Chapter 532: The female ghost strikes

Seeing the old man say this, Chen Hao was speechless.
This house, he has confirmed that there is no slight anger, that is to say, if the old man’s wife died, if she did not choose to reincarnate, then it should also be distracted. She called her dreams, but she missed too much, and had a dream at night. .
But this kind of thing, Chen Hao will not say it.
For a person with deep feelings, destroying her dreams may kill people.
Looking at the expectant expression on the old man's face, Chen Hao smiled: "As long as you are not afraid, this is certainly possible."
The old man smiled and said, "I have nothing to fear. I have buried it in my neck. If there are ghosts, it won't take long for me to be one of them."
Chen Hao thought for a while and thought, "If this is the case, then I can let you see it without waiting for that injustice to arrive, but it's three little ghosts, and maybe I want to ask you something."
The old man was surprised and said: "Little devil?"
Chen Hao squeezed the law and a blessing of light on the old man suddenly saw the three young children standing next to Chen Hao.
He was not afraid in his mouth, but when he saw it, the old man was startled.
"Aunt, this is a ghost. If you remember that there were three children who died in the trash more than a year ago, it was three of them." Chen Hao explained.
The old man thought for a while and suddenly said: "I remembered that there was such a thing, it seemed that the movement was quite loud."
With that said, the old man looked at the three little ghosts, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes: "What a pitiful child this is."
Chen Hao said: "Aunt, I want to ask you, before these three children had an accident, you lost a quilt here, do you have any impression?"
The old man froze: "How do you know I lost a quilt?"
Chen Hao dumbfounded: "You lost it?"
The old man nodded and said, "Yeah, I happened to go out that day, so I left the quilt on the aisle support wall, but when I came back, the quilt disappeared. At that time, I was quite sad. This quilt was bought by my dead wife. I have always cherished the last quilt. I didn't expect to lose it just because I went out."
The old man was a little sad.
Chen Hao was speechless.
This Nima, if this is the case, it must be impossible for the old man to do it, she hadn't seen it at the time.
Well, the old man's wife died early. Is it her wife?
That should not be the case. The soul of a dead ordinary old man, with no chance coincidence and enough resentment, is fortunate to be able to live without soul, and where can he hurt others.
But in this way, this clue is also broken.
Is it the owner of the luxury car?
But so, where do I go to find a luxury car owner.
To know what kind of car this car is, none of them knows, let alone what the owner of the luxury car is called, where to live, and more than a year later.
This Nima, the grievances of the three little ghosts may not be solved.
Afterwards, the old man began to adapt to the existence of the three imp, chatted, and asked about the situation after death, and at the same time knew that the three imps were the ones who picked up their quilt.
Although it was a bit stunned, looking at the three poor ghost boys, the old man sighed: "If I saw it then, then at least you also have a place to sleep and you can eat hot meals, so it won't become like this ."
In a word, the three ghosts were all tears dripping and turning into yin.
Chen Hao stretched out his hand to make up for the young man who woke up in a coma, while watching the old man communicate with the imp. Sighing secretly, this old man is also afraid of being a poor man.
In the old house where I lived, the furniture was few and very old, and the clothes I wore were more ordinary. Chen Hao was able to find that in this room, there were only old people, young people, and his own strangeness. There was nothing else, indicating that for a long time, No one here has visited the old man.
She is so old that she can't have no children. In this case, there must be something wrong.
After a moment of silence, Chen Hao looked at the time. It was more than five o'clock in the evening. The rain outside was small, but the sky was dim and gloomy.
Several people next door came back one after another. Slowly, the residential building was a bit lively, and the smell of the food came out.
Chen Hao thought about it, came to the kitchen, took out some vegetables, fruits and the like prepared in his sleeves, and then began to cook with steamed rice.
After more than half an hour, Chen Hao made a few vegetables. Because he is an old man, he cannot eat too greasy, so they are very light and refreshing.
Chen Hao brought the food into the room, and the old man was still chatting with a few imp.
One was the first time he saw a ghost, and he was very curious. On the one hand, no one could see it for more than a year. He hadn't spoken to a living person, and he slowly dropped his vigilance.
Seeing this warm scene, Chen Hao came over and smiled, "Okay, ma'am, it's time to eat."
The old man looked back, suddenly for a while, slowly, his eyes were a little wet: "Thank you."
Chen Hao said with a smile: "Thank you for nothing, it's just a meal. Aunt, don't be polite, you sit down and eat first."
The old man pursed his lips, sat down, and said to the little ghost: "You come and eat too."
San Xiaogui hurried over, lying on the table, blinking his eyes, looking at Chen Hao with expectation.
Chen Hao laughed: "You can eat, but eat less, and I will order you one later... um!"
The words didn't finish~EbookFREE.me~ Chen Hao's eyes moved, and he turned to look outside.
San Xiaogui was originally curious, then suddenly shrunk in horror, his face was afraid!
Chen Hao turned and said to the little devil: "You are here with your aunt, don't go anywhere, let alone come out."
San Xiaogui nodded hurriedly.
Chen Hao then mentioned the unconscious young man and went out.
Aunt originally stood up and wanted to keep up.
San Xiaogui ran over and grabbed her.
"Grandma don't go out, there are fierce ghosts outside."
"Very fierce ghost, that's..."
The old man reacted, staring blankly at the door for a long time, then sighed and sat down.
Out of the door, Chen Hao left the young man in his hand, then sat down and waved, the black cat jumped into his arms, the standing beside him.
"It's already here, come out."
Chen Hao looked at the direction of the window and spoke indifferently.
A phantom flew in from the window, and when it fell, it turned into a female ghost.
The female ghost has long hair fluttering and a slender figure. If she is not pale and bloodless, her eyes resent the viciousness and she is a beautiful girl.
"Are you looking for him?" Chen Hao asked.
The female ghost looked at the comatose young man. His anger suddenly broke out, causing the long hair to float and dance, and the clothes were a little trembling.
"what!"
The female ghost screamed and rushed directly to the youth.
But the female ghost rushed over, but passed directly through the youth without any harm.
For a time, the female ghost's expression was somewhat distorted.
Chen Hao's voice resounded again: "You have amazing resentment in the air, but unfortunately the time of death is too short to control. If you want to take revenge, say it out loud, I can help you."
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