Mr. Chen stood outside the door of the single-family building and hesitated to go in. He explained in a deep voice: "This building was built by my father when he was young. My parents got married in this building thirty years ago."

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Later, the building in our home was renovated, from the three-story building thirty years ago to the popular villa building. The other buildings in the home were renovated, but this building was the only one my father said was more memorable, so he kept it.

In recent years, my father has been cooperating on projects in other places and has been living outside the province without returning home, so no one has taken care of this building. However, although this single-family building looks very shabby on the outside, the interior decoration is still good.

The circuitry has not aged, and the furniture is completely usable.

The living conditions are pretty good.”

Are the conditions okay? I raised my head and looked at the lights upstairs, which were even dimmer than outside the door. The outline of the curtains reflected behind the dilapidated wooden windows clearly represented the living conditions of twenty years ago, weren't they?

Given this environment and electricity usage, whether the air conditioner can be used in summer is another matter.

"You said that your sister-in-law found a Taoist priest from Maoshan and suggested that beating your wife with a wicker stick would help calm the imp. So your wife was really beaten later?" I resisted the urge to call him a coward and asked calmly.

Mr. Chen lowered his head and looked a little ugly: "Well, my mother insists on doing this. If she doesn't do it, my mother won't worry."

I suddenly felt funny, "Before there is no concrete evidence to prove that the brat was indeed instigated by your wife, you just relied on an outsider's one-sided words to doubt your wife, and even allowed others to beat your wife. From a moral perspective,

From a legal perspective, what you are doing is wrong.

What's more, even if you do this, won't your mother still feel uneasy? If your daughter-in-law is beaten, your mother will no longer suspect that your daughter-in-law is raising ghosts to harm her?

On the contrary, your mother would rather believe that the so-called imp is so powerful that even a Taoist priest can't do anything to it, and does not believe in the innocence of her daughter-in-law. All signs indicate that the beating your daughter-in-law received was in vain.

If there really is a kid in the Chen family, and the kid was really instigated by your wife to harm others, this beating would be excusable, but if not...then your wife is really at a loss."

"I..." He was choked by me and couldn't answer.

I turned to look at him and suppressed what I wanted to say.

That’s all, he is the sponsor and I am the worker, so there are some things that I really can’t comment on.

Although I don’t know the full story, I can’t comment… However, I think the act of beating someone with a wicker stick is indeed excessive.

Back to the topic, I asked him: "Will Mr. Chen still go in? Or, Mr. Chen can tell me directly which room is convenient for me to stay in tonight?"

Chen Shang hesitated for half a minute, then took out an old-fashioned yellow copper key from his trouser pocket, "I won't go in. Yan Ning doesn't want to see me now. If I show up, it will only irritate her and make her

The mood is more unstable.

This is the key to the first room on the right side of the first floor. I have asked someone to clean up the room. If Miss Bai needs anything, you can call me directly. If you see Yan Ning... just say she is my colleague.

Come and stay for one night. It's best not to have too much communication with her, as she is not in a good mental state."

I took the key and nodded, and simply said: "Remember, if there are no other things to pay attention to, I will go in first. Mr. Chen, go to bed early."

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Bai."

"Easy to say."

After parting ways with Chen Shang, I pushed open the old old iron door and entered the dimly lit and gloomy corridor.

Not to mention, the yin energy in this building is quite heavy. The temperature outside today is 27 degrees. After entering this building, I feel that the temperature has dropped by at least ten degrees...

Wearing a long-sleeved woolen autumn skirt, I still feel cool on my body.

Suddenly I realized that my worries just now were a bit unnecessary. Given the environment of this building, there may be no need for air conditioning at all in summer!

The heat outside is unbearable, but it’s sunny inside for three days. It’s really the best place to escape the summer heat.

If the yin energy is strong, it is certain that there is a ghost.

The only questions left to be resolved are: what kind of ghost is the ghost, and whether there is any relationship between the ghost and Mrs. Chen.

I entered the corridor and went up two flights of stairs. Before I could find the room I was staying in temporarily, there was a dark shadow at the end of the long corridor, and then a biting cold wind hit me. When I looked up, I saw the shadow on the top of the corridor.

A row of incandescent lamps suddenly went out.

Suddenly everything went dark.

I instinctively felt frightened and took a step back.

My hand was grabbed by the man, who appeared in time to be my protective umbrella: "Don't be afraid, it's the locust tree outside the window at the end of the corridor. The circuits in this building are in disrepair, and the lights are out of contact."

After that, he cast the spell and made all the incandescent lights above his head light up.

He appeared, and the atmosphere became much more normal.

