All the evils dodge, wait for me to accept this demon king!

As soon as the voice fell, I felt that what I was asking was nonsense. When did he not follow me, it was just the difference between not showing up.

"Go!" Cang Yan replied extremely happily.

As soon as the car stopped, Xuan Minghua saw Mrs. Fu standing at the gate of the villa rubbing her hands and walking back and forth through the car window.

As soon as Xuan Minghua appeared, Mrs. Fu greeted her.

When she saw that she was sitting in a luxury car worth tens of millions, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she was even more dumbstruck when she saw Cang Yan's appearance clearly.

Which family is this overly good-looking and wealthy young man? Why doesn't she know that there is such a number one person in City A?
After regaining consciousness, Mrs. Fu led Xuan Minghua and Cang Yan closer to the villa, "According to what you said, in order not to let my husband and son, I just sent my grandma to drive to buy it on the pretext of wanting to eat roast duck from a restaurant in the west of the city." , It takes at least an hour to go back and forth. Also, I temporarily turned off the surveillance. Miss Minghua, where do we start now, the hall or the kitchen..."

"The bedroom, the one where you and your husband sleep." Cang Yan answered for Xuan Minghua.

As soon as Xuan Minghua heard this, he knew that he definitely knew all the truth, but he didn't want to directly spoil it to himself.

After all, there is no point in spoilers.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion again. He actually knew herself so well, knowing that the reason why he agreed to help Mrs. Fu to relieve her worries was not only that she couldn't resist the temptation of money, but also had a gossip mentality at work.

She had been curious as early as when she heard Mrs. Fu say that she was having nightmares, especially when she heard Mrs. Fu crying in the car about the pain in her heart, her gossip spirit burned even more, and she was eager to know What kind of guy is the other party's husband?

Follow Mrs. Fu up to the third floor, push open a heavy solid mahogany door, and walk into the bedroom of Mrs. Fu and her husband.

The bedroom is mainly in the style of Western European aristocrats in the [-]th century. It is luxurious and complicated to the eye. Coupled with the dim yellow tones, it is dazzling and gives people a sense of depression and discomfort.

From the decoration of the room, it can be seen at a glance that the owner is a person who is extremely vain and likes to attach himself to the powerful.

Thinking of the history of her husband's fortune that she heard from Mrs. Fu, Xuan Minghua had to admit that a heart can indeed be shown through hobbies.

Walking and looking around in the bedroom, she soon discovered that the real reason for the uncomfortable feeling in this room was not the excessive luxury and complicated decoration, but the strange and heavy-tasting collection habit of the male owner.

Looking at the high imitation human skeletons hung on the wall, the imitation human leather pants hanging on the hangers, and the upper body of the human body placed on the desk, even the lampshade on the lamppost of the bedside counter is imitation Skull! !
Xuan Minghua was even more curious about what kind of abnormality this male host had in his inner world, who would be so fond of collecting human body specimen accessories.

These weird and heavy-tasting collections are paired with the dull and gloomy decoration style of this bedroom, giving people a sense of sight in the underworld every minute.

Xuan Minghua glanced at Mrs. Fu, it would be strange to sleep without nightmares in such a spooky room for a long time.

The secret power went through all these specimen ornaments, and found nothing suspicious.

They are indeed just ordinary imitation accessories, without any signs of being attached.

Xiumei frowned. In that case, why did she feel that there was resentment hidden in this room?
Cang Yan walked behind her at some point, bent slightly to get closer to her, and whispered in her ear: "Look up at the photo on the bed."

photo?Xuan Minghua looked up in the direction of the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, and at a distance of five or six meters, she saw a wedding photo hanging on the wall above the bed.

The bride in the photo made her eyes shine, with a sweet smile and a tall figure. In comparison, the groom was two points inferior, but he could barely be considered a good-looking talent.

"You looked so good when you were young." Xuan Minghua looked at the bride in the photo and said sincerely.

Mrs. Fu smiled embarrassingly: "I'm old and fat, and I can't see." After a pause, as if thinking of something, she said again with a slightly changed voice, "It's him, he has been here for so many years. It seems nothing has changed."

Cang Yan glanced at Mrs. Fu, stretched out his hand and pushed Xuan Minghua two steps towards the position of the big bed, and said softly, "Honey, you don't see anything special about this photo other than the beautiful bride. place?"

Anything else special?Xuan Minghua concentrated all her attention in an instant, staring at the wedding photo carefully and repeatedly.

But after looking at it for a while, I still couldn't see anything special.

Cang Yan said again: "Don't you think the bride's smile is particularly happy?"

Xuan Minghua couldn't help giving him a sideways look, who doesn't smile happily when taking wedding photos?
Cang Yan casually turned on the lamp on the bedside table, "Come on, maybe you can see better with this light."

Xuan Minghua understood that he was implying that this wedding photo had hidden secrets, so she simply took off her slippers and went to bed, stood in front of the bed, stared at the photo and observed carefully again.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu also realized that there was something wrong with the photo, and followed suit.

Looking at it, there was a sudden scream of horror, which made Xuan Minghua tremble all over.

Turning around, staring at her slightly annoyed: "What's your name?"

Mrs. Fu pointed to the wedding photo and said incoherently, "Her, no, I, my... eyes and mouth are bleeding! A lot of blood..."

Blood?Xuan Minghua turned around and looked at the wedding photo, everything was as usual there, and the bride in the photo was still smiling like a spring flower.

Staring at the wedding photo and meditating for two seconds, Xuan Minghua raised his hand suddenly, a golden talisman formed in the palm of his hand, and then slapped it on the forehead of the bride in the photo without saying anything. The bride began to twist and change.

The sweet smile was replaced by bloody tears. Apart from the tears, her mouth and nose were bleeding. Her hands were desperately scratching in mid-air, as if she was trying to grab something. At the same time, her whole body was struggling in pain. ...In the end, all the pain and struggles were stopped in an instant, and she presented a posture of kneeling on her knees with her hands behind her hands, with her face facing up slightly, her big eyes staring unwillingly...

"Ah!!" Mrs. Fu fell to the ground when she saw this scene, "Why, why are they exactly the same?"

"What exactly is the same?" Xuan Minghua asked after hearing the words.

Mrs. Fu: "It's exactly the same as the nightmare I had. In that dream, I was killed by my husband and put into the cement bucket in this position..." Recalling all the things in the dream, my whole body trembled. Even more powerful.

Xuan Minghua looked at the talisman paper pasted on the wedding photo, his eyes were confused: If there is really something evil attached to this photo, then his talisman paper will more or less sense it, but in fact On the ground, apart from the strong resentment, she didn't sense any evil existence.