Although there were only three children crying, the sound was mixed together and pierced the eardrums. But this time I didn't deliver the goods, and I didn't stop them, so I made them cry, and a group of little broken children learned the selfishness of adults without scaring and scareping.

In addition to the little boy's father, there was also a mushroom-headed girl's aunt.

At this moment, I calmed down and was not impatient, sitting on the chair and drinking tea leisurely. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the child's father. I saw him frowning, pursing his lips and looking at me with blazing eyes.

Even if he didn't say anything, it was not difficult to guess the fear in his heart, just let him struggle with it, this feeling was the most torturous.

I stood up and said, "It's fine." Think about it. After speaking, he went directly into Zhang Xiaomin's room and slammed the door shut.

Mu Li looked up at me: "What's wrong?"

I smiled, "It's fine. It is estimated that the adult confessed, and he was afraid of being responsible, so he didn't let the child say it. But needless to say, I know that they went to the cemetery. ”

Mu Li was puzzled: "Since you know, why do you ask?"

I walked to the side of the bed and lifted Zhang Xiaomin's clothes: "These things still have to be said by the children themselves, they can tell them honestly, and I can ask for details." The corpse spots on the child's body had disappeared, and the chicken blood drawing talisman had scabbed and cracked, turning black.

I gently put down the child's clothes and sorted them out, and said to Mu Li: "Please sprinkle all the big bags of glutinous rice on her in a while, it is best to bury them."

"Doesn't your head show out?" Mu Li asked.

I shook my head, "No. Don't worry, it won't suffocate. ”

Mu Li's brows furrowed slightly: "Su Yi, you are the Zhengyi faction of Longhu Mountain, right?"

I didn't look at her, picked up a wet towel and wiped the blood off the child's head. When the anger is gone, he pays for what he does. Then he responded to the words of hard work: "To be honest, I don't know very well, they said yes, anyway, my master never told me which door and which shot, only knew that it was Zhang Daoling." Maybe it's just casual cultivation, what's wrong? ”

"Oh." There was a bit of loss in Mu Li's voice.

"Do you want to ask me about someone. That person is from the Longhu Mountain faction. It's a pity I'm not. I said lightly.

Mu Li's voice suddenly raised: "You, how do you know?"

I glanced at her. The child's little face had also been wiped clean, and I stopped what I was doing: "You have it written on your face." Speaking of which, I put the towel in my hand into her hand: "I'll trouble you next."

Leaving her stunned, I went straight out of the room.

The moment the door opened, three children and two adults in the living room stood up to look at me.

It's good, the child doesn't cry anymore, it's finally figured out.

I smiled and walked to the seat and sat down, and the boy's father opened his mouth to say something, and I immediately stopped: "Before you confess, I want to say a few words." Sit down first. ”

After listening to my words, the two adults pulled the child to sit down and waited for my next words.

I put my hand on the table and involuntarily beat rhythmically: "You have also seen Zhang Xiaomin's situation, I guess, before I came, you should have heard about this kid's collision with evil." And I also know that the children go to places where the yin qi is heavier. It's a cemetery......"

I paused deliberately when I said this, and glanced at their expressions purposefully, some frightened, some incredulous, so I continued: "So everything you say next, I hope it is the truth, and if I miss a little, I can't guarantee that I will be able to help you escape the catastrophe."

The little boy looked at his father with teary eyes, then at me, and was about to say something, when the short-haired girl jumped out with tears in her voice: "Sister, I said." We went to the cemetery at the back of the village that day, and they said it was better than guts. I was scared, so I ran home......"

Of course, this answer did not surprise me.

"What about the back?" I continued. But this time I turned my attention to another girl.

The girl finally spoke: "When we were about to get to the cemetery, I was so scared that I ran home with the other two girls."

Eight people went, one went when they decided to go, and two more when they were almost there. So there are still five people left, and then go out Zhang Xiaomin and the little boy in front of him, and there are still three.

I asked, "What about the other three?"

At this moment, the faces of the two adults changed. The girl's aunt, who had been silent, lowered her head: "I am hospitalized with a fever." As if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly raised his head: "Zhang Xiaomin had a fever and then ...... before the earliest."

I didn't pick her up, but asked the little boy, "You went?"

He nodded tremblingly.

"What did you do?" I continued.

The boy still glanced at his father before whispering, "We dug the soil and ate the sentences on the plate......"

There was an inexplicable anger that arose, and a slap on the table made a loud "bang", I didn't take into account the people in front of me at all, these few were just children on the left and right, and the voice was stern: "It's just audacious!" Didn't the family teach the dead to be great? How dare you dