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I didn't react for a while, and then asked:

"Can't see the sun the next day? What's going on? Didn't you say she didn't do you any real harm? ”

He nodded and said:

"Yes, it's true that she hasn't done that, but that's only under her control, and if I don't sleep in this room at night, there's a power outage for no apparent reason, and something in the dark will go crazy on me."

"Just go back to this room?"

"Well, as long as you're in this room, you'll be fine, but you'll just see or dream about something weird."

I suddenly thought of something, wanted to ask, and felt that something was not appropriate.

Xiao Han looked at my expression and guessed what I was going to ask, and his face flushed.

"You guessed it right, me and the old woman are also in this room."

After a pause, he continued:

"I guess it's in this room that she can make sure we can't do that."

I wanted to laugh at the time, but I was inexplicably sad, I don't know if it was because of the poor woman or the poor man in front of me.

I walked to the window and brushed open the curtains to let the hot sun shine in.

At the beginning, the moment I opened the curtain, Xiao Han behind me suddenly let out a scream, jumped up and fell to the ground.

"Don't, don't open the curtains! Pull it on! ”

I didn't listen to him, walked over and squatted down to hold his constantly writhing body, and said solemnly:

"You don't have to be so afraid, in fact, this matter is not entirely your fault, of course, you chose to use your body to exchange with that old woman as a bargaining chip for success, this thing is definitely not right, but this is not the root cause of this matter. It was the old woman who really caused the tragedy! ”

The reason why I say this is to say to the "it" hiding in the shadows, nothing is absolutely right or wrong, this Xiao Han is certainly wrong, but he loves that girl in his heart.

Although his love is humble and weak, it is undeniable that he really loves her.

That's why he was able to bear her endless torture alone, and he didn't tell the old woman about it, otherwise, I'm afraid that a little female ghost, anyone with a little ability, can accept her.

Moreover, in this room, there must be something that can boost her ability, otherwise she would not blindly want to control Xiao Han here.

Xiao Han gradually calmed down, I stood up, and began to look around the house.

I searched almost every corner and didn't find anything that could have been done.

"Smack"

The cup on the bedside table suddenly fell to the floor, and the water flowed to the ground.

And it condenses regularly on the ground into the shape of an arrow.

Looking at the arrow, there was a standing bedside lamp in the corner, with a large shade, about the size of an adult's head.

I walked over and looked up and down carefully, and was about to reach out to touch it, but Xiao Han suddenly rushed over and hugged me from behind.

"Don't, don't move!"

I put down my hand and turned to look at him:

"What the hell is in here? If you don't tell me, how can I help you? ”

Xiao Han lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and said hesitantly:

"That's, that's our kid!"

I withdrew my outstretched hand.

According to Xiao Han's account, the girl killed herself when she was not a few months pregnant, and the child she had alone could be a mess of dirty blood at most, which was indeed a little fucking disgusting.

Xiao Han walked over and carefully took out a small glass bottle from the lampshade.

It contained a mess of things, and to my surprise, it turned out to be pale in color, without the slightest feeling of blood, and crumpled and dissatisfied gullies on it.

I looked at Xiao Han in a daze:

"This was taken out of the girl's belly?"

Xiao Han had a deep sadness on his face, nodded and said:

"Yes, my godmother said that even if she died, she couldn't let her take my child away. It's also for this reason that I hate her so much, but I don't have the ability to fight against her, she can make me die every minute without a place to bury! ”

I can understand his hatred, but I can't tolerate his cowardice.

Murder pays for life.

What's so hard about it?

Maybe it's because he is greedy too much and reluctant to give up.

If you want to enjoy a luxurious life, you must pay a corresponding price.

There is nothing wrong with this.

It can only be said that the sad girl was doomed to a tragic outcome the moment she fell in love with this man.

I glanced at the water trails on the ground, and they flowed into a big "fire" character.

I think I should have understood why that girl was really entangled.

"Xiao Han, if you burn this thing, it will be fine. She won't come back to pester you anymore. ”

Xiao Han's face showed a trace of worry and hesitation:

"But, my godmother, I don't know what to say. If she knew, I'd be doomed. ”

At that time, I really wanted to rush up and beat him hard, for the shame of being a fellow man, and for the sake of that poor girl.

But so what? He's not like that? Cowering and sorrowful, such a person is better left to his own devices, and no one can save him.

Helplessly, I still have to give him ideas, because my purpose is to make his money, and only by solving this matter can I get the money.

"Are you stupid? Put it directly in the lamp, make a short circuit scene, do you understand accidental combustion? ”

Xiao Han looked at me in surprise with a smile on his face.

Feeling sad again, I glanced at the large carved wooden bed, turned and walked out.

This is not only the life and happiness of a girl, but also the personality and dignity of a man.

Or perhaps, this man has no personality and dignity at all.

For him, the much-anticipated virtual aura and luxurious material life are the pursuit of life.

Even if the price he has to pay for this is to change from a man to a dog.

Maybe the girl understands this too, so she just wants to get back the child in her body.

It's all so bloody, but how many similar things are happening in this world every day?

Here today, gone tomorrow.

These four words are so ironic at this moment.

Xiao Han was a man of his word, and he really gave me a check with his name signed.

I hesitated, didn't answer, but just asked him to write a string of numbers on it.

That's exactly the money for a lottery ticket.

In this way, I can also explain the source of the money to Shen Mo, otherwise, I'm afraid Shen Mo won't accept it at all.

A few days later, when I handed over the passbook to Shen Mo, she jumped and jumped happily, shouting to celebrate, but only ordered a more luxurious takeaway.

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