Chen Xinhua woke up, and his head seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

Where am I?

As soon as he thought about it, he could immediately feel a huge pain in the back of his head. After a series of dizziness, his consciousness slowly recovered.

Finally, the previous memories appeared one after another. He remembered that he returned to the villa after getting drunk, and saw a female ghost in white blocking his way on the path.

When the female ghost turned around, she attacked him directly, and he finally fainted.

Chen Xinhua looked down and around, and also looked at himself, only to find that he was lying on his side naked on the cold concrete floor, with several upright solid wooden bars in front of him, which looked strange and familiar.

He took a deep breath and shook his head again. After his eyes focused again, he found that those wooden strips were the legs of the table.

Could it be?

Chen Xinhua then tried to prop up his body and sit up from the ground, but he had to stop halfway because he found that his right hand was firmly locked to the heating pipe on the wall.

He couldn't figure out what was going on. Looking at his right hand that was already locked tightly, he was confused at first, and then a huge sense of terror came over him.

He was imprisoned? !

Chen Xinhua, who was extremely panicked, rolled and crawled, trying his best to free his right hand while quickly scanning the space he was in.

He felt that this room was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it before.

Why are you here? Who wants to lock me up here? What on earth does he want to do? Questions came to Chen Xinhua one after another. He didn't have much time to think about these questions. He instinctively wanted to get rid of the iron chain that locked him free.

Unfortunately, he found that not only his right hand, but also his feet were all locked. Several iron chains were connected to a thicker chain. The long chain extended all the way out and directly reached the door handle.

He found that the probability of his escape was even smaller, so he became more panicked and struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

All he got from doing this was a deeper mark on his wrist, while the thick and sturdy chain remained motionless.

The room was dimly lit, with only a small window on the right side, but it was covered with a black cloth. There was only a candle on the table, emitting a faint light.

Chen Xinhua had no idea what time it was at this moment.

Suddenly, the candle on the table flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and there was a weird and terrifying atmosphere.

The wind outside was blowing, as if it was going to devour everything in the world.

There was a snap, and Chen Xinhua looked in response. He was so scared that he fell to the ground and crawled back desperately.

Because he saw a black shadow with long hair on a wall, floating over step by step.

Not long ago, that bad memory resurfaced in front of him again. Could it be that the female ghost appeared again?

"Are you awake?" A peaceful and even a little friendly greeting suddenly sounded, accompanied by the hissing sound of nails scratching the door.

Chen Xinhua got goosebumps all over his body and was shocked, but he still looked in the direction of the sound with courage.

There was a white shadow behind the door, with long hair covering her entire face. But from her two exposed arms, you can see that they are pale and slightly blue.

"Ghost, ghost, please don't eat me." Chen Xinhua begged for mercy loudly regardless of everything.

But the white shadow did not walk towards Chen Xinhua, but came to the table, stretched out her pale hand and turned the candle wick, and the room became much brighter. The

white shadow walked to the door again, locked the door handle, and then laughed strangely, "Hehe, this way no one can disturb us."

So she tiptoed step by step and floated towards Chen Xinhua briskly.

Chen Xinhua was completely frightened, staring blankly at the woman in a white dress with long hair and no face walking in front of him.

He asked bravely, "Who are you?"

The white shadow ignored him, stretched out his palm with a five-centimeter-long nail and turned her head, and checked the blood swelling on the back of his head.

"Not bad, you can still hold on."

Chen Xinhua didn't know whether he was scared or what, but he nodded obediently.

"That's good, I was afraid that I would be too heavy-handed and kill you directly." When the man in white said this, Chen Xinhua was sure that the woman in front of him was not a ghost.

He has always been an atheist, so it is naturally impossible for him to believe in ghosts.

So, who is this female ghost?

The female ghost did not give Chen Xinhua too much time to think about it, but continued in a relaxed tone, "Are you afraid of death?"

Chen Xinhua couldn't help but tremble all over, "You...what do you want to do?"

The female ghost did not speak, but heard her footsteps walking back and forth in the room. She took out a hemp rope from the cabinet and found a fruit knife.

Chen Xinhua's face turned pale, "Who are you? What do you want to do to me! Do you know that I am the son of Director Chen of the Chen Group?

I advise you to let me go immediately. If my bodyguards know that I was kidnapped, you will die miserably."

The female ghost giggled, "Really? Are you afraid of death for a dead person?"

"Oh, by the way, you just asked who I am? Do you remember what shameful things you have done? Tell me? Maybe I can let you go."

"Big sister, please let me go. I know I have done so many bad things in my life and I have lost all conscience. But if you just let me go, you will get everything you want.

Do you want money? Hahaha, give me your phone password and I will call my dad right now." Chen Xinhua leaned against the wall, trembling and begging for mercy.

The ghost girl smiled and shook her head, "I don't want money. I want you to pay for my daughter's life with your life."

As she spoke, she raised her pale hands and parted her hair to reveal her evil face.

This time, her makeup was very clean, but her old and sallow face was covered with wrinkles and freckles.

When Chen Xinhua saw this face, he opened his mouth wide and his face turned pale.

"Ghosts, ghosts!

Please let me go. I'm sorry, sorry, please. I'll burn more paper for you, okay? Oh! I can burn mountains of gold and silver for you, please let me go!"