Chapter 1071: Ghost head

A few days later, Mu Zi met Huang Laogui and Du Hao at home.
They were called by Murong Cheng from Qingjiang as early as after the accident in the casino. They were both exorcising evil spirits and arranging feng shui. They kept talking about the days when Mu Zi was preparing to go to court.
Now that the work is finished, the wind is calm, Murong Cheng called them to the island again.
To see Mu Zi.
Mu Zi sat on the sofa, Huang Laogui looked around her two and a half times, and nodded as he watched, "Um... not bad, very good."
Murong Cheng thought that Huang Laogui said that his soul was well raised.
As a result, Old Ghost Huang finally said: "There is flesh on his face."
Murong Cheng's face immediately darkened.
Mu Zi laughed and laughed.
Recently, she seemed to have taken off the boulder in her heart, eating well and sleeping soundly, and her face was indeed smoother than before.
Murong Cheng took them to the study, while Mu Zi went to the kitchen and ordered the servant to prepare tea and snacks.
Huang Laogui's mouth is awkward.
When he flees, he eats everything and pays no attention to anything, but as long as he has a relationship with the rich and powerful, he will not be wronged at all. The food, clothing, housing and transportation must be the most high-end, and afternoon tea is indispensable.
While preparing snacks, Wang Zhan also came, in a hurry, with a laptop under his arm.
Mu Zi asked the servant to prepare another refreshment.
When he was ready, Mu Zi served him upstairs personally so that the servant would not enter the study recklessly and be blamed by Murong.
She was holding the tray, so she walked very slowly, with gentle steps.
On the tray were four cups of black tea, cotton cakes, and puff pastry, all Huang Laogui liked to eat.
When I was about to walk to the study, I heard Huang Laogui slap his thigh and said: "Look! This is the ghost slapped his head! I was right, did you see him nodding?"
Mu Zi frowned and walked in, "What is a ghost headshot?"
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"You are not even afraid of ghosts, you are also afraid of people!" Wang Zhan sarcastically satirized him.
Just because Huang Laogui deceived Murong Cheng's money, Wang Zhan has never looked good to him.
Huang Laogui patted his chest with lingering fears: "The king is in charge, no ghosts are scary! When you encounter a ghost, you can use amulets and ancient jade to block it. When you encounter a person, nothing can stop it!"
This makes sense.
Wang Zhan stopped targeting him, raised his hand to take the tray in Mu Zi's hand and put it on the table.
"What are you talking about? What is the ghost head?" Mu Zi still puzzled, her eyes fell on the laptop in front of Murong Cheng.
On the computer screen, Sun Wei committed suicide by jumping off the building.
No one in the study said anything.
Murong Cheng didn't speak, they didn't know if they could tell Mu Zi about this, but shutting up was the safest.
"Sun Wei died strangely. It may not be a real suicide. It was a ghost slapped his head." Murong Cheng muttered and said, "It is said that it is a witchcraft used by ghost raisers."
Mu Zi frowned deeper when she heard that, she walked over and watched the surveillance video carefully.
Because of the angle, only Sun Wei can be seen from behind.
Sun Wei walked forward along the corridor, and at the end was a large sliding window. He opened the window naturally, and then climbed onto the window sill. The whole process did not stop at all.
When he stood up straight, the wind blew through the window, and the hem of his clothes was blown up and down, and he took a half step forward and broke his body.
Even without any sound effects, Mu Zi couldn't help but hang high when he saw such a scene.
Then, she saw Sun Wei's head nod slightly, and then the whole body fell down following inertia and disappeared into the window.
Mu Zi closed his eyes, breathing a little bit.
Murong Cheng closed the computer and sighed softly, "I didn't want you to watch this, because I was afraid of your random thoughts."