A smell that stinked like from a pit came to her nose.

The old face was full of disgust, but the stench became more and more intense, and it lingered for a long time, as if it emanated from the bed.

"What dog would dare to come into my house to poop and pee? If I let me know who did it, I'm going to make you eat that piece of!" Han Lao Tao didn't realize that the stench was coming from the big stone on her pillow.

She covered her mouth and nose and sat up from the bed.

I looked around, but I didn't see any stinking.

But when Mrs. Han saw the small bench lying on the ground, the memories of last night suddenly poured out.

Last night, she was beaten by this small bench and called the earth ineffective, and almost died in the hands of the little bench.

Mrs. Han immediately lifted the futon and wanted to throw the small bench out.

However, the moment she lifted the futon, the futon in the palm of her hand was no longer solid, as if she had grabbed a handful of firewood ash.

Mrs. Han was suspicious, and when she looked down, she grabbed a corner of the quilt, she pinched it, and the feel of firewood was not an illusion, it was real!

Mrs. Han, who was frightened, reached out and touched the rest of the futon, and as soon as she touched it, the futon instantly turned into powder and sprinkled all over the bed.

Dusty powder enveloped the entire shelf bed.

He also exposed all the nests of rats on the bed.

Squeak Squeak –

The nest of rats that had been thrown on the bed by Shen Qing suddenly made a cry.

"Ah...... Ghosts! There really are ghosts! Help me...... Come and help...... The house is haunted, come and save me! Mrs. Han was so frightened that she immediately got up from the bed and wanted to escape from the side room.

But the moment she got up from the bed, her calves went limp, and she fell violently on the bed again.

Impartially, he fell right on the side of the big stone covered with feces, and the stench instantly wafted into his nostrils.

She turned her head to look at the 'pillow' next to her head, and when she saw the contents of the 'pillow', she screamed again.

The little mice were also frightened by Mrs. Han's screams, crawled around on the bed in a panic, and accidentally climbed onto Mrs. Han's body, which frightened Mrs. Han's body stiff, as if the ghost was beside her, and kept stroking her body with ghost hands.

But the smell of stinky has been lingering in Mrs. Han's nose, it is too disgusting.

Mrs. Han couldn't wait to vomit immediately, but the damn 'ghost' kept moving around on her, and she didn't dare to get up from the bed and vomit, so she could only hold back.

The old man's face was flushed, and saliva flowed from his mouth.

My stomach kept churning, as if I was about to vomit all of last night's meal.

Forehead...... Can't help it!

I really can't help it!

Mrs. Han covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from spitting.

Wait a minute, wait until the soft stuff on your body is out of the way, and then throw up!

If Shen Qing knew that Mrs. Han was so stupidly scared by a few little mice, she would definitely laugh at Mrs. Han to her heart's content, and she couldn't stand up straight with laughter!

After Han Zhengbei and the others in the hall heard the sound of Boss Han screaming, they were all blindfolded, and Han Zhengbei immediately opened his legs and ran towards the side room.

Shen Qing's eyes were shining, Mrs. Han must have found that her pillow was dissatisfied with the smell of, and there was a big stone hanging with, which was covered with a powder quilt, but she knew that the clothes in her wardrobe were the same as the futon.

Shen Qing followed behind Han Zhengbei step by step, wanting to see Mrs. Han's frightened face, or overly frightened and rolling on the ground.

Brothers Han Yunwen and Han Yunqiao also followed.