"Shut up!" Song Yue raised his face and reprimanded, "Don't say this kind of thing after you go out!" Do you hear that? ”

"I hear you. Song Dong turned his head dissatisfied.

Song Yueping wanted to say something, but he only felt a sharp pain in his back, as if someone had penetrated his spine bone directly from his back with a tube stab. He couldn't help but let out another cry of pain, and then there was a heavy pressure on his back, as if suddenly a boulder weighing hundreds of pounds had hit his back.

Song Yueping couldn't help leaning forward, and with a pop, he lay on the coffee table and pinned the pins.

The cups and pans on the coffee table fell to the ground and shattered.

"Yueping!"

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yueping lay on the coffee table, the heaviness and pain had disappeared, but he didn't dare to move, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up and call someone and send me to the hospital!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll call someone ............ right away" As she spoke, my wife picked up her mobile phone and dialed.

Song Dong also panicked, and hurriedly helped Song Yueping to walk out, while saying, "Dad, I'll drive, I'll send you to ......,...the doctor right away."

Beijing.

Wu Qiong took the paper figure with seven or eight silver needles pierced all over his body, and said: "This is interesting, I will learn the knowledge of meridians in the future." ”

Liang took the paper man from Wu Qiong's hand, picked up a silver needle and inserted it directly from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the paper man's head, suddenly closed his eyes and frowned for a while, then picked up a silver needle, and stabbed straight into the perineum point of the paper man, and went straight to the throat of the Tiantu cave along the Ren vein.

Originally, Ma Liang didn't want to involve Song Yueping's family in this matter.

But before, he sensed that he had integrated his mind into the blood of the paper man, and he was threatened by a very strong cruel curse. After thinking about it for a while just now, Ma Liang came to the conclusion that it was the descendants of this blood that made a killing move.

Since this is the case, there are not many more people anyway, "......, and it's okay like this, the pressure on Song Yueping will be greater, right?"

"What is Ryoko thinking?" Wu Qiong asked.

"Oh, it's okay............" Ma Liang threw the paper figure aside, turned around, and took Wu Qiong into his arms with a smile, while holding his hands and feet, he lowered his head and arched greedily on Wu Qiong's chest, and said vaguely: "Come on, a good night is rare"..."

"Ah...... "......", "Huh? Why are you so sensitive? ”

"I, I don't know, you hate it."

"Oh, I know it's cooked," ..."

The two of them, who have always loved each other deeply, finally revealed the primitive wildness and savage ferocity hidden in the depths of their hearts, grinning and began white-knives hand-to-hand combat, mouths, hands, feet, arms, legs, silence, silence are all used! Shouting, shouting, cooling"......

On the sofa in the outhouse, the sleepy-eyed little white angrily tore the sofa cushion with his little paws, grinning and meowing to keep people from sleeping, hate, hate, hate!!

The First People's Hospital of Central China.

After some serious examination and treatment, the doctor finally gave the result of Song Yueping's illness: a psychological disorder.

On the way to the hospital and during the process of diagnosis and treatment in the hospital, Song Yueping endured several extremely strange short-term severe pains and sudden heavy pressure.

Now that I was finally able to calm down, I was still a little surprised.

But now that such a conclusion has been drawn from the doctor's mouth, Song Yueping's family and several of his subordinates immediately became angry, and almost couldn't help beating the doctor violently: "What a fucking psychological disorder, you are a psychological disorder, your whole family is mentally disordered!" The doctors and nurses were so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak.

But I was secretly thinking in front of me: Such a large group of characters who look like gangsters like gangsters should not have deliberately come to the hospital to make trouble and collect protection money, right?

Neuropathy!

The hospital is also where you collect protection money?

Of course, Song Yueping didn't think that he had any mental obstacles, but he just felt that this might be some internal injuries in his body after being beaten by Ma Liang that day, and he estimated that it would be fine after a while.

So a group of people left the hospital scolding.

However, now Song Yueping, a bigwig-level figure who has replaced Cai Changhong on the four provincial highways of Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan, would never have thought that the strange pain in his body and the pressure of the surprise attack before were just the beginning of the nightmare.

Because, it was just a joke by Ma Liang and Wu Qiong for pure entertainment.

What is physical pain?

This evening......

Song Yueping, who was asleep, suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, his limbs were numb and couldn't move, and he couldn't open his eyes when he was half asleep, and scenes of extremely strange pictures kept flashing in his mind, I couldn't tell what it was, in short, it was terrifying, very weird, but it couldn't be described.

He felt as if he was going to die, so he was afraid, frightened, wanted to shout, wanted to roll over......

But he couldn't move, he couldn't make a sound!

The wife next to her woke up in a daze and found that Song Yueping was constantly twitching, and hurriedly pushed Song Yueping with worry, and called anxiously and a little frightened: "Yueping, Yueping, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Hubi"

Song Yueping let out a long breath, opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up.

"Yueping ......"

