"Moreover, the child does not play with any children, only holds a doll every day, locks himself in his room, and does not go anywhere."

"We also hired a psychiatrist, but it didn't work at all, and there was still no change in the child."

"The days went by like this, and that morning, I went to deliver food to the child as usual."

"As soon as I opened the door, I saw the child lying in a pool of blood......"

She stabbed herself in the throat with a pencil knife.

Speaking of this, Liu Deshun rubbed his old eyes with tears,

"This is Xiao Tong, but she died two years ago, how could she suddenly come back?"

Murong Qingxue asked, "Uncle, is the room where this kid used to live still there?" ”

Liu Deshun thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, after Xiaotong died, her room has been empty, and the one locked at the far end of the corridor is it." ”

"Okay," Murong Qingxue said, "Uncle, let's go to the room where Xiao Tong was born, you are here to accompany Xiao Jun, he has just been frightened and needs someone to take care of him." ”

Liu Deshun said with a straight face, "You go, there is me here." ”

The two walked out of the room, Ye Qiuyang always felt uneasy, so he called Zhou Tai out.

"Zhou Tai, you are guarding here, protect everyone, and kill any ghosts!"

Zhou Tai arched his hand, "Obey the lord!" ”

After doing this, Ye Qiuyang followed Murong Qingxue to find the child's room.

According to what the old man Liu Deshun said, they walked along the left side of the corridor.

Sure enough, at the end, there was a room locked with old-fashioned shackles, already covered in dust.

Ye Qiuyang still chose the simplest and rude way and kicked the door open.

Suddenly, a puff of dust came to their faces, making them both wave their hands and cover their mouths and noses.

Fortunately, the light in the room still works, and I fumbled to turn on the light, so I could see the inside of the house clearly.

It was a small bedroom with only a bed, a table and a chair.

A lonely doll sits on an empty bed, and the white walls are covered in blood-red graffiti.

Approaching the wall, you can see two lines of crooked handwriting,

"Mom kills Daddy, Rope kills Mom, Little Child kills Little Boy"

"So, who's going to kill the kids?"

It's a simple two-line word, but it makes people feel chills in their backs, is this really a child's words that can be written?

Murong Qingxue's eyes drooped, and she whispered,

"At an age when I should have been innocent, I have endured a lot of pain."

"It's another flower poisoned by the family environment."

Ye Qiuyang nodded, and approached,

"Qingxue, don't worry, I will definitely treat our baby well in the future, even if he wants the stars in the sky, I will pick them off for him!"

Murong Qingxue scolded, "Can't you have a positive shape?" ”

"Boom"

While he was talking, there was a sudden movement next to him.

The two turned around tacitly, only to see that the doll that was lying quietly on the bed before actually moved!!

The doll stood up stiffly, and the mouth that should have been sealed was torn open alive, revealing the rows of sharp teeth in the middle.

"Giggle~"

The doll let out a weird laugh and pounced on the two of them!

Murong Qingxue took off the bracelet for the first time, and instantly turned into a bone whip, slashing down with a fierce wind.

The doll squeaked and fell to the ground.

Murong Qingxue withdrew the bone whip, but as soon as she raised her hand, the doll on the ground flew up again, so she had to whip again.

The doll was knocked down for less than two seconds before she got back to her feet.

Another whip.

This was repeated a dozen times, and the doll was like a tumbler, no matter how much it was beaten, there was no way to make it lie on the ground honestly.

Ye Qiuyang smiled,

"Qingxue, this doll is obviously infected by the little girl's childish anger, so it will be aggressive, and it has no life itself, so it's useless for you to hit it like this."

Murong Qingxue swung down another whip, knocking down the doll that was in the way, she turned her head,

"So what do you say?"

Ye Qiuyang didn't speak, but grabbed it in his hand when the doll flew up again.

The doll struggled back and forth in Ye Qiuyang's hands, but it was never able to break free and was firmly held.

Ye Qiuyang slowly took out a fire talisman from his pocket and gently attached it to the doll's head.

"Boom-"

The dark red fire of samadhi burned, and in a short time the doll was burned to ashes.

Seeing that the difficult doll finally couldn't be annoying anymore, Murong Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief, and she was about to say something when a third person's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"You broke my doll!"

Ye Qiuyang turned around unhurriedly and saw that at the door of the room, at some point, there was a little girl in a red dress.

The little girl's face was pale, but her eyes were blood-red.

There was a hole in her white neck, and black blood kept gushing out from it.

Ye Qiuyang said, "You are a child? ”

He waved his hand, "Come here, for the sake of your poor background, my brother has overtaken you." ”

The little girl ignored Ye Qiuyang's words, she repeated, "You broke my doll, you have to pay for it!" ”

Ye Qiuyang smiled, "What do you want me to lose?" ”

The little girl slowly raised the pencil sharpener in her hand, "Life!" ”

With that, she floated over at great speed!

Ye Qiuyang shook his head, "Children, don't be so violent, you will fight and kill at every turn." ”

As he spoke, he threw out a charm and struck the little girl.

"Ahh

The boy screamed and fell to the ground, smoke rising from the place where he had been hit by the spell.

"Little boy!"

The old man Liu Deshun ran in, he looked at the little boy on the ground with a surprised face,

"Little boy, is it really you?"

He threw away his crutches and looked at the child, tears in his eyes,

"It's all the old man, it's all the old man who didn't take a good look at you, so you became what you are now......"

Liu Deshun wiped his tears and looked at Ye Qiuyang and the others, "Can you not kill her?" ”

Murong Qingxue was embarrassed and shook her head gently, "Her resentment is too heavy, so heavy that she can't ...... it."

"Lose me doll-"

The little boy suddenly stood up in pain, raised the pencil sharpener in his hand and stabbed at the old man.

Liu Deshun was so frightened that he threw away his crutches and sat on the ground, and he didn't have time to dodge.

"Don't blame us for being ruthless, it's your own resentment that is too deep!"

Ye Qiuyang's eyes were quick, and he condensed his spiritual power and slapped it with one palm.

At that time, the female ghost boy fell to the ground with a wail, and her body began to distort and blur rapidly, and soon disappeared from view, completely dissipating.

The old man Liu Deshun looked at the direction where the child disappeared, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"It's all my fault...... I couldn't get the child out of the shadows at the beginning......"

"Ahh

Suddenly, another scream came.

Ye Qiuyang frowned, could it be that there were other unclean things in this orphanage?