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Chapter 52

Chapter 52 When Did You Die?

    Wu Tianren was immediately scared to pee. He watched helplessly as the cheongsam wrapped his body gradually. At the same time, something black seemed to hang down from the top of the cabinet, resting on his shoulders.

    It was long black hair, with the rotten smell of the dead, tightly wrapping around his neck.

    There was less and less air in the chest, and Wu Tianren's face turned purple because of the lack of air. However, at this moment, the wardrobe door was also opened from the outside. Liang Liang's blood-splattered face appeared in front of him.

    He seemed to have seen some interesting scene, opened his mouth with excitement, and the evil smile was full of schadenfreude.

    "You, why did you hurt me?" Wu Tianren was already in pain and fear to the extreme, but he considered himself to be quite authentic to Liang Liang, and the only thought now was to be a sensible ghost when he died.

    But Liang Liang's laughter became more and more frantic: "I didn't hurt you, Master Wu, I'm helping you." The

    deliberately long ending sounded a bit like an old man in Peking Opera, but Wu Tianren couldn't care about that. The hair on his neck sank deep into the flesh, and the cheongsam had already climbed to the position of his chest.

    This time he was really desperate.

    Wu Tianren closed his eyes in despair, and at this moment, something in his pocket suddenly burst into an icy chill. Then the black hair around his neck loosened and disappeared.

    Like a mouse meets a cat. And Liang Liang in front of him also took a few steps back as if he saw something terrible, panic in his eyes.

    It turned out to be the ticket to Yu Jiuyin Haunted House. When Wu Tianren went last time, he put the ticket in his wallet and forgot it. Unexpectedly, at such a time, it was a small ticket that saved his life.

    Unable to care about anything else, Wu Tianren scratched the cheongsam with a Swiss knife, then desperately slammed open the door and ran downstairs in a panic.

    Along the way, he could feel the strange eyes of people around him looking at him, but he didn't dare to stop at all. He didn't dare to take a breath until he ran to a troubled street far away from Liang Liang's house. When he stopped, his legs became weak, and he was paralyzed on the ground and could not get up for a long time.

    Later, he and a kind passerby next to him borrowed a mobile phone to call the person who answered him.

    "Where the hell did you go? I almost died just now."

    "Young Master Wu, this is..."

    "What am I, I just asked you to bring someone to pick me up, where did you take me?"

    "No Ah!"

    "What?"

    "We didn't answer your call this morning."

    "..." Who was the person who promised to bring the locksmith to find him? Wu Tianren's back was cold, and the phone in his hand fell directly to the ground.

    "Are you all right? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Originally, the passerby was a little unhappy when his phone fell, but seeing Wu Tianren's pale expression, he didn't say his complaint. I was still thinking, this person is not sick!

    But Wu Tianren didn't dare to talk. The call just now made his fragile nerves completely collapse. He even began to have the illusion that the people around him might be fake.