Zhang Xiangui was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with an extremely embarrassed look on his face. He could only cough instead.
Zhang Wei looked at him with a strange look, as if he was still thinking about the scene just now.
Yang Jian sat beside him indifferently, looking at his nose and heart, as if he didn't know anything.
Several people didn't say a word.
"Your coffee."
At this time, a mature woman in her mid-thirties came over with several cups of coffee. She first handed them to Yang Jian, and then handed them to Zhang Xiangui and Zhang Wei. From the beginning to the end, this woman did not dare to
When I raised my head to see someone, my face was still red.
Yang Jian doesn't know her name.
I only know her surname is Huang.
She is the housekeeping aunt of Zhang Wei's family.
However, how can any housekeeping aunt be so good-looking, mature and beautiful, with curvy front and back, and it is not the plot of a movie or novel.
no doubt.
This is the mistress Zhang Wei's father Zhang Xiangui took the opportunity to raise at home.
After all, with the worth and status of Zhang Wei's father, this kind of thing is not surprising. The only thing wrong is that Zhang Weihe actually bumped into the previous scene and saw it in his eyes. Although it is not easy to mention it, Yang
He also had to give Zhang Xiangui a thumbs up in his heart.
City people really know how to play~!
When Yang Jian picked up the coffee and was about to drink it, he was stopped by Zhang Wei.
"Wait a minute, Brother Leg, if there's something wrong with the coffee, don't drink it yet." Zhang Wei frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Weidao said, "I clearly checked before and found that the water supply at home was cut off. Where did the water for brewing coffee come from? Could it be..."
He smelled it and looked at Aunt Huang on the side suspiciously.
"But it's impossible to brew three cups of coffee with the amount of urine, so there's no problem with the coffee. Brother Legs, you can drink it."
"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Xiangui said.
Zhang Weidao: "Dad, it will be difficult for me to get along with you after you are so perverted, especially the things in the room. It doesn't matter if I saw it, and the leg brother also saw it. You will make it difficult for me to deal with you in the future."
To a friend.”
"Ahem, it was just a misunderstanding just now. I just dropped something and was looking for something on the ground. Aunt Huang just accidentally fell and sat on me. In fact, nothing happened between us. You guys
Don't get me wrong." Zhang Xiangui said.
"No need to explain, I understand. I am no longer a three-year-old child. There is a folder on my computer hard drive called The Battle of Qiu Mingshan. There is information on this in it. I usually study well.
But I can’t learn those difficult moves.”
Zhang Wei said seriously.
"..."
Yang Jian felt that these two people were abnormal.
Zhang Xiangui blushed and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Is this your classmate? He looks like a talented person. Why don't you introduce me to him?"
Zhang Weidao: "Yang Jian, my classmate, nicknamed Brother Leg. I mentioned it to my dad before. The house has been haunted recently, so I asked Brother Leg to come and take a look."
"Oh, your classmate also knows about Feng Shui metaphysics?" Zhang Xiangui said in surprise.
Yang Jiandao: "I don't understand Feng Shui metaphysics, which makes Uncle Zhang laugh. I just occasionally handle some special events for others, which makes Uncle Wang laugh."
"Can you tell me about any special events? I'm very interested in some weird things." Zhang Xiangui said.
"Are you interested in Aunt Huang?" Zhang Wei said aside.
Zhang Xiangui said: "You brat, do you want to be beaten?"
"I'll tell mom to go later." Zhang Wei said.
"Didn't you say you wanted to buy that 30 million sports car last time? I'll let you buy it tomorrow. Just pretend this never happened. What do you think?" Zhang Xiangui asked.
Zhang Weidao: "Okay, then it's settled."
Yang Jiandao: "With Uncle Zhang's worth and status, hasn't Uncle Zhang heard about some strange things in Dachang City? Just take my and Zhang Wei's personal experience, the supernatural incident at No. 7 High School, I don't know how much Uncle Zhang knows
?”
“I’ve heard some stories, but they are all rumors and their authenticity is open to question.”
