Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Short Woman in White
"I just want to help them, you must have a way, last time ......"
"Last time?" Qin Huai sneered, "That's because I'm afraid you'll die, I warn you, don't meddle with things, I don't want to have anything to do with humans." β
"But ......"
"It's nothing, you want to help them, so have you ever thought about what will happen to you in the end?" There was a flash of sadness on Qin Huai's face, and his eyes were full of hatred.
He will never forget his fate.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside, and for a time there was a lot of thunder, wind and rain.
She seemed to be back to that night, it was also a thunderstorm, Song Min held her hand tightly, and said that she would take her with her, and the people around her would make her die without a place to bury......
It's summer, but it's cold, as if you're in cold water, and it's quiet and dark......
"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? Shiruma's voice sounded all around, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and when he crossed his arms, he was panting heavily.
The words that Song Min and the second uncle said echoed in her mind, Qin Huai was an evil dragon, and thousands of lives died because of him, but she was stupid to think that if he saved her, he would save others, she was too naΓ―ve. If it weren't for the things Qin Huai needed on her, it is estimated that he would not have looked at her at all, among his people, human beings are like ants!
When I staggered out, the rain hit my body, it was very cold and painful.
When I went back to my room, I buried myself in the quilt, and my whole body was cold.
"What's wrong with you? Why don't I understand it? Shiruma hugged the damp quilt and followed it back to the house, I don't know why the two of them were like this, I can't understand it at all.
When did she stay in the quilt and didn't speak, Bai Jian didn't ask again when she saw that she was in a bad mood.
The owner of the car repair called Shiruma and said that the car had been repaired and that they would have time to take it away, and that Shiruma was idle and had nothing to do, so he went to drive the car back.
In the afternoon, when did it get up from the bed? She really wanted to help Uncle Ding, and she figured it out, even if Qin Huai didn't help her, there was still Bai Jian, if something really went wrong, Qin Huai would definitely save her, because he needed her to live.
Make up your mind, and when is the time to start discussing with Shiruma. "Let's help Uncle Ding!"
Bai Jian was eating potato chips and playing with his mobile phone, "How can the two of us help?" I don't know what the handsome guy Qin thinks, if you have the ability, you can help! Do you think he can't handle it, or is he just a charlatan? Bai Jian said to himself, and quickly overturned his statement, "Handsome guys, they all have tempers, even if he is a charlatan, he can't shake his status in my heart." β
When did she kick Bai Ma off the bed, what is this, I haven't seen her to this point before. "Alright, put away your obscene brain holes and think about what we are going to do?"
"It's easy to say, ask Du Niang!" As he spoke, he began to search for answers on the Internet. Although she was scared enough last time at school, she went home to recuperate for a few days, but after that, she became more obsessed with ghosts and gods, and went to various post bars every day, and added a lot of chat groups.
"Here, here." Bai Jian flipped through the post bar and said excitedly: "I said above, first of all, we must understand the situation, communicate with the abnormal person more, and find out the reason from it." β
When did you come over, "And then?" β
"Then solve the problem according to the situation, be careful not to provoke the Yin Spirit, and then let the Yin Spirit get out of the binds, and if it really doesn't work, reseal it back?" Shiruma read it, and it didn't seem to be of much use.
"Did you say how to free the Yin Spirit and how to seal it back?"
"Nope."
The two of them worked hard for a long time, and finally decided to stay at Uncle Ding's house for a night to see if they could ask what Xiao Yong could ask.
It wasn't dark yet, when did he say hello to Grandma Jin and went to Lao Ding's house, Grandma Jin looked at the two girls so kind, and couldn't help but think of her grandchildren, who hadn't come back for half a year.
"Uncle Ding, Bai Jian and I want to stay here tonight to understand Xiao Yong's situation, although we may not be able to find a solution, but we will definitely try our best." When it's time to secretly cheer herself up, she will definitely be able to.
Lao Ding and his wife were very grateful, so they sent them to kneel down and kowtow, and they couldn't say it anymore.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the two men entered the bedroom. Lao Ding laid the floor for the two under the bed, and when it was time to move a bamboo chair from the outside room, he took out the stuff in Xiao Yong's mouth. Lao Ding said: "This child usually has a disease after nine o'clock in the evening, and it is the most common at midnight. β
When did he not bear to see a seven-year-old boy tied up like this, he said to Lao Ding: "Uncle Ding, untie the strips of cloth on his body, he is a little child who does not have much strength, lock the door of the house, as long as there is no murder weapon in the house." β
Lao Ding did as he said, Xiao Yong cried like a tearful man, and Bai Jian comforted: "Xiao Yong, don't be afraid, will my sisters chat with you tonight?" But you have to make sure not to be naughty. Xiao Yong kept nodding with tears in his eyes.
The night was getting deeper, and the three of them fell asleep slowly, the chair was bamboo, which was relatively hard, and it was very uncomfortable to sleep, and the neck ached very much, so I had no choice but to run down and lie flat in the chair.
She didn't know what time it was, but she felt as if someone was walking around the house. Half-opened, she saw a very short man dressed in white standing in front of her. She tried to get up, but her body was too low in the chair, and her waist was weak, so she couldn't stand up. A voice sounded in my ears, it was a woman's voice: "Why, why today?" β
She repeated this sentence dozens of times, when she wanted to sit up with her hands on the chair, but her whole body seemed to be anesthetized, and the short woman in white slowly walked behind her, and when she couldn't see her or hear the sound, she was even more scared, but her hands and feet didn't obey the call. A voice came from behind: "Why did you bring me here, and would you like to help me?" β
The voice said it several times, and when I wanted to turn back, my neck couldn't move a bit. She was afraid and hateful, and she really didn't understand why her body was so uncontrollable, could this be the legendary nightmare?