Chapter 552 (2/2)

Meng Weifeng nodded without thinking. Since ancient times, businessmen have been superstitious, so he believes in it.

If it had been put before, Shen Feng certainly didn't believe it, but now he didn't dare to decide. He looked at Yue Shan'er with confused eyes.

”Although I don't quite understand, there is definitely a problem with the chandelier. It may be the influence of it.” Yueshan'er is kind to you.

”It's impossible. I once heard grandpa say that the feng shui of the whole Meng family depends on it.” Meng Weifeng thought.

”What about that?” Shen Feng asked. Naturally, he chose to believe in yueshan'er.

”In the evening, go and have a look at it later.” Yue Shaner said.

”OK.” Meng Weifeng and Shen Feng looked at each other and nodded

The day passed quickly. Night fell and the whole Mengjia villa was very quiet.

In the hall of the villa, only a few wall lamps were on, which made it more silent, even scary.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was late at night.

”Meow.” A soft cat cry came from outside the villa and cut through the silent and long night.

”Meow.” It's another cat cry. It's obviously very close. It's clear and creepy at the same time.

Then, a gray cat walked out of the trees in the villa yard. The cat's pupils were very big and glittered with green light, which was even more strange under the dim light.

The door of the villa hall was open. The grey cat looked around and walked into the villa hall with great familiarity.

When the cat entered the hall, ”yiyiyiyiyiyi...” the wall lamp in the hall began to flicker. The originally closed chandelier suddenly lit up a weak light, but the light showed a miserable white, making the living room more permeable.

After it entered the villa hall, its body began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into an old man dressed in gray, pale, without a trace of blood, like a skeleton.

The old man had dark eyes and a strange smile on his face. Then he went in the direction of Meng Xingguo.

Before he walked out of the hall, a voice came from behind him: ”if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe everything today.”

When the old man heard this, he suddenly turned around. Shen Feng, dressed in casual clothes, stared at him closely, with a faint smile on his face and a hundred war knife in his hand.

”You are not from the Meng family.” The old man's voice was very hoarse and uncomfortable.

”Of course I'm not a Meng family, but are you a man or a ghost? Or something else? ” Shen Feng narrowed his eyes and said.

”It's unusual for you to see me, but since you've found me, you don't have to live.” The old man continued in a hoarse voice.

”However, people walk on the bridge every day. I want to know how many people you sent?” Shen Feng is still light tunnel.

”Boy, I'll take you away today!” The old man flashed a sharp light at the bottom of his eyes and waved his withered hand to Shen Feng's chest. His nails were very sharp, like a sharp dagge