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Chapter 6 Trapped in a Haunted House

When I first saw this letter, my attention was focused on its content.

Now, looking at it again, one can easily see that the paper used in this letter is very new.

It's so new that if you smell it up close, you can smell the faint smell of ink left behind after printing on paper.

Uncle Li said that the letter he left me was written by him back then.

Obviously it can’t be the one I have!

I've been lied to!

"Damn it!" I was so angry that I punched the bed.

The bed board creaked and shook, and there was a rustling sound from outside the door.

When I heard the noise, I was startled for a moment, and then I thought of something, and cold sweat fell down my back!

Someone is eavesdropping outside the door!

I frowned slightly, stood on tiptoes and cautiously came to the door step by step.

I put my head against the door and heard tiny footsteps coming from the corridor.

It should be two people with four legs. After they went downstairs, there was another wave of footsteps going up the stairs.

The footsteps this time were normal, as if they were deliberately meant to be heard by me. There was only one person.

Thinking of the noise I made in the house just now, I gathered my emotions and took out my newly bought mobile phone.

The mobile phone cost several thousand yuan and was bought new. To be honest, it hurts me to break it.

But now I have no choice but to risk my life in order to survive.

I put the phone on the ground, crushed it with my foot, and kicked it aside. I leaned against the wall and pretended to be angry.

After a while, the door was pushed open and the man walked in. Seeing the movement in the room, he was curious about what happened to me.

I knew that the man was deliberately testing me, but I was prepared and said with a straight face on purpose.

"Uncle! Let me warn you in advance. It's not that I'm incompetent. It's just that you, my daughter, are too annoying!"

"From the moment she entered the house, she kept a straight face and refused to talk to me. It made me feel like I owed her millions!"

"To put it harshly, I came to save her life! Why did she scorn me? She also smashed my mobile phone, which cost several thousand yuan!"

The man also noticed the cell phone on the ground, walked over, picked it up, looked at it, and asked me what was going on.

I said: "I don't want to use my phone to check the guide, but I want to make her happy."

"The guide said to find common topics, so I found some videos that I like to watch and gave them to her."

"But she's good. She won't look at it if she doesn't want to. What do you mean by throwing my phone? She even stepped on it deliberately. Now it's completely scrapped. I just bought it yesterday. It cost several thousand yuan!"

The man looked at his cell phone with a broken screen. I was afraid that my words would be exposed, and I was so nervous that I almost stopped breathing.

Fortunately, after a while, the man looked up and said to me with a smile: "It's okay, Uncle Mobile will pay for it!"

"Zhixi is not a bad person. She definitely didn't mean it. This is just a misunderstanding!"

Hearing this answer, I breathed a sigh of relief and then continued.

"Even if it was a misunderstanding and she broke my phone, it doesn't matter if she apologizes to me, right?"

"She's good. She didn't even fart from beginning to end. Cixi wasn't so difficult to take care of, right? I don't care anyway, do whatever you want. It's not me who's embarrassed during the wedding night!"

The man laughed, patted me on the shoulder and said, "That's it. You go next door and rest for a while. I've already sorted out the guest room for you."

I nodded and exited, arriving at the guest room that the man had arranged for me. Sure enough, my bag was not there.

In the afternoon, I looked for reasons to ask the man for bail, but the man refused me on the pretext of having a good rest.

I also asked the man if I could go out, but of course he couldn't.

Lying on the bed in the guest room, I read the contents of the letter back and forth, and the more I read, the more angry I became!

I should have thought of this a long time ago.

In the village, Uncle Li has a very high status and reputation. He is kind to others and has never had any disputes with others.

How could such a person be so heinous and do all kinds of bad things as the letter said!

And it was from this letter that I learned about Uncle Li's death.

Now that we know that the letter is a forgery, it means that Uncle Li's death is probably also a forgery!

Maybe Uncle Li is waiting eagerly for me to rescue him, but I am stuck in the quagmire and cannot extricate myself.

I took two deep breaths, sat up from the bed, tried to stay calm, and thought about the next steps.

The biggest trouble standing in front of me right now is this deception.

The blinding method is not considered advanced in the yin and yang industry, it is almost like a ghost beating a wall.

Even for ordinary people, it only takes a drop of blood from the middle finger to apply between the eyebrows to solve the problem.

But I am different, I am a living dead, there is no Yang Fire in my body.

My blood has no effect, so I can only use magic weapons.

But all the magic weapons were in the bag, and the bag was put away by the man.

This couple was obviously on guard against me. They were probably with the group that kidnapped Uncle Li.

When I mentioned husband and wife, I suddenly thought of something. It seemed that from the moment I walked in, it was the man who had been talking to me.

At most, women just follow along and never take the initiative to talk to me. This is a bit abnormal.

And after entering the door, I never saw a woman again.

In this huge villa, except for me, the man, and Zhixi, where did everyone else hide?

With doubts in my mind, it was around five o'clock in the afternoon when the man came to call me for dinner.

Following him to the dining table in the living room, a table of hot dishes had been set.

The woman and Zhixi were also sitting in their respective seats, and the man led me to Zhixi's side.

Before sitting down, I stared at the woman a few more times and found that she was different from Zhi Xi, so she probably wasn't soul-locked.

During the dinner, I ate my meal absentmindedly, and while dealing with various problems from men, I found every opportunity to ask questions to women.

But all my topics were cleverly taken over by the man, and he agreed. The woman remained the same as when we first met, with only simple agreement.

After the meal, the man said he would take me to change into wedding clothes. I laughed and teased, "Is this so traditional?"

The man said that this was all requested by Uncle Li, and he would have to lie in the coffin when he got married later.

I asked him why, and the man handed me the wedding dress and said, "You and Zhixi are both the living dead. The wedding process must be different from that of living people. This is what Lao Li taught me."

I took the wedding dress and took a look. What kind of wedding dress was it? It was clearly a shroud.

The man also saw the weird expression on my face and said with a smile: "The living dead must wear this, Lao Li said."

After I finished changing my clothes and came out of the house, Zhixi came out on the other side, also wearing a wedding dress.

Fengguan Xiapei, with skin as thick as gelatin, it is true that she looks good, but it is also true that her whole body is full of deathly energy.

Before it got dark, the man asked us to sit in the living room and wait for a while while he went to get ready.

I don’t know if the man did it intentionally or if he forgot that the woman was still here.

His departure gave me the opportunity to talk to women.

After the man really walked away, I leaned over and whispered.

"Auntie, can I touch you?"

The woman's eyes widened and she looked at me in surprise.

There was still only a simple response: "Huh?"

"I'm offended." After saying that, I directly reached out and took her pulse.

If there is no beating, it is not a living person!

I sneered, bit the tip of my tongue, and was about to vomit blood when I opened my mouth!

The woman was frightened by me and staggered back.

At the same time, a ferocious female ghost face appeared on her face!

The so-called, the highest state of lies is seven percent true and three percent false.

Uncle Li said that the letter he left me was written by him back then.

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