"Are you Zhang Shuai's family member? I'm at the Central Hospital."

"What, what happened?"

As soon as Aunt Zhang heard her son's name, she immediately panicked.

"He just fainted on the side of the road. A passerby called 120. Come over here quickly!"

"Hey, I'll go right away!"

Aunt Zhang ran out of the community while answering the phone, not paying any attention to Wei Mian and the neighbors.

After they left, one of the two aunties who had been silent until now looked worried and asked, "Little girl, is Lao Zhang's son okay?"

Wei Mian smiled and said, "It's okay, I just fainted from hunger."

I was in love and saved the money I would have spent on food to buy my girlfriend a brand-name bag. I was just starving, it's not a serious illness.

Compared to fainting from hunger, being in love is more difficult to cure.

Fainting from hunger?

Several aunts looked at each other in bewilderment. They had always thought that Lao Zhang was the one with the best family conditions among them. Her son actually fainted from hunger. Was he pretending all the time?

When Tian Zhenpeng saw that Wei Mian easily resolved the problem, he admired her even more.

No one else dared to look down on her, including the curly-haired lady who had initially called her young.

Moreover, the curly-haired aunt changed sides the fastest, which really made Wei Mian see what it means to change one's mind as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

"Oh, little master, I feel relieved that you can come. You don't know what this family is like. They are simply killing people. We are old and sleep lightly. Once they start quarreling, I can't sleep at all. It's really painful!"

"We thought they were noisy, but we never thought they were bad. We were heartbroken for many days after they were both gone!"

"Besides, we came to persuade me when they were arguing, so it's not our fault if they didn't listen. If there really is something wrong, they can't blame us, right?"

The curly-haired aunt said so much, but the last sentence was what she really wanted to say.

Especially when she thought about how she had gone to look for them, called the police, contacted the community, and even cursed at his family through the door because of the quarrel between the couple.

She felt guilty, afraid that if it were true as she imagined, the couple would really be ghosts and would come and take her away if they saw her! It was really scary to think about it!

"I don't know what's going on yet. I have to go over and take a look."

Wei Mian said lightly.

She had just observed several aunts and heard from Tian Zhenpeng that these people lived nearby and none of them had any negative energy.

It is also possible that there was a little bit of it originally, but now it has been sunburned away by the sun when I stand at the door of the unit.

The group talked as they went upstairs. This building was an old one built more than ten years ago. The infrastructure was average, but the location was good, so many people still lived here.

The building has seven floors. Tian Zhenpeng lives on the fourth floor of Unit 2, and the family who died lives on the fifth floor.

Some of those who followed the others upstairs were from Unit 2, and some were from Unit 3, living opposite the wall or diagonally across from that family.

When he reached the fourth floor, Wei Mian sensed a faint yin energy. When he reached the fifth floor, the yin energy became even heavier.

Wei Mian opened his third eye and looked around. Although the yin energy in the area was a bit heavy, there were no ghosts as they said. It should be that the time has not come yet.

Wei Mian glanced at the sky. It wasn't long before dark. The group waited at Tian Zhenpeng's house for a while, and it was dark.

After dark, the corridor became much darker.

Wei Mian looked up and saw that the induction lights in the corridor used the old-fashioned transparent bulbs with very low wattage, which looked very old-fashioned when paired with the dilapidated stairs.

The curly-haired lady and the other two also held their breath, and the only sound in the corridor was the deliberately light footsteps of a few people.

At this moment, the clear sound of quarreling came into my ears.

"...Fuck you, who are you talking to? If you can speak, then speak. If you can't, then shut up. No one thinks you're dumb!"

A hoarse male voice filled with anger.

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck your whole family."

Another sharp female voice came out, the tone of her voice becoming sharper and sharper as the content of her words became more and more pronounced, almost like a shout in the end.

Then there were the sounds of clatter and clang, as if something was being thrown, occasionally accompanied by the sound of two people cursing at each other.

There are not many words, no matter how you turn it over, it's all three words: Grass Mud Horse.

Tian Zhenpeng looked up at the door number 502. It was exactly the same as the sound he often heard during that period. Thinking that the two people had been cremated, he felt inexplicably cold all over.

Wei Mian had been observing the yin energy in this area and found that the yin energy around him had become much thicker since the two voices were heard.

When she opened her third eye and looked inside the door, she could see the two figures fighting each other.

If you pull my hair, I'll kick you in the crotch.

He was even more ruthless than when attacking his enemies.

After a struggle, the man pushed the woman against the kitchen counter and strangled her neck with both hands.

The fierce look on his face seemed to be directed not at his wife, but at his enemy.

The woman was able to resist at first, but later her face turned red, her eyes became bloodshot, and she was about to faint.

Her hand fumbled around on the operating table behind her and finally touched one.

At this moment, she didn't care what she was holding in her hand, she grabbed it and swung it at her husband in front of her.

"ah--"

The man screamed, and immediately loosened his hands to cover his face, at the same time releasing the shackles on the woman.

The throat that had been strangled for a long time was suddenly released, and the air entering the trachea caused the woman to choke and cough.

"Cough cough cough"

“Ah—ah—ah—”

The man was still howling continuously. The woman looked up after coughing enough and found that his face was covered with blood, and a lot of blood was also flowing out from between the fingers that were covering his eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she looked down, only to discover that what he was holding in his hand was actually a kitchen knife.

With a "clang", the kitchen knife was thrown to the ground.

The woman panicked.

"Husband, how are you?"

She quickly squatted down to check on the man's condition. If it was serious, she would have to go to the hospital immediately.

Thinking about the fact that she had just swung the knife and that she had used quite a bit of force, the woman began to panic.

At this time, the man's anger was even more ignited, and he also heard the sound of the kitchen knife falling to the ground.

Damn, this bitch actually used a kitchen knife to chop him. She really can’t tell the difference between a big king and a small king.

The man spotted the location of the kitchen knife, grabbed it, and chopped at the woman's head, while he was still in the position where he had just fallen.

The woman is half squatting.

The man's first knife strike was on the woman's arm, and blood gushed out immediately.

The woman looked down at her arm covered in blood, and the guilt she had felt immediately disappeared. All she could think about was how dare he chop her, how he wanted to kill her.