Chapter 1315 Extra 18 The Goddess Demon

Chapter Eighteen

Since Han Fei felt a little embarrassed by this incident, there were only three people participating this time.

However, Han Fei was still more worried about how the three of them could use this method to get away with it? Although the theory of ghosts and gods has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Mrs. Hu is not necessarily a fool.

"Although this matter is feasible, how can we be sure that he believes it?"

The fingers tapped the table again and again, and the sky dimmed, and there was not much time left for them to act.

Zhang Liang glanced at Han Fei, then at Yang Yu, concerned, and remained silent.

Facing Han Fei's question, Yang Yu also found it a little funny.

But thinking about it, I can understand Han Fei's thoughts. After all, Han Fei doesn't know his method, let alone what method he will use to achieve this goal.

After reaching out and patting Han Fei's shoulder, Yang Yu expressed his thoughts.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, you can just watch their performance at night, the three of us can buy some melon seeds, and then sit there and watch the show."

Of course, it is impossible to buy melon seeds. It is just a metaphor. Yang Yu's main purpose is to let Han Fei relax. After all, Han Fei is a little nervous at this moment.

As a gentleman, Han Fei never thought that such a trick would happen one day.

However, in order to solve the case smoothly, this trick can also be tried. After all, this may be the least time-consuming and labor-intensive method.

When Yang Yu said that they could sit down and watch the show, Han Fei was a little surprised, and asked with a frown, "Who will do this when we watch the show? Isn't it just the three of us?"

The man gave Han Fei an inscrutable look, dipped his finger in the tea water and drew a miniature figure on the table.

If you look carefully, you can see that this villain has a nose and eyes, but if you don't look carefully, it's just a general circle. Han Fei was a little confused by Yang Yu's hand. He didn't know what Yang Yu wanted what to do.

"You'll know when it's night." Yang Yu withdrew his fingers and looked at the window next to him.

After Zhang Liang coughed, he looked at the little figure drawn on Yang Yu's desk, thoughtfully.

Time soon came to night.

Madam Hu has been flustered recently. Since Han Fei came that day, she has never been here again. Madam Hu does not know whether Han Fei has given up on this case or has found other ways to solve the case.

Madam Hu and Meiren Hu talked about this matter after they met recently, and learned from Meiren Hu that Han Fei had tried Madam Hu's course of action.

This discovery made Madam Hu even more worried. She always felt that Han Fei must have a conspiracy, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have no voice for so long.

When night fell, he asked all the maids next to him to retreat, and he was alone in the bedroom.

His husband's body is now lying obediently in the coffin.

Looking at the bed where her husband had died, Mrs. Hu felt a little worried for a moment.

He didn't want to live in this room at first, but there are too many eyeliners outside, and there have been rumors outside that he and his husband are at odds. If he doesn't live here and someone with a heart finds out, he will definitely take this Make a fuss about him.

The candle flickered slightly.

In addition to the bed, this room also has a chaise longue. After lying on the chaise longue for a while, Mrs. Hu stared at the flickering candles on the table in a daze.

I don't know if it was Madam Hu's illusion, but when she was concentrating on the flickering candle, she suddenly found that the light of the candle seemed to turn green.

But this change happened in an instant, and the color of the order had returned to normal immediately. Madam Hu thought it was because she was too tired and dazzled.

Just when I was about to relax, the window was blown open by the wind.

In an instant, the unique coolness of night invaded the whole room, making Madam Hu feel a little uncomfortable.

It may be because of the strong wind. If it blows out the moment the window is opened, the whole room will be plunged into a strange darkness.

In the darkness, Madam Hu couldn't hear anything except her own breathing, and the whole mansion was as silent as death.

Madam Hu tried to speak out, calling her personal maid "Cui Cui!"

But no matter how Madam Hu yelled, no one answered, as if Madam Hu was left alone in this room, Madam Hu became more and more flustered, and was about to open the door and leave.

But when Mrs. Hu put her hand on the bolt, she found that the door was locked from the outside.

And there was also a little strange sound around. This sound was not like ordinary wind, but more like the sobbing of a person, and that person's voice was a little deep.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Mrs. Hu always feels that this voice is very similar to the voice of her dead husband.

Looking around, Madam Hu couldn't see anything except the darkness. Coupled with the continuous sound, Madam Hu's heart sank to the bottom.

"Who are you, don't play tricks!" Madam Hu's voice was trembling, but she still put on a tough look, leaning her back against the door and looking at the dark sky.

Although Mrs. Hu was a little puzzled, he felt with all his heart that someone must be pretending to be a ghost, otherwise this situation would not have happened.

Soon Madam Hu thought of Han Fei.

"Is it you! I didn't expect the dignified Ninth Young Master of South Korea to do such a despicable thing!"

Just as Mrs. Hu finished speaking, a figure floated in from the window.

This figure looked very thin, not like an ordinary person at all, because he came in quietly, and Madam Hu could see him because he emitted a faint white light in the darkness.

When she saw the figure's face, Madam Hu couldn't bear it anymore, she squatted down and hugged her head tightly.

At first Madam Hu thought that someone was coming to scare him and wanted to get some information from him, but when he saw that person's face, he suddenly discovered that the fate of this person was his husband who was now lying in the coffin.

You must know that all the shrouds on his husband were put on by Mrs. Hu, so he naturally recognizes them.

Since Mrs. Hu didn't want the case to continue, he used the source of burying the ground to make peace, and nailed the coffin very firmly.

When night fell today, he went to look at the coffin, and there was no sign of looseness at all, but the person who appeared in front of him was wearing the clothes nailed into the coffin!