Ling Shaofeng nodded in a complicated expression and said, "I know this may sound like a fantasy, but I didn't lie, I'm serious."

"Please leave. We have something to talk to Mr. Ling alone." Chi Jiao glanced at the nurse and said with a tough attitude.

The nurse naturally did not dare to disobey Chi Jiao. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Ling's condition is very unstable. I hope that both of you will not stimulate him when speaking. If you have any problems, you can press the alarm button on the wheelchair to notify us at any time."

"Okay, please trouble you." Chi Jiao nodded and responded, then watched the nurse leave.

After the caregiver left, Mr. Ling couldn't suppress his curiosity even more. He stared at Bai Wanxi and asked curiously: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Sister Wanxi is a human now, but she is from hundreds of years ago." After thinking about it, Chi Jiao explained everything to Ling Shaofeng.

Ling Shaofeng listened intently, and he felt that he had heard a fantasy. Every word Chi Jiao and Bai Wanxi said shocked him.

Fortunately, Ling Shaofeng was not crazy because of excitement. He tried hard to keep calm and kept hearing it until the end.

Ling Shaofeng recalled what he had just heard, and his face still showed a little disbelief: "In other words, the female ghost I met in the old house at that time is very likely you?"

Bai Wanxi nodded and said weakly: "I have lost my past memory, and I cannot be sure if I have lived in that old house. However, I do think everything there is familiar to me."

Before Bai Wanxi entered Xu Ye's body, no one knew where her soul was stored. If Bai Wanxi's soul had been wandering around the house before, it was not completely impossible.

"I think it's you. After all, you all look exactly the same." Ling Shaofeng looked at Bai Wanxi, and for a moment he was filled with mixed feelings. He had too many words to say, but in the end, all of these words were blocked in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

Bai Wanxi didn't dare to look directly at Ling Shaofeng's eyes full of vicissitudes, and said weakly: "I'm sorry, I must have scared you at that time."

Ling Shaofeng shook his head: "If you hadn't saved me at that time, I would have died like my friends. I don't know what happened to you, but I'm willing to believe you are a good person."

"Sister Wanxi is indeed a good person. She and the mysterious power that hurts you are not the same group. Mr. Ling, can you please tell us about the details of the time?" Chi Jiao stared at Ling Shaofeng and asked.

Every word Ling Shaofeng said was extremely important to them. Chi Jiao could definitely take many detours based on what Ling Shaofeng said.

Ling Shaofeng fell into deep thought after hearing what Chi Jiao said: "I can't explain clearly. At that time, there was no abnormality when we first entered the old house, but gradually, my companions seemed to have seen illusions. They were tortured by illusions to almost crazy, and later, somehow they had internal conflicts, saying that it was the culprit that caused all this pain, right among us..."

The expression on Ling Shaofeng's face began to shake, his face was extremely pale, and a trace of cold sweat also penetrated his forehead.

Chi Jiao and Bai Wanxi saw his pain, and it is not difficult to imagine what kind of despair Ling Shaofeng experienced at that time.
Chapter completed!