After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 322

Pan Wu turned his head and closed the door, and started to talk like a machine gun:

"The villa on the mountain was built recently. My father had previously bid for the supply of materials. A while ago, there was a time limit for the delivery of materials, but it happened to be traffic control. The people from Qunxing were pushing us hard, so we had no choice but to follow their instructions and let the driver take a mountain road. Who would have thought that the driver and the car fell to the foot of the mountain and were burned to death. The materials in the car were also destroyed, and we lost more than one million yuan.

My father worked hard to arrange compensation for the family members, and he had to accept the consequences. He felt that the feng shui of his home was bad, and wanted to find a way to improve his fortune, but he dozed off and hit the pillow, and then he ran into Yu Yangde when he went out to discuss business. Now that he thinks about it, maybe the other party had planned it all and set up a trap in advance.

And there’s more.”

Pan Wu became more and more indignant as he spoke: "Yesterday, one of my father's workers came to me secretly and reported that his brother was at the villa. The two of them met and drank and then lived together in a temporary dormitory. It's called a dormitory, but it's just a container. After all, this villa is far away from the village and there is no cheap place to stay.

But the place was very evil. He went out to pee at night and heard someone shouting for help. It was dark and windy, so he was so scared that he ran back to the dormitory without finishing his pee. The next day, he checked again and nothing happened. The place was small and there were no bodies. He suspected that someone had been buried in the foundation, but he couldn't explain why he didn't hear the sound of the concrete pump truck.

Originally, he wanted to keep it a secret, but the worker's luck had been getting worse and worse recently. He always felt like something was following him. When he told his brother about it, he found out that his brother had also heard the cry for help and thought it was just tinnitus. But they didn't hear it on the same day. His brother heard it about a week earlier than him.

The worker reported to the manager that he wanted to take a leave, but the manager saw that he was fully prepared and thought that he was just being lazy. The old employee who had worked for many years was very upset, so he came to my father and told him everything.

Upon hearing this, Ni Yangzhou sat up straight.

Pan Wu's brows were furrowed like a knot of hemp rope. "My father and I suspect that this villa is doing something weird and wants human lives as sacrifices."

At this time, there were several knocks on the door. When Ni Yangzhou and Pan Wu looked at each other, they were both a little creepy.

Yan Congzhi did not stop working and continued to stick the paper figure's face on it. A tall and beautiful nose gradually took shape.

The young man raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

There was a muffled response from outside the door: "Xiao Ni, it's me, Tong Fu."

Pan Wu got up to open the door. Meng Tongfu originally knocked on Taoist Yan's door, but no one answered, so he came to look for Xiao Ni. When he opened the door, he found everyone was there.

"Master Meng Ling, you are here too?"

Meng Tongfu nodded, his expression a little hesitant: "I went back today and thought about it again and again. I think I have seen this Yu before."

Pan Wu: "At the wine table? In the Taoist temple?"

Meng Tongfu shook his head: "It was probably the beginning of last month. I was floating outside, floating and ...

"And it seemed like I wasn't the only one there. I could hear the voices of other ghosts, shouting for help, help. I wanted to go over to help, but there were only voices, no traces. I couldn't get in or out of the circle. Later, when it was daytime, a short Taoist priest came with a mask on his face, like a ghost, and blew a gust of wind, and I was out of that place."

"Walking back along this road, I passed by our current hotel. The big sign was quite bright." Meng Tongfu also discovered it when she was bored and looked out of the hotel window. The shape of the mountains and trees looked familiar.

Pan Wu had just listened to his father's vivid description of a worker encountering a ghost. The knock on the door gave him goose bumps. After listening to the words of this middle-aged spiritualist who looked honest and decent, he thought that one should not judge a person by his appearance, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Master Meng Ling, you just said that you dared to run around in the wilderness in the middle of the night?"

The simple man said in admiration: "It is true that the more skilled you are, the more courageous you are."

Ni Yangzhou turned his head and faced Pan Wu. He thought for half a second whether to answer truthfully. However, Meng Tongfu spoke quickly:

"Well, what's so brave about this? They are all dead people. Anyone who sees them is willing to lend a hand. As long as everyone gives a little love, the underworld can also become a beautiful ghost world."

Pan Wu's eyes widened: "Who are they?"

"--dead!?"