He Chusheng shoved her violently: "Let go! Who knows if it's mine or not! Didn't you sleep with that actress too? You slut!"
He Yuling covered her head: "You, you're talking nonsense! I didn't! How dare you slander me!"
Seeing that He Chusheng was about to leave, He Yuling immediately shouted, "Help! Robbery! Help!" She was thinking that as long as she could keep He Chusheng, anything would be fine.
The shouts echoed through the empty He mansion, which was eerily quiet.
Her shouts startled He Chusheng, who turned around and tried to cover her mouth. He tightly covered He Yuling's mouth and nose, his mind only on taking the money back to the provincial capital to propose marriage. He muttered to himself and even used his legs to press down on He Yuling's struggling limbs.
A moment later, He Yuling seemed to faint, and he let go of her hand. But as soon as he let go, he realized something was wrong.
It seems like He Yuling smothered herself to death!
He panicked for a moment.
“I can’t go to jail, I killed someone… I…” His eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he simply hung a rope on the roof beam, moved a table over, and tried to stage the scene of He Yuling’s suicide.
After he hung up He Yuling's body and was about to clean up the traces in the room, He Yuling's body suddenly started convulsing.
"Help, help me..." He Yuling suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with pleading.
Unexpectedly, He Chusheng, who was still alive, made a choice after a brief hesitation. He rushed forward, grabbed He Yuling's legs tightly, and desperately tried to pull her down.
"You must die! Once you're dead, you can't haunt me anymore! You have to die!"
That night, the He family lost two lives, one unborn and one unborn.
No one knows what happened to He Yuling.
The He residence was deserted, with only the corpse hanging from the rafters swaying in the wind.
Fang Zhiyi, who was engrossed in writing, wrapped his robe tighter around himself: "The weather has changed." He looked up at the window; Xiao Bai, who had gone to deliver supplies to the Black Bear Spirit, probably wouldn't be back for another day.
"Damn, this timing is perfect, am I doomed?" He gave a bitter laugh.
The light from the oil lamp illuminated the words he had just written.
"A violent death, a mother and child curse, extremely ominous."
Looking back at the room full of memorial tablets, Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath: "Well, well, if it's a blessing in disguise, it's a curse; if it's a curse, you can't escape it."
Although Old Tang was scared, he still went out to work as a night watchman with a strong sense of professionalism. However, he was inexplicably frightened that night. He didn't encounter anything strange on the way, but an inexplicable sense of panic kept enveloping him.
A gust of wind blew by, and he seemed to hear a woman crying.
Old Tang looked around in panic, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
The next moment, Old Tang saw a red streak drift past the top of the wall. In just one glance, he froze on the spot, a bone-chilling coldness spreading from his toes to the top of his head.
Then, Old Tang felt everything go black and he collapsed to the ground.
"We're all going to die, we're all going to die," the female ghost murmured. "Hahahaha... Waaaaaah... Why...?"
Originally, the first to die should have been members of the He family, but now the He family was empty. This made He Yuling, who was full of resentment, even angrier. She just walked around and did not find the heartless man who killed her and her unborn child. Then she suddenly thought of Fang Zhiyi.
It's all because of him. If it weren't for him, her lover wouldn't have gone to the provincial capital, and if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gone to the provincial capital either. It's all because of him!
First kill Fang Zhiyi, then kill Old Master He, and finally kill all those who mocked him...
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