There must be monsters when something goes wrong, and there must be ghosts when lies continue.
The hunchbacked old man deliberately tried to perfect Xiao Yu'er's life experience. In my opinion, it was a trap waiting for us to jump.
It’s just that I don’t understand why he would target us if we have no grievances or grudges.
Is it true, as Wang Shan said, that Mojiazhai does not allow outsiders to break in without permission?
Or maybe we accidentally broke the rules of raising voodoo people?
But since we entered the village, nothing seems to have been done.
Don't talk about conflicts. Even when we talk to people, it's Wang Shan who comes to talk, and it has nothing to do with us at all.
I was thinking wildly in my mind, as if the thick fog in the early morning obscured my vision, and I couldn't figure out any clue at all.
"How are you guys? Do you have any questions?" Wang Shan held the cigarette rod: "Most of the things are correct. The old man is 80% sure that Miss Fan is his niece."
"%&*#￥..." The hunchbacked old man spoke again.
Wang Shan nodded and said: "Miss Fan, the old man asked you if you have a photo of your mother. He wants to see it."
"I have it." Lingxi took out her cell phone, opened the photo album, pulled out Lu Zhixia's photo, and said seriously: "This is a photo of Xiao Yu'er's mother when she was young."
"Ahem."
Pei Chuan's shoulders shrugged, his face turned red, and he silently lowered his head and pretended to cough.
I gritted my teeth and tried to hold back my smile, for fear that I wouldn't be able to help laughing.
Wang Shan took the cell phone, brought it to the hunchbacked old man, and said blah blah blah.
The latter looked at it carefully for a while, his eye sockets turned red, and he shed tears on the spot.
"Yes, the old man said that his sister looked like this when she was young." Wang Shan returned the phone to Lingxi, beaming and feeling happy from the bottom of his heart that Xiao Yu'er had found a relative.
"Oh, Xiao Yu'er, hurry up and call me uncle." Lingxi looked like he was acting to the end, urging Xiao Yu'er: "By the way, I want to ask your uncle if there are any heart-eating Gu worms at home."
"This kind of recognition scene is too touching, so I won't participate."
"Oh, I'll go for a walk, you continue."
After Lingxi finished speaking, he walked out of the main room with a cold expression on his lips.
...
At the same time, on the second floor of a certain courtyard in Mojiazhai.
A young man in a blue coat was sitting by the window playing with poisonous insects in a bamboo tube.
He has a fair appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He has a thin mustache and a strong build.
"puff."
He chewed gum, blew bubbles, and said to himself: "Don't worry, little darling, the food you need will be available soon."
"When the time comes, I will feed you. Let you grow up healthily and sell it at a good price."
"A pure yin body under twenty years old, a gift that comes to your door automatically, is there any reason to let it go in vain?"
The young man chuckled and said, "There are also those two beautiful women. One of them is as beautiful as a fairy. It would be best to be my wife."
In the corner of the room, on a bamboo couch, an old woman with her eyes closed as if she was dozing, warned: "If you set up a trap in a hurry, I'm afraid there will be loopholes."
"Those dolls are not ordinary people. They are not easy to deal with."
"Especially the beautiful woman you are interested in. My sixth sense tells me that she is a dangerous person."
"If you don't listen to my advice, you will only cause trouble for yourself."
The old woman shook her rocking chair and said with a frown on her face: "A pure Yin body is rare, but it is not hard to find in the world."