C8 Female Ghost Possession

I saw that Fatty Wang had really let me down.

Such a body of meat was actually unable to withstand Zhang Dayan's kick and ate dry rice for nothing for a few years.

He can't do it anymore, I have to do it.

Otherwise, how are we going to explain it if he dies while we're here?

Do you believe he was killed by a ghost?

I guess if we don't go into the office, it'll be the mental hospital.

I threw myself on him and tried my best to grab Zhang Dajian's hand that was around his neck.

However, this wretched old man had gained strength from who knows where. His hand was like an iron pincer that couldn't be broken.

I say, big brother, do your best. Don't take your throat as your father's enemy and pinch it, okay? Even if you die, can you wait for me and Fatty Wang to leave before you die?

I haven't married yet, so I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the room.

He didn't know if it was because of what he just said, but the next moment, he let go of his hand and stood up with a "whoosh".

I was just feeling relieved that the old thing was finally not going to die.

However, in the next moment … His hand didn't take his own neck as an enemy, but he put his hand on mine instead.

Good boy!

Now I knew why a man could pinch his throat and spurt blood like an aunt.

The dry hand was like an iron claw, and it hurt so much when I held it to my neck.

The most ridiculous thing is, if we were to fight alone, this skinny old man and I, one of us, can move a brick and a thread, and I can crush all three of them.

But now, he was shorter than me by a head, and he could lift me up by the neck like a chicken.

The only support I had was his hand around my neck.

I want to curse Zhang Dayan. This godly guy wants to "kill me" right now?

The feeling of lack of oxygen and suffocation welled up in my head. I felt like I was about to die.

My face was flushed red. I used all my strength to lift the body of Qian Feng, but he was like a wall. No matter how hard I kicked, he just wouldn't budge.

At this point, I noticed that Zhang Danian had already fainted.

In his current state, his eyes were rolling back and forth, which meant that he was unconscious.

My heart went cold. I knew that the one who was pinching me wasn't that old fogey, but my damned wife.

"Chen..." "Chen Yingying …" It took me a long time to say this name.

"Why? Why did you betray me? How am I letting you down, and I still have to find a mage to take me in? "

Zhang Nian, this damned old geezer, actually bashfully let out the shrill voice of a woman, which made me want to vomit.

Of course, if I could spit it out.

I can't even speak a word. I can't even breathe.

"Good, very good, since you have hurt my heart, I will keep my promise. If I kill you, you and I will never be separated. "

"Zhang Zhang Nian" wanted to kill me, let me become a ghost, and my damned wife and a real pair.

I'm dying.

Before I died, my heart was still very unwilling. If I really died in the hands of a female ghost, I would die from peonies. Yet, I died in the hands of that wretched old man. Am I a little too unlucky?

At the critical moment, Fatty Wang crawled up. When he saw this scene, he became anxious as well.

After searching all around, was there anything that could be used?

Looking around, this dilapidated room was empty. There was only one bed.

Damn!

Zhang Nian's poor "wife" had been murdered by Fatty Wang, and now he had to use her "corpse" as a tool.

Speaking of which, this guy just jumped on him and started beating him up.

When I saw it clearly, I really cursed in my heart!

You damn fatty, I don't have any grudges against you, right? You want to find something that's useless, but you want to find an inflatable one to smash him.

But in the words of Great Magician Liu, the time to witness a miracle had come!

"Ah ~

When the doll was smashed onto it, Zhang Danian actually screamed like a woman. "Ugh …" It seemed like he was still a woman in his body.

Following which, the fellow collapsed to the ground, as if he had been drained of all energy.

The hand that was squeezing my neck finally loosened. I kept rolling and crawling, trying to get as far away from Zhang Dayan as possible. Clutching his throat, he started coughing violently.

He felt as if his stomach was going to burst from all the pain.

Then he looked at Zhang Dayan, who was on the side. He was vomiting and having a high fever.

Fatty Wang and I quickly called 120 and sent him to the hospital.

Poor God Stick, for a thousand dollars, he might even be hospitalized with more than one medicine right now.

Fatty Wang and I also understood that this fellow was in trouble. In order to avoid being investigated, we sent him to the hospital and ran off in a dishonest manner.

Afterwards, after some careful analysis, how the doll could smash "Chen Yingying".

We both didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Why?

It's very simple, this Zhang Danian is just like me, a "virgin."

A boy's piss is a good counter to ghosts.

I think this method is possible. I just want to give Fatty Wang some of the child's urine. If I were to encounter this matter again, I would be able to deal with my "ghost wife".

However, Fatty Wang shyly said that on a stormy night, for the sake of a life insurance policy, he handed over the first time to an old forty-year-old customer.

I rolled my eyes.

He thought that it was no wonder that his career went smoothly, it was not based on Feng Shui, but on his physical body.

However …

Seeing this, I couldn't help but look at him with disdain. He was so fat that even an old woman wouldn't be interested in him.

Seemingly understanding the look in my eyes, Fatty Wang said unhappily, "Don't look at me fat, I have power!"

Sigh, forget it, relying on others is better than relying on yourself.

I drank as much water as I could, and I peed as hard as I could.

In the end, the neighbors all came to complain about me, saying that the sewers in my house had ruptured, and some even spread rumors that I had killed my girlfriend and left her at home to rot.

To spread the rumor, he really couldn't afford to be hurt!

Because of this, I found myself becoming a Taoist.

I searched all the ways to treat ghosts on the internet. Kids, black dog blood, peach wood swords, ink daggers and even glutinous rice, everything.

Then, the sky outside began to slowly darken.

Today, Fatty Wang had seen Zhang Danian's terrifying symptoms during the day. He was not loyal in the slightest, saying that he would be busy with another million yuan contract, and had even left early.

He also said that if I didn't die tomorrow, he would treat me to a big meal.

If I were to die, someone would have to inform the crematorium.

Pui! I threw up his face.