Han Yong, who ran in when he heard the noise and saw the blood all over the floor, was frightened.
After a moment, Han Yong came to his senses. He pointed at the pool of blood and screamed: "It's her, she's back for revenge!"
"I just said don't touch her, don't touch her. Now it's okay, she really turned into a ghost... I don't want to die!"
Han Yong's legs were weak and he could only lean against the door frame.
"Qingqing, this matter has nothing to do with me. I was forced to do so. You must not come to me..."
"Asshole, what are you talking about!"
When Zhang Zhao heard this, he immediately lost his temper!
He rushed over, grabbed Han Yong's collar and roared angrily: "Don't forget, I was there with you when I went up. Don't even think about getting rid of the relationship. If you want to die, we will all die together."
"The second brother is right. We are all involved in this matter. No one can get rid of it."
Qian Feng stepped forward pretending to be calm, but his hands were very honest.
With trembling hands, he kept searching for his pockets for a long time, and finally pulled out a cross around his neck.
Qian Feng held the cross in his hand, "If we want to survive, we must all cooperate to eliminate her.
Otherwise, when she comes to find us one by one, everyone will die and no one will be able to survive alone."
"Brother is right, the left and right are dead anyway, let's fight her." Zhang Zhao responded.
"Then, then, then let's fight, fight..."
Han Yong was so frightened that he could not even speak completely, but at this time he knew in his heart that he had indeed been targeted by Feng Qingqing.
He was the one who deceived Feng Qingqing into coming here, and he was also the one who insulted Feng Qingqing. No matter how you calculate, you can't escape the involvement.
"Let's go and find her together. With the blessing of the Lord, I can definitely suppress her."
Qian Feng walked in the front holding the cross, followed closely by Zhang Zhao and Han Yong.
"Strange, where is she hiding?"
The three people searched the villa over and over again, not to mention Feng Qingqing's shadow, not even a trace of his stay.
"Brother, has she left?"
Zhang Zhao analyzed nervously: "Perhaps you are afraid of the cross in your hand, so you don't dare to show up and are scared away?"
Qian Feng shook his head: "Impossible. Now that she is back, she won't just kill the third person. She must still be there...
She must be staring at us in the dark now, waiting for when she is alone, she will come out to attack us again."
Goo goo goo goo!
When the three people walked to the stairs on the second floor, there was a sudden beeping sound from the toilet.
"Mr. Qian, could it be..."
Han Yong's heart was in his throat.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Even ghosts are afraid of the cross. With the Lord here, we will definitely be fine."
Qian Feng held the cross forward and was busy comforting the two of them while also keeping an eye on the movements in the bathroom.
"Ah, ghost!"
At this moment, the light suddenly flashed, and Han Yong was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Shut up!"
Qian Feng turned around and roared: "If you are surprised again, believe it or not, I will shut your mouth."
Han Yong was so frightened that he didn’t even dare to speak!
The three people slowly approached the bathroom, until they nervously opened the door, only to find that there was no one inside.
The three people gathered around the toilet again. Just as they were staring at the toilet, a hand suddenly stretched out from the toilet and almost caught Han Yong.
"Be careful, be careful, and God bless you!"
Qian Feng raised the cross in his hand and pressed it, and sure enough, the hand in the toilet disappeared.
"It scared me to death, it scared me to death, it really scared me to death!"
Han Yong patted his heart, he was so nervous that he almost went crazy.
Just when the three of them thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, the mirror behind them suddenly revealed half of the woman's body with disheveled hair.
"Take your life!"
Feng Qingqing's face was ferocious, and he came straight towards the three of them with sharp claws raised.
"No, she's in the mirror!"
When Qian Feng saw this, he quickly used a cross to push it up, but it was of no use.
Feng Qingqing was stunned at first, then grabbed the cross and threw it out the window.
In the middle process, the cross is of no use at all.
"How could it be that she is not afraid of the cross?"
Seeing that the only amulet in his hand was useless to Feng Qingqing, Qian Feng suddenly panicked.
Are you really going to die here?
"Qian Feng, you have caused me so much misery. I want you to never be reincarnated."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingqing rushed towards Qian Feng with a gloomy face.
"Get away!"
At this moment, Zhang Zhao pulled Qian Feng behind him with one hand, and pushed up the Guanyin statue he had prepared with the other hand.
"ah!"
Hearing only a wailing cry, Feng Qingqing was forced back by the Buddha's light emitting from the Guanyin statue.
"Hey, it works!"
Zhang Zhao looked at the Guanyin statue in his hand excitedly: "After all, the things left by our ancestors are more effective."
"Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhao cover her, don't let her escape." Qian Feng shouted excitedly.
Zhang Zhao turned his head with some difficulty: "No, brother, she seems to have been suppressed temporarily. You can see that she seems to be adapting slowly."
"No, she really doesn't seem afraid!"
Qian Feng saw that although Feng Qingqing was forced into a corner, he did not show any sign of pain. Instead, he got closer and closer under the Buddha's light.
He panicked!
"What's wrong, she seems to be more powerful than a ghost, let's go quickly!"
Qian Feng saw the trick!
If ordinary ghosts were so shrouded by the Buddha's light, they would have been burned by the flames of the flames. But look at Feng Qingqing again.
Although he was suppressed, he did not show any pain at all. Instead, he got closer and closer.
At the same time, Cao Ning and Mo Xuelan on the other side had also rushed over.
They happened to see three people fleeing in the woods outside the villa.
The person following them was none other than Feng Qingqing.
"What should we do now? Should we rescue them?" Mo Xuelan tried to ask.
"Do you want to be the savior?"
Cao Ning held his position with his arms folded, showing no intention of taking action.
Mo Xuelan looked at him doubtfully: "If you don't take action, the three of them will definitely die. Weren't you quite nosy in the past?"
“That depends on whether it’s worth it!”
When Cao Ning thought of Feng Qingqing's miserable appearance, she could probably guess what kind of torture she had endured.
"Although ghosts are scary, humans are even worse than them. A young girl in her prime died tragically and for no apparent reason.
It is really unfair that those who started the crime can get away with it.
If that's the case, why should I go through this muddy water?" Cao Ning explained.
Mo Xuelan nodded: "What you said makes sense. Human hearts are indeed scarier than ghosts."
"Let's go, let's follow her and take a look. There's something else I want to know about her."
After speaking, Cao Ning jumped to the top of the tree and stared at the four chasing people below.
