Supernatural: Me! Super master in COS world

After more than ten minutes of trekking, Wang Heng finally came to the twenty-sixth floor at this time.

From the 27th floor where his house sits, only the last floor remains.

Just as he gritted his teeth and continued to walk up with a dark face, a golden reflection on the stairs instantly attracted his attention.

Wang Heng's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check.

A golden necklace was lying on the small platform of the stairs so brightly.

Wang Heng immediately put the necklace into his pocket, and then carefully turned his head to look around.

After making sure that there was no one, he went up to the 27th floor as if nothing had happened.

However, what he didn't know was that a pair of eyes were hiding on the 28th floor, quietly watching all this.

Seeing Wang Heng pick up the gold necklace, Meng Weiwei's face also evoked a smile.

"Dream girl, how's it going?"

Zhang Guifang's voice came from Meng Weiwei's bag and entered her ears.

"That's it, Aunt Zhang

!" "Don't worry, my friends will definitely help your daughter get that money back!" Meng

Weiwei opened her bag and said to a small gossip mirror inside.

Zhang Guifang's soul is staying here.

In the room, Wang Hengzheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room excitedly, showing off the gold necklace he had just picked up with his wife.

"It seems that the fortune teller is really accurate

!" "You can get rich by taking a stairs!" As

he spoke, Wang Heng also checked the necklace in his hand.

"This amount, to say the least, is worth one or two hundred thousand yuan......"

Gradually, he calmed down from the joy of picking up money, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Won't it...... It can't really be so accurate, right

?" Seeing that her husband suddenly looked at the gold necklace with a frightened face, she asked a little uncertainly:

"Husband, what's wrong with

you?" "Why did you suddenly sweat so much?"

Looking at his wife, Wang Heng hesitated, but still said the previous fortune teller again.

Who knew that after listening to Wang Heng's words, his wife directly chuckled with disdain.

"Are you stupid? Do you believe fortune tellers?"

"When you really pick up the money, you will trust him more."

"If you don't pick up the money, he has nothing to lose."

After listening to his wife's words, Wang Heng couldn't help but be stunned.

When I think about it, it seems that this is really the case.

Then I didn't think about it anymore.

......

When night fell, I don't know when a dark cloud had crept in, obscuring the originally bright starry sky and moonlight.

Minutes and seconds passed.

When the clock hand in Wang Heng's living room pointed to 12:00.

A strange wind blew, and the curtains in the living room suddenly shook slightly.

The Jizo Buddha statue enshrined on the altar flashed a golden Buddha light, and then cracks appeared on the surface of the Buddha statue.

The ghost aura of black qi condensed into the appearance of a middle-aged man in the room.

"Cut! Even low-level magic weapons want to stop Lao Tzu from doing things!" After

speaking, the middle-aged man turned into a black gas again and entered the room of Wang Heng and his wife through the crack in the door.

Wang Heng, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly felt that the mattress beside him was light, and he didn't care if he thought that his wife was going to the bathroom.

Then he turned over and continued to fall asleep.

In his sleep, Wang Heng only felt that his whole body was getting colder and colder.

An inexplicable cold air was constantly coming from his side, as if he was sleeping next to a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

Suddenly, Wang Heng woke up violently.

No,

how can it be so cold?

And his wife is most afraid of the cold.

I felt cold, why didn't I hear her shout cold?

"Wife, don't you feel a little cold?"

Wang Heng turned around slowly, and asked with sleepy eyes.

The next moment, the four eyes met, and I saw Wang Heng's pupils shrink suddenly!

"Ghost ...... Hell, !!"

For a while, a terrible scream resounded through most of the community.

Although the lights were not turned on at this time, through the dim light outside the window, he could still see clearly that it was not his wife who was lying next to him at this time.

It was a man!

His face was covered in blood-red and sticky filth, his pale skin was covered with large corpse spots, and one eyeball was hanging outside his socket, smiling strangely at him.

Look at the weird man in front of you.

Wang Heng instantly felt a strange cool air rushing from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

Bang!

He jumped up from the bed in fright, and his body was unstable and he fell off the bed directly.

"Ghost ghost ......"

huddled next to the closet, shivering.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could get up, a dark wind instantly whistled.

I saw that the middle-aged man's arm stretched out instantly, turning into a pitch-black ghost claw and grabbing Wang Heng's neck.

Wang Heng, who was frightened and screamed, suddenly fell down and crawled to the side, but he happened to avoid the attacking ghost claws.

"Boom!"

however, his wardrobe was not so lucky.

A big hole was directly broken by the ghost claw!

Looking at the ghostly man and the wardrobe that had been opened, Wang Heng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Big brother...... Don't ...... this ghost big brother Don't kill me......

" "We have no grievances...... Please......"

Wang Heng was so frightened that he slammed into the ghost of the middle-aged man.

"If you take my things, you will die!" After

all, this middle-aged man was also a fierce ghost, and this is naturally called a fierce god.

Even, accompanied by his voice.

In the whole bedroom, there was a strong wind, and everything was blown up.

Wang Heng was suddenly frightened and let out a terrible scream.

But at this moment, in his heart, he immediately thought of what the fortune teller said during the day.

"Could it be that this is the great catastrophe that the fortune teller said!" In

a flash of light, Wang Heng immediately grabbed his pants on the bedside table and rushed out of the bedroom!

"Dut...... "Beep ......"

The phone rang twice before an impatient voice came out.

"Who?"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Wang Heng seemed to be grasping Lele's life-saving straw at the moment, his face was full of joy.

"It's me, it's me, it's me, it's the one who you said I was blackened during the day!"

"Oh! I remembered. Are you the bloody plague!What? Do you believe me now?" In the

barbecue stall outside a street in the community where Wang Heng's house was located, Ye Yu and his party of four were listening to the voice on the phone with a playful expression.

"Believe in me

, Master, come and save me......!" There are ghosts!"

Wang Heng stammered, staring at the direction of his bedroom.

"This gentleman, you don't have to be afraid

!" "Find a shady place to lie down first!" The

fat brother took a bite of the roasted kidney flower in his hand and said with a chuckle.

"Oh!good!

And then?"And then your corpse won't stink too soon!"

Σ(っ °Д °;) っ......"