100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 941 Su Muzhe

Enjoy yourself to the fullest:...

"it's me."

She strode in and opened the curtains in the bedroom, which were tightly closed.

The dark aura had already dissipated considerably, making the room appear even brighter.

The sudden light made Mu Wan squint uncomfortably, then she excitedly rushed over and hugged Shen Jinhuan. Her reaction to encountering her living father was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Little Huanhuan, you've finally come to save me! Waaaaah!"

Although the last three words were uttered through shouting, her fervent emotions were absolutely genuine! Shen Jinhuan could understand.

Any normal person would react just as calmly as Mu Wan if they saw a ghost.

"it's okay no problem."

She gently patted her friend's back, and blue energy spots on her body gradually emanated outwards until they enveloped and compressed the resentment in the room, before slowly withdrawing her hand.

The dense black energy condensed into a small black bead. Too lazy to waste energy purifying it, she simply tore through space and threw the thing into the spatial torrent.

I watched as my home gradually returned to normal.

Mu Wan finally relaxed.

"Call your boyfriend and ask him to come over tonight."

"Huh? Oh."

Before, she might have asked why, but now, she has no choice but to listen to whatever Jin Huan says!

Shen Jinhuan asked Mu Wan to call her boyfriend over because the house had just been affected by a resentful bubble, making it heavy with yin energy. Most men are naturally yang, and the fact that her girlfriends hadn't seen any ghosts before was probably because there had been men in the house every day for the past week.

Secondly, she wanted to tamper with the statues downstairs.

According to the laws of nature, she cannot take the initiative to deal with ordinary people. Therefore, if the people below become desperate, it is better for Mu Wan to have a man by her side than for her to be alone.

"Please go and sit in the living room first."

"do not want!"

She saw another version of herself laughing in the mirror, and the feeling was terrifying.

Mu Wan instinctively resisted going out, after all, there was a large full-length mirror in the living room!

“There are no more ghosts.” She gently touched Mu Wan’s head, and blue energy emanated from it.

The unpleasant experience in the girl's mind was erased, and then embellished appropriately.

In a final instant, it pierced through the partition and rushed downstairs!

Shen Jinhuan is a man who always protects his own and is equally vengeful.

Repaying evil with kindness and showing appropriate tolerance have never been her style.

The reason Mu Wan suffered this was because the family downstairs had ill intentions.

In normal households, Buddhist shrines are placed against the wall, while the Buddha statues face the people.

The shrine downstairs, however, faces away from people, with the Buddha statue facing the wall!

The wooden display stand was extremely dark in color, and every nook and cranny was covered in chicken blood.

Once dry, it looks as if it has been coated with a special dark red dye.

The stench was overwhelming. Therefore, the former invited Buddha, while the latter invited evil.

"Click, click, click..."

The sound of the wood cracking was very obvious.

The old man reading the newspaper inside heard the noise and looked suspiciously at the small private room that used to be the guest toilet, but was now sealed off.

He gently pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.

I put down the old newspaper I was holding, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as you get close, you can smell the aroma of pork ribs.

The old lady is cooking pork rib soup for her eldest grandson!

"Old woman, I heard something making a noise in the toilet."

"Oh, maybe it's the spirit of the Buddha statue, protecting that little wench upstairs from a terrible death."

The old lady spoke the most venomous words in the kindest tone.

"Why don't you go in and take a look?"

"Alright then." The old lady put down the pot lid, rubbed her oily hands on her apron, and immediately headed towards the guest restroom.

The rustling sound of a lock being opened rang out.

As soon as the door was opened, a few drops of cool water fell and landed right on the old lady's forehead.

She looked up suspiciously.

On the ceiling, a disheveled woman with a blood-covered face stared straight at her and smiled!