Wen Yang looked calm about this, "What's wrong with one of my friends?"

"What friend?" Feng Lingche asked: "Is your friend a man or a woman?"

Wen Yang glanced at him. It was not a good thing for the mortal fetus to know that Bai Wuchang's identity was not a good thing. She pondered for a moment and said, "An old friend in the Xuanmen is a man."

Feng Lingche's eyes were slightly dark, and he suddenly asked, "Is it the boss of that Qingfeng Pharmacy?"

Wen Yang didn't expect that he would guess, so he smiled and turned the topic elsewhere, "Oh, by the way, Xu Jin sent me a WeChat message this morning, I have the full authority to hand over whether he has any ideas about the design of the top floor of Fengyue Building."

Feng Lingche had no objection in this regard, and looked at her and said, "Don't worry about this matter. If it is not done well, just tear it down and re-work it."

Wen Yang: "…"

OK, the boss is the boss.

The study room was quiet.

At this time, Wen Yang realized that the hand that had just taken the vein was still on Feng Lingche's wrist and did not take it away. She blushed and wanted to withdraw, but was caught by Feng Lingche.

He thought she was leaving, and his black eyes stared into her eyes, "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

Wen Yang usually doesn't enter his room. Once she comes in, there will definitely be something wrong, but she obviously looks leisurely today, and he can't guess thoroughly, so he simply asks directly.

Wen Yang opened her mouth and hesitated for a long time but couldn't say it. Instead, her face turned red. Feng Lingche laughed and rubbed her hair with a funny look, "Since it's okay, let's go back first."

Wen Yang was waiting for this sentence. When Feng Lingche finished speaking, she almost ran away.

When she returned to the room, her heartbeat was still accelerating. She sat on the bed and recited the meditation mantra for 10 minutes before she returned to her calmness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a room full of ghosts stared at her with big eyes.

Since the maid experienced a haunted incident last time, almost no one dared to go to the second floor except for cleaning, which also made Wen Yang happy and free to wake up. As long as he woke up, he would release the three ghosts in the Ruyi Pure Bottle to move freely.

Of course, the so-called free activities are just to help her make money.

Although Wen Yang has 50% of the Feng family's industry, she is actually still a poor person. In terms of the kindness that she has to pay back one more cent, she chose to rather let herself be poor. After all, it is easy to borrow but not easy to repay.

But being poor is not a solution. For example, what you have to do in front of you is about to be auditioned, and the money left over from her ring was invested by Fu Chenhong. Now, I haven’t even bought the fabric of the fairy skirt I have to wear during the audition, so how can I let Ping Dai do it?

Fu Chenhong was completely unhappy. He pounded and beat the computer, and within a while, he used hacking technology to hack into the account of a fraud company.

Zhou He looked closer and couldn't help laughing, "More than 200? The current market for scammers is so bad?"

Fu Chenhong didn't expect that it took a long time to make so little effort. He said depressedly, "In the past, my friend made so much money by 'robbing the rich and helping the poor'. Why was it my turn to be so lucky?"

Wen Yang stood behind him and knocked his head hard, "Do you want luck if you are a ghost? If you dare to use hacking technology to do bad things, I will throw you on a sow."

Chen Yan has been with them for a long time and has learned to joke, "When Zhou He is reincarnated, will he hold a pig to hold a wedding?"

Zhou He imagined the picture, shivered all over, and patted Fu Chenhong on the shoulder, "Then you should change the way to make money."

Speaking of this, Fu Chenhong suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Master Wen, when are you going to go to my house?"

After he reminded this, Wen Yang realized that she had not yet taken Fukuze Jinguang. She calculated her fingers and immediately started to bounce again as soon as she sat on the bed.

"It's just right now!"

-

The Fu family was in panic at this time.

A few days ago, a repairman died inexplicably in the backyard well. Since the day of the blow, there have always been a "ding ding dong dong" beating by the well in the middle of the night.

At first, the servant thought it was a rat who was greedy for water, so he jumped into the wooden barrel and hit the well wall. However, after unloading the barrel the next day, there was still some movement. Now everyone was panicked and wondered if it was the dead repairman who had not fulfilled his wish before his death and his soul refused to leave.

But Miaoqing, a famous master of Feng Shui and metaphysics, was staying in the hospital. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fu had to find a few Taoist priests and asked them to do a ritual to send the repairman away. As a result, when she woke up the next day, all the Taoist priests were dead!

And it was terrifying in death, with eyes wide open, as if I had seen something terrifying!

When the captain of the criminal police team received the report, he was sitting in the office writing a report about the "Li Xuan Murder Case". When he received a call from the reporter, he claimed that the person who reported the case claimed that a ghost was killing someone at his house, and almost laughed.

He is the representative of the incarnation of justice and has seen countless bizarre cases. According to his famous saying, "There are only police officers who cannot solve the case, and there is no criminal scene that is not missed!"

Xiao Qiang immediately called two subordinates and drove to the Fu family.

After entering the Fu family, Xiao Qiang's first feeling was that it was very cold here.

Unlike the cold that cools down in early autumn, it is a creepy cold that penetrates into the bone marrow!

But he was an atheist, so he naturally didn't believe in any ghosts and gods. He just frowned and followed the housekeeper to the backyard.

As soon as he came in, Xiao Qiang was pasted with talisman paper from the whole yard to lightning. Not only that, there was also a fairy table for rituals in the middle of the yard. The table was filled with paper money and a black dog with dry blood.

When reporting the case, the four dead bodies were now neatly parked next to the well in the backyard, covered with white cloth.

Xiao Qiang first walked up and lifted the white cloth and looked at it. Then he asked in a deep voice, "Who is the reporter?"

In the corner, a woman dressed in a noble lady raised her hand, "...Police Officer Xiao, it's me."

Xiao Qiang turned around and walked towards the talking Mrs. Fu.

He signaled his subordinates to record, and asked calmly, "Who discovered the body first?"

At this time, Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of fear and fatigue. She shrank her shoulders and sat on the Grand Master's chair with a slightly red eye. Obviously, she had just cried. A middle-aged man with a majestic and calm face stood beside her. When she heard Xiao Qiang's words, the man replied, "There are a few maids in there. I immediately reported it to my wife after seeing it."

Xiao Qiang looked in the direction the man pointed, and the maids looked pale, standing side by side at Xiao Qiang, their eyes were empty and dispersed.

He felt something was wrong, so he called someone over, but strangely, these maids seemed to be unable to hear it, and they didn't respond no matter how they called it.

Just as Xiao Qiang was about to lose his temper, a female voice suddenly came from the door of the backyard, "Mr. Police, they were scared to death, and it is normal for them to not hear you speak."
Chapter completed!