Chapter 149: A female worker from a fertilizer factory was found dead in a wall mirror
She pounced towards Meng Fuling ferociously, and the next second her hand was on her forehead.
The image began to become clear, and there was laughter and joy in room 404.
There was a big red wedding character on the wall in the house and a wedding was taking place. A sexy and beautiful woman in a red dress was toasting everyone one by one.
Huang Juan was an employee of a nearby chemical plant and moved into the house allocated by the company on December 12, 1975.
She was displaced and grew up in an orphanage. She has seen the ups and downs of life and understands human nature better.
She has always lacked a sense of security, and when others have a home, she can only wander outside.
Therefore, her biggest dream in life is to have her own house, but she has only been working in the fertilizer factory for two years and is not eligible for a house.
But she was young and beautiful, and in order to get a housing quota, Huang Juan married the deputy factory director Liu Kaixuan, who was married for the second time.
That's why she was eligible to be allocated this new house with two bedrooms and one living room. Today is her housewarming night and it is also her wedding night.
When the guests left in the evening, the house finally became quiet and a drunk Liu Kaixuan lay on the bed.
Liu Kaixuan is in his forties this year, and he is fat and bloated. Her face looks vulgar and pornographic.
He stood up and hugged her and pressed her under him. Huang Juan struggled: "What are you doing? We agreed that we were just acting."
"Acting?" Liu Kaixuan sneered: "Huang Juan, you married me for the house, and now you don't want to sleep with me."
"Let me go!" Huang Juan was reluctant. She had agreed to have a fake marriage with him and divorce him after they got the house.
So she gave him all her savings of 5,000 yuan, but Liu Kaixuan actually changed his mind.
The man was attracted by her beautiful appearance from the very beginning and slapped her in the face.
"You bitch, didn't you seduce me just to share the house?"
"You're not willing now. If you weren't a little pretty, I wouldn't marry you at all."
"Now that we're married, you still won't let me touch you. Believe it or not, I'll make you get out of this house right now."
Huang Juan's face turned blue from being pinched, but she could only swallow her anger for the sake of the house she had been longing for.
She finally gave up struggling and endured the pain of being abused by this ugly man.
But she was still too naive. Liu Kaixuan not only possessed her shamelessly, but was also a domestic violence maniac.
Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would go home and beat her up and cover her mouth.
Under long-term domestic violence, Huang Juan was accidentally pushed off the balcony by Liu Kaixuan and died during a resistance.
When he saw that she was dead, he panicked and secretly buried the body when no one was around.
But Huang Juan's soul has been wandering in this house and refused to leave even after her death.
Not long after, a couple from the factory, their son and their pregnant daughter-in-law moved into the house, a total of four people living there.
Huang Juan repeatedly drove them away and used soul-stealing techniques to force them to jump off the building and commit suicide.
Later, the factory went bankrupt and the house was sold to a newly married couple and their brother-in-law.
Until a family of five finally moved in and hanged them with a rope.
Her obsession with the house has penetrated deep into her soul. Anyone who dares to occupy the house will die.
These ghosts did not dare to resist Huang Juan, and their souls were forced to be trapped here and unable to leave.
Over the past few decades, twelve people have died in this house, and it has since become a famous haunted house.
Whenever someone comes to see the house, these ghosts start making noises and scare them away.
Meng Fuling slowly withdrew her hand. She didn't expect that this was the reason why Huang Juan refused to leave.
Even after death, a person's obsession with life will still trap him in the same place and he will not be able to escape.
"This house is no longer yours because your selfish desires have killed so many people."
"You still intend to control these souls, Huang Juan, let go!"
"No, this is my house, it's mine!" she roared madly.
A black murderous aura surrounded her, and her hair turned into sharp blades and came towards Meng Fuling.
The broken glass on the ground floated in the air, and the ghosts hiding nearby trembled and hugged each other and cried.
"You're still stubborn!" Meng Fuling waved her hand, "Your soul will be scattered!"
Huang Juan howled, and her soul turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in the house.
Her miserable voice can still be heard from inside the house: "The house is mine. With the house I have a home. Anyone who dares to take it will die."
There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. He kills innocent people for his own obsession and eventually turns to ashes.
Meng Fuling looked at the twelve ghosts, and Eighteen said coldly, "I'll ask Lao Hu to bring people over to take them away."
"Well, thank you Eighteen!" Meng Fuling knew that these people were trapped here and could finally be reborn.
She immediately called the police, and half an hour later, Officer Yao and his men arrived at the scene.
"Luckily, I had someone pay attention to your live broadcast room, and they immediately brought people over."
"I just checked the files. Huang Juan was reported missing by the factory over fifty years ago."
"The first owner, Liu Kaixuan, was sentenced for accepting bribes thirty years ago and died ten years ago."
"Because Huang Juan was an orphan with no relatives, we put the case on hold after searching for a while without success."
Meng Fuling shook her head. "He died a long time ago. The body can't be found because it's in this house."
"You mean there's a body in the room?" He looked at the house in disbelief. "Where is it?"
Meng Fuling's eyes fell on the broken floor-length mirror: "It's in here."
In the mirror? Officer Yao immediately realized something.
Several people took tools and started to knock open the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and soon the wall was also chiseled open.
"Crash!" A fertilizer bag appeared from inside the brick and cement wall.
The torn bag contained a dried and blackened corpse, which had been there for so long that its identity could no longer be identified.
The fans who were still keeping their eyes open in the live broadcast room were all excited after seeing this.
[Oh my god, what is this? Could this be the corpse of a female ghost?]
[This woman has been inside these walls for decades. It was her husband who hid her body here.]
[Fuck, this is so freaking scary. This house has changed hands so many times and no one noticed?]
[I have to say it's absolutely amazing. No wonder her ghost can't leave.]
[She's actually quite pitiful. All she wanted in her life was to have a family, but she ended up meeting a scumbag.]
After Huang Juan was pushed down the stairs and died, Liu Kaixuan was worried that his murder would be exposed.
So he took the body back home in the middle of the night when no one was looking, but he didn't know where he hid it.
It was not until I saw the floor-length mirror at home that I realized that Huang Juan loved beauty so much that she bought a very large mirror.
He dug a hole in the wall of his house, stuffed the body in and sealed it with cement.
Then fix the floor mirror on the wall. Because the mirror looks good and cannot be moved, the homeowner didn't care about it later.
The mirror remained like this for decades, and Huang Juan's soul was trapped inside the mirror and unable to leave.
By the time the bodies in the house were dug out, it was already dawn.
The twelve souls were taken back to the underworld by the ghost catcher, and the haunted house was finally cleared out. As for whether anyone dared to buy it, it was unknown.
After tossing and turning all night, Meng Fuling was very tired and was planning to go home to rest.
"Ding-ling-ling!" At this moment, Meng Fuling's live broadcast room rang again.
Sun Jianzhou's video kept sending requests, and she answered the video and heard screams from the other end.
"Master, come and save me, my son wants to kill me..."
At this time, Sun Jianzhou's face was covered in blood and white smoke filled the air around him.
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