When I first went up, I shouted: "Auntie, Auntie." ”

The middle-aged woman suddenly looked at it with some panic, their house had a yard, and outside the yard was a big iron fence gate at the beginning.

"Little girl, who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and calmed down to ask Chu Yu.

Chu Yu: "I'm looking for Mao Peiqiang." ”

Jing Xi was a little anxious: "You are so direct, what if she doesn't say anything?"

But not everyone is an acting emperor, the middle-aged woman heard her say that she was looking for Mao Peiqiang, and she immediately panicked: "What, he hasn't come back for a long time, it's useless for you to look for him, he's not here." ”

But his eyes flickered, and at first glance he was lying.

Chu Yu smiled: "Why aren't you there, haven't you been yelling at you just now? According to me, what are you raising this kind of unfilial son? One day he will be killed and secretly pulled to bury, and no one will know." ”

Middle-aged woman: "......"

Jing Xi: "......"

Guy, are you too biao?

"It's all said, he's not here, you're in the wrong place!"

The middle-aged woman hurriedly waved her hand, and Chu Zhen grinned: "Then I'll shout myself." ”

After that, she shouted twice: "Mao Peiqiang, Mao Peiqiang! Jing Xi is coming to you!"

Jing Xi: "......"

Wipe!

As soon as these words fell, there was a loud bang on the upper floor of the house, and there was a panicked footsteps, and then, a man with a quilt, yes, a big summer quilt, ran to the balcony on the second floor and stared at Chu Yu.

Jing Xi gasped.

No wonder he put on the quilt, judging from the only skin he exposed, it was almost festering, leaving a piece of pink and tender new skin marks that seemed to be growing flesh, and even his facial features were a little distorted.

If it weren't for Jing Xi's hatred of him, he might not have recognized him for a while.

Jing Xi almost forgot his tragic experience at this moment, and fell into a panic like Mao Peiqiang: "Is he suffering from a skin disease?"

As soon as she saw him come out, the middle-aged woman was anxious and shouted downstairs: "What are you doing when you come out, you can't bask in the sun, come in!"

However, the man just stared at Chu Zhen, and said resentfully for a while: "Jing Xi is here?

When Jing Xi heard this, he immediately became anxious and scolded: "Let you fuck fart!"

What does it have to do with her that he became like this?

But she is just a spirit, and she can't hear Mao Peiqiang no matter how she shouts.

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows interestingly: "How can you be harmed by Jing Xi like this? Wasn't Jing Xi killed by you a long time ago? It's hard for you to hide at home, and the police won't bother to come to the door when the time comes." ”

As they spoke, the doors of some of the next room were opened, as if someone had peeked out to see the commotion.

Mao Peiqiang looked at Chu Yu, suddenly stopped talking, turned around and re-entered the house.

The middle-aged woman yelled at Chu Yu anxiously: "What are you talking nonsense? When did my son kill someone, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing neighbors standing upstairs watching, she panicked even more.

Jing Xi: "You stop Lao Tzu!"

Jing Xi floated directly into the house, and Chu Yu thought to himself that his temper would be so violent after he died.

Then he stepped directly on the wall of the compound, kicked twice, and flipped into the courtyard twice, and then in the woman's stunned eyes, he casually found a place to step on his feet, and went up to the second floor lightly.

Out of nowhere, a sentence floated in: ", the girl is good at kung fu!"