This night was a very ordinary one for most people, but the next morning, strange stories about Mantanghong began to spread in the streets and alleys of the capital.

"Did you hear? The Mantanghong was haunted last night!"

"I know, I know. My cousin's wife's nephew's second uncle is a night watchman at Mingyuefang. He happened to be passing by there at three o'clock last night and saw the red light suddenly bursting out in the Mantanghong building. The sound of clinking glasses came from inside the building, which was extremely lively. He was very brave and even ran over to take a peek out of curiosity. Guess what he saw through the crack in the door?"

"What did you see?"

"You should tell me quickly!"

In a streetside morning teahouse, a group of people were surrounding a middle-aged man, eagerly waiting for his next words.

The middle-aged man in the teahouse took a leisurely sip of his tea before speaking again in a mysterious voice, "He peeked through the crack in the door! My goodness, there's a group of ferocious-looking monsters gathered in that building. The cups they hold are filled with red liquid, and the smell of blood is overwhelming!"

"hiss!"

"what!"

The people around him screamed in surprise when they heard this, and the middle-aged man's voice became a little nervous: "My cousin's cousin's wife's nephew's second uncle was a worldly man in his youth. He happened to have the amulet given to him by the master, which allowed him to escape the disaster. But he is still at home, too scared to get out of bed!"

"No wonder Mr. Xu from Mantanghong was so anxious that he ran away with his whole family. It turns out that Mantanghong is so evil!"

Some people in the crowd started talking again.

At this time, an old man sitting at the next table stroked his beard and slowly spoke: "You guys are still too young. Back then, before Boss Xu came, Mantanghong was the Shen family's property."

"Shen family? Which Shen family?"

The people around were suddenly interested when they heard the words of the old man at the next table. They all turned to look at the old man, waiting for what to say next. A little fat man sitting next to him even ordered a plate of peanuts for the old man.

"Come, old man, eat something first and then tell us slowly what's going on with the Shen family." The little fat man's eyes were full of gossip, and all the guests around were attracted to him. Even the waiter in the teahouse couldn't help but slow down his pace, pricked up his ears, and eavesdropped carefully.

"The Shen family... they were once a famous wealthy family in the capital. But one day a few years ago, everyone in the Shen Mansion disappeared..."

The old man deliberately stretched out his voice and began to tell the story of the Shen family...

Scenes like this were playing out in many street teahouses in the capital. The news of the Mantanghong incident spread throughout the capital within a single day, and the story only grew more bizarre as it spread...

Meng House.

"Help! Help!"

Meng Haowen woke up from his coma with a scream. He was pale and listless.

"Brother, you finally woke up."

Meng Nianqiao, who had been standing by, looked at him worriedly: "What happened to you last night?"

"Y-last night?"

Meng Haowen was stunned, and suddenly a beautiful face flashed through his mind, and then that face turned into a fox crying blood in the blink of an eye.

"I...I met a vixen!" Meng Haowen said nervously.

Meng Nianqiao was speechless——

Have you ever not encountered a vixen?

Which of these vixen in the capital doesn't know you, Master Meng?

Noticing his sister's contemptuous look, Meng Haowen quickly shook his head, then suddenly grabbed Meng Nianqiao's small hand and said tremblingly: "It's not what you think, it's a real, real vixen, a monster!"

Meng Haowen recounted what happened to him last night in a trembling voice. He was actually not a very courageous man. After crawling back home yesterday, he developed a high fever and fell into a deep sleep. Only now did he recover a little bit of energy.

"I... I suspect that a vixen has sucked my energy away, and now I have no strength left in my body." Meng Haowen said, his eyes still full of fear. Fortunately, he ran fast last night. If he had run slower, he would have died there.

"You mean, there's a fox demon in Mantanghong?"

After hearing what Meng Haowen said, Meng Nianqiao also fell silent. Today, the news about the strange incident in Mantanghong had spread throughout the capital.

After all, Mantanghong is the property of their Meng family, so Meng Nianqiao naturally paid special attention to it. She originally thought that it was just a rumor spread by outsiders and was planning to ask someone to check it out, but she didn't expect that her eldest brother also encountered a strange thing.

At this moment, Meng Nianqiao suddenly thought of someone in her heart, her fiancé, Dong Pingle.

At the beginning, Meng Haowen spent 300,000 taels to buy the Mantanghong and gave it to Meng Nianqiao. Meng Nianqiao then happily found Dong Pingle and told him about the shop.

Originally, they had planned to run a jade shop together, and Mantanghong's location and size were just right. After Meng Nianqiao told Dong Pingle about Mantanghong, she thought he would be very happy, but he rejected her without hesitation.

"There's no rush to open a jade shop. Besides, jade is different from other commodities. We need to choose a good feng shui location. Mantanghong...is not suitable."

These were Dong Pingle's original words at the time.

Meng Nianqiao always remembered that she felt Dong Pingle was just being perfunctory with her.

or……

Did Dong Pingle also know that Gu Yanhuan had chosen the shop in the first place? Meng Nianqiao had a quarrel with Dong Pingle over this matter, and naturally she no longer had a good impression of Mantanghong, so she returned the shop to Meng Haowen.

"Could it be that what Dong Pingle said is true? That store is really not clean?" Meng Nianqiao muttered to himself, feeling a chill on his back.

Meng Haowen, who was lying on the bed beside him, was startled and his face became even uglier: "You girl, you knew that place was evil a long time ago? Why didn't you tell me? Fortunately, I found the most famous Zhao Tianshi in the capital two days ago. I will let him go there to cast a spell to catch the monster today!" Speaking of Zhao Tianshi, Meng Haowen seemed to be a little more energetic.

At this moment, in Dongping Mansion on Ruyi Street, Dongping Le, who had just woken up from the gentle arms of home, sneezed twice for no apparent reason.

"My dear, did you catch a cold last night?"

A pair of delicate hands wrapped around Dong Pingle's neck. The pretty lady leaned her face on his shoulder and asked with concern.

"My dear, I am very strong. Don't you know that?"

Dong Pingle teased, turned around, and pulled the beauty beside him directly into his arms, the room was filled with charming and lingering...

Half an hour later.

Dongping was still not satisfied and washed and changed clothes with the help of four cute little maids.

"Seventh Young Master."

The servant in the yard walked in quickly and whispered a few words in Dong Pingle's ear.

"Oh? Haunted?" Dong Pingle was slightly stunned.

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