Horror Teahouse: I only sell terrible things

The woman was young, beautiful, with waist-length hair, but I almost screamed in fright.

Woman's body...... It's translucent! I could see through her body the security guards walking towards me in the distance.

The

woman had hollow eyes, her face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on her lips, she didn't seem to have any ill will towards me, but pointed at me and at herself.

I tried to ask.

"You want me to come with you?" the

woman nodded, and then passed me straight by, she had no shadow, she walked silently, and she didn't even leave a footprint.

I hesitated, but decided to follow along.

The woman led me to a building, turned around and walked in.

I followed her into the elevator, and she pointed to the button with the number 18 written on it.

When the elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, I was surprised to find that the woman was gone.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, tried not to think too much, and stepped out of the elevator.

There were three families on the 18th floor, and I recognized it at a glance, and on the shoe rack outside the east door were the leather shoes that Wang Sen was wearing today.

This is Wang Sen's home, and I quietly approached his door, put my ear to the door, and eavesdropped on the movement in the house.

However, I listened for half an hour in a row, but I didn't hear anything, and Wang Sen's house was quiet.

Although I didn't hear anything, I had a familiar feeling during the eavesdropping, and I thought about it for a long time before I understood what it was.

The wind blowing from the crack in the door has an atmosphere similar to that of a teahouse, and there must be something feminine in Wang Sen's house!

Is it a peach blossom urn? I can't be sure.

There was no movement at Wang Sen's house, I firmly remembered the house number and left quietly.

When I returned to the teahouse, Boss Lin was still drinking tea and reading the newspaper, and when he saw me coming back, he suddenly frowned.

I thought he was going to criticize me for coming back too late, but I heard him ask me.

"Zhang Xian, where have you been, why did you hit the soul?"

I couldn't help but think of the woman who led the way for me, and she was busy telling me about what she encountered tonight, and wanted Boss Lin to help me with my staff.

Boss Lin didn't ask me for the details of the woman who led the way, but was very interested in the feminine in Wang Sen's house.

"Zhang Xian, are you sure there is a yin in Wang Sen's house?"

I hesitated, but nodded.

"It should be, boss, is it the peach blossom urn that Mrs. Wang Sen bought from you?"

Boss Lin told me with certainty.

"Probably not......,"

he was about to explain, when the sound of cheerful footsteps came to my ears.

I turned my head and saw that Lin Xiaolu was jumping into the teahouse, it was so late, what was Lin Xiaolu doing?

Soon, I was attracted by what she was holding in her hand, this ...... Isn't this the peach blossom urn that Mrs. Wang Sen bought? How did Lin Xiaolu get it back?

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Xiaolu said in pieces.

"Dad, the scene was miserable, the brains and pulps fell out, and many people watched.

I couldn't understand what she was saying and asked.

"Who? whose brain slurry fell out?" Lin

Xiaolu pointed to the peach blossom urn in his arms with his chin.

"Who else, the woman who bought the peach blossom urn the other day. "

I'm dumbfounded, Wang Sen's wife, dead?

I can't help but recall the last time I met Li Zi, she confidently told me that Wang Sen would definitely marry her.

Widowed...... You do not need to obtain a divorce certificate.

I smell the smell of conspiracy.

Boss Lin handed over his mobile phone, I took it and took a look, there was a breaking news on the screen, someone jumped off the building and died, suspected of suicide.