Chapter 970: Tragedy sister conquers fear of ghost president 13

Chapter 970: Tragedy sister conquers fear of ghost president 13

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"Your suspicions are not unreasonable. The ancients also said that they knew what they knew, but they did not know their hearts. Listening is false and seeing is true. I will take a walk with you in your villa."

"Will it be too much trouble for Master Feng?"

When it came to the matter in Xuanmen, Cui Yingjun couldn't help but call out Master Feng to Shu Ange.

Shu Ange smiled and shook his head: "It's not about trouble, I didn't know Mr. Cui was in such a big trouble before, otherwise it would have been over."

"Okay, I wonder when Master Feng is free?"

"It's not too late, let's go now."

Shu Ange closed the notebook, tidied up the table a little, and carried a small backpack on his back.

After seeing her schoolbag, Cui Yingjun remembered that Feng Jinjin was still a little girl in college.

In terms of age, he is five or six years older than her. She looks immature and is very mature in life, which always makes him forget the age gap between the two.

It takes about two hours to drive from Shu Ange's office to Cui Yingjun's villa.

About half an hour after the car drove out, Cui Yingjun fell into a deep sleep again unconsciously. Shu Ange held his wrist, closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and found a strange aura in his body.

The breath was so weak that she didn't concentrate on capturing it, so she couldn't notice it at all.

And before Cui Yingjun fell into a coma, when Shu Ange took his pulse, he couldn't see anything different.

Cui Yingjun closed his eyes tightly, and his sleeping face was like the handsome daffodil boy in Greek mythology.

Shu Ange didn't know what that strange breath was, so he could only stay by his side and silently consider countermeasures.

When the car arrived at the villa, Cui Yingjun frowned slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes tiredly. He glanced at Shu Ange blankly, and pressed his fingers to his temples and said, "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep just now."

"Have you had a nightmare again?"

Cui Yingjun's face was very bad, and his eyes were blue and black, and the red blood in his eyes became more and more obvious. Shu Ange asked one more question.

Afraid that he was afraid, Shu Ange didn't mention the strange aura he found in his body.

Cui Yingjun nodded, dragged his tired body up and opened the car door, not forgetting to go around to the other side to open the car door for Shu Ange: "Arrived, the layout of the villa has not changed much."

Shu Ange walked side by side with him, the warm sunlight shone on his body, Cui Yingjun's coldness faded a lot, and he became a little more energetic.

"I had a nightmare again just now. I dreamed that I was chased by several monsters with human heads and wolf bodies. I ran desperately and jumped off a cliff, and then I woke up from the dream."

Speaking of the nightmare he had just now, Cui Yingjun still had some lingering fears.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, the dream is fake. Mr. Feng, have you offended anyone in your daily life, and have you received some strange gifts in recent years?"

The wealthy are in deep water, and the richer they are, the more powerful they are in the struggle for power and profit. This is like the ancient throne struggle, it is common for brothers to turn against father and son.

"The offender?"

After thinking about it, Cui Yingjun answered truthfully: "I can't give an accurate answer to this question, because in this position, even if I do nothing, it will attract other people's hatred. However, usually even if they hold hatred, they will not Show it. As for the strange gifts, most of the gifts I receive are kept in the storage room and will not be displayed on purpose.”

The two had already entered the villa while they were talking. Shu Ange looked around and found nothing unusual, so he arrived: "There is no problem outside, let's take a look in the villa, the living room, each room, including the storage room."

After entering the villa, Shu Ange finally found something unusual.

When she came here last time, the feng shui layout of the villa was excellent, and Cui Yingjun's residence was very spiritual.

Although ordinary people cannot rely on spiritual energy to cultivate, but if they live in an environment full of spiritual energy, their mental state will be better.

But now, the aura of the entire villa is hanging upside down, not only the aura from the outside has not poured in, but the anger inside is constantly leaking out.

"Have you ever felt cold when you returned to the villa recently?"

"A little bit, but when I left the villa and stayed at the hotel, it wasn't cold here."

Cui Yingjun also noticed the difference. He was not able to see Feng Shui with the naked eye like Shu Ange, but the villa was his home, and the feeling of home was different, and he was keenly aware of it.

"Mother Yang and the other servants in the family have also deteriorated. Could it be that someone has manipulated them here?"

Cui Yingjun's eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and his tone was a little more serious.

"Let me take a look at each room first."

Under the guidance of Cui Yingjun, Shu Ange checked room by room, and finally came to the storage room.

Feng Shui in the house hangs upside down, but there is no problem with the Feng Shui Bureau, it seems a bit strange.

Shu Ange is a careful person. She checked all over the place and wrote down all possible problems.

The storage room is also the basement. It occupies a very large and spacious area. After the two entered, Cui Yingjun turned on the light, and countless exquisite exhibits appeared in front of Shu Ange.

There are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, exquisite root carving artworks, marble sculptures, etc. on the Bogu shelf. Shu Ange even saw silk with good quality.

The basement, which had not seen natural light for many years, was gloomy. Shu Ange looked at it row by row, only to hear a few bangs, and all the lamps exploded at the same time.

Cui Yingjun was startled, stopped and said nervously, "Master Feng, I'll call someone to repair the circuit. Should we go up first?"

The next moment, he was shocked to find that Shu Ange had disappeared, a big living person had disappeared mysteriously, and Cui Yingjun's heart beat faster and called out her name.

The four corners of the black mist house slowly attacked, Cui Yingjun stepped back a few steps and leaned against the wall, holding the amulet given by Shu Ange in his hand and closed his eyes.

This is how a master taught him a long time ago.

Many evil spirits can't harm people by themselves, but they can make people terrified, make people hallucinate, and hurt themselves.

The master reminded Cui Yingjun to call for help loudly when encountering danger, and at the same time, find a safe place to stay, close your eyes and avoid looking, and try not to be disturbed by evil spirits.

Cui Yingjun leaned against the wall, a shrill howl sounded in his ears, and a pair of icy pairs stretched out from the wall behind him and rested on his shoulders.

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to tell himself that this was just an illusion, the hands kept moving towards his cheeks, the biting coldness made Cui Yingjun feel cold all over his body.

Out of fear, Cui Yingjun pressed the jade pendant to the hand on his shoulder. The jade pendant emitted a dazzling light, and the hand on his shoulder disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to close his eyes.

The moment the lights went off, Shu Ange was sucked into another space by a powerful force—a small attic with a sense of staleness everywhere.

The attic was cramped and cramped, and she was standing on the peeled-paint floor, two feet above the roof.