The humid autumn wind seemed to have turned into gusts of cold wind at this moment.
Two minutes later.
An old man who was slightly bolder stood up.
"Young man, your words are a little scary!”
He raised his hand and pointed at the white lantern of the Zhao family.
"Old Master Zhao has only been gone for a few days. He's a man of spirit. Aren't you afraid that he'll knock on your door in the middle of the night if you slander him like this?”
Hearing this, Wang Yifan smiled.
"Old Master, you're right. It's because Old Master Zhao only left for a few days that he came to look for me!”
"What day is it today?”
"What day is it today?"
The old man frowned as if he was thinking about the meaning of Wang Yifan's words.
At this moment, his wife pushed him from behind.
"Old Wang, count the days…Today is Old Zhao's seventh day!"
His wife spoke softly.
However, the corridor was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
As soon as he said this.
The surrounding neighbors who were watching felt goosebumps spread from their backs to their entire bodies.
The so-called first seven days referred to the seventh day after a person's death.
The soul of the dead will return home on the seventh day.
She would see her family for the last time, eat a meal, and then reincarnate.
And now, this young man happened to be rushing to the Zhao family on the seventh day.
He even said that it was Old Master Zhao who hit He Meihua!
"Aiyo! This is the f * cking seventh resurrection!"
"Could this young man have been possessed by Old Master Zhao?”
"Mom! I'm so scared!"
Not to mention the neighbors, even Zhao Yuanzhu was suspicious.
He had lived with his father for decades.
How could she not recognize him?
The young man's expression changed.
It was as if he had changed into another person.
When he hit his wife, whether it was his expression, tone, or even his actions.
It was exactly the same as when his father hit him when he was young!
But he didn't dare to say it.
This matter!
It was too f * cking evil!
At this moment, the only person who didn't believe it stood out.
He Meihua, whose face was swollen, grabbed Wang Yifan's arm again.
He gritted his teeth and shouted.
"You want to run after hitting someone? You still want to use my father-in-law's name to shirk responsibility?”
"I don't believe it today!"
"There really are ghosts in this world!"
"Let's go! Follow me to the school!"
As she spoke, she grabbed Wang Yifan's arm and pulled him down.
He Meihua was famous for her shrewdness and greed in the electricity dormitory.
Even being unreasonable could cause a ruckus, let alone now that she was in the right.
Moreover, she also knew that Wang Yifan was the one who made the first move today. She had not retaliated yet.
Now, his face was disfigured.
If this was brought to the sect and a case was filed, Wang Yifan would not even be able to pay a hundred or two hundred thousand!
Even a little ghost is afraid of evil people.
Besides, He Meihua wasn't afraid of ghosts.
He was about to be pulled away!
Wang Yifan helplessly looked up at the sky.
"Old Master Zhao, look…What should we do?"
At this moment, a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the void.
An old man in his eighties bowed deeply to Wang Yifan.
"Exalted Master, our family is unfortunate! I've made a fool of myself!"
"I originally wanted to leave some face for my Zhao family, but now it seems that this woman will be a disaster if she stays!”
"Master, do as you see fit!"
If there was someone else, they would be able to see this old man.
He would probably be shocked!
This person was none other than the old man from the Zhao family who had just passed away, Zhao Shutang!
Wang Yifan nodded.
"Alright, I understand. Old Master Zhao, I'll borrow your soul first!”
The young man who was being dragged by He Meihua looked up at the ceiling and mumbled something.
The neighbors who were watching the show could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
A middle-aged man in his thirties said with a smile.
"Sister He, don't drag him to the sect anymore. This person should be mentally ill. I don't know where he came from!”
"He hit you! It's a waste of time!"
Hearing this, the neighbors could not help but nod.
"He looks clean, but I didn't expect him to be a lunatic.”
"That's right, that's right. Just now, it was the seventh day and the resurrection. It was so scary!”
However, He Meihua did not care about that.
She rolled her eyes and shrieked.
"Even a lunatic can't be left alone! I'll go to the mental hospital that released him!”
As she spoke, she pulled Wang Yifan and was about to go downstairs.
However, Wang Yifan's body trembled, but his feet did not move at all!
He Meihua panicked and turned to look at her husband, who was still in a daze.
"Old Zhao, what are you waiting for? Come and help me pull her back!”
"Oh!"
Zhao Yuanyou had been thinking about Wang Yifan's expression and tone just now.
At this moment, his wife called out to him and he came back to his senses.
He grabbed Wang Yifan's arm and was about to pull him downstairs.
But at this moment.
The voice that he was extremely familiar with sounded again.
"Second Brother, what do you want? What, you still want to hit your father?"
Zhao Yuanzhi had heard this sentence countless times in his life.
His body trembled as he hurriedly replied!
"Dad! I wouldn't dare!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reacted.
He raised his head with his eyes wide open.
At this moment, his father was not in front of him. It was clearly the young man who called himself Wang Yifan.
but
His expression, tone, and actions.
He was too similar to his father who had just passed away.
Just as he was puzzled.
Wang Yifan smiled.
"My son! Don't tell me you don't even recognize your father!”
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