As they got closer to the so-called haunted house, Yan Muhuai asked, "Does your village chief live in that haunted house?"
Fu Cheng turned around and glared at him, "That's not a haunted house. Don't listen to the kid's nonsense. That's where our old village chief lived."
It was clearly a lie, but Fucheng didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He thought he had said such self-deceiving words many times in the past.
After hearing what he said, Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin were not surprised. Judging from the route they had just taken, they knew that Fucheng wanted to send them to that house.
This is exactly where they both want to go now.
We soon arrived at the gate of the house. The gate was open and we could see the overgrown courtyard inside.
"Okay, go in. You can't escape anyway. It's more decent to go in by yourself. Otherwise, if we knock you out and throw you in, the result will be different." Fu Cheng uttered threatening words.
Yan Muhuai actually smiled at this time, "Your name is Fucheng, right? I'll give you a piece of advice. Some retribution requires an opportunity, and your retribution is on the way. Hurry and find your old village chief to save you."
Before Fucheng could digest this, he added, "By the way, your old village chief is also in trouble. While there is still time, you can prepare for his funeral."
"You fucking idiot..." It took Fucheng a long time to realize that Yan Muhuai was cursing him and the old village chief to death.
Unfortunately, when he was about to make trouble, Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin had already walked into the house hand in hand.
"Brother Fucheng, they went in." The villagers next to him seemed to not believe their eyes, and seemed to be worried that Fucheng was angry and didn't see it, so they spoke up to remind him.
Fu Cheng kicked him and said, "I'm not blind. Humph, you dare to curse me to death? Then let's see who dies first, them or me!"
At this time, another villager stepped forward and said, "Brother Fucheng, I know the man who spoke is Yan Muhuai. I also watched the variety show they recorded. He is really a bit weird. Should we go and report to the old village chief?"
"What are you afraid of? He's capable, but doesn't our old village chief have any? If he were really a loser, the old village chief wouldn't have sent so many people to send him in." Fu Cheng finished speaking and spat at the gravel road. "The old village chief said this pretty boy would ruin our village. I thought he was a big shot, but he turned out to be just a couple of heartless guys."
Fu Cheng felt that if he were surrounded by so many people, he would fight his way out at the risk of his life, but Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin did not resist at all.
It is true that rich people are afraid of death.
"Wait!" Fu Cheng turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, "Were they holding hands when they just came in?"
The villagers next to him nodded.
Fu Cheng's face was full of disgust, "Two grown men, how disgusting."
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As soon as Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin stepped into the gate of the house, the sound behind them quickly faded away, as if they had stepped into another space.
The air was filled with gloom and evil spirits. An average person would get seriously ill if they stayed here for ten minutes, let alone a young girl who was fed medicine and sent in.
"There should have been a lot of ghosts living in here, but now they have been scared away by the evil spirit from you." Yan Muhuai said this while observing his surroundings.
Rong Jin also knew his own situation, so there was no need to refute.
But he mentioned it in passing, "Can you tell that Fu Cheng had a murderous aura just now?"
"No, but I saw the deathly aura on his face." Fucheng was used to bullying others in the village. Whether he did it voluntarily or was forced by the village, he had many lives on his hands.
Rong Jin nodded, "I saw it too. His evil spirit is the kind that evil people have. As long as they are not evil ghosts who want to kill people, they will be afraid of his evil spirit." This is probably the reason why the village chief asked Fucheng to bring them to this house.
Most of the other people who came here would not be able to leave, but Fucheng would be fine if he stayed here for a short time.
Yan Muhuai: "Let's not talk about him anymore. He's about to die, so it's not worth wasting time."
Rong Jin felt that this sentence sounded familiar. He seemed to have said the same thing to Yan Muhuai before?
What a sin, luckily his master doesn’t know about it.
They walked into the house while talking.
The house has been abandoned for decades, but you can see that it was originally built very elegantly and beautifully, and the materials used were all top-quality. Even after years, there is no sign of decay.
Compared to the strength of building materials, human corpses are somewhat insignificant, as evidenced by the skeletons in varying degrees of decay in the main hall.
When the two saw the corpses, their faces looked unhappy.
If this happened in another world, it wouldn't be surprising to see such a scene, but this is the modern world, a society ruled by law, and there are so many corpses piled here.
Moreover, these girls were pushed in by their loved ones. How desperate must they have felt before they died?
Their souls probably cannot rest in peace even after death, and they have been recalling their nightmares in this house.
"These executioners in Fuyun Village really should be allowed to come in and experience this." Yan Muhuai walked around the corpses expressionlessly.
It’s not that he dislikes and doesn’t want to get close, but these are evidences that need to be left for the police to investigate, and they can’t destroy them easily.
"Don't worry, they will get their retribution after we leave." Rong Jin took Yan Muhuai's hand and walked upstairs.
Before they came, the souls of those girls were trapped in this haunted house. After they came, the ghosts broke through the limit and escaped from the house because of the evil spirit in Rong Jin. When they return to Fuyun Village, it will be a good time for revenge.
"By the way, I have always forgotten to ask you how you met Mingfei. Fuyun Village is in Guicheng, a great distance away from the capital. How did she get so far?" Before coming to Fuyun Village, Mingfei was unwilling to talk about the past, so Yan Muhuai never asked her, let alone asked Rong Jin about her.
Not asking about something in front of others but gossiping behind their backs is too disrespectful and Yan Muhuai would never do that.
"It was near the villa where I live. She fell in the grass by the roadside, naked..." Thinking that Ming Fei was being used as a sacrifice and escaped, he couldn't continue to describe the situation.
Rong Jin paused, "After I rescued her, I sent her to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup. She had no injuries, but she couldn't remember anything. Fortunately, her mind was just cleared, not damaged. She learned things very quickly. Plus, she could still see the evil spirit in me, so I kept her."
After listening to Rong Jin's story, Yan Muhuai still couldn't figure out how she ended up in the capital.
I guess only she knows what happened to her before that, but unfortunately she hasn't remembered it yet.
The house had three floors. When they walked to the hall on the second floor, they saw another table full of skeletons.
The reason why we say "one table" is that there were eight people sitting around a large round table with plates and bowls on it. It was obvious that before they died, the whole family was having a happy meal together, but they all collapsed on the table before finishing the meal.
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