Zhang Xiangui said: "I have also asked people to investigate the matter of No. 7 Middle School. There are indeed great doubts. Although some people say it is haunted, I still remain skeptical. Some things can only be confirmed after seeing them with my own eyes."
"It is right to remain skeptical, but this thing is true. If a place is haunted, someone will deal with it. I am currently engaged in work in this area. If Uncle Zhang is interested, he can learn more about it. It will not hurt him."
Yang Jian said.
"Classmate, do you have any proof that you are engaged in this field of work?"
Zhang Xiangui continued to ask, and he smiled; "I'm not doubting you. After all, you are Zhang Wei's classmate. I just want to make sure if there are really supernatural events. I have heard a lot recently, and I am not sure. Today
I met you again, my classmate, and it was a good time to clear up my doubts."
"Dad, I can prove that there is a ghost in the house." Zhang Weidao.
Zhang Xiangui said: "Nonsense, if there is really a ghost in the house, why didn't I encounter it?"
"What Zhang Wei said is true. The police blocked the villa to isolate the place and prevent the spread of supernatural incidents. The leak of the natural gas pipeline was just a cover. I came here to investigate today, but I didn't expect to meet Uncle Zhang and you guys.
However, under the circumstances of martial law and blockade, how did the two of you get in?" Yang Jian said.
"I built an escape route when the villa was renovated."
Zhang Xiangui said, and then he was a little surprised: "But it was you who arranged the blockade and martial law here?"
Does a mere high school senior have so much energy?
But seeing Zhang Wei following Yang Jian like a little brother, I guess this guy has some real skills, otherwise Zhang Wei wouldn't be convinced.
"This industry is very cruel, but those who can survive are somewhat privileged. This is nothing," Yang Jian said.
"Since you said there is really a ghost in this villa, would you mind letting me take a look, classmate?" Zhang Xiangui said.
Yang Jiandao: "Different supernatural events, ghosts appear in different ways. Currently, it is very simple to see the ghost in the villa. Just use a mirror to look around. If nothing else, it should be easy to find the ghost's location.
After all, the villa only has so much space."
"Xiao Huang, bring me a mirror." Zhang Xiangui said immediately.
That Aunt Huang quickly brought a small mirror: "Is this okay?"
Zhang Xiangui glanced at Yang Jian, who said: "That's enough."
Soon, he took a mirror and looked next to him.
"Dad, that's the place where I saw ghosts before. If Brother Leg hadn't been here, I would have escaped long ago." Zhang Wei hurriedly pointed to the back of the sofa and said.
The son said this, and it seems to be somewhat credible. After all, no matter how far-fetched this kid is, he would not lie to himself at this time. Zhang Xiangui looked at the back of the sofa with a dignified expression.
In the end, there was no one.
I took pictures left and right, but still couldn't find anything.
Everything is normal inside the house.
"Nothing." Zhang Xiangui said, smiling and shaking his head.
I actually believe a student's words. It seems that I have heard too many ghost stories recently, which has affected my judgement.
Forget it for the son, he will just accompany Yang Jian to fool around.
After all, he is also a corporate boss and worth billions. If word gets out, people will definitely laugh at him.
But when he placed the mirror on the coffee table, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Next to the guardrail on the second floor.
A man stood there motionless.
Because of the wrong angle, he only caught half of his body, but there was no doubt that it was indeed a person.
The mirror is extremely clear and there is absolutely no mistaking anything.
"Um?"
Zhang Xiangui opened his eyes wide and looked up sharply.
Next to the guardrail on the second floor, there was nothing. I turned back and looked in the mirror.
But he saw the person in the mirror turning around and leaving, and then slowly disappeared into the corridor on the second floor.
"The ghost's position will change. It may not always be standing there behind the sofa, so it takes a little patience to find it, but it is certain in the house." Yang Jian said.
"Leg, Brother Leg, what did you just say?"
Zhang Xiangui raised his head, his voice stammered, and there was fear in his eyes.