"What's the thing, a living person?" The fat man didn't show up before, but just like me, thinking that this painting was a bit weird. After looking carefully, his eyes widened, a little incredible.

"Damn it, no wonder no matter how you look at this photo before, I feel something is wrong, so that's it!"

The guy also saw the wedding photos of the hostess who came alive and instinctively took out his Luoyang shovel and almost threw it over.

I stopped him, walked forward, pinched my fingers with both hands, and quickly tied up several knots. Several painted ghost texts appeared, and under the light, they looked extremely depressing.

The woman in the painting seemed to have seen a ghost curse, her eyes widened, and the snake letter suddenly took back. The whole painting changed suddenly, as if it was really just a wedding photo.

I sneered, loosened my fingers and closed my fingers, altered my fingertips, and then turned to those ghost texts.

"Master Fang, is there something wrong with the wedding photo?" Yin Fei and the others didn't see the picture just now. Instead, Lao Tian stared at the photo with some confusion and frowned.

"Strange, at that moment just now, it seemed that the temperature had dropped a few degrees." Lao Tian looked at me and smiled bitterly, "Is it that thing again?"

"Damn it, Uncle Yin, you are so broad-minded. You have been married three times, why are there wedding photos of your first wife hanging in the bedroom?" The fat man glanced at Yin Fei's eyes.

"No, after I got married for the second time, I returned to the provincial capital. My second wife replaced this wedding photo with ours. However, my wife always said that in my wedding photo and she, her avatar, turned into my first wife."

Yin Fei was silent for a while before hesitating.

"However, in my opinion, there is no problem with wedding photos. For some reason, Juanjuan always makes trouble. Women are always too suspicious, she is getting more and more excessive, always saying that my ex-wife is still pestering us and making trouble every day. Our relationship is getting worse and worse, she becomes neurasthenia, and her health is worse than that. She has been married for five years and has not been pregnant with a child.

Later, she died of illness in this villa. This woman never stopped dying and scared me."

Yin Fei's face was complicated, even if he felt guilty and helpless, but more, he was disgusted.

"Actually, she is above my ex-wife regardless of her education, talent, appearance, and family. However, she is so unconfident that she is becoming more and more suspicious and talks all day long."

"Damn it, you have killed others and said that others are suspicious and sarcastic. Are you sick?" The fat man couldn't help but curse, and even my eyes were slightly cold.

Yin Fei is really stupid. My behavior just now shows that there is something wrong with this wedding photo. Now when it comes to his second wife, he hasn't reacted yet, and even hates his wife's troubles.

Damn, if he hadn't married him, as he said, with his second wife's beauty and talent, he would have lived better. As a result, he was killed and died, but he would not be able to get the understanding of his husband, and he would even be blamed for his death. I am this woman, even if I die, I would have to be so angry that I would have to settle the score with these two men and women!

"Then, where is your third wife?" Xiao Yuwei spoke, her voice cold, and she kept people from thousands of miles away. It was obvious that Yin Fei was unhappy.

Yin Fei was immersed in his memories, and did not notice that our expression was wrong. He said in confusion: "For some reason, after Juanjuan died, this wedding photo was hung on the wall again, but I remember I had never done it. Maybe it was an aunt who cleaned her. When she saw the wedding photo, she helped her hang it up."

Speaking of this, Yin Fei's eyes flashed a little, his expression became even more confusing, and he obviously didn't believe his words.

"Four years later, I married my third wife Qingrong. Because of Juanjuan's madness before, I didn't dare to take Qingrong back to my hometown in the provincial capital. I had been peaceful before.

Until the third year, my uncle passed away, I had no choice but to take Qingrong back to the provincial capital. In order to avoid trouble, I stayed in a hotel, but Qingrong knew about the villa at home. Seeing that I insisted not to bring her back, I was a little suspicious and secretly came here while I was busy."

"This Aunt Qingrong was also killed by your ex-wife, right?" the fat man sneered.

Yin Fei trembled all over when he heard this, then shook his head in horror and said anxiously: "It's impossible. Weiwei has been dead for more than ten years, how can he return it to her? It was her unreasonable thing. Seeing the wedding photos of Weiwei and I hanging in the villa, she insisted that I still thought about Weiwei and I didn't love her at all. She forced her wedding photos to be my and hers, and stubbornly moved into this villa."

I shook my head. It seemed that Qingrong should be similar to Juanjuan. Later, she was tortured to death by this wedding photo.

Sure enough, Yin Fei said that Qingrong's madness and neurasthenia were even worse than Juanjuan and she died in less than three months.

This incident had a huge impact on Yin Fei, and gradually the rumors spread, almost calling him a devil who defeated his wife. Even if he was rich, he could not marry his wife later. Although as a big boss, he did not lack women, for some reason, he never had any children.

"Later, this wedding photo was run to the wall for no reason, right?" Lao Tian also woke up, unconsciously took two steps back, stood beside me, and asked vigilantly.

"Not bad." Yin Fei finally woke up, looked at me and the fat man incredibly, and said panic: "Two Taoist priests, are they really, there is something wrong with this wedding photo?"

"The problem is big." I saw Xiao Yuwei's aura shook, her eyes were glaring at the wedding photo, and she didn't care about explaining to Yin Fei. She turned her head and saw that An Weiwei was struggling in the painting. This time, the movement was very large, and she could see clearly without concentrating her eyes.

"Damn, this woman is so fierce!" The fat man was shocked when he saw this. After all, although I did it casually and suppressed the wedding photos, with my strength, even if I was careless, it shouldn't be something like a ghost could resist.

"No!" I was in my vest, no wonder there was something wrong. Didn't I feel that there was a ghost in the photo before? Moreover, Xiao Yuwei said, there is a living person.

Damn, my brother was almost blinded. An Weiwei in this wedding photo is not a hideous female ghost at all, but a half-dead monster!

"Damn it, smash the wall!" I pulled off the wedding photo, buckled it on the ground, then activated the silver talisman, suppressed the photo frame, and said to the fat man.

The fat man and Lao Tian reacted very quickly. The fat man threw two other tools to me and Lao Tian, ​​and then stabbed the Luoyang shovel in his hand into the wall.

"Be gentle, there are people inside!" I was covered in black.
Chapter completed!