Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 186 God Chapter 7
Zeng Huihui stepped forward proudly, with a confident expression on her face, as if she was determined to win, and she didn't feel there was anything wrong with her words.

Wang Zhongliang looked at her in disbelief. Does this idiot know what he is doing? ! !

Not to mention him, even Cheng Yun'er's expression was stunned for a moment. It took her a long time to react. This was the first time she saw someone so arrogant in front of her.

Did this woman take the wrong medicine?

And her ecstasy showed in Zeng Huihui's eyes that she had a guilty conscience.

Zeng Huihui recalled what was written in the novel that as long as she did not touch the rules of death, the other party could not attack her. Now it turns out that Cheng Yun'er cannot kill her.

She didn't know that Wang Zhongliang next to her was already thinking about whether anyone would bury her after her death. She needed to find a better cemetery and the coffin should not be too bad.

9:01——

Cheng Yun'er looked at the two people opposite and was so happy.

She suddenly sneered, raised her right hand, and traced her chin with her fingertips painted with red nail polish, scanning them with interested eyes.

"Brother Wang, let's go out. There should be no clues here."

Zeng Huihui said again that she knew that NPCs in ordinary dungeons could not hear the contents of the dungeon, so she had no scruples.

Wang Zhongliang held the kitchen knife tightly, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't even look at Zeng Huihui. He finally understood that this woman was overconfident.

I feel that after reading some novels, I have had experiences that ordinary people don’t understand, but I haven’t thought about it. Is reality really the same as the novels?

Have those authors actually experienced copy? It’s not all an imaginary world, it’s not practical at all in reality.

Zeng Huihui took a step forward and when she saw that he didn't move, she couldn't help but frown, with a hint of displeasure deep in her eyes.

At this moment, Cheng Yun'er took a few steps forward with a faint smile on her lips: "Do you think I am air?"

Wang Zhongliang: "..." It's not me! ! ! is her! ! !
In the next second, Cheng Yun'er's whole person changed. Her work clothes gradually faded into a blood-red dress, and her arms and legs became extremely long.

The whole figure was like an upside-down spider, hanging upside down above the head in an instant, with the head twisted 180 degrees, and the completely black pupils firmly locked on the two people below.

"Run!"

Wang Zhongliang yelled and ran outside. Zeng Huihui over there was still a little unable to react, and she was looking at each other with the hanging thing opposite.

Her legs were weak and trembling, fine cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her heart was full of fear, as if countless demons were mocking her and overestimating her own abilities.

Perhaps because Cheng Yun'er's attention was focused on Zeng Huihui, Wang Zhongliang had already run to the door without seeing her catch up, so he could run out.

but……

Wang Zhongliang gritted his teeth and ran back to give Zeng Huihui a hand. Zeng Huihui, whose legs were weak, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

She rolled around in embarrassment, grabbed Wang Zhongliang's arm tightly, and ran out with him, for fear that he would leave her alone.

In the back kitchen, Cheng Yun'er turned her neck and made a "creak" sound, then jumped and threw herself directly to the ground at the door. Her hands and feet about two meters long were supporting the ground, her body was facing up, her head was facing down, and she ran forward very quickly. How far the two men chased.

When the staff who were still playing cards over there saw this scene, they put down their cards one by one and watched this scene as if they were watching a good show.

Cheng Yun'er's ability was more than enough to deal with two humans, so they didn't need to bother.

Zeng Huihui grabbed Wang Zhongliang's arm, but men and women have different physical strength. Wang Zhongliang ran faster than her and was almost taken down several times along the way. When she turned around, Zeng Huihui let go of her hand. She looked over in horror. Wang Zhongliang was no longer there. There was a noise behind her that was caused by Cheng Yun'er chasing after her.

Zeng Huihui felt cruel and ran towards the deck on the left. The wind was howling and pouring rain outside. The doors and windows were closed. She opened the door and rushed out.

"boom!"

Cheng Yun'er hit the door with a heavy thump. She seemed to linger outside the door for a while, and gradually the only sound in her ears was the sound of heavy rain hitting the tanker.

As soon as Zeng Huihui rushed out, she grabbed the door handle with all her strength. The strong wind threw her to the ground, and the heavy rain hit her like stones, which made her feel painful and cold.

Almost instantly, her clothes were all wet, and her hair was messy and stuck to her face. Zeng Huihui freed up a hand to wipe it away.

Looking at the dark night sky outside, Zeng Huihui looked around. There was no shelter from the wind and rain. Her fingers gripping the doorknob hurt. The wind was so strong that she couldn't even stand up.

I just hope that Cheng Yun'er won't stick to her, otherwise in the bad weather, sooner or later she will be exhausted and swept into the sea by the wind.

……

……

Wang Zhongliang ran directly from the first floor to the second floor, found his room and went in. He immediately closed the door and pressed it against the door to listen for any movement.

That ghost seemed to be chasing Zeng Huihui... He leaned against the door and collapsed on the ground.

He has exhausted his benevolence and justice, and if something happens to Zeng Huihui, it will be his fate.

"Zizzi-"

Wang Zhongliang woke up instantly, opened his eyes and looked around.

Why did he fall asleep just now...

Wang Zhongliang rubbed his knees and stood up holding the door. He first listened to see if there was any movement outside. After confirming that there was no other sound, he walked towards the bed.

"Zizzi-"

The light bulb suddenly dimmed, but there was a flash of light in the room, and occasionally there was a "sizzling" sound.

Wang Zhongliang stiffened for a moment and looked towards the source of the sound.

The bathroom door was ajar, and the light inside hit the ground, forming a semi-trapezoid of light and shadow, and an inexplicable electronic sound also came from inside.

He suddenly remembered what Zeng Huihui said, the bathroom is the favorite place for ghosts to appear!
Wang Zhongliang's chest felt as heavy as being oppressed by a heavy object. Only the kitchen knife in his hand brought him some comfort. Sooner or later, he would have to meet it.

With this thought in mind, he mustered up the courage to turn around and walk towards the bathroom, stopping at the door. He slowly touched the door with his hand and pushed hard, and the door was pushed open.

On the mirror, there was an old TV with a sizzling sound of snowflakes and flickering colorful bars. Wang Zhongliang took a step back slightly and touched the door handle of the room with the back of his hand behind his back.

The picture on the mirror suddenly changed, and a woman standing in the mirror was more clearly shown. She was wearing shabby clothes stained with blood, even covered with patches, and a sense of age hit her face.

Wang Zhongliang is almost fifty years old this year. He has not seen the style of this dress since he entered junior high school. It must be an old style from the 70s to 80s.

"Will you stay with me?"

The woman in the mirror moved her lips, smiled coquettishly and stretched out her right arm.