Xiao Zhan's warm ears come from Mei Ling's docked tail, which can make people controlled by fear.
Wei Long was more frightened than actually seeing a ghost!
Just because he fainted from fright, he was already strong enough.
Seeing Wei Long's body tilted and falling to the ground, Wei Guohua was also stunned, thinking that this was too dramatic, right?
He quickly rushed over and called his son.
Xiao Zhan, who was dressed as a cat-faced old lady, had quietly left the kitchen and tiptoed to the main room.
The door was open, Xiao Zhan stood at the door first, shook the water off his body vigorously, and then got in.
Fan Jing was still kneeling in front of the mourning hall, throwing paper money into the brazier and mumbling something.
This girl who came from the countryside and didn't go to school for many days was actually in awe of ghosts and gods.
Otherwise, we would not have kept the mourning hall full for seven days in accordance with local customs.
Every day I pay filial piety to the old lady in front of the mourning hall.
The incense candles have never been broken.
She believed that the old lady had a spirit in heaven, but at the same time she believed that she had a clear conscience.
She never felt sorry for the elderly and took good care of them.
If you just accept this dead truth, even if the old lady commits suicide, she won't harm herself!
Xiao Zhan tilted his head and thought for a while without disturbing Fan Jing. Hearing the person coming out of the kitchen, he quickly sneaked into a bedroom next to the main room.
Photography assistant Wu Jianfeng was carrying Wei Long into the room, with others surrounding him.
They were all wet.
"What's going on?" Fan Jing was startled and asked quickly.
"He didn't know what happened, so he fainted." Videographer Zhang Qiu explained.
Wei Guohua looked strange and said, "Maybe his great-aunt wants to say a few words to him?"
"Let's put him on the bed first..." Wang Qi said beside him, holding a selfie stick.
Although Fan Jing hates the Wei family and his son, her heart is still kind.
He quickly led them to the room next to him - the same room that Xiao Zhan had just entered.
That was the room where Fan Jing usually lived, so Zhang Qiu put Wei Long on the bed.
The room is not big, and the furniture is simple and plain, which can be seen at a glance.
The lighting also uses old-fashioned light bulbs.
"You all go out, I will just take care of Long'er." Wei Guohua said.
He was worried that everyone would gather around the bed and see that his son was "faking faint".
After persuading everyone, he pushed them all out of the room and closed the door.
Wang Qi and Shen Jie walked around outside again, but saw no sign of the cat-faced old lady.
Seeing that their clothes were all wet, Fan Jing set up a stove in the main room for everyone to keep warm.
Wang Qi stood at the door holding a selfie stick to take pictures of the scenery outside.
His clothes were already soaked through. It was cold now, and Shen Jie and the others were freezing to death.
But with Wang Qi's sixth-level martial arts training and strong physique, he didn't feel cold at all.
He also communicated with the audience in the live broadcast room with great interest, where did the cat-faced old lady go?
The three of Shen Jie gathered around the stove to keep warm, and none of them were idle.
"On this thunderstorm night, the mysterious cat-faced old lady disappeared in a flash. What unknown mysteries are hidden behind the strange events?"
Reporter Shen Jie also faced the camera and began to give a professional explanation.
As soon as I heard it, I felt like I was approaching science...
They were a filming crew that went out for on-location interviews. The equipment they brought was well prepared, but it was not damaged by the rain.
In the room next to it.
"Long'er, wake up, stop acting!" Wei Guohua approached his son and tried to wake him up.
But Weilong closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.
This acting was too real... Wei Guohua swallowed and realized something was wrong.
He thought of something and quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and tried to call Wei Feng.
Ask her what's going on.
But the call went out several times but was not answered.
Wei Guohua was even more panicked.
Just at this moment, click, the lights in the room suddenly went out.
Wei Guohua immediately trembled and hurriedly turned on the flashlight on his cell phone to shine around.
He walked tremblingly to the light cord.
The light switches in this house are still the old pull-cord type.
The location is next to an old cabinet at the door.
Wei Guohua pulled it and turned on the light.
Feeling a little relieved, I turned around to return to the bed.
Click, the light went out again.
"What's going on..." Wei Guohua trembled a little.
This, this isn't a ghost pulling a lantern, right?
He panicked and looked around with his mobile phone's flashlight, then came to the door again and pulled the wire.
The light came on again.
Wei Guohua stepped back, keeping his eyes on the brake box cable.
Then, he saw a hand reaching out from the cabinet next to him, pinching the pull cord, and pulling it gently.
Click, the room fell into darkness again.
Wei Guohua instinctively shined his flashlight on the cabinet, and then he saw a figure squatting on the cabinet.
A cat face was looking down at him.
Xiaozhang hid in this room before, but Wei Long was soon sent in as well.
So Xiao Zhan hurriedly found a place to hide, climbed up to the cabinet with quick movements, and squatted on top of the cabinet.
You can't see that place unless you look carefully.
By the way, she also had a ghost-pulling lamp.
Now that Wei Guohua saw it, the ear-warming frightening effect came into play.
In the limited light of the flashlight, Wei Guohua seemed to actually see a black cat-faced monster squatting on top of the cabinet.
Opening his mouth, revealing sharp teeth: "Meow——"
"Ahhhh——"
Wei Guohua shouted much higher than his son...
He also fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" Wang Qi and others in the mourning hall outside heard the shouting and quickly went into the house to check.
But the door was pushed open by Wei Guohua, and he ran out in a pissed mess. He threw himself in front of the mourning hall with snot and tears on his face, and knelt down.
He started kowtowing loudly.
"Aunt, aunt, you are really back..." he kept shouting.
To be continued...