Sheng Hanxiang was completely unprepared for Nan Yuanman's reaction. The ghost was stunned, and all the creatures in the office fell into an eerie silence.
Feng Jingcheng swallowed hard, then broke the silence with an awkward laugh: "Haha, our grandpa's got some style, huh? Look at this purple outfit, ahahaha, it's really classy."
Old Master Nan slowly turned his head, tilting it to look at Feng Jingcheng.
Feng Jingcheng stared at Old Master Nan, then hesitated before looking at Nan Yuanman: "Um, Yuanman, is our master... even human?"
Nanmanyuan: "?"
Feng Zining: "..."
Feng Jingcheng realized what was happening and quickly tried to cover it up: "Don't misunderstand, I... I didn't mean that. I meant to ask, is our master a living person?"
Feng Zining's forehead veins throbbed as he gritted his teeth: "Feng Jingcheng! Shut your mouth!"
How the hell can you talk like that?
Feng Jingcheng opened and closed his mouth, finally raising his hand to his lips in a zipping motion, surrendering and shutting up.
Sheng Hanxiang slowly came to her senses, and looked at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression: "You..."
Nan Yuanman was whispering in Old Master Nan's ear about Sheng Hanxiang's situation when he heard her voice. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't these ghosts enough? I have two more..."
Before she could finish speaking, another dark head popped out of the small coffin. The burned ghost waved its hand and grinned, revealing a row of exceptionally white and conspicuous teeth: "I can do it too! I'm best at scaring people!"
Feng Jingcheng: "..."
Feng Zining: "..."
The two brothers couldn't help but look at the small coffin in Nan Yuanman's hand, and they both wondered in unison, just how many ghosts were inside that little coffin?!
When will this ever end!
Sheng Hanxiang's struggles gradually lessened, and Xiaocao and Zhuangzhuang released their restraints on her.
She glanced at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression, bit her lip, didn't answer, and turned to rush out of the office.
She will avenge herself! She doesn't need to trouble others!
Nanmanyuan: "!"
"Sister Sheng! Wait for us!"
She hurriedly put Grandpa Nan back into the small coffin, grabbed Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang, pressed the head of the burned ghost back into the small coffin, and chased after it with all her might.
Feng Jingcheng and Feng Zining quickly followed.
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The underground parking lot of the Feng Group.
Sun Mengman got into the car with a gloomy face, slammed the door shut, and threw her bag into the back seat in a fit of anger.
"Damn little bitch!" Sun Mengman slammed her fist on the steering wheel, her delicate and beautiful face contorted with malice and malice.
How dare someone so lowly treat her like that! And even stop her from going to see Brother Zining! What audacity!
Sun Mengman's face was sinister. She picked up her phone and sent a message. After seeing the message sent successfully, she held the phone and sneered.
Once she falls into her hands, she'll make that little bitch wish she were dead!
Sun Mengman imagined how Nan Yuanman would torment her after falling into her hands, and her resentment subsided somewhat.
Just then, Zheng Ziang called. Sun Mengman rolled her eyes, answered the phone, and said irritably, "Spit it out if you have something to say!"
"What? Did you get bullied by your brother Zining again?" Zheng Ziang raised an eyebrow and sneered.
Sun Mengman's face darkened further: "You called me just to make fun of me?"
"Am I that kind of person?" Zheng Ziang chuckled, looking down at the trembling, terrified girl kneeling before him. "Didn't you say Sheng Hanxiang was dead and you had no new toys? I have a new one here, do you want her?"
“I want it!” Sun Mengman’s eyes lit up. She was looking for someone to vent her anger on, and this new toy was exactly what she wanted.
"I'll remember this favor."
After Sun Mengman finished speaking, she hung up the phone and was about to drive when she found that she couldn't start the car no matter what she did.
Sun Mengman frowned: "Strange, is the car broken?"
She took her car in for maintenance just two weeks ago; it couldn't possibly be broken.
She tried to start the car engine again, but it still wouldn't start, and the temperature inside the car gradually rose without her noticing.
Sun Mengman, feeling hot, tugged at her collar and was about to get out of the car to check when the car stereo suddenly turned on.
"Sizzle sizzle..."
The static was unusually loud in the empty underground parking lot, startling Sun Mengman: "What's going on? Why did the stereo suddenly turn on?"
She leaned forward and pressed the speaker switch, talking to herself.
The first time, the sound system wasn't turned off.
Sun Mengman frowned and pressed the button again, but it still didn't turn off. The static from the speaker grew louder and louder, and she could faintly hear voices.
"Sun... sizzle... Mengman... sizzle... I'm so wronged... sizzle..."
Sun Mengman's expression changed slightly, and she looked at the speaker with a look of surprise and doubt.
The sound from the speakers grew louder and louder: "Buzz... I died so unjustly... Buzz... Sun Mengman! Why did you lie to me! Why!!"
The familiar voice made Sun Mengman's expression change drastically. She subconsciously leaned back in her chair, her hair standing on end, her whole body tense as she stared intently at the speaker.
That sound...
“Sheng Hanxiang?! No, that’s not right, it can’t be her.”
Sheng Hanxiang is dead!
"Who are you?!" Sun Mengman demanded, her voice trembling with fear. "Who sent you to mess with me? Get out here! Don't you know who I am?!"
The static from the speaker paused for a moment, as if it had been startled by Sun Mengman.
Sun Mengman breathed a sigh of relief. She knew it! Someone was definitely messing with her. How could there be ghosts in this world?
The next instant, the temperature inside the car plummeted and the humidity rose. A pair of pale hands reached out from the stereo and suddenly grabbed Sun Mengman's neck.
Just as those hands were about to grab Sun Mengman's neck, a pale golden light flashed, deflecting the hands away.
Sun Mengman screamed in fright and instinctively opened the car door and ran away. She twisted the door handle hard and pushed the car door outward, but she couldn't open it.
Sun Mengman: "!!!"
She turned back in terror to the hand that was still reaching for her, screaming, "Open it! Open it now!!"
"Aaaaaaah! Don't come any closer!! Get away! Get away from me!!"
Despite being bounced away once, Sheng Hanxiang did not give up and stubbornly reached for Sun Mengman's neck.
But once again, he was repelled by the golden light emanating from Sun Mengman.
No matter how hard Sun Mengman tried, she couldn't open the car door. When she saw the pale hands being repeatedly repelled by the golden light, she suddenly thought of something, took out a pure white Buddha statue from her neck, and held it tightly in her hand.
Her initial shock subsided somewhat, and she couldn't help but sneer, "Although I don't know who you are, do you think you can outmaneuver me while alive, or hurt me even when you're dead? Dream on!"
"A good-for-nothing in life! And a useless good-for-nothing even in death!"
She looked delighted, clutching the Buddha statue tightly in her hand, and even arrogantly stretched her neck towards that pale hand: "I'm right here, come and strangle me if you dare, you trash!"
As soon as Sun Mengman finished speaking, a golden light, invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, landed on the Buddha statue in her hand.
A faint "click" sound rang out.
The golden light protecting her shattered like a spider web.
Sheng Hanxiang gripped Sun Mengman's neck tightly with both hands.
Sun Mengman: "!!!"
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