The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 99 The Witch
Qiao Yimo couldn't speak, she could only cry silently in her heart, she really didn't want to face such a scary grimace all the time.

But no matter where she turned, the ghost would come quickly and wait for the opportunity to scare Qiao Yimo.

"Miss Qiao, is your neck uncomfortable?" Meng Hui looked at her suspiciously.

Qiao Yimo smiled embarrassingly, "Hehe, I feel a little uncomfortable. I got a stiff neck in the morning..."

"That's it, then you should go back to rest early after you finish measuring later." Meng Hui smiled and was very considerate. Qiao Yimo nodded gratefully, and turned to stare at the ghost.

She coughed twice, and followed Meng Hui to another room.

The ghost shadow has been following her relentlessly in an attempt to scare Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo looked at him jumping up and down like he was looking at a fool.

"Can you stop the meeting?" Qiao Yimo couldn't bear these words, and squeezed them out between his teeth.

"Miss Qiao, what are you talking about?" Meng Hui turned to look at her in surprise.

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat, it's over, he was discovered!
"No...it's nothing, I just lament that there are so many rooms here." Qiao Yimo laughed.

"You can really deceive people!" Ghosting snorted coldly, and continued to jump up and down to scare Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo rolled her eyes, not planning to pay any more attention to this boring ghost.

"Push!"

A sweet laugh sounded.

It turned out to be Meng Hui's laughter.

Qiao Yimo was stunned, and looked up. Meng Hui raised her hand to cover her mouth slightly, then coughed twice, her eyes dodged a little, "It's almost here, let's go and see other rooms."

Qiao Yimo was a little puzzled. What she said just now didn't seem very funny.

The two stopped and stopped, but they only went around half of the haunted house, and your ghost shadow followed along the way, and at this time, you were so tired that you collapsed to the side.

Qiao Yimo was concentrating on recording Meng Hui's request, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

She raised her head subconsciously, and suddenly two or three small ghost figures floated in.

"Ghost!"

Qiao Yimo was startled and couldn't control his volume.

The ghost who had been following them jumped up instantly, and the trembling look was actually startled by Qiao Yimo.

"What are you shouting! You're so scared to death!" The ghost actually whimpered.

Qiao Yimo looked at him contemptuously, he was obviously a big man, yet he was so timid.

What's more, he is a ghost himself, so he is afraid of ghosts?

"Coward!" Qiao Yimo muttered, the ghost glared at him fiercely, looked at the little ghost floating over, and subconsciously shrank aside.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Yimo couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

Meng Hui looked at her in surprise, "Miss Qiao, are you okay?"

Qiao Yimo was choked all of a sudden, she just yelled, Meng Hui wouldn't think she was abnormal.

She hurriedly made amends, "I was scared by the props on the ground just now, I'm sorry..."

Meng Hui didn't speak, but just took a deep look at Qiao Yimo.

She didn't dare to be unprincipled anymore, and continued to walk around the room with a measuring stick.

The two little ghosts who just appeared did not seem to be the souls of dead people. Although they looked like children, they had big faces and thick necks, and eyes like copper bells. kind of ghost.

The little ghost seemed afraid to touch living people, seeing them approaching, he could only avoid the two of them.

Qiao Yimo caught a glimpse of the ghost from the corner of his eye and was cornered by two child ghosts.

"...Aren't you a ghost too? Why are you afraid of us?" The immature voice questioned the ghost.

"What nonsense! I'm afraid I'll hurt you too much!" Gui Ying retorted loudly with a guilty conscience.

"Nonsense, you are afraid of us!"

"I do not have!"

Qiao Yimo turned his back to them, listening to the content of their quarrel, although he couldn't stop laughing in his heart, but he was afraid that Meng Hui would find out, so he could only suppress the corners of his mouth.

Those two little ghosts lingered on the ghost shadow relentlessly, when suddenly a dark wind picked up, Qiao Yimo felt chills all over his body.

She turned her head to look over, only to find that the phantom, which was just an ordinary ghost, had doubled in size at some point, with a sinister face and a faint black aura on her body.

How is this going?

"Go away!" the ghost roared angrily.

The two little ghosts were frightened and disappeared into the room in an instant.

"Huh?" Meng Hui looked a little surprised.

Qiao Yimo thought that Meng Hui was confused by her performance again, after all, she, an ordinary person, couldn't see ghosts.

She stared at the ghost with shock on her face. This guy was a cowardly and happy ghost before, even afraid of little ghosts. Why did he become so powerful all of a sudden?

But after the disappearance of the two little ghosts, the ghost image returned to its previous appearance. Seeing Qiao Yimo staring at him, he seemed a little uncomfortable, stumbled out of the room, and then disappeared.

Qiao Yimo opened his mouth to stop him, but subconsciously glanced sideways at Meng Hui.

But Meng Hui's eyes fell on the direction of the door, her lips parted slightly, and she muttered to herself, "... Luo Xiu..."

Her voice was so low that Qiao Yimo couldn't hear it clearly, so Fox asked, "What did Miss Meng say she wanted to fix?"

It was only then that Meng Hui came back to her senses, with a serious expression on her face, "I'm sorry, Ms. Qiao, that's all for today's measurement. I have some personal matters. Let's make an appointment tomorrow."

Party A said tomorrow, so they can only come back tomorrow.

Meng Huike politely sent Qiao Yimo to the door, and then closed the door of the haunted house heavily.

The mind of Party A is really changeable, and it is impossible to guess.

Qiao Yimo sighed, lowered her head and sent a message to Yin Dahai, asking him to come pick her up.

"Who is it!" The sudden voice from behind made Qiao Yimo tremble with fright.

She quickly turned her head to look over, and there was an old man standing behind her, holding a mahogany sword in his hand.

The mahogany sword pointed directly at Qiao Yimo, "Say! Who are you!"

"I... I'm a designer, and I'm here to measure houses for clients." Qiao Yimo was overwhelmed by the old man's aura. "Yeah?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, as if examining the authenticity of her words.

"This...can you take it away?" Qiao Yimo pointed to the mahogany sword, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The old man snorted, put away the mahogany sword clumsily, stared at Qiao Yimo and asked, "Will someone live in this place? Don't you know that this house has killed people?"

"Killed? What's going on?"

Qiao Yimo remembered Qiao Na's words before, and couldn't help being curious.

The old man looked around, then approached Qiao Yimo and lowered his voice mysteriously, "The business of this haunted house used to be very good, but a manager died suddenly the year before last, and after that, several tourists came here and were scared to death!"

(End of this chapter)