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I looked at the people around me. Except for Wu Ling, no one else seemed to see the weirdness of this house. Even the old man from the Wu family was just a little embarrassed. This uneasiness is not due to the atmosphere here, but because of the indifference of the person leading the way who looks down on others.

After Wu Ling got off the car, he stood at the door of the villa for a while.

She had an extra satchel on her body, but there were other things held by other members of the Wu family.

Wu Ling looked around the villa and paused for a moment on the man at the door.

The person leading the way was not impatient, the old man of the Wu family was a little anxious, and a middle-aged man had already taken the lead in shouting.

"Wu Ling, what are you doing standing here? Come on, don't keep people waiting!" After scolding Wu Ling, he looked at the young man leading the way flatteringly.

The boy from the Wu family also glared at Wu Ling and urged, "Hurry up and leave."

The young man asked: "Is there any problem?"

"No, no!" the middle-aged man replied quickly.

The old man and another man in his thirties from the Wu family looked hesitant. The middle-aged woman has been in a daze since she arrived at the villa.

Wu Ling said: "Excuse me, do you have a young man here with short to medium hair, about 1.8 meters tall, and a hooked nose? When he died, he may have been wearing a blue shirt and gray trousers? He was probably in his twenties. From age to thirty..."

When Wu Ling said this, the face of the young man leading the way changed.

The middle-aged man observed his words and quickly scolded Wu Ling again.

The young man's eyes fell on the place where Wu Ling was staring just now.

I saw his face turn livid and then start to turn white.

What else does the middle-aged man want to say.

The young man had already spoken and asked respectfully: "What else did Miss Wu see?"

The middle-aged man from the Wu family seemed to have been strangled by the neck and immediately became silent.

Wu Ling did not hide anything, and gave a detailed account of what he saw, or the situation of the house, "...This place seems to be very haunted, I'm afraid there is some special reason. In addition, here It’s also covered with something. Did someone cast a spell before?”

The young man thought for a while and said, "Mr. Wei has invited some people to do it before, but the effect was limited. His situation is still... But the people who were invited before said that the problem was with Mr. Wei himself, not the house."

Wu Ling nodded, "Then let's go in and have a look."

This time, the young man walked inside with Wu Ling.

From outside to inside the house, I clearly felt that I had passed through a layer of something.

This is not new. I also feel this way when I walk through a wall. However, I just followed everyone and walked in through the door.

Wu Ling probably felt something and paused slightly.

As for the rest of the Wu family, they were divided into distinct camps.

The eyes of the old man and the young man in his thirties were shining, the middle-aged man and the boy were uneasy and disdainful, and the middle-aged woman was timid and kept peeking around.

Passing through the brightly lit entrance hall and arriving at the living room, you suddenly feel the open and spacious space.

Every part of the villa was spacious, and all the lights were lit. Just like in the operating room, there were no shadows.

This bright environment makes me feel a little dazzling.

In either white light or yellow light, there are always things that look like jellyfish floating past. But this is not the ocean, there is no dreamy feeling, it just makes people feel weird.

In the light, those things seem to reflect light.

A female-looking ghost floated in front of Wu Ling, almost touching her face.

The face was pale and transparent, like some kind of plastic film.

She suddenly giggled, like a plastic bag blown up by the wind, flying high and flying away with her laughter.

The crystal chandelier above his head suddenly shook twice.

Wu Ling and I looked up together and saw the ghost haunting it. The ghost's body was twisted into a twist, entwining the entire crystal chandelier.

Because of Wu Ling's action, others also looked up.

The young man said: "I'm asking someone to come and see if the screws are loose."

Wu Ling shook his head, "No, there is something on top."

The living room is carpeted. When Wu Ling stepped on the carpet, the carpet suddenly grew like crazy and turned into a grassland in an instant.

Wu Ling paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward.

The fibers hooked and tangled around her body, but they didn't seem to hurt her.

Others are oblivious and walk across the carpet naturally.

There is a cat lying on the sofa.

When everyone passed in front of it, it was still two meters away from it, and it jumped up, arching its back and baring its teeth at the crowd.

The cat meowed, turned into a huge monster, and scratched the sofa to pieces.

From the cracks in the sofa, many mice poured out, each with hard black fur and small red eyes.

They squeaked, swarmed out, spread all over the room, and disappeared somewhere.

When they crawl across the feet, there is a sickening stinging sensation, as if their little claws have scratched the skin.

Wu Ling lowered his head, but quickly raised it again.

Others still had no reaction.

And the cat, as the mouse disappeared, jumped over the sofa, turned into a column of smoke, and poured into the room on the other side.

"Please come this way. Mr. Wei is in the bedroom upstairs." The young man guided everyone.

The stairs are made of wood and the handrails are carved.

Those carvings were originally just meaningless curves, but after the young man stepped onto the stairs, they turned into venomous snakes that wrapped around the handrails. The stairs turned into moss-covered stone steps, each with a large span.

At the top of the stairs, there was a painting hanging in the corridor. It was originally supposed to be a landscape painting, a somewhat tacky large lavender, so purple that it made people feel relaxed and comfortable. But now, those purples seemed to have turned into potion in the old witch's crucible, thick and smelly, flowing out of the frame. The blue sky and white clouds behind the lavender garden formed the shape of an old witch, smiling evilly at the people on the stairs.

The other side of the stairs is against the wall, and there are windows with exquisite window frames on the wall. There is no way to open these small windows. Looking out from the inside, you can see the courtyard next to the villa.

The night is dark, and there is a dim and warm light in the courtyard. But if you take a closer look, you can see that there is a bloody execution ground inside. Someone was hung in the pavilion, suffering from cramps and peeling off his skin. Those who were executed were all covered in black hoods, with their thick upper bodies exposed, and the blood vessels on their bodies were all protruding red lines. They did not look like humans at all.

I feel more and more that something is wrong with this house.

This can no longer be described as simply haunted.

The one sitting outside is indeed a ghost, but those in the house are not necessarily ghosts, right? Is it a powerful ghost that is causing people to hallucinate?

But the only ones who saw the hallucination were me and Wu Ling, who had yin and yang eyes, and no one else was aware of it.

I don't know how Wu Ling did it.

She didn't show any emotion at all, and just followed him upstairs with an expressionless face.

After stepping on the slippery stone steps, avoiding the poisonous snakes on the handrails, stepping on the witch's potion, and passing through all kinds of strange dangers in the corridor on the second floor, I entered the bedroom.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, I smelled a rotten smell.

Just like entering a historical building or going to a cemetery, no matter how clean those places are, it will still create a psychological feeling.

The room was very quiet, there was no sound at all.

In the wide light, on the big bed, a woman was lying there.

I was a little surprised.

woman?

No, "Mr." Wei?

Update 26.

Good night everyone~