Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 3 gives you 1 minute to disappear immediately.

After hearing this, Zong Che was a little tired in thinking, his expression showed impatience, and he waved the man in his arms away mercilessly.

An Xiangwan was caught off guard, staggered, and fell heavily to the ground. Her hands instinctively supported her body, her elbows and palms rubbed against the ground, and she was scratched by the sand and stones, bleeding, causing her to frown. .

Zong Che's figure flickered, and he bent over in front of the embarrassed man in a blink of an eye. The icy aura on his body was even worse than before, and the chill hit his face.

"Women without self-knowledge are not pleasing, they will only make people feel extremely stupid."

An Xiangwan gasped, her heart beating like thunder in her chest, and she sat on the ground stiffly in a falling posture, not daring to move for fear that the male ghost would take her life.

"I'll give you 1 minute to disappear immediately."

With a ruthless tone, Zong Che got up and floated back to the black coffin to sit down after speaking, without looking at her again.

An Xiangwan was relieved when he saw this. For a moment just now, he thought that his life was about to die, but the male ghost's reaction showed that he was not really ruthless.

Thinking about it, she struggled to get up from the ground, endured the pain of two palms, patted the dust on her body, pretended to be calm, and forced a smile: "Mr. Come again."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the flashlight on the ground, turned around and straightened his waist, and walked out of the cave unhurriedly.

As soon as An Xiangwan left, a few green will-o'-the-wisps lit up in the dark cave.

"Master, do you want us to scare her..." The voice of the will-o'-the-wisp sounded mischievous like a naughty boy, ethereal and ethereal.

For the first time in hundreds of years, someone dared to enter the cave so boldly and without fear of death, and it was a woman.

Zong Che ignored the little ghost fire's words, and his eyes were attracted by the flashing mobile phone beside him.

With a slight movement of consciousness, the mobile phone fell into his hands in the blink of an eye. Although he had been dead for hundreds of years, he knew everything in the outside world like the back of his hand.

Unlock the screen with your thoughts, the screensaver is a selfie of a woman with a bright smile, flaxen-colored waist-length hair, fair skin, juicy almond eyes with a smile full of crescents, a small and straight nose, and pink lips slightly parted. Showing teeth like pearly white shells, he put his hands against his rosy cheeks and made a yes gesture.

In a blink of an eye, I got the information I wanted, the owner's name: An Xiangwan.

"Go to An's house to check, and follow this woman by the way."

After floating in several groups of will-o'-the-wisps and pushing each other a few times, two of them came out and responded respectfully: "Yes."

It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and only the light projected from An Xiangwan's phone screen remained in the cave, reflecting the thoughtful look in Zong Che's eyes.

After An Xiangwan left the cave, he took off his mask of bravado. The moment the male ghost approached with a murderous aura, he thought he was doomed, but his knees were still limp in fright. He was so embarrassed.

Raising her painful arms, she could vaguely see tiny grains of sand embedded in the wound by the moonlight, she sighed heavily, the result tonight was as expected.

Reaching out to fumble for the satchel, I wanted to call my best friend and ask her to drive over to pick her up and go to the hospital, but found that the phone was lost.

No need to guess, it must have fallen into the cave when it was pushed by the male ghost just now.

Reluctantly, she looked back at the entrance of the cave in the distance, and the next second, she suddenly raised the corners of her lips—or, it could be used as an excuse to go into the cave to find the male ghost next time.

An Xiangwan quickened her pace and walked towards the road, took a taxi to the city hospital to go to the emergency department to treat her wounds, and walked out of the consultation room after she was done. She went to the VIP606 ward on the eighth floor of the inpatient department.

She has nowhere to go tonight, so she has to stay here for one night.

Lying in the ward was a boy about her age, An Weiyi, the brother born to her stepfather and ex-wife.

(End of this chapter)