"Xiao Yan, avoid it. I'll call you again when those people are gone. ”

On the other end of the phone, in addition to the old man's voice, Yan Qingqing also vaguely heard the familiar shouting of the middle-aged man Huang Dalong.

She knew that Huang Dalong and those reporters didn't dare to mess around, after all, it was a public place.

But I'm a little worried that if I don't go, it will completely affect my grandfather's business.

"Xiao Yan, it's okay, my wife and I will change places to set up stalls tomorrow."

The old man seemed to know Yan Qingqing's thoughts and spoke.

"Mommy, I'm awake."

And at this moment, Yao'er's milky voice sounded.

Yan Qingqing frowned, her eyes showed helplessness, so she had to say, "Grandpa, pay attention to safety." ”

As he spoke, he hung up the phone and walked into the bedroom to dress Yao'er.

"Mommy, Yao'er is a little hungry."

As soon as she got dressed, Yao'er stood beside the bed and looked at Yan Qingqing with blank eyes.

Yan Qingqing was speechless, how could she not know the thoughts of this little clever ghost?

Yesterday and today, she took Yao'er out to eat and played outside by the way.

Yao'er's obvious goal is not to eat, but to play.

Silly girl used to do this only occasionally on weekends......

The reason is very simple, Yan Qingqing can't cook, so she can only take Yao'er out.

"Forget it, take Yao'er out first during this time, and find some time to learn some cooking skills." Yan Qingqing thought helplessly, it would not be good to let Yao'er play like this.

"Yao'er, wait until six o'clock before you go out, you watch TV first." Yan Qingqing said.

Yao'er jumped happily and grinned, "Mommy is so good!" ”

Yan Qingqing shook her head, and then took Yao'er to the living room and turned on the TV.

Yao'er took the remote control by herself and switched to a satellite TV with cartoons.

Yan Qingqing was not interested in TV, although she sat on the sofa with Yao'er, but she secretly observed that the divine thunder in the dantian was almost refined by her.

"If my cultivation reaches the realm of the day after tomorrow, I have the means to refine it...... It's a pity. Yan Qingqing sighed secretly.

If she is truly refined, her own strength will have another guarantee.

Although she had all kinds of exercises and immortal powers in her mind, most of them could not be used due to her low realm.

The origin of divine thunder is different, it can control the ordinary thunder and lightning of the earth, and then it is enough to exert some thunder and lightning supernatural powers.

"I didn't succeed in refining, but the rules of the Great Dao contained in it are condensing, and it should be soon."

Yan Qingqing was looking forward to observing the dantian, but at this moment, the door of the house rang.

The knock on the door was very urgent, as if something was urgent.

"Mommy, the door is ringing."

Yao'er, who was watching a cartoon on the sofa, looked sideways at Yan Qingqing.

Yan Qingqing rolled her eyes: "I heard it." ”

Then, Yan Qingqing went over to open the door.

There was no one in front of the door, but there was a little black cat with green eyes shining brightly, staring at Yan Qingqing.

"Meow ......"

Without waiting for Yan Qingqing to react, the little black cat snorted and swept towards the opposite door.

It turned out that the door to the door was open.

It was still dark inside, and even the evening sun shone in, but it looked pale and weak.

Even at this time, there was a constant cold wind blowing from the opposite door.

"Yao'er, don't come here." Yan Qingqing noticed that Yao'er got off the sofa, so she spoke.

"Oh." Yao'er was also obedient.

Yan Qingqing was about to go out and went to the opposite door, when suddenly a beam of light lit up in the opposite door, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark.

Yan Qingqing squinted slightly, waiting in place.

She saw the middle-aged woman, holding a flashlight, standing under her black and white posthumous photo.

The flashlight swayed, and the light became weaker and weaker.

The middle-aged woman's eyes revealed extreme fear, as if she was held by a pair of invisible hands around her neck and lifted up.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be struggling, but the more she struggled, the more painful her expression became.

The whole face was distorted instantly, and the mouth was even wider open, breathing desperately.

Seeing this scene, Yan Qingqing didn't have any waves in her heart, she only had one thought, the death of a middle-aged woman was not so simple.

Perhaps, it has something to do with the middle-aged man Huang Dalong.

She didn't plan to go in, and with her current cultivation, she couldn't see what was hidden in the opposite door room.

So I didn't dare to rush in.

"Let's move out as soon as possible." Yan Qingqing shook her head, she was not afraid, what she was afraid of was Yao'er's safety.