"I, everything I said is true," Wang Laozhao was trembling all over after being stared at, and then he began to beg me: "Brother Jiang, please help me say something!"

"Me!?" I was embarrassed. As a foreigner who was adopted by Granny Bai, how could I have the right to express my opinion?

But Mr. Wang seems to be entangled with me. He keeps talking about not looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face. His son has been tortured to the point of raising him. Let me beg Granny Bai, for the sake of the child.

, help with placement. After all, children are innocent.

When the child was mentioned, Granny Bai became soft-hearted and slowly asked about his child's condition.

Wang Laocheng immediately pointed to the bedroom inside and said that when he came back just now, the child had fainted from the fever and was still talking nonsense. At that time, he felt something was wrong, so he thought about burning clothes and paper for the Queen Mother early, hoping that

His mother should stop pestering her grandson.

Grandma Bai asked me to take her to the bedroom to have a look. The child's palms were as hot as coal, and her whole body was burned out. However, upon closer inspection, the child's eyebrows and back were completely cold.

Although the child's fever was strange, I had heard Granny Bai say before that people who are haunted by ghosts are always haunted by ghosts, which is why they have chills down their spines. This may be the case.

In her thoughts, Granny Bai had already asked Wang Laojie: "How do you want to deal with this matter?"

"You have the final say," Wang Laojie emphasized: "As long as my mother doesn't come to pester my son, I can place him any way he wants!"

Granny Bai's eyes changed: "How about beating him to death and not entering reincarnation?"

Wang Laochao gritted his teeth hesitantly: "If there is really no other way, this is fine!"

"Okay!" Granny Bai nodded: "Then I will take care of this matter!"

Wang Laoche suddenly became excited. The family had just served rice and burned paper, and the food on the table was all ready. He immediately invited Granny Bai and me to sit down.

After finishing the meal, Granny Bai asked Wang Laochao to prepare a seal and a handful of incense. She went back to the consulate to prepare other things.

But before leaving, Mr. Wang would drag me to stay with him to keep him company.

He thought that I had learned some yin and yang skills from Granny Bai in the past two years, but he didn't know that in the past two years, I just helped Granny Bai keep a shop and cook.

I have never gone out with her to see anything, but now it’s better. Being left here by him makes me feel really uneasy. You must know that this Mr. Wang is a stingy person. A few days ago, there were still corpses parked there, and now they are again.

Damn it, where can I sit?

In fact, Mr. Wang was more scared than me. After Granny Bai left, he told me that as long as we two men sit together, if we are strong in yang energy, we will be fine.

I sat awkwardly on the sofa side by side with a grown man. At first, I was very nervous because of fear. But as time went by, the tension gradually relaxed and I gradually became tired.

I don’t even know when I fell asleep or how long I slept for...until I was drowsily awakened by the sound of firewood burning in the stove. I opened my eyes suddenly, still curious in my heart.

We just finished eating, why did Wang Laojia boil water?

I tried shouting twice: "Uncle Wang!"

But no one responded at all, only the sound of boiling water kept coming after it boiled.

"Uncle Wang, the water is boiling," I stood up and shouted again.

But at this moment, the light cord in the room clicked, and the lights in the room dimmed instantly... This unexpected scene scared me to the point of numbness.

You know, in this room, right in front of me, the body of the Queen Mother was lying there just a few days ago.

I subconsciously wanted to leave here. Instigated by fear, I hurriedly searched for the bright room in the house... But when I walked over and entered the door, I saw that there was actually the kitchen stove.

A large basin of water was burning on the stove, and the boiling water was constantly rolling. At the same time, a human face suddenly popped out from under the stove, with a ghastly expression. Under the light of the fire... you could see that he was slightly open.

His eyes were only as white as rotten lychee flesh, and that person was clearly Wang Laojie.

"Wang, Uncle Wang," I shouted tremblingly, "Why are you boiling water this late at night?"

He didn't answer me, but instead took out a pair of rusty scissors from his hand... The rust on the scissors looked particularly dazzling under the light of the fire.
Chapter completed!