I want to lock him up in a stone house under the rockery, let him starve to death inside, and then blame the nurse.

But I didn't expect that the little boy actually climbed out from under the rockery by himself.

Since then, the nurse has been by his side and has never been able to find a suitable opportunity.

After waiting like this for more than ten years, I finally had the opportunity to start again.

The vigil is their man, who has been in ambush at home for a long time.

He drugged the little boy to make him fall asleep, and then threw the little boy under the rockery overnight.

They believe that the little boy who grew up will never have a chance to climb out again.

By the time the little boy's family got the news and rushed home, the little boy had already turned into a corpse.

There is no proof of death, and when the time comes, no one will find out if the blame is placed on the nurse.

Seeing that the old woman was silent for a long time, the little boy let out another sigh:

"You want to kill me and get my property, but what can you do? If you don't have a father, these family properties will be used up by you sooner or later, and it will still end as a tragic end.

I am not an ungrateful person, I remember all the kindness you have to me, and I also see you helping my father take care of this house.

If you raise me as your own son, I will definitely do my best in the future.

But you have the intention of killing, you want to kill me, how sad it is for me! How sad it was for my father! ”

The little boy said, and a tear of blood couldn't help but fall from the corner of his eye:

"It's you, it's you who let me say goodbye to my father forever, I want you to pay it back, and I want you not to die well!"

As he spoke, he suddenly broke free from the shackles of the weeds, which had no support to rely on, and suddenly grew wildly.

The weeds spread in the direction of the old woman, encircling her in an instant.

The old woman tried to break free, but the more she struggled, the tighter she became, and she closed her eyes in fear when she saw that the little boy had already rushed over.

Suddenly, it was as if a pair of hands were gripping her tightly.

The old woman opened her eyes, and what appeared in front of her was no longer the hideous appearance of the little boy, but Tong Yao, who was wearing a white robe and delicate eyebrows.

"Yes, you." The old woman's voice came with two dry notes.

Her hands were slumped on the bed, the corners of the silver hairpin peeking out of her sleeves, reflecting a blinding glow in the moonlight.

Tong Yao took the silver hairpin out of the old woman's sleeve and held it up in front of her eyes, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Tong Yao, this ......"

Guan Yue, who had already taken off the hood of the ghost, looked at the silver hairpin in horror.

If Tong Yao hadn't discovered it in time, this silver hairpin would have already been inserted into his body.

Tong Yao stood beside Guan Yue, looking coldly at the metal glowing with a cold glow, and couldn't help but gasp.

If you hadn't discovered it in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The old woman had no time to take care of the silver hairpin in Tong Yao's hand, and her eyes focused on the other person.

That is the man who stood behind Tong Yao and kept looking at him with cold eyes - when did he come back?

"What you just said is true?" Brother Guan Yue's voice was calm and calm, with a taste of not being angry and arrogant.

The old woman looked at Tong Yao with a hideous face: All this, are you doing it?

Tong Yao didn't speak, and acquiesced at that time.

Confessing to herself in front of the parties, the old woman suddenly couldn't breathe and fainted.