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Countless words.

Ultimately, it all boils down to one sentence.

It came out of Shen Bichen's mouth.

The villagers nearby looked at Shen Bichen with puzzled expressions.

"Young lady, do you need any help?"

"Need not."

Shen Bichen had a cold face.

Nothing was explained.

Instead, he urged.

"No need to go to the village chief's house."

"Take me to the home of a woman named Xiaohui."

Xiao Hui?

Hear the name.

Even if hypnotized.

Several villagers were still shaken.

Face.

He showed a terrified expression.

“Girl, there’s something ominous in Xiao Hui’s house, you can’t go there.”

"Yes, yes, several people have entered Xiaohui's house during this period, and then they haven't appeared in the village since."

Chapter 350 She's not a reporter, she's a master! (4)

Shen Bichen was about to go to Xiao Hui's house.

Several villagers.

He nervously tried to persuade her.

Shen Bichen said calmly with a cold face.

"obedient."

"Just take me there."

"No more nonsense."

The words fell.

The villagers were initially tense, even fearful.

moment.

Restore calm.

His eyes had become completely numb.

They changed direction.

He led Shen Bichen toward Xiao Hui's house.

On the road.

Other villagers appeared.

He looked at Shen Bichen with curiosity.

"Is this someone who came in from outside? So beautiful!"

"She's even more beautiful than those fairies on TV!"

"How could such a beautiful woman come to our poor and dilapidated village?"

"Could it be that someone bought 587?"

"Bought it?? Then... he's so lucky!"

The people in the village.

They looked enviously at the villagers who were leading the way.

I was guessing.

Who exactly did Shen Bichen come to the village with?

Such an absolutely stunning beauty.

If only I could hold her hand.

Even if it shortens one's lifespan by ten or even twenty years.

I'd be willing!

The villagers, being ordinary people, were unaware of this.

The villagers in front of Shen Bichen.

He had long since lost his own mind.

them at this moment.

She was merely Shen Bichen's puppet.

Like a zombie.

If you know.

I am afraid.

Then I won't be so envious anymore.

The village is not big.

It took about three minutes to walk.

The villager who was leading the way stopped.

He pointed to a dilapidated two-story building in front of him.

"That's the house where Xiaohui lives."

Behind.

The villagers, who were initially envious, witnessed this scene.

I was so frightened that my body trembled.

"Holy crap, are they going to find Xiao Hui?"

"They're not just looking for Xiaohui, I think they're actually going to Xiaohui's house."

"That woman, did she remember what happened in our village and come here to expose it?"

"If she's a reporter, why would Zhang Hu and his men bring her in? I remember Zhang Hu hates reporters the most."

"So, what's going on?"

The villagers were puzzled.

but.

But dare not get close.

this time.

The person who died at Xiaohui's house.

There are already seven or eight.

Each and every one of them.

They don't believe in superstitions.

then.

He never appeared in the village again.

Shen Bichen looked at the house in front of her.

His eyes narrowed.

This is a two-story house.

The Yin energy is heavy.

Even this golden immortal.

They all felt a chill in their bodies.

"So, why are these villagers able to live in this village without any problems?"