In this dimly lit room, the flickering light cast shadows on everything.
At this moment, Ma Lihua's voice rang out again, as if it came from the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.
“Listen to me,” her eyes stared straight at her, flashing with an eerie light, “Zhang Hao might not have slept with that Young Master Xiao at all, but some terrifying monster! The one in your belly might be a ghost child!”
Her words were like a cold, sharp blade, piercing straight into Zhang Hao's heart.
Zhang Hao felt a chill run down his spine, as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.
“Your Zhang family was destined for great wealth and prosperity,” Ma Lihua continued, her voice growing increasingly somber, “but because of your actions, you’ve squandered all of the Zhang family’s good fortune!”
At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to become heavy, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Zhang Hao stared at her in horror, trying to find a trace of a joke on her face, but all he saw was a chilling seriousness and mystery.
Under the dim light, Ma Lihua's face appeared exceptionally calm.
Every word she uttered sounded like a curse, echoing in the silent space and causing Zhang Hao's heart to sink lower and lower.
Zhang Hao began to recall the nights he spent with Young Master Xiao, those strange dreams and inexplicable feelings. Could it be... really as Ma Lihua said?
A sense of despair and fear gradually enveloped her, and she could feel an invisible pair of eyes watching her from the darkness.
That might be the biological father of the child she was carrying...
The temperature in the room seemed to be getting lower and lower. Zhang Hao hugged himself tightly and curled up, but he still couldn't resist the cold that spread from the depths of his heart.
But Ma Lihua's voice still echoed in her ears, refusing to fade away...
At this moment, Zhang Hao's transformation was delayed, but the slightly swollen belly made her feel a chill.
At this moment, Huang Xian was not possessing anyone; he used magic to bring his true form to the Zhang family as well.
It's now eight o'clock.
In the dark corner, Huang Xian's eerie green eyes gleamed with a strange light as it stared intently at Zhang Haokan on the kang (a heated brick bed), pondering to itself.
Under the faint moonlight, the figure of Huang Xian was faintly visible, its thin body exuding a mysterious and eerie aura.
Its eyes were sometimes sharp, as if they could pierce through the darkness and see the truth hidden behind it, and sometimes they were full of doubt, as if it was very confused about the people who were targeting the Zhang family.
Then look at the three members of the Ma family, who are looking impatient, urging the woman to give them 800 yuan so they can take Huang Xian away.
The yellow weasel's tail swayed restlessly as it paced back and forth in the room, occasionally emitting a low "squeak" sound.
It recalled its previous experiences at the Zhang family, and its unease grew stronger.
"Hey! I said, Huang Wulang, what are you yelling for? You're so noisy, be quiet. And go squat in the corner," Ma Hehua said irritably.
Huang Wulang obediently squatted in the corner, but his mind was still racing.
Various images flashed through its mind, as if it was trying to find some clues.
Suddenly, its gaze fell upon Zhang Hao lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), and it thought to itself: "It seems those people's target is Zhang Hao, but why is that?"
Just then, a gust of cold wind blew by, making the windows creak.
Huang Xian's fur stood on end instantly. It looked around warily, sensing that an invisible pair of eyes were watching it, the Zhang family, and the Ma family from the darkness.
Its teeth began to chatter, seemingly expressing its inner anger and fear.
Huang Xian's face grew increasingly gloomy, its small face appearing particularly ferocious in the darkness.
It secretly made up its mind that after this, it would not seek revenge and would sever all ties with the Zhang family.
As I was thinking, a powerful pressure suddenly came over me.
However, this mysterious force made it feel an unprecedented pressure, as if a huge net was slowly closing in on the Zhang family, and it could not see the whole picture of this net...
Shangguan Wenyan's face was gloomy. It was already past midnight, why hadn't those two women brought Lihua back yet?
Lan Niang swallowed hard as she looked at the densely packed dark figures. "Old Deng, what do you think?"
She pointed to the Zhang family's house, gesturing for Deng Paopao to look over.
Deng Paopao saw those ghostly shadows through the car window, and his brows furrowed.
"This is a deadly formation. It seems that the Taoist priest and the others are in grave danger this time!" As he spoke, he felt a little regretful that the ghost money he had just received had flown away.
"Mother, I'm here."
Ma Hehua's expression changed. She drew her broadsword, held it in her hand, and stared at the doorway.
After watching for a while without any movement, he asked curiously, "Why haven't they come in yet?"
"I don't know, maybe I'm just passing by?" Ma Linghua thought.
Ma Lihua: "How about we open the door ourselves?"
Huang Xian: "…………………………"
"This is unbearable! Fairy, didn't you all realize that he's not human, so he didn't need to come in through the main gate, but instead walked straight through the wall?"
The three members of the Ma family were stunned: "..."
That seems to be the case.
"ah……"
Then a scream was heard. Turning around, I saw Zhang Hao, who was being held by a male ghost with a blue face and fangs.
Not only was she trembling with fear, but she also looked like she wanted to vomit but dared not.
Because the male ghost is so damn ugly.
A tall male ghost quietly appeared. He was 180 centimeters tall, yet he brought endless fear and oppression to people.
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