Song Yueping was grateful to his wife for helping him wake up from the terrifying realm just now, and couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile, and said, "It's okay, I'm sleeping on the bed." ”

"Ghost press?" The wife said in horror.

"What the hell presses!" Song Yue raised his face and reprimanded: "The old lady is talking nonsense! A press bed is a press bed, who hasn't experienced a press bed when they sleep? Song Yueping turned over and lay down with a look of disgust on his face, and the little gratitude in his heart for his wife was thrown out of the clouds in an instant, and he began to regret which place he should go to sleep in the golden house tonight.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of ping-pong smashing outside the door.

Song Yueping, who has always been vigilant, turned over, opened the drawer and took out a pistol, frowned and listened to the movement outside, while stretching out his hand to signal his wife not to make a sound.

Bang Dang!

Whoa......

"You go outside and have a look!" , Song Yueping whispered and pushed his wife, got out of bed and walked to the side of the door to stand against the wall.

"I, I don't dare."

"Go!" , Song Yueping angrily pointed the pistol at his wife.

Song's wife was terrified, she knew that her husband would dare to shoot her. So he quickly got up, tremblingly dressed in a songzi walked to the door, carefully opened the door, and looked outside......

Song Yueping pushed his wife out from behind!

"Ahh Song's wife exclaimed, staggered and ran out, hit the opposite wall and fell to the ground.

Song Yueping hurriedly dodged to the side, holding a gun and cautiously observing outside.

It was quiet outside.

After a while, Song Yueping took a step forward and commanded in a suppressed voice: "Turn on the lights!" "I, I'm ......", Song's wife was frightened.

"Turn on the lights, you're deaf?" , Song's wife quickly got up and turned on the light in the living room, and then she screamed and looked at the young man in pajamas standing in the messy living room.

It's their son Song Dong!

"Xiaodong, you, what are you doing here?" Song's wife said in fear as she moved her steps into the living room.

Song Yueping frowned suspiciously, and walked out with a gun.

I saw Song Dong standing calmly in the middle of the living room with his eyes closed, the TV, coffee table, air conditioner, windows, some handicrafts and porcelain bottles were all smashed.

"What did you do? Bastard thing! Crazy? Song Yueping roared angrily.

"Xiaodong, Xiaodong ............", Song's wife called out with some hesitation and horror, she could see that something was wrong with her son.

Song Dong didn't seem to hear their voices, and didn't pay any attention to them, but turned around calmly, and walked towards the staircase without saying a word. Although he closed his eyes, he easily avoided all the debris and obstructions on the ground, and walked down the stairs step by step without hurry.

"Xiaodong ......" Song's wife cried.

Song Yueping frowned, grabbed his wife, and said, "Don't make a noise, it's sleepwalking!" "Huh? Song's wife was stunned.

"Damn, why are you sleepwalking again when you're such an adult?" , Song Yueping scolded and scolded, and said angrily: "They are all good sons born to you, and when you were a child, you sleepwalked in your twenties and still sleepwalked!" You clean up the house for me now, or don't sleep tonight......", Song Yueping turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Song's wife was stunned on the spot.

After a long time, she went downstairs in tears and without saying a word, got a broom, a mop, and a shovel, and began to clean the messy living room on the second floor.

It's not over!

This night, Song Yueping experienced two presses!

But after all, Song Yueping is a black boss who has been in the sword light and blood shadow for so many years, and his psychological quality is extremely strong. When the incident happened, I was inevitably frightened, but when I woke up, I wouldn't go anywhere else, thinking about it, whether it was just pressing the bed, or maybe my son smashed something at night, nothing.

Yes, as a matter of common sense, that's nothing.

But......

This happens for four days in a row, and each time it gets worse and worse. The last time made Song Yueping frightened in his sleep, and when he waved his arm and struggled, he smashed the nose of the young and beautiful lover who was sleeping next to him with a fist, which was tall and beautiful after plastic surgery.

On the same night, his son Song Dong drove his car to open the courtyard gate of the villa during a night tour, and the Mercedes-Benz also crashed on the curb outside.

Song Yueping finally realized that he had hit an evil spirit!

He couldn't hold it anymore!

How could it be that it was evil?

Damn!

Then, he suddenly thought of what Ma Liang asked He Shang to tell him on the phone that night, when he felt unwell, he should go to Old Man Lu for treatment.

Could it be that Ma Liang or Lu Xiangan are doing ghosts?

gone, Lu Xiangan is a well-known living immortal in Central China, it is said that he not only knows how to calculate hexagrams and read appearances, but also knows many strange spells......

When he thought of this, Song Yue was so calm that he almost didn't take a gun to find Old Man Lu.

Of course, Song Yueping is not stupid to such an extent. After calming down and thinking about it for a long time, he didn't immediately go to Lu Xiangan through He Shang for help, because he couldn't swallow this breath, and he was unwilling to ask for help, and he was harmed by them, and then begged them again?

Who knows what weird old man Hua will have to clean me up?! ~！