It's a misshapen monster, and I can't help but think of the memories I've received a few times before.

Could it be that this is another ghost that turns into a monster after death?

As I thought about it, I let go of my hand.

The dog existed in this posture and was inconvenient to move. It is also not adapted to such a body, and can only support its upper body, and the part of the body that belongs to the child is still lying on the ground.

"What we just saw, that's not the case." Guo Yujie said.

The big dogs we saw the first two times were ordinary big dogs, and they didn't have such a deformed body.

The big dog whimpered twice, as if he was very aggrieved, and turned his head to look at his body. It can't speak, and it's not as intelligent as a teddy bear, and it only whimperes aggrievedly like this.

Wu Ling checked the big dog's body. The two sections of the body are connected together, and there are no traces of stitches in between, as if they were a complete whole, as they should be.

The only one who can do this kind of thing can be a ghost.

I felt the yin energy on the big dog's body. There is only one kind of yin qi in the body of a big dog. There is only this kind of yin qi in this house.

It made me suspect that there was nothing more than a conspiracy in front of me. Perhaps, Lina, is using this method to lead us into a trap. It could also be some other ghost...... I'm not sure, because Yin Qi can't be faked. There is indeed another ghost here, and we don't know what the relationship between that ghost and Lina is.

Lina can kill the original toy ghost king, and she is on the throne, and there is a ghost if she can't keep it, and now she wants to kill Lina and change the dynasty again.

When I thought about this, a flash of inspiration crossed my mind.

"We should go to Maurice Town, find Lina's grave!" I said.

Lina destroyed the corpse of the ghost king and completely eliminated the ghost king. If we can find Lina's body, we might be able to use the same method to eliminate Lina.

"Not here." Han Yun said suddenly, "Didn't I just say it?" It's a strange space here. Hey, what's going on here? Han Yun asked the dog.

The dog raised his head to look at Han Yun and stuck out his tongue to breathe.

"Big stupid dog, do you understand what I'm talking about?" Han Yun was annoyed.

The big dog looked at Han Yun and then at the crib.

The crib was still bloody, and there were no new visions.

"Here?" Han Yunhu floated above the crib suspiciously, bent down and reached out, and touched the mattress of the crib.

All I could see was an extra layer of blood-colored mist around me, like blood evaporating from the bed.

The child's cry began again.

An apparition appeared in front of my eyes.

I saw the child in the crib, it was a baby, not long after birth. He lay on the bed and cried. The wind chime toy hanging above was dirty and damaged, different from the previous vision.

Soon, someone entered the room and cursed angrily.

It was a girl, not very old.

The first thing that came to my mind was having a child out of wedlock, a teenage mother. But after the girl screamed and cursed, an older woman soon walked in. The woman, who looked thirty years old and looked haggard, picked up the child, patted the child on the back, and coaxed the child.

The girl was still cursing, and it didn't take long for the two to argue.

With a bang, the door of the next room was slammed shut.

There was a roar from downstairs. An older woman was scolding the first two below.

The man's voice interjected, and it was also a roar of reprimand.

This family is noisy and shouting.

I heard the barking of the dog outside the house, and the barking quickly turned into a wail.

The sound is finally over.

The argument ended, and the illusion of the room changed.

I saw the child go back to the crib. There was a foul smell coming from the crib. The child defecated inside, and there were marks on the child's pants and the sheets of the crib.

The girl walked in again, this time with a bag on her back. As soon as she entered, she threw her bag on the top bed and immediately pinched her nose and screamed.

She rushed out, banged on the door next door, yelled a few times, and then turned back.

She stared at the child in the crib in disgust, and when she saw the child wake up from his sleep, smash his mouth, and cry.

The girl's expression was even more annoyed, and her brow furrowed. She turned her head to look for it, and then looked at the crib. She lifted her eyelids and looked at the string of toys hanging from the bed. The girl grabbed the toy, ripped off a small gray-pink pig, and shoved it into the child's mouth.

As soon as my heart jumped, I listened to the child's cry become dull and blocked in my throat.

The child struggled.

The girl also seemed to panic, realizing what she had done. She grabbed her backpack from the bed and rushed out.

The bag she was carrying hung in a picture frame on the wall of the staircase. The girl didn't stop, letting the frame shatter behind her.

The child's face was bruised and he couldn't breathe.

He coughed a few times, turned his head, and the piglet in his mouth was spit out. It's just that the piglet's neck is broken, and a piece of cotton is missing.

The child was still struggling, and the crying had stopped.

It didn't take long for the child to remain motionless and stop breathing.

The smell wafted from the room, and it was a long time before I saw what appeared to be the mother of a child enter the room. She picked up the child with some sluggishness, and after a while, she realized that something was wrong.

Her expression was only surprise, not sadness.

I saw her carrying the baby downstairs.

All I could see seemed to be this room, and I could only stand in this room and look at the rest of the room.

I came to the window and saw the woman in the courtyard. She dug a hole and buried the child in it.

The big dog was lying in the kennel next to him. The kennel was very broken, the food bowl in front of the kennel was dirty, and there was no food in it. The dog was skinny, very different from what I had just seen.

The dog kept an eye on the woman's movements. After the woman was gone, the dog cautiously arrived at the place.

I felt my heart tighten again.

The dog threw the dirt bag aside and poked its head in. It was facing away from the window, and I couldn't see what it was doing, but I felt like I could hear the sound of chewing. The dog was gobbling up the child's corpse.

I sensed something and turned my head to look at the window next door.

I saw the back of a young man. The young man turned by the window and returned to the room.

It's the ghost!

Wow wow!

I turned my head and saw that there were more ghosts of children in the crib. He was still crying.

It's not just me who hears it.

Girls, women, and people who had never met each other and who lived downstairs heard it. The young man must have heard the sound as well.

Haunted!

That kid turned into a ghost!

The family panicked. I could hear whispers downstairs. They soon quarreled.

There was movement in the courtyard again.

They went to the courtyard and tried to dig up the child's body.

The woman seems to have forgotten where the body was buried.

They dug up a lot of places, and all they knew was the bloodstained clothes of the children.

It didn't take long for me to see them grab the dog. They hung the dog. The middle-aged man pulled out his leash and whipped the dog hard.

A chubby middle-aged woman returns to the house, and when she comes out again, she has a kitchen knife in her hand.

The man who took the kitchen knife grabbed the dog's head and slashed at the dog's neck with a single sword. Blood poured out.

The dog's whining became faint and faded away.

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