Yao Huan turned around in shock and couldn't help but go from shock to shock. Instinctively, he raised his arms randomly to cover his head and face, and at the same time protected his chest, and retreated.

Mom, I just saw the ghost.

But after seeing a human-shaped living creature jumping out from the bushes on the courtyard without a wall, with white robe covering the ground, long hair covering her face, only a pair of blood-red lips were exposed, and then she quickly stretched out her thin fingers and grabbed Yao Huan.

Yao Huan felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. Fortunately, he was not panicked yet and rushed straight to the toilet door.

However, with a "bang", the door was not knocked open.

Yao Huan was scared crazy and unbelievable. The little maid from Zeng’s house actually locked the door from inside!

Before she could even pat the door panel and call for help, she felt a pair of cold hands stalking her neck.

The throat went from severe pain to obstruction, not to mention shouting, it soon became difficult to inhale.

"Ghost" grabbed her neck and pulled it away from the door panel, pressing her to the ground.

Yao Huanshang was still calm and sent a signal to her: This is not an invasion of her, but a killing of her.

"Ghost" probably started smoothly, and was breathing rapidly, and "hum" and laughed proudly.

Yao Huan was shocked. This obviously low-frequency voice came from the male.

Whether it is a man or a male ghost.

At a critical moment, Yao Huan, who was facing downward, snatched the mud with his right hand and actually grabbed the water dropping that the little maid of Zeng’s mansion had just been thrown away.

Yao Huan clenched the water, and his blood surged up, trying his best to poke it back.

With a scream of "ah", Yao Huan felt his neck loosen and the pressure on his back disappeared instantly.

She turned around quickly, and sure enough, she saw the "ghost" bowing and covering the vital parts of her lower body, shaking her head in pain, and her long black hair almost touched the ground.

In her previous life, in modern cities, Yao Huan once took the subway and met a stingy man. At first she didn't want to cause trouble and tried hard to avoid it, but the passengers around her scolded her in a bad voice: "What are you squeezing? See if there is still a place to squeeze you? Can't you stand up well?"

At that moment, Yao Huan became even more angry because of her grievance. It happened that she was carrying a folded umbrella on the rainy day. She no longer hesitated. She picked up the handle of the umbrella and poked the man behind her in the stomach. The man who was poked and screamed in pain, pulled her to call the police. Just when she was about to be crazy about the shamelessness of the man and the indifference of the passengers around her, she stood up and brushed away the man's claws, separated her between them, and said word by word: "If you call the police, call the police. I can be a witness. I have physical evidence. I have recorded all the shameless actions you just now. I only recorded the woman's face. So don't think you dare not make it public."

Yao Huan was unwilling to keep any memories of what happened in the next few years, but the moment she was dying by the "ghost" just now, the same posture made her react to replicate her previous life.

However, the poke holding the handle of the umbrella was angry and there was room for no real harm. The poke that grabbed the poke was to survive, and the latter's trick really used the strength to take care of it.

Yao Huan took advantage of the "ghost" still moaning, and rushed to the door of the toilet again like a rabbit. While slapping the door, he shouted with all his strength: "Auntie, please help me, help me!"

The sharp cry for help broke through the clouds and silk, tearing open the quiet sky of Zeng's mansion. How could Shen Fuzhi on the other end of the toilet be heard again?

Sure enough, the footsteps came from the other side of the door, accompanied by Chen Fuzhi's shock and then anger: "Open the door! Little slut, don't run away, what about the key!"

Immediately afterwards, the door shaking violently, and Chen Fuzhi began to kick the door from inside.

The contractor team of Zeng Mansion seems to pursue engineering quality very much. Even the toilet door is made thick and firmly installed. The door is shocked, and the rich woman can kick it open in a moment.

Chen Fuzhi abandoned the door and went to slid the window, but only tore open a few holes in the paper and couldn't lift the wooden frame.

At this time, the "ghost" on the ground seemed to have recovered, and stood up with difficulty, and rushed towards Yao Huan again. Yao Huan could not do so, and wanted to run to the bushes without walls, not knowing that there would be a rescue for drilling out of the bushes. But the space in the courtyard was narrow, so she had no time to bypass the "ghost".

"You bitch, give me Yixin back, give me Yixin back!"

The "ghost" is much taller than Yao Huan. Don't look thin and strong. While roaring and pulling Yao Huan's hair, he pulled her to the well. Then he actually took out a hand and grabbed Yao Huan's back dress, as if he wanted to throw Yao Huan into the well.

Yao Huan still struggled desperately, snatching the edge of the well regardless of everything.

She saw the water in the well reflecting the high sky and the clouds, and also reflecting her rapidly shaking head.

So fast, so fast, half a month has arrived, my first journey of travel ended? The author who wrote me has not yet made it to the Qingyun List... The most important thing is, his grandmother, I don’t even know whether the person who harmed me Yao Huan is a human or a ghost!

The one who tortured me to death in my previous life was cancer, so I accepted it. God wanted to accept me. But who is this time?

As the saying goes, a man is a woman who is cruel, and a ghost is a child who is fierce. The ghost who wants to kill is not a baby, but the person who wants to save his life is a woman. For a moment, Yao Huan was like a cat who was afraid of water holding a life-saving board. Even though his nails were bleeding, he grabbed the edge of the well.

Just as the human and ghosts were stalemate, a man suddenly shouted from the wall next to him: "Ke'er, stop! Think about your mother!"

With this sound, Yao Huan felt the ghost claws on her back loose again. She seized the opportunity to kneel on her knees, and finally let the center of gravity fall on the ground beside the well. She felt her legs were straight and weak, and she was shaking violently, and she couldn't help crying loudly.

The man on the wall squatted down, looked at a tree planted against the wall, jumped over clumsyly, hugged the tree trunk, stabilized his body, and stumbled down.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, the man rushed to the "ghost" who was suddenly stunned, and called him with a fist on his shoulder, and shouted in a tight voice: "Little beast, you go crazy in broad daylight. You are not even as good as a ghost. Ghost still has two taels of brain!"

"Huan'er, Huan'er! You answered your aunt!" A rich crying voice came from the toilet door.

The man who came to save the person heard this and quickly replied loudly: "My wife is safe."

He increased his voice even further and shouted to the other end of the bathroom: "I am Silang, I am Zeng Wei, come here, open the door quickly!"

After saying that, he stepped in front of Yao Huan curled up by the well and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's nothing, my Zeng family is not the underworld."

Yao Huan was still in shock, panting and raising his head hard, and saw a man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, indigo robe. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, his warm and beautiful face was faintly rippled, but he looked like a stormy and unconventional banished immortal.

On the other side, the "ghost" also shrank on the ground, with black hair and white robes nesting together, like a ball of lime powder mixed with mud.

The "ghost" suddenly started to cry.
Chapter completed!