Chapter 640 The Young Master of the Deng Family

The few people have experienced together in the big forest for an unknown amount of time, and the tacit understanding between each other is still there. At that moment, their hearts were tense, and then they each swallowed the pills calmly, and after talking a few gossips, each fell asleep and became quiet again. down.

About a quarter of an hour later, there was only a soft "poof", and the lantern on the long table was suddenly extinguished, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

A few people subconsciously said "Ah!", and then heard a sad and weird sound from far and near, which sounded creepy in the middle of the night. The evening wind that was originally thought to be very cool on the body seemed to suddenly become chilly and biting, as if the wind was blowing, making people shudder.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Gao Dashan shouted in a deep voice.

The distant sound of whimpering like a devil's cry sounded bursts, coming from the depths of the house in the dark night, but a gust of wind suddenly blew on the beams above their heads, and under the bleak moonlight, a ghost with teeth and claws could be vaguely seen rushing towards them. come over.

After all, Xiao Ya'er is a girl's family, where has she seen such a battle? Seeing it suddenly, I screamed and almost fainted in fright.

Startled, Xiao Luan hurriedly blocked her behind him to protect her.

And Gao Dashan and A Yuan had already fought the "ghost", while Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen went straight to the door like arrows, chasing the direction where the ghost screamed.

Others may be surrounded by this creepy scream, which can mess up their judgment. How can Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen be so easily fooled?

Both of them realized that these voices were actually coming from two different directions.

As soon as they went out, a person with a tacit understanding went straight to a place, and disappeared outside the hall in a blink of an eye.

And the ghost that jumped down from the beam was not the opponent of Gao Dashan and A Yuan at all. The two went all out, and the so-called ghost screamed "Ah!" Flying, hitting heavily on the wall, spitting blood, mask half off.

Xiao Luan lit the torch, and the four of them saw a man in a black cloak and a mask trembling on the ground struggling to stand up, but in vain.

You must know that although the power of A Yuan's punch cannot be compared with that of Mu Qingli, at any rate, he grew up drinking milk and practicing martial arts since childhood. His physical strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. He punched him with all his strength, and it was a fluke that this person didn't die.

"It turns out that someone is pretending to be a ghost. I want to see who you are." Gao Dashan said coldly and walked forward, trying to take off the grimace mask on that person's face.

"No! Don't!" The man covered the mask tightly with his hands, panting in pain, "Please, don't! You can kill me, but please don't take off my mask!"

The four people who came over were all taken aback, looking at each other in blank dismay.

A Yuan smiled "Hey", gave him a weird look and said, "This is strange, is it possible that you are really a ghost? You look different from us? That's why you don't let us see?"

Xiaoluan said: "He is obviously a human being, how could he be a ghost?"

Xiao Ya'er blinked, and whispered, "Why do I think he doesn't look like a bad guy..."

Not only Xiao Ya'er felt this way, but Gao Dashan and the others also felt this way.

Although the four are full of curiosity, they are not the kind of overbearing and unreasonable people. On the contrary, the more reasonable and polite others are, the more embarrassed they are.

For example, right now, how can I reach out to take off this person's mask.

"Look at him, let's talk about it when brother Mo and Qingli come back!" Gao Dashan sighed and got the unanimous consent of the three.

Not long after, Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen came back one after another. They carried a person in each hand. Mu Qingli was carrying an old man in his fifties, and Mo Yunshen was carrying a man in his early twenties. Boy, both of them were dressed in black, looking depressed and struggling constantly.

Seeing the masked man lying curled up on the ground, both of them changed their expressions drastically. They broke away from Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen and hurried over to hug the man.

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

"Master, are you okay? You will be fine!"

Mu Qingli and the others: "..."

Kicking over a chair, Mu Qingli said angrily: "That kid won't die, should your master and servant tell me what's going on? You've been playing tricks here for the past three years? What happened before? I'm too lazy to care about it, but please leave tomorrow, because we are going to buy this house."

"what?"

"what!"

The three masters and servants were all shocked for a moment, and even their faces became extremely ugly.

The man wearing the ghost mask fainted in a fit of anger, causing the two loyal servants, one old and one young, to cry and cry while holding him. The panic and desolation was truly awe-inspiring. Those who are sad see those who cry!

"This—" Mu Qingli, Mo Yunshen and others looked at each other in blank dismay. Why did they suddenly feel like they were bandits and bullies who ruined people's lives?

After a while, the man wearing the ghost mask finally woke up, looked up at Mu Qingli, and said in a hoarse voice, "You guys really want to buy this house?"

"Otherwise, do you think we came here in the middle of the night to play?" Mu Qingli said, Xiao Xiao felt a little guilty for no reason, what's going on?

The eyes of the man wearing the ghost mask darkened, as if his spirit had been taken away in an instant.

The old man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Mu Qingli and the others: "Several heroes, heroes, please do me a favor and give my young master a way to survive! You can't buy this house! How many of you have it?" What kind of house can’t be bought with silver? I beg you to give up this place!”

Mo Yun raised his eyebrows deeply: "Why is this? Isn't it a bit too much for you to occupy this house and spread rumors of haunting? As for whether we want to buy it or not, that is our decision."

The young man said angrily: "What is occupying the house? This house originally belonged to our young master! We—"

The old man's complexion changed drastically, and he yelled at him sharply. The young man suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue, and couldn't help turning pale. He also knelt down in fright, and kowtowed to Mu Qingli and the others repeatedly.

Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Your young master? Your young master is the young master of the Deng family who disappeared after an attempted murder?"

Mu Qingli's words successfully caused the old man and the young man to change their faces and show an exasperated expression. The young man said angrily: "Don't slander our young master. The young master was killed by that poisonous woman! That poisonous woman tried to murder Deng Xiaoping." The family property, naturally tried to get rid of the young master. At that time, the master had just left, and the young master was sad and hadn’t recovered, but he was framed by that poisonous woman! If it wasn’t for me and my father, I’m afraid the elder The young master has already been burned to death by that poisonous woman!"