Chapter 183
Chen Zhenyan's heart was shocked, and he became suspicious, "Why does this matter have something to do with my dad..."

"This matter has nothing to do with your father, but the light bulb in this house has something to do with your father, otherwise it wouldn't be flickering." Ji Yiluo said.

"What does that have to do with my dad? What happened to this house?" Chen Zhenyan looked at Ji Yiluo nervously.

Ji Yiluo glanced at him, "People have died in this house, and there is a lot of resentment, so it affects the lights in this house."

Chen Zhenyan was startled, and his body trembled, "I've died..."

After he slowed down for a while, he frowned and stared at Ji Yiluo closely, "Since someone died in this house and the resentment affected the light bulb, why didn't this happen before?"

"Because you never bumped into a dead person before." Ji Yiluo shrugged.

"The resentment in the house has been suppressed, because you bumped into the dead that day, and the resentment was stained on your body, and after you entered this house, it affected the resentment in this house."

"However, the resentment in this house has nothing to do with the resentment that haunts you. The resentment in the house will not trouble you, but it's hard to say whether you will find your father."

As Ji Yiluo said, she took a big mouthful of grape bobo, and she also finished this cup.

She put the cup on the tea table and looked at Chen Zhenyan's frozen face. His face was serious and his brows were tightly frowned. It was obvious that he hadn't digested the information he had just learned.

Two seconds later, Ji Yiluo continued: "Let's put it this way, the resentment in this house has been suppressed for some reason, and the way to undo the suppression is to make it feel the same resentment."

"That's why I said that you affected the resentment in the house, because you brought it back with resentment, and now the resentment in this house has almost gone."

Chen Zhenyan raised his head abruptly, "Then what's the matter with the resentment in this house? Why did people die? Is it the previous resident or..."

"Judging from the connection between the traces of death in this house and this house, the person who died should have nothing to do with this house." Ji Yiluo explained to Chen Zhenyan.

"Since there can be resentment, it means that the person who died must have died in vain, and your father will not let you leave here..."

Saying that, Ji Yiluo took a look at Chen Zhenyan, "I think your fortune is pretty good, good luck, and you haven't had any particularly unlucky situations."

"But the layer about your lifespan seems to be missing something. It looks like your lifespan has been shortened because of some immoral things involved."

"Besides, your fortune is also a bit problematic. It doesn't look like it was a gift from heaven, it seems like it was snatched from somewhere."

"By the way, let me remind you." Ji Yiluo looked into Chen Zhenyan's eyes.

"The aura on your body is somewhat similar to the aura of death in this house. Your father should have connected you with the dead person."

"Your father didn't let you leave, maybe he was afraid that after you left, the resentment in the house would come to him and force you to stay here."

Chen Zhenyan listened to all this with a serious expression, sighed heavily, and looked at Ji Yiluo, "I'm in my 40s and almost 70, and my dad is in his [-]s, what can he do?"

"It's not like he hasn't been young before." Ji Yiluo shrugged with a smile.

"But I'm also guessing. I haven't seen your father. I don't know if he really took his life."

"Where does your father live? Is it convenient to see him? Or... a video?" Ji Yiluo looked at Chen Zhenyan inquiringly.

(End of this chapter)

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