I silently took his arm and hugged him closely, "Axuan, I'm afraid of the dark..."

He looked down at me, with a hint of smile in his deep eyes that were like stars: "Afraid of the dark? Madam is a sleep tester in a haunted house, how can she be afraid of the dark? Are you being coquettish with me?"

It's disgusting, he exposed this.

I pursed my lips and said sullenly: "Of course I'm not afraid of the dark when I'm alone, but now I have you. You are a grown man. In this atmosphere, shouldn't you protect me, a weak little girl who can't take care of herself?"

He couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to scrape the bridge of my nose: "Silly madam. That's right. In the past, you had to hold on hard when there was no one to protect you. It's no longer necessary. Madam has me, so she should be gentle and weak, like a little bird.

"

"That's pretty much it." I took his arm and walked forward, passed the stairs, and found the first room on the first floor.

Taking the old-fashioned brass key and inserting it into the rusty keyhole, I turned my hand hard to the right, and the lock cylinder clicked and turned.

However, the lock cylinder was opened, but the door edge was still stuck on the door frame.

"Oh my god, this is an old house from many years ago. Why is it harder to open than the door of my house?"

Perhaps to be precise, it should be my mother-in-law's house...

Maybe it's because the building hasn't been occupied for decades and the door frame is out of shape, making it so difficult to open.

Although the door of my mother-in-law's house is also very useless, our family has been tossing it back and forth all day long, so even if the door frame is more seriously warped than this door, it can be opened and closed without any problems.

I pushed hard through the iron ring on the door, but it didn't open.

I have no choice but to get on with my feet!

So when the door made me anxious, I kicked it up, and with a bang, the door opened, and a layer of dust fell off the top of the door.

The gray dust fell on my head like drizzle, choking me and making me sneeze twice.

He quickly used his sleeves to help me sweep away the fly ash on my head, and brushed away the choking air from my nose. Seeing how embarrassed I was, he pulled me into his arms without conscience, and joked: "Why haven't I seen Mrs. before?"

So tough? One kick almost shook off the roof of the house."

I fanned the dust in front of my nose with my hand. Just as I calmed down, my nose itched again and I sneezed.

I covered my nose in grievance and was on the verge of tears: "Can you blame me! What the hell! They said they had cleaned and tidied up, but they didn't even know how to sweep the dust on the top of the door! The Chen family is also in business after all, so Li Cheng can

The cleaning lady hired by a well-known wealthy family is really incompetent!"

He pinched my nose to help me relieve the discomfort in my nasal cavity, and said as warmly as jade: "This is an old house that is more than thirty years old. No matter how carefully I clean it, it is still full of dust."

After I regained my breath, I came out of his arms and used the light from the corridor to touch the light switch in the room.

With a light press, my eyes suddenly lit up, and it was ten degrees whiter than outside.

Fortunately, the room is equipped with simple energy-saving chandeliers. If incandescent lamps were used like outside, I would probably be plunged into darkness tonight.

The decoration design inside the house is not particularly bad, at least there are beds, sofas, cabinets, TVs and air conditioners.

Even the style is too old, like the home style of rich people from decades ago!

Occasionally, a few modern electrical appliances were mixed in, which seemed out of tune with the overall atmosphere.

After struggling all afternoon, I finally found a foothold. Although this foothold will not be peaceful for a long time, at least it is stable at this moment.

Feeling a little tired, I pulled Xuan Ye into the room, closed the weak wooden door with my backhand, pushed Xuan Ye's chest, and slammed him behind the door.

Greedily standing on tiptoes, she wanted to kiss his lips, but found that kissing his lips was a bit tiring for her neck due to the height difference.

So she changed her target and pressed and kissed his neck gently.

Ever since we established a clear relationship as husband and wife, they have become accustomed to me taking the initiative to throw myself into my arms.

His big hands wrapped around my fat waist, and he leaned calmly behind the door and let me do whatever I wanted.

The kiss was not enough, so I deliberately touched his waist and abdomen with both hands, raising my head and teasing him seriously: "Brother Xuan Ye, why don't you take the initiative to go to your family... Do you feel that he is tired of him and doesn't love him anymore?

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If it's so buttery, I'll almost get goosebumps myself.

Originally, I just wanted to tease him, but I never expected that this guy would pick me up with one hand in the next second, and bring me to the table in a blink of an eye.

He held my waist and sat me on the table. He took the first step to control my hands, grabbed my wrists, leaned over and bit my lips.

I was startled and my eyes widened in disbelief. I originally wanted to resist a few times in a symbolic way, but I didn't expect that his kissing skills were so good. After several touches of our lips, I was so moved by the kiss...
Chapter completed!