"Writing a name on a doll means a curse, right?" Song Lingyue muttered to herself, and many episodes from the TV series flashed in her mind.

What kind of poison and curse, witch Gu harms people, borrowing corpses to revive souls-

"Sister, it's burning, it's burning, it's burning!" Song Yanzhi was so frightened by the fire doll that fell on his head that he screamed, Song Lingyue only smelled a strong smell of oil, and then saw the burning doll being thrown into the yard.

The place where the doll fell was full of firewood, and if it burned, the whole house would not be saved!

Song Lingyue scooped up the water in the water tank and rushed up, shouting in her mouth: "They are sick, this is arson, no one cares!" ”

Song Lingyue saw that the fire could not be extinguished, so she began to carry firewood, kicked the firewood away with her feet, and a burning doll flew straight towards the back of her head, and she didn't know it.

"Sister, sister!" Song Yanzhi screamed in a hurry.

Song Lingyue turned her head suddenly, the scarlet flames swallowed her instantly, and the expected pain did not come, she slowly opened her eyes, only to see Qi Mo holding the bacon in both hands, and said with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, this bacon was almost destroyed." ”

Anger came from her heart, Song Lingyue pushed him hard, and almost didn't push Qi Xiucai out of Erli, "What kind of bacon does it take at this time!" You should save me first! ”

Qi Mo hugged the bacon with a smile, a pair of peach blossom eyes full of innocence, and he was angry when he saw it.

The group of people outside didn't throw it away, fortunately they didn't light the firewood, Song Lingyue chased it out with a broom and only caught a figure, looking like a family member of the Li family wearing filial piety clothes.

Good end, why did they set fires?

Song Lingyue was suddenly very vigilant in her heart, but it would be a good thing to have a relationship with the Li family, she had to take precautions, or should she take Song Yanzhi outside to avoid it first?

Thinking like this, Song Lingyue hurried home, and as soon as she entered the door, she smelled the smell of fragrant shallots, and took a closer look, then Qi Xiucai made her own stove and was cutting bacon!

He's so out of sight!

"I said you, how can you touch my things casually!"

Qi Mo put down the knife, folded the handkerchief into three folds to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and was as elegant as a noble son, and explained to Song Lingyue: "I saw that you were busy, so I would do it myself, and I would finish my business as soon as possible or leave as soon as possible, so as not to hurt the innocent enemy of your family." ”

Song Lingyue was so angry by his three or two sentences that she rolled her eyes, this Xiucai's EQ is so low, why hasn't he become the public enemy of the county?

"It's okay, don't eat it, you hurry up and write the household post, and leave quickly when it's written, so as not to have any accidents at my house!" Song Lingyue moved a broken bench and sat down, and asked Qi Mo to grind the plate and write.

Qi Mo smiled faintly, put down the kitchen knife and took out a brush, and sat down on the edge of the grinding plate, "Dare to ask Ling Zun's surname?" ”

The so-called recompilation of household records is the ancient census, asking about the situation at home, and the front is fine, when Qi Mo asked about Song Qingping, Song Lingyue was speechless for a while, and she didn't know how to answer.

Qi Mo's eyes darkened, and he looked at her with ulterior motives: "Brother Ling, what happened?" ”

"This, I don't know if I can say this." Song Lingyue stood up from the bench and stirred the porridge in the pot in a distraught manner, "You can ask the county order about my brother, he can write how he says!" ”

As soon as he heard that there was something obscure in it, Qi Mo stopped and stopped the car, "Okay, that little student will leave first and disturb the girl." ”

He put the pen and paper in his arms, said hello to Song Yanzhi's smile, and turned to leave.

As soon as Song Lingyue turned around, the bacon on the grinding plate was gone.

"Wait, you wait, you return the bacon!" Song Lingyue couldn't leave the pot, so she could only shout, Qi Mo ran away with the meat and disappeared, faster than a rabbit.

"The girl's good will has been accepted, thank you for your hospitality!"

"How can there be such a bad person! Picking the door and snatching the chicken intestines-" Song Lingyue didn't finish speaking, another white rag doll was thrown in from outside the east wall, she was so anxious, "Why are these people still throwing it?" I'm going to report to the police! If you have the ability, don't run, I'll take the ladder now! ”

Unfortunate things one after another, Song Lingyue immediately threw down the pot to move the ladder, but someone was faster than her, picked up the family outside the east wall, and dragged it into the dark alley around the corner.

"Who!" The family was so frightened that when he looked up, it turned out to be Qi Xiucai, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you Xiucai pretending to be a ghost!" ”

He wanted to get up, Qi Mo stepped forward in two steps and grabbed his shoulders, his big knuckled hands clasped at the joints with slight force, his two arms instantly lost sensation, and his body lost balance and fell to the ground.

"You, who are you!" A chill rushed up from behind, Qi Mo seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, his body exuded a cold aura, and the cold light in his eyes was clear, which looked like a delicate and modest talent on weekdays?

Qi Mo bent down and asked him in a deep voice: "Who is the Li family instructed to kill people and kill them." ”

"Murder?" The family didn't dare to raise his head in a trembling state, and said it all in one go, "I don't dare to kill, it's the second lady who asked someone to practice the technique of disgust and win, so that the third young master can rest in peace under the spring, I am here to set up the formation!" ”

A cold finger poked at the door of Jiading's head, and with a little force, Jiading was forced to raise his head to look at Qi Mo, Qi Mo's eyes were glowing with cold light, and he asked him word by word: "I'll ask again, who instructed me!" ”

Jia Ding was frightened into a cold sweat, he couldn't figure out where Qi Mo had so much strength that he couldn't move, so he stammered when he spoke: "No one, no one, no, no, no, it was the Bodhi Son Daoist from Siam who instructed me, and it was him!" ”

Before the words fell, I heard an angry roar from the mouth of the alley: "Whoever threw the doll, I want to see who threw it!" ”