Chapter 187: The Wu Family Was Teased Miserably
"Why are you pulling my hair?"
The couple blamed each other in unison.
"Why am I pulling your hair?"
The couple said in unison, then their faces changed drastically, their eyes filled with fear, and they slowly turned their heads. There was only air behind them, no one at all.
But they were even more scared. That was what happened at the old house last night. Even the master couldn't deal with it and almost became bald.
Could it be that the evil ghost followed them back?
Wu Zhi's face turned pale with fear and his body trembled involuntarily. Whenever he thought about the invisible and intangible evil ghost living in his house, he felt like a thorn in his back and wanted to escape from there.
But the evil ghost is elusive, where can he escape to?
Wu Zhi, who was concentrating on his thoughts, felt someone tapping his shoulder. Without even looking up, he said unhappily, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't tap my shoulder!"
At the same time, Mrs. Wu was also asking, "Why are you patting my shoulder?"
“I didn’t take any pictures!”
The two men spoke in unison again, and after they finished speaking, the blood color on their faces completely disappeared. They didn't even dare to turn their heads, for fear that they would see a green-faced and fanged evil spirit, which would really scare them to death.
"Azhi~~~~Dad misses you so much!"
A sinister voice came from behind him. Wu Zhi was so scared that he peed his pants. He didn't dare to turn his head and said in a trembling voice: "Dad... I'm only 42 years old. Why don't you think about the third brother first?"
"Dad misses you. I checked the Book of Life and Death and it says you won't live much longer. Come with Dad now and I'll arrange a rich and prosperous reincarnation for you."
"Dad, I'm quite wealthy now, why don't you go find Ade?"
Wu Zhi used his nephew to ward off disaster without hesitation. After all, Wu De would not live past twenty, so it would make no difference whether he died early or late.
When Luo Xinxin heard this, she became furious. She reached out and grabbed a strand of the bastard's hair and pulled it out forcefully. Then she and Li Rong teleported and hid.
Wu Zhi was in excruciating pain. He reached out and touched his hands, which were covered in blood. He was so scared that his eyes went dark. The old man was too cruel. He really wanted to take him away!
The couple sat there obediently, not daring to move, their legs shaking like sieves.
"You are such a traitor! You even dared to escape from the vigil! Go back here obediently, or else come down and accompany me!"
The creepy sound was heard again, and a few strands of hair were pulled out again.
If Mr. and Mrs. Wu Zhi looked back, they would find a man and a woman standing behind them, with four hands pulling out their hair quickly. The couple screamed incessantly. In less than five minutes, there were several bald spots on their heads, bleeding, which looked horrible.
Several servants working in the house rushed out, but they only saw the miserable boss and his wife, not even a ghost.
They wanted to take Wu Zhi and his wife to the hospital, but the driver started the car for a long time and it didn't move at all. The same thing happened to several cars in the family.
"I filled up the tank yesterday!"
The driver muttered to himself in confusion, but soon his face turned pale and he began to shiver.
The other servants also thought about it. Isn't this just seeing a ghost in broad daylight?
"Dad... please spare my life, I'll be back, I'll be back right away!"
Wu Zhi wailed and begged, and so did Mrs. Wu. They were afraid that if they didn't go back, they would be killed by this cruel old man.
When he was alive, he dared to kill his own brothers, sons and grandsons to prolong his own life. With so many lives on his hands, it's no wonder that he became a ghost after his death.
After a long time, the evil ghost did not attack again. The couple breathed a sigh of relief, but they hated Old Man Wu even more in their hearts.
Even after death, he is still so domineering. I really hope that the King of Hell will send this old man to the eighteenth level, make him walk on the mountain of swords and jump into the pot of oil every day, and severely punish this old thing.
"Go, get our suitcases out!"
After Wu Zhi recovered, he ordered the servants to work, but no one came out after he called for a long time. Then they realized that all the servants in the house had run away.
The couple helped each other to get up and tremblingly went to get their luggage. Wu Zhi drove, but several cars would not start. Helplessly, they could only travel light and leave the suitcases behind. The couple, with their bald heads, squeezed onto the bus amid the strange looks of passers-by.
As miserable as them were the third son of the Wu family and his wife, who also had bald spots on their heads and had to support each other to squeeze into the bus.
So, the next day, the headlines of Hong Kong newspapers were the miserable photos of the two couples, with the headlines being:
"The Wu family went bankrupt, and the second and third Wu brothers were so anxious that they were even bald. They even took the bus to save money!"
The two miserable couples finally returned to their old house after going through many hardships and dangers. When Wu Xiong saw their miserable condition, he almost didn't recognize them.
"Brother, Dad is too cruel. Even as a ghost he's still so cruel. Look at what he's done to our leader."
Wu Zhi pointed at his own and his wife's heads and complained aggrievedly.
After he finished his complaint, Wu Lao San continued to complain. Wu Xiong's brows were twisted into a line when he heard it. He saw the old man pretending to be dead last night. Although what the second and third brothers said was absurd, he believed it.
The old man was not a good person to begin with, and he certainly would not be a good ghost if he turned into a ghost. It was normal for him to harm his own son, and it was not the first time the old man had done such a thing.
"Brother, Dad's evil spirit is so strong that he's not even afraid of the sun. I'm worried that he won't go down. What if he stays? What will we do?"
Wu Laosan suddenly thought of a very important question and felt very uncomfortable.
"That's not up to him. There's a difference between yin and yang. The old man must go down."
Wu Xiong sneered. It was better that the old man died. He was the head of the family now and had the final say in everything.
It would be best if the old man goes down on his own accord, otherwise he would invite a few more masters to perform a ritual together to send the old man away.
In the afternoon, the young men of the Wu family came back one after another. Everyone was in a miserable state, but compared to the miserable state of the two couples, they seemed to be in good condition. It was obvious that the "evil spirit" did not do anything cruel to them.
Before dinner, all the Wu family members in Hong Kong Island arrived. After dinner, Wu Xiong began to arrange the wake. In view of the fact that Old Man Wu had come back to life last night, he arranged for four people to keep watch. This way, even if Old Man Wu came back to life again, four people would always be better than one.
That night, Li Rong and Luo Xinxin arranged another exciting scene. This time, Old Man Wu wandered around for ten more minutes, and the living room was filled with the clicking sounds of him dragging himself, which was creepy.
That night was another sleepless night for the Wu family. The next day, everyone had dark circles under their eyes, like zombies.
Old Man Bai also didn't sleep well. In the afternoon, Zheng Guan came to buy calligraphy and paintings, saying that he was buying them for a friend. The price he offered satisfied him, but he didn't agree at the time. He just said he would think about it for three days. He just wanted to give Zheng Guan a cold shoulder and then raise the price.
So, the old man thought about it all night and decided what price would be appropriate.
If it was too high, he was afraid that Officer Zheng would turn around and leave. If it was too cheap, he would feel bad. Old Man Bai thought about it all night and finally came up with a price that he thought was appropriate.
In the morning, after he got up, he went to the secret room to look for calligraphy and paintings. Zheng Guan said that as long as they were famous, they would be gifts from his friends.
The old man in white turned the combination lock slowly with trembling hands. After six turns, the lock opened. He opened the door, but realized something was wrong before he even went in. Why was the dark room empty?
He rubbed his eyes vigorously a few times, and found that they were indeed empty. There was a lot of poop on the ground, which looked very fresh.
"Who did it?"
The old man's shrill scream reached the sky, then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
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