kneel down for you, sir, don't remember the villain's deeds, don't have the same knowledge as me.

I'm not a thing, I'm blaming good people, I should be damned. "

Feng Xiang dragged Xia Feng with a shameless face, but did not let Xia Feng go out.

Xia Feng didn't even think about it and just left. After all, even if he didn't care about the lives of He Shuying and Feng Xiang, he still had to think about himself. If he couldn't complete the material task, he would be wiped out.

So after being a living ancestor for Feng Xiang for a while and having taught him a lesson, Xia Feng sat back on the sofa in the living room and asked He Shuying and the two:

"That female ghost you two have seen this time, she is definitely not someone to mess with, UU reading www.uukanshu.com but as the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts, why does that female ghost like to stay with you? Home, but not going to someone else's house?

Could it be that the two of you have done something shameful in the past? "

Hearing Xia Feng's words, Feng Xiang's expression suddenly changed. He just didn't know whether he thought what Xia Feng said was a bit ugly, or he suddenly thought of something.

On the contrary, He Shuying shook her head and said with great certainty:

"Little Daoist, I, He Shuying, have never done anything bad for others since I was a child.

I don't know why the ghost came to us. "

Xia Feng saw that He Shuying did not speak, and then asked Feng Xiang with some doubts:

"If Ms. He didn't do anything bad, then you must be the one who did it!"

"Little Daoist, I swear, I really didn't do anything bad. If I did, then I'd have to die, and I'd be struck by five thunders..."

"Boom!"

Before Feng Xiang's oath was finished, he thought of a deafening thunder outside the window, which scared Feng Xiang and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Seeing Feng Xiang's veiled appearance, there must be something to hide, Xia Feng rolled his eyes, and then deliberately said to He Shuying:

"Ms. He, I don't know the ins and outs of what happened. I can't deal with that ghost. I believe you have nothing to hide from me, but I don't believe your husband.

So sorry, I can't help you. "

"Snapped-!"

As soon as Xia Feng's voice fell, He Shuying slapped Feng Xiang's face with a slap in the face, not only stunned Feng Xiang, but also looked at Xia Feng, who was stunned.

"Feng Xiang, you really want to watch me die for you, don't you!"