Chapter 57: : Who is the living

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan sneered.
"I... I have no contact with that ghost... I have my own consciousness... I am a living person!" The maid first spoke, her tone a little flustered and urgent.
"Uncle, what is the living?" Zhuzhu bit her finger and looked puzzled.
"Don't worry about me. Life and death make no difference to my old bones." The old man coughed in a low voice, his old voice said without any waves.
"Woo...How can I prove that I am a living?" The woman with red lips cried again, her face full of tears and snot, and she didn't care about the image anymore, and said desperately: "I have all impressions No more, I just remember that I was in a haunted house, and suddenly I lost consciousness..."
Hearing that, the man named Lao Wang quickly said: "Yes! Me too! I went to the haunted house, and I didn't expect to see a man harming himself. I just watched it and it would be lively... I didn't expect that I suddenly lost consciousness... As soon as I woke up Right here!"
Zheng Quzhi's brain was running fast. I don't know why, his mind was very calm, and soon he opened his mouth again: "I remember that evil spirit said you are his wife."
He asked the woman with red lips.
The woman with red lips was startled, and then cried harder: "My mother has been single for hundreds of years! What kind of wife! I am not his wife, I don't know anything!"
The man named Lao Wang said faintly, "I saw you hugging that evil spirit several times."
In an instant, the woman with red lips jumped up like a cat with blown up hair, and cursed with her waist in her waist: "Fuck your mother's shit! I don't know what a demon looks like! How could she be hugged with him!"
"Girl, I also saw you hugged him." The old man also whispered, his eyes full of pity when he looked at the woman with red lips: "Death is not a terrible thing, girl, look away."
The maid, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly broke out. She threw herself on the woman with red lips, crying and cursing: "Herker! Blame you! Blame you!"
Lao Wang also cursed: "Yes! It's all her! When I was in the haunted house, I was very strange, wearing a red dress like a ghost, so I looked at her more and came to this inexplicable place!"
As he said, he covered the back of his head again, crying like a rogue: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh not to go out I shall die if I do
Seeing that the adults around were crazy, Zhuzhu burst into tears in fear.
The lobby became noisy, Wei Yan frowned, and said coldly: "Shut up."
He was far more deterrent than Zheng Quzhi, but with these three words, everyone stopped their voices, even the little Zhuzhu did not dare to cry, his shoulders twitched, and his mouth was still tapping. belch.
"Zheng Quzhi, who do you want to choose?" Wei Yan looked at Zheng Quzhi coldly.
Zheng Quzhi lowered his head, unable to see the emotions on his face. After a while, his slightly dumb voice sounded: "Mr. Wei, can I trust you?"
Wei Yan stretched his eyebrows a little, and said in a flat tone: "Yeah."
After getting an affirmative answer, Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath and looked at the sad maid again: "You, go to you."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuzhu's cry sounded sharply. She sat on the ground, crying with her face upright, crying heartbreakingly: "Wow... I don't want to sleep alone... I'm afraid... Wow..."
Wei Yan got up and said to the maid indifferently, "Go."
The maid’s eyes were full of surprises, and nodded heavily: "Okay! Thank you for believing in me!"
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With a loud sound, the woman with red lips fell to the ground with a desperate face. Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a while, took out the hand that had been tucked in his pocket, helped the woman with red lips, let her sit on the sofa, and comforted: "Don't be too sad."

Night has come.
It seemed that they had just made a decision when the snowy sky suddenly darkened, and the already dim house became even darker.
"You should go back to your room first, and don't come out at night if you hear something." Before going upstairs, Wei Yan stopped suddenly and said to the rest of the people.
"Brother, it's dark here... Zhuzhu is scared..." Seeing him stop, Zhuzhu cried and rushed forward, and he hugged Wei Yan's leg in his car, his face was full of fear.
"Let go." Wei Yan lowered his head and glanced at her indifferently, and saw Zhuzhu raising his head, the blood on his brows condensed into a small mass, exuding an unknown aura in the dim light.
Wei Yan's indifferent expression made Zhuzhu let go of her hand, the expression on her little face was stunned, as if she couldn't understand why someone would treat herself so indifferently.
The three began to walk towards the maid's room.
The maid’s room was in the corner of the fourth floor. The street lamp there seemed to be broken, like in a haunted house, sometimes shining and extinguishing.
"My name is Xiaonan, and I am a cosplay fan." Xiaonan whispered as he walked: "I am also a college student. This is the first time to come to a haunted house, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
Zheng Quzhi, who has always been fond of talking, was a little absent-minded, hanging his head and wondering what he was thinking.
Xiao Nan didn't mind, she walked quietly all the way, stopped at the door of her room, and said to them, "This is my room."
With that, the door opened.
The inside is very girlish decoration, the walls are pale pink, and there are many plush toys on the bed. Once inside, you can smell some strong perfume.
Click--
After everyone came in, Xiao Nan hurriedly locked the door. Seeing Zheng Quzhi looking at her, she smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm afraid that someone will come in at night and will habitually lock the door."
"Well, girls are a little bit safe." Zheng Quzhi nodded in agreement, sweating a lot on his forehead.
The room is very large with a separate bathroom. After Xiao Nan asked them to sit down, she said that her clothes were dirty and wanted to take a shower and went to the bathroom.
"Mr. Wei, can you solve it at night?" Zheng Quzhi's voice trembled as he listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and asked Wei Yan.
"Yeah." Wei Yan said lazily, sitting on the only tatami in the room.
Hearing that, Zheng Quzhi's tension has not eased much. To be honest, he didn't know much about Wei Yan, and he hadn't even seen him overpower a ghost seriously.
Hmm...except for that spontaneous combustion...
Although Wei Yan looked like I was a big boss, why I am not afraid of it, but the more it is, the more nervous Zheng Quzhi is. I always felt...Wei Yan was too calm.
Wei Yan didn't bring any of the ghost hunting props that Ghost Sucker brought in the TV series, which was really worrying.
Seeing that Zheng Qu didn't speak anymore, Wei Yan lowered his eyes and stared at his shoes for a long time before asking, "How did you find that she was the dead?"
Who she is, it goes without saying.
Zheng Quzhi scratched his head and wanted to find a place to sit down. He saw that besides the bed in the room, there was only the tatami to sit on. He couldn't help but clenched his teeth.