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After Tang Feng chased him out that day, Zong Hua used surveillance to see what was going on. It's a pity that he didn't see Tang Feng's figure, but saw a creepy scene

Jingjing walked towards the door of the apartment blankly, and then walked up the stairs like a marionette. Just when Zong Hua was wondering, a black figure appeared beside Jingjing.

The figure left the ground with both feet, and as Jingjing floated upwards, the screen switched to another monitor. Jingjing was gone, only the black shadow was left walking towards Zong Hua's room.

The cold sweat kept flowing down? Zong Hua looked closely at the screen, wanting to see, what exactly is that?"

A "bang" came from outside his door, and the ghost appeared on the monitor, bumping into it one after another. Her face also appeared clearly in front of Zong Hua's eyes. It was a scorched face with half of the skin gone. Fuzzy flesh and blood attached the eyelids to the eyeballs.

The monitor at the door of the room and the monitor on the opposite side were filming this special moment together.

Suddenly the ghost disappeared, Zong Hua looked at it several times but still couldn't find her figure, "Did it come in?"

Cold sweat dripped down drop by drop, and he didn't have the courage to turn back.

Hoarse breathing gradually came from his ears, with a burning smell, Zong Hua knew that she was right behind him, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

The neck was cold, and there was some darkness in front of my eyes, "I should die, what about the theater troupe, what about my father, what about Xiaoyan~々?"

A scream cut through the slightly bright sky, "Ah!" A golden light shot out from behind Zong Hua. pierced the devil's heart. The ghost kept struggling and "finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

"What's going on? How did this happen? Where did Jingjing go?" Many questions flashed through Zong Hua's mind. Just thinking about the sound of singing in my ears, it was very strange.

"Happy Guanju, we will sing together forever, the beautiful day is beautiful, but the sky is beautiful, and the courtyard is happy. If there is a sunny day, it will hurt the spring, and the waist will be damaged. When the swallows come, a hundred flowers will bloom~" The shrill voice came from a distance.

Zong Hua walked out with a flashlight, but saw a shivering figure, "So it's Uncle Qiang? Why are you still here today? Did you hear the voice of singing?" Uncle Qiang He didn't answer Zong Hua's words, but kept shaking. "What are you shaking?"

Zong Hua asked Uncle Qiang, but Uncle Qiang couldn't say a word, "What's wrong, Uncle Qiang, what's going on?" Zong Hua stepped forward to play on Uncle Qiang's shoulder.

Uncle Qiang raised his trembling hand, pointed like a theater stage, and the flashlight shone it, but there was nothing. He had already seen it when he first came, and no one was in the fear zone.

"No? If there is no one singing, where does the sound come from?" Zong Hua turned his head again, looked at the stage opera, raised the flashlight, and the light shone into the air. It was not as empty as imagined. The top of the stage was actually all dressed in white. The person in the suit tilted his head and floated above.

"Ah! Help, help!" The screams came from Zong Hua's side accompanied by the cry for help. When he turned around, it was Uncle Qiang! "Uncle Qiang!" Uncle's body biting people.

The blood on that person's face, Zong Hua still saw her appearance, it was Xiaoyan, "Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" "Bang!" Zong Hua was pushed out by Xiaoyan, He knocked down a chair heavily.

Hearing Zong Hua's cry, Xiaoyan kept howling in pain, holding her head in her hands and hitting the ground repeatedly.

"Go, Yuan Hua. I tell you to go!" Xiaoyan regained a trace of clarity.

Zong Hua struggled to get up, "I won't leave Xiaoyan! Who are you? Come out of Xiaoyan's body!"

々Xiaoyan? You are so kind. Just because of her? You broke up with me? I said I jumped off a building! You don't care. Do you know how much it hurts when I jump off??

"Zhijun? Why are you? Why are you on Xiaoyan's body? We broke up a long time ago. Don't make trouble!" Zong Hua's face turned pale when he heard Xiaoyan.

"Break up? I don't agree! I don't want to break up, I want to be with you forever, Zong Hua, come and stay with me, hee hee hee." As he spoke, Jun Zhi threw Xiaoyan's body at Zong Hua.

"Zong Hua be careful!" A loud roar came from the edge of the hall.

The old troupe master came out of the hospital at some point, and he was holding the door god of the theater troupe, Mr. Hua Guang, in his hand. After being photographed by Mr. Huaguang, Xiaoyan collapsed on the ground, and the old class leader walked over to Zonghua.

"Son, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, but the theater troupe... You've only been away for a few days, and all the theater troupe members are possessed by ghosts. It's all my fault. I brought back bad things. Dad, I'm sorry!" Zong Hua knelt to the ground.

"Bang" was another loud bang, the door was kicked open, and all the people and ghosts in the theater looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Tang Feng hurried back with Mo Ling. As soon as he opened the door, he saw countless eyes looking at him, ugly, beautiful, and tearful.

Tang Feng pulled Mo Ling in and walked in, as if he was a little embarrassed and said, "Hey! How are you all?"