Zheng Yanxi?

Chen Feng answered the phone.

"Chen Feng, have you slept?" Zheng Yanxi's voice had an indescribable feeling.

"Not yet, is there anything wrong, Yan Xi?" Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Chen Feng, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

Zheng Yanxi stood by the window of the rental house and looked at the dazzling red Maserati downstairs.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether it was real or dreamy.

She is an ordinary girl, and she will never have any intersection with luxury cars in her life.

Just like that, owning a Maserati president?

"Hahaha, silly girl, stop thinking about it."

"Your old classmate is now developed. Let me tell you what you want in the future!"

"Whoever is with us, don't be polite, otherwise I will turn against you!"

Chen Feng smiled heartily.

"Then, aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will get angry?"

Zheng Yanxi asked this question, but for some reason, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Like a deer, it started to beating violently, and I couldn't help but breathe for a moment.

Chen Feng did not notice it, but said proudly.

"Don't worry, my girlfriend is very understanding."

"You are my best buddy, how could she be angry?"

Zheng Yanxi's heart skipped a beat, and a deep feeling of loss surged throughout his body.

"That's good, I'm going to sleep."

"You...rest early."

After saying that, Zheng Yanxi hung up the phone, and as if she had no strength all over her body, she collapsed on the bed.

Chen Feng spent the whole night in his practice.

Early the next morning, Gu Tianzong took Ren Feiyang to work on the fortune telling hall.

At nine o'clock, Chen Feng's phone rang.

"Hello, is it Mr. Chen Feng?"

"I am from Zhao's Group, and I will pick you up to Yuhu No. 1."

"You're ready and go downstairs."

Chen Feng agreed, hung up the phone, walked out of the hotel, and saw a black Mercedes-Benz business car parked at the door.

"Mr. Chen, please get in the car!"

A man in black with sunglasses and a little imposing intent glanced at Chen Feng and opened the car door for Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng got into the car, the man said nothing all the way and directly pulled Chen Feng to Villa No. 1, Yuhu.

Looking at this luxurious and grand single-family villa, Chen Feng sighed.

If it weren't for the rumor that the haunted here, I'm afraid the people in Jinling would have wanted to live here?

After the man sent Chen Feng, he drove away without saying a word.

Chen Feng did not rush in, but narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his eyes and observed it.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed and his pupils suddenly contracted!

There is indeed something wrong with this Yuhu No. 1!

I saw that under the sky eyes, the sky above the villa was faintly filled with a faint layer of death.

There are only two possible situations.

One is that there are corpses in the room, and the other is that there are souls in the room!

It seems that this Yuhu No. 1 is haunted, and it is certainly not groundless.

As a mortal, Chen Feng has an instinctive fear of ghosts.

But that is just an innate psychological effect. With all your cultivation, you are no longer afraid of ordinary ghosts.

What's more, there is Ling Xiaoxiao's ultimate move in prison.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, took a step, and walked towards the door of the villa.

Taking out the key, Chen Feng opened the door, and a cold wind blew in his face, making Chen Feng shivered.

Bang!

Chen Feng closed the door and did not walk forward. Instead, he looked alert and began to scan the surroundings.

He believed that even if there was a ghost, there would be nowhere to hide under the eyes of heaven!

Um?

However, after checking, Chen Feng did not find any abnormalities.

“Go upstairs and take a look!”

Chen Feng discovered that the vague dead aura was the most intense on the third floor of the villa.

Just take a step and head straight to the third floor.

However, what Chen Feng didn't know was that he had just walked up to the third floor when the door of the villa suddenly opened.

Then, a girl holding a selfie stick walked in with a nervous look on her face.

"Dear babies, this is the haunted house that has been causing a lot of trouble recently, Yuhu No. 1."

"Now, I've come in, where are you all agreed to carnival!"

The girl's voice was a little trembling, and she whispered toward the mobile phone screen on the selfie stick.

"Damn, the anchor is really in the haunted house!"

"Good guy, I'm just good guy!"

"Where is the ghost? I want to see the ghost on the anchor."

"Please live broadcast anchor and the Japanese ghost!"

"Anchor, it is said that ghosts are usually cat in the toilet. Go to the toilet and let us see it."

"Yes, go to the toilet, turn on the faucet and see if the blood is flowing."

"Damn it, anchor, there is a ghost behind you, it's so terrible!"

"Ah!!!" the girl screamed in fear and turned around in horror.

But I found nothing behind me.

However, the girl still shivered and her pretty face turned pale.

"Babys, don't scare me, it's scary, it's scary!"

The girl gasped sharply, patted her proud chest, and begged in fear.

"Hahaha, anchor, let's withdraw this little bit of courage."

"That's right, it's still daytime now, don't you be scared to death at night?"

"That's not necessarily true. What if this ghost is a tough guy, who knows if the anchor is good at this?"

"This anchor is also working hard to increase his fans. His courage is commendable, so encourage him!"

Swish!

A rocket flashed across the screen, causing the girl who was originally frightened to see her eyes lit up.

"Thank you, thank you, the little cow who loves to drink milk, Momo!"

The girl was a little flinched and wanted to give up and leave.

But as soon as I saw this rocket, I immediately became energetic.

A rocket is worth 1,000 yuan, and she can get 500 yuan.

Since the live broadcast, this is the biggest gift she has received.

"Anchor, stop standing, go around quickly!"

"Just, don't be afraid, are ghosts more terrible than having no money?"

"A coincidence, I'm just a ghost, a poor ghost!"
To be continued...