Chapter 148 There seems to be a person standing in the shadows.
After all, they share the same spiritual space, and the Dream Devourer can communicate with each other.
A gleam of excitement flashed in the narrow fox eyes, and it stretched out its little claws and shot out two beams of light with a faint gray aura.
No one could see it, and in the blink of an eye, it fell between the eyebrows of the two people.
Both of them frowned involuntarily.
Just a moment ago, I felt a black screen in front of my eyes, but when I opened my eyes again, I saw Jiang Shiyue's departing back.
The sky was sunny and warm, and the light enveloped her entire body, gradually fading away, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the courtyard.
The old man of the Jiang family gritted his teeth.
He put his hands on his waist, his face was ashen, and he looked extremely ugly.
Fortunately, the floor-to-ceiling window had been cleaned up and someone was busy replacing the glass, but he still felt that the scene before him was a bit dazzling.
She said impatiently to Grandma Jiang beside her: "Go and see if Yaoyao is frightened..."
His eyes suddenly turned fierce again: "Have you run out of Jiang Mengqing's medicine? Ask Chen Xueru to come and get it!"
Then he turned around and prepared to walk towards his study.
But somehow, the room, which was as warm as spring, suddenly became cold.
He frowned in displeasure. The workers were working slower and slower. After such a long time, they hadn't even installed a piece of glass. But when he turned around, he saw that the workers had already installed the large glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.
His brows furrowed even tighter, and the moment he turned his head, he seemed to see someone standing in the shadow of the living room door.
The man seemed to have appeared there suddenly, looking a little strange.
He blinked hard.
But the man was standing under the mottled light and shadow, so he couldn't see clearly.
So he took a few steps forward, and the next moment his pupils constricted, his mouth opened involuntarily, and a creaking sound came from his throat.
It was as if a broken bellows was spinning hard.
All the blood in his body rushed to one place, he froze in place, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The man standing in the dim light suddenly took two steps forward and was only a few steps away from him. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, had gray hair, was tall, and was over sixty years old, but looked very elegant. However, the eyes behind the glasses at this moment were as cold as a poisonous snake.
In a flash, Jiang Chengming's heart almost jumped out of his chest. The person in front of him was Jiang Shiyue's grandfather who had been dead for many years.
Lu Feng!
He actually grinned, but his voice was extremely cold, as if it came from hell: "Jiang Chengming, you ungrateful villain, what did you promise me in the beginning? Now you are bullying my descendants in front of me. Tell me, why?"
As he spoke, he actually took another step forward, and the dark figure was close to Jiang Chengming in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Chengming's whole body stiffened. Instinctively, he took a few steps back, staggered, and fell to the ground.
How is it possible? I must be hallucinating! Lu Feng, this old man, has been dead for more than ten years. His bones have rotted into dregs. How could he stand in front of him and question him?
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Jiang Chengming shook his head vigorously and blinked hard.
Grandma Jiang, who was standing by, looked at Jiang Chengming with horror as his expression changed drastically. She couldn't help but look in the direction he was looking, and the next second, she let out a scream.
There was a person standing not far away. That person turned out to be Jiang Shiyue’s grandmother who had passed away many years ago.
Zhou Lizhen! (End of this chapter)