Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Seeing them being frightened and running away with their heads in their hands, showing their human nature to the fullest, Xin Ye couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Oh~ do do do..." He said in a tone of watching the fun, "This... is really rude, what do you think, Mr. Meng?"

When Mr. Meng saw that he was enjoying the fun, he felt even more upset.

No one wants outsiders to laugh at their family, so Mr. Meng's eyes looked even more resentful when he looked at Shen Ye. However, his eyes couldn't kill people, otherwise he would have tortured him to death with his eyes.

Xin Ye liked to see his enemies wanting to kill him but unable to do so, and he smiled unkindly.

"Dong dong dong..."

A voice suddenly came from the earphone. After receiving the reminder from his wife, Xin Ye remembered that he had not done his important work yet.

Xin Ye looked up at the moon and inadvertently glanced at the watch on his wrist. Half an hour had passed. He really couldn't delay any longer, otherwise the timer at Qi Mansion would be up.

"Mr. Meng, please remember my name. I am a god who is good at doing good deeds. I am in charge of immoral and unjust things. I deal with immoral people with immoral methods. This is my code of conduct.

You and I have no grudges, but your family lacks great virtue, so I am here to stay." Xin Ye raised his long arm, the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, and he saluted like a gentleman again.

"My mission is complete. Goodbye. I hope we will meet again in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill shout was heard again in the room: "Ah!!!"

"Ghost!"

The next second, the door of the room suddenly opened, and a group of people rushed out from inside, and happened to collide with the crowd that was blocked outside, and the huge group of people fell to the ground in front of the door.

Old Master Meng turned around angrily and was about to scold them, but he saw part of the room through the open door. It was empty everywhere. Where were his bookshelves and ornaments?

He hurried forward, but was blocked by a group of rubbish under his feet. His anger reached the critical point and he shouted angrily: "Get out! Get out of my way!"

The child was so frightened by his grandfather's fierce look that he could no longer hold back his tears and burst into tears.

There was more than one child present, and crying is contagious, so when one child cried, the other children took the opportunity to cry as well and vent their emotions.

Mr. Meng felt his head hurt from all the noise and yelled again: "Shut up!"

The older child was so scared that he started to hiccup, but he tried hard to hold his tears back, not daring to cry out loud. However, his tears kept falling.

The younger children were unable to control their emotions and continued to cry loudly. The adults around them manually muted their microphones and they could only sob.

The children were ignorant, and even if the adults didn't know what was going on, they could see that Mr. Meng was on the verge of a rage at this moment, so they didn't dare to offend him and quickly got up to clear a path for him.

There were more important things to do at the moment, so Mr. Meng didn't have time to argue with them. He rushed into the study and looked at the empty room with only candlesticks and candles. For the first time, he felt that the candlelight was so dazzling.

Now he finally understood why they kept shouting "there is a ghost". Could everything that happened before his eyes be done by a human?

He did not see with his own eyes how the "ghost" made things in the room disappear, but he no longer denied the fact that "ghosts" exist in the world.

——The evidence is the scene before our eyes.