Lin Li said this and she trembled unconsciously, obviously because she was afraid that she would not be able to do so.

She cried and said, "This terrifying feeling has already made me frightened. What's even more terrifying is that the classmates around me have ignored me since I came back from the Haunted House, as if I had a terrible curse and anyone who said something to me would die. I regret it very much. If it weren't for curiosity, so many things wouldn't have happened. I thought about it carefully and all the strange things started with the Haunted House's treasure hunt. Could it be that the ghosts in the Haunted House blamed us for taking their things, so I wanted to return the camera back quickly."

"How did you get in?" Leng Rushuang asked with her arms in her arms.

Lin Li thought for a while and said sobly, "We jumped in from the window behind. We also went in from there. I originally planned to put the camera back and leave. Who knew that after I got inside, I felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult, and in the end I simply knew nothing..."

It seems that all the strange things come from this camera, but it is right in front of me, but I can't feel any yin energy from it. Why?

At this moment, Lin Li suddenly stood up nervously: "Oh, the camera is still on me, I didn't return it. Will those evil ghosts come to me?"

Leng Rushuang's eyes rolled and she thought to herself: "If it's to return the camera, we can do it for you."

"You?" Lin Li looked at us with some doubt.

Leng Rushuang explained: "Anyway, I just put the camera back. Maybe you five were recorded by ghosts in the ghost house, so you fainted when you went in, but we did nothing. Who knows what terrible things would happen if you went in? If we weren't here this time, you fainted for a year and no one came to save you. What should you do then? I think you might as well hand over the camera to us and we will send it back for you."

Lin Li, this silly Bai Tian, ​​didn't think much about it, but instead showed a look of gratitude: "Really? Can you really help me?"

Leng Rushuang nodded: "Of course!"

Lin Li hurriedly took the camera off her neck and handed it to Leng Rushuang like she threw a hot potato: "Thank you so much, you are such a good person!" After saying this, Lin Li left without thinking.

I looked at her hurried back and couldn't help laughing: "The people in their school ignored her. In addition to her going to the haunted house, it may also be related to her character. How could this way of being a human being, which is to kill donkeys, have real friends?"

Leng Rushuang snorted coldly, without saying much, but instead fiddled with the camera in her hand.

The fat uncle also walked back with hot tea. Seeing that there were few people in the box, he asked curiously: "Huh? Why did one go?"

I casually said, "She has something urgent, so she left first."

The fat uncle nodded, poured tea for the three of us, but did not mean to leave. Instead, he chatted with us in a gossip: "Where did you come from? Have you ever gone to that haunted house to watch the fun? Didn't he say that the surname Liu invited an expert to subdue the evil ghosts there? How about it? Did you succeed?"

Before I could answer, Leng Rushuang became alert: "How did you know so clearly?"

"This is not a big deal. If I hadn't been to see the shop, I would have gone there too." The fat uncle snorted twice: "God bless you, but don't let that master succeed. Let the person surnamed Liu suffer a few more days of crime. It's better not to develop it and pay him a fortune."

"Do you have any deep hatred with him? You shouldn't curse others like this." I asked curiously while drinking Mao Jian.

The fat uncle said angrily: "Why not? I am such a big teahouse, and the one named Liu is only willing to give me one million compensation. How can it be done? It costs at least one million plus two houses. I don't believe it. As long as I refuse to move, he will still dare to demolish it!"

It turned out that the demolition payment was not negotiated, so I couldn't stand Mr. Liu.

I couldn't help but smile: "Brother, how long have you been opening this teahouse?"

"How long? It's been here since I was born." The fat uncle looked at the teahouse with great affection: "This teahouse has been around for many years. Our ancestors have sold tea for generations and have been passed down for several generations."

Leng Rushuang's eyes lit up as she heard it: "Really? Then you are the indigenous people here."

The fat uncle smiled and said, "That's more important, it's a fake one to change!"

Leng Rushuang shook at me, obviously treating the fat uncle as the next key target to collect clues. I understood it in seconds and asked immediately: "Brother, what's going on with that ghost house? It's so evil that it's spread outside."

When the fat uncle mentioned the ghost house, the tone became formal: "That's not a rumor, it's really evil! When I was very young, I heard from my grandfather that when he was a child, the ghost house was empty, and no one dared to live there. In the past, there were brave people who didn't believe in evil, so they only lived in it for one night and escaped. As a result, people were scared crazy. No one knew what they saw inside. Later, many people wanted to develop this place one after another, but every time they broke ground and went to that house, something happened. There was always a few lives to stop."

"So scary?" Leng Rushuang pretended to be scared.

The fat uncle nodded repeatedly: "That's not right! That house was made a haunted house, which is not unreasonable. By the way..." He seemed to suddenly remember something: "The house was said to have been a photo studio at the beginning, but it was burned down by a fire. The house is now rebuilt on the original site. I wonder if the haunted thing has anything to do with that fire? When I was a child, I often went there to play. Once I played hide-and-seek and slept in a haunted house in a daze. Finally, I was awakened by a baby crying. When I went home and told the old people, they all said that I had hit a ghost and asked me to burn yellow paper at the intersection to live in peace."

After the fat uncle finished speaking, another customer came to the store. He had no leisure to chat with us and was busy doing business.

After getting valuable information and drinking tea, we left the fat uncle's teahouse and returned to the hotel. Unexpectedly, Assistant Wang was already waiting for us in the hall. As soon as he saw Leng Rushuang, he immediately greeted him with his eyes: "Miss Leng, why did you come back?"

Leng Rushuang looked at him with a faint expression: "After walking around outside, why are you here? Where is Mr. Bai?"

Assistant Wang said a little embarrassedly: "It has been settled. I didn't expect that the old man has a very bad temper and he doesn't even want to give us Mr. Liu's face. But you have seen it too? He still has a few tricks to let the ink flow into the ghost house by himself. I have asked him to. Even if he can't go to your house to see it in person, he must let him write two talisman papers for you to take home to ensure safety."

Leng Rushuang smiled slightly: "That's so thankful."
Chapter completed!