"How about you rest here for a while first? I just heard noises everywhere on the third floor. It sounded quite chaotic. It seemed like someone had entered our building. I'm worried that you might be in danger when you go out."
There was a worried look on the woman's face, as if the outsider upstairs must be a very vicious person.
"An outsider? Could it be that boy Chu Ping? He should have touched the head by now."
Old Xie was thinking about whether he should wait until Chu Ping solved the head, or was killed by the head before leaving the woman's house.
"I'm a little scared to be alone at home."
The woman's voice sounded again.
Lao Xie looked at the woman in front of him, feeling a sense of protectiveness in his heart for no reason.
"Well... how about I stay at your place for a while?"
Old Xie looked at the woman with some charming thoughts in his mind.
"Ahem," Lao Xie coughed lightly and put away his thoughts, "How could it be you alone? Where is your son?"
Old Xie Tou originally wanted to ask the woman where her husband was, but he suddenly remembered the scene in his dream - the woman's husband's head was put into a bottle full of formalin.
Old Xie was greatly excited, so he changed his mind and asked the woman where her son was.
"My child?" The woman froze on the spot, frowning, as if she was thinking about where the "son" that Old Xie Tou mentioned was, "He didn't listen to me, so I locked him up."
When the woman said this, her face turned pale, the corners of her mouth raised at a strange angle, and then she raised her eyes and looked at Lao Xie's head.
"He is with his father now." The woman's voice changed and became sharp, like a frightened kitten.
When Lao Xie saw the woman's expression, his heart trembled, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.
Old Xie had heard from his neighbors before that the situation of the resident No. 0208 was that they were a couple with one son, and a family of three renting here. The men in their family seemed to be working out of town, except when they moved here.
, showed up once, but never saw each other at all other times.
At that time, the noisy neighbor also speculated that the husband of the woman in room 0208 might have someone outside.
At that time, Lao Xie Tou just listened to the fun and didn't pay attention. When he usually went up and downstairs, he would occasionally
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I saw that every time we met in the corridor, the woman always said that her child was sick and she wanted to buy him medicine.
At first, Lao Xie was a little confused as to why the child had not been sent to the hospital for treatment after being sick for so long. As time went by, he felt that the woman seemed to have some mental problems. As for the reason, it was generally related to the speculations of the enthusiastic neighbors.
The woman doesn't go out much, so Old Xie's impression of her has faded. The place has been in disrepair for a long time. Most of the original old residents who can move have moved out, and the only ones left are incompetent people like them.
, so Old Xie’s impression of the woman in room 0208 downstairs completely disappeared.
Until a few days ago, they appeared in Lao Xie's nightmare.
The woman in the dream was holding a sharp knife in her hand, and she wanted to die.
The expression on her face at that time is still remembered by Lao Xie Tou.
"That's the look!"
Lao Xie's head seemed to be back in a dream. The corners of the woman's mouth raised a strange arc, her skin was as pale as a piece of white paper, and her gorgeous red lips were like flames dancing on the white paper, beautiful yet dangerous.
"Do you want to find them?"
The woman's cold voice came over, and Lao Xie's head trembled, and he shook his head hastily.
"There seems to be no movement outside. I'll go out and take a look first, so I won't disturb you."
Lao Xie didn't dare to look at the woman at all, he just lowered his head and walked around the woman.
It's just that the woman didn't seem to have any intention of letting Lao Xietou leave. She didn't know when a kitchen knife appeared in her hand, and then she slashed hard at Lao Xietou.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you, and no one can take my son away from me."
Old Xietou kept complaining in his heart, what the hell is this? He thought he had gotten rid of the man's head, but he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of a female madman again.
Lao Xie Tou dodged sideways, but he was still a little slow. The sword flashed past, leaving a deep blood mark on Lao Xie Tou's back. The bright red blood stained Lao Xie Tou's shirt.
Lao Xie's head was forced back, and he only felt a burning pain in the wound on his back.
When the woman saw her success, the smile on her face became even more sickly, and her scarlet eyes seemed to shine, just like a wild beast seeing its prey.
Lao Xie's head was tingling when the woman looked at him. Knowing that he couldn't get out of the front door, he turned around and walked towards the room.
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Run to the window of the room.
Fortunately, this is only the second floor. If you jump from here, no one will be killed.
"I knew this bitch didn't look like a good person. Her man never showed up, so he might have been killed by her."
Old Xie was surprised by his guess, and he couldn't help but think of the man's head that he had brought out of his nightmare.
"In the nightmare, the man's head was found under her bed."
Lao Xie glanced at the bed where he had just been lying.
The woman let out a sick laugh, her eyes were full of madness, and the kitchen knife in her hand was dancing wildly, as if she wanted to cut into pieces the old Xie's head.
"What a crime."
The woman's light blue dress no longer looked as beautiful as when he first saw it in Lao Xie's eyes. He only felt it was terrifying and abnormal.
Lao Xie bent down to avoid the woman's sweeping kitchen knife, then rolled on the spot and came directly to the bed where he had just been lying.
The bottom of the bed was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside. I could only vaguely see two large glass jars there, but only one was intact.
Lao Xie was startled, then reached out and pulled out a large broken glass jar from under the bed.
Although the jar has been cleaned, there is still a pungent smell of formalin on it.
"No wonder I asked about the faint aroma when I first woke up. It turned out to be to cover up the smell of formalin in the glass jar."
Lao Xietou then looked at another jar under the bed, but at this time, the woman's kitchen knife also chopped down, and it hit exactly between Lao Xietou's legs.
Lao Xie felt a chill in his middle and lower body.
"Don't disturb my child."
Lao Xie nodded repeatedly to the woman with trembling teeth.
"Don't bother, don't bother, this jar is empty."
The woman grinned, as if she was not satisfied with Lao Xie Tou's answer.
The hand holding the kitchen knife used strength to lift the kitchen knife from the ground, and then struck it again on Lao Xie's head between the legs.
There was a hint of joking in the corner of the woman's mouth, as if she was telling Old Xie that she did this on purpose.
