Chapter 330

"No one lives in the old house now, are you sure?" Huan Gufeng said, looking back at Xiao Hanshan with a cold face.

"Gufeng, you don't want to go to the old house. Your current status is not suitable. Besides, your current status is min Hantian." Xiao Hanshan has quickly finished eating a box of egg tarts and is sucking the residual stains on his fingers.

Huan Gufeng was driving, looking at the front with cold and arrogant eyes. Every street he passed was so familiar, and the familiar shadow accompanied him.

He shook his head.

Xiao Hanshan saw it and asked nervously, "Gufeng, you're not going to get sick. Let me drive."

"No, I just thought of something I shouldn't think of. I'm ok. Don't worry. Let's go to the old house to have a look at it in the evening. Do you think it's really haunted?" Huan Gufeng didn't believe that there were ghosts and gods in the world. It was just a conjecture in some people's hearts.

Xiao Hanshan looked at him incredulously and raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

Huan Gufeng turned his head, with a kind of sadness and resentment in his eyes, "what's the problem?"

"Ah That's not true. I'm just asking. " In fact, Xiao Hanshan is still a little worried. After all, the Huan family's old house has a history of 100 years, but after several renovations and renovations in the middle, it looks very modern. In fact, many of the rooms in it still keep very old furnishings, and few people have been to them. Most of them are closed doors, just like the other garden in the back, almost no one goes there, and there are big wooden doors hanging on them Heavy iron lock.

When he was a child, he went there secretly. Standing at the door, he felt gloomy and creepy. When he came back, he had nightmares for several days. From then on, he did not dare to go there alone.

The car kept driving forward, but Xiao Hanshan didn't make a sound.

Huan Gu Feng feels strange, light ask a way: "what are you thinking?"

"What?" Xiao Hanshan was shocked. He thought of the wooden door and the iron lock in his mind, and he shivered.

"What's the matter with you? You're not afraid. You're educated in Europe. You don't believe in ghosts. What are you doing now? " Huan Gufeng just mentioned the old house. Xiao Hanshan was very different. Could he not wonder? That is the place where he and he have lived for more than 20 years. We can't be familiar with what we are familiar with any more.

Xiaohanshan deep breath, disdain said: "what do you think, I am that kind of person?"? I used to be a doctor. I haven't seen anything terrible. I've never been afraid to push a dead patient to the morgue in the middle of the night. Have you ever done it? Guess what? Drive your car. I'm full. I'll sleep. "

"I told you to eat less. What do you do with so much?" Huan Gufeng continued to look ahead.

Xiao Hanshan closed his eyes, but he always thought about what to bring to the old house at night. It's better to protect himself. What should he do if he really meets what they say? He didn't want to go when he thought about it, but Huan Gufeng didn't feel anything at all.

Bingxia here was sent to Bingjia villa by the driver, and did not leave.

Bingxia is also used to it. Anyway, one person's monitoring is also monitoring, and two monitoring are also monitoring.

She went upstairs with her bag and just met Bingfeng, who limped out of her room with a cane. After a year of rehabilitation treatment, he could walk slowly with a cane, but he couldn't walk too far. He had to take a wheelchair to go to the hospital.

"Xia Xia, why are you back? What about Mr. Pei

Hearing his father's words, bingxia didn't even want to turn, but said coldly, "is this still my home? Do I have to take that man with me when I come back? Can't I come back for a few days? He didn't redeem this family for me. It's Huan Gufeng. I've told you hundreds of times that our benefactor should be him, not Mr. Pei in your mouth. Can I go upstairs? "

Bingfeng's face suddenly froze with a smile. He didn't expect bingxia to come back so angry.

"Xia Xia, am I still your father? You talk to me so disrespectfully. This villa is mine. I'm broke because of huangu's influence. I've had a stroke. Now you sympathize with that bastard. Your daughter really makes me... " Bingfeng's words are not finished.

Bingxia turns around and looks at her father sadly. What she is sad about is not that her father has become like this, but that she has become a victim. In order to make a comeback, she sends her daughter as a gift to another man, and she is still crying for that man.

"Disappointed, isn't it? Yes, I'm also very disappointed with myself. I'm too weak. I thought my father could understand me and help me, but he was an accomplice of the devil. You sent your own daughter to the devil's den. Is it a beautiful day? That's a fake. Do you know her heart? The heart is dead, and the body is like a walking corpse, living without dignity. " Bingxia said, tears have been unable to stop the flow down, she is not complaining, just too much grievance in the heart.

Today, she saw Xiao Hanshan in master Huo's egg tart shop, and saw his scene of saving people. Her heart was a little rippled, and she wanted to ask if Huan Gufeng was still alive. Maybe min Hantian, the man who was with Xiao Hanshan, was who?Bingfeng didn't make a sound. He turned and walked to his room with a gloomy face.

Back to his room, bingxia is lying in his room, thinking about the man named min Hantian, his eyes, the same as Huan shares. Why is that?

But Peiwen was there that day, and it was hard for her to ask. Today Xiao Hanshan was there, and she missed the chance to ask again. It's like this every time.

Back at home, her mood a little better, Xiaocui did not follow, she lost a watcher, she suddenly thought of an idea.

She went to the window and saw that the driver was not in front of the car. This is the second floor, not very high.

She looked at the time on her wrist. It's three o'clock in the afternoon. It's still early. No one will find out that she's not there. It's three hours away from dinner time. It's still time to go back.

Thinking of this, she went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a set of black sweatshirt, a baseball cap.

She went into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.

When she came out again, she had changed into a black sweatshirt, which was close to her body and showed concave convex curves. A year later, she was still in such a good posture. She took out her backpack from the cupboard and put two clothes in it, as well as a towel and potion.