Chapter 287: Moving three times in two years, haunted by evil spirits every night
"What?" Feng Xue's face turned even paler. "Then, what should we do?"
She pulled her hair in frustration: "I've changed three houses, why does that ghost keep haunting me?"
Meng Fuling said slowly, "The ghosts that haunt you usually have a grudge against you."
"Their purpose is also very clear. They will never leave without revenge."
"Not only you, but everyone around you may become the target of their revenge!"
Hearing this, Feng Xue seemed to think of something: "Oh no, my son is still at home!"
Meng Fuling and Wen Xiaoli got in the car together and followed Feng Xue to her home.
She was so nervous that she was incoherent along the way: "This villa is the third house I have changed, but it is useless no matter where I move to."
"The strange things started happening two years ago. My husband hit his head on the door while going to the bathroom in the middle of the night."
"Then my husband inexplicably tumbled down the stairs and passed out."
"Now my mother-in-law was coming down the stairs, and there was clearly no one behind her, but she was pushed down violently."
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There were so many accidents like this that the whole family was almost on the verge of a mental breakdown.
In desperation, they sold their previous house and moved, thinking that the strange things would disappear.
But no matter how many times they moved, the situation did not go away and became even worse.
I called the police several times, but every time they came, they couldn't find any clues.
In the end, all the cases were concluded to be accidental, and the family could not sleep every day under such high pressure.
It was not until Feng Xue accidentally came across Meng Fuling on the Internet that he learned that the police station now had a special department.
She came yesterday but didn't see anyone. She came again early this morning and finally saw her.
Listening to her talk about the strange things that happened in the past two years, I was more certain that there must be an unusual ghost in his house.
Soon the police car arrived at the luxury villa area on the second ring road of Beijing. It was indeed very expensive here.
In this area where every inch of land is valuable, Fengxue's family is in very good condition.
As soon as she got out of the car, she ran home quickly, and the video left the fans in the live broadcast room stunned.
"Oh my god, this isn't Fujing Villa. Villas in this area are all priced over 100,000 per square meter."
[A villa is at least 400 to 500 square meters. Wouldn't this one cost tens of millions?]
[Oh my god, I will never make this much money in my lifetime. Please wait for me this afternoon and burn some more paper money for me.]
This is a well-known wealthy neighborhood. I once went to this community and found an old cell phone in a trash can.
[Fuck, tell me which trash can is right there, I'll go pick up trash and get rich tonight.]
Worried about her one-year-old son, she pushed open the door and said, "Auntie Wang, Auntie Wang!"
A groan came from the bathroom on the first floor: "Oh, help, help!"
Meng Fuling followed him into the house and saw a woman in her fifties sitting on the floor of the bathroom.
"Auntie Wang, how are you?" Feng Xue wanted to go forward and help her up, but she screamed even louder.
"No, don't help me, my legs!" she cried, "I was just sweeping here."
"I don't know what happened, but the shower gel on the shelf fell and hit me on the head."
"I fell to the ground before I could stand firmly. My leg hurts so much!"
"It's dislocated!" Wen Xiaoli quickly helped her up and said, "Call 120 for an ambulance."
Meng Fuling kept looking around the villa, which was decorated in European style and divided into two floors.
Her gaze went straight to the second floor, and she immediately sensed a cold and murderous aura.
"Hehehe!!" At this time, the laughter of children was heard from upstairs. Feng Xue came back to his senses and realized something.
"Xiaobao!" She remembered that her one-year-old son was in the room at home, and went there immediately.
"Mom will be here soon!" She stood at the door and wanted to open it, but the door would not open no matter what she did.
"What's going on?" She tried her best but could only hear the music continuing to come from the house.
Feng Xue became anxious and began to bang her body against the door, but a woman's strength was limited after all.
Even if she tried her best, the door wouldn't open. Meng Fuling stepped forward and said, "Get out of the way!"
He raised his hand and made a gesture, and the door of the room opened instantly.
"Squeak!" The moment the door opened, the child's laughter could be heard again.
A one-year-old baby was standing in the crib, giggling as he watched the rotating wind chimes beside him.
He danced with his hands and eyes wide open, and was particularly excited when the wind chimes tinkled and made sounds.
And the next second all the toys in the room started to cry out, making shrill noises.
"Waaaaa!" Xiaobao, who was laughing happily just now, was so scared that he started crying.
"Xiaobao!" Feng Xue immediately stepped forward and hugged her son, nervously comforting him.
"What's going on?" Wen Xiaoli hurried forward and turned off the crying toys and dolls.
They saw it with their own eyes, and the weirdness of this house was beyond words.
"See? This kind of thing happens all the time!" If she came back later, the child and the nanny would not know what would happen.
The Aunt Wang who fell today is the thirteenth nanny she has had in the past two years.
Oh my god, this is just like the haunted house I went to before, where all the dolls suddenly started screaming and it was so scary.
Living in a place like this every year is terrifying.
[It's been two years and I'm still alive. It's not easy. I can't make a lot of money without a life to spend it.]
[This family must have offended someone, and they're not letting anyone off the hook, big or small. How terrifying!]
[I still don't want a life like this, where I worry about dying every day.]
Fans in the live broadcast room complained one after another and expressed deep sympathy for her current situation.
Feng Xueguang is now terrified just thinking about it: "I can't live in this house anymore. I plan to sell it and move."
At this time, Meng Fuling walked to the window of the room and looked at the backyard of the villa through the glass.
There is a swimming pool in the backyard, but it is dry and there is no water in it.
And there was a ghost standing in the swimming pool. The small figure looked like it was only six or seven years old.
A girl wearing a torn white princess dress and two pigtails was standing in the pool.
Suddenly she turned her head and a fierce look appeared on her pale face, and her body was surrounded by black murderous aura.
She was staring at Meng Fuling who came out from the second floor, and then she disappeared in an instant.
"It's useless!" Meng Fuling shook her head: "Even if you move, she will always follow you."
"What?" Feng Xue completely collapsed. "Why? What the hell is going on to kill me?"
"You really don't know?" Her voice became low. "Two years ago wasn't that long ago. Have you forgotten it so quickly?"
Her questioning made Feng Xue's face change suddenly, and there was a hint of guilt in her voice: "You, what do you mean?"
"Have you forgotten the little girl who died on March 12, two years ago?"
This time Meng Fuling directly stated the date: "The ghost who drowned in the bathhouse has become a fierce ghost and is here to claim lives."
"Ah!" Feng Xue's legs trembled and she almost fell to the ground: "So it's her?"
"No, I didn't kill her, it wasn't me!" She frantically hugged her son tightly in her arms: "It was an accident."
"At this point, you still refuse to admit it?" Meng Fuling stepped forward and asked coldly.
Facing her repeated questions, he said, "Others may not know, but you should know it well!"
There is no love or hate in this world without reason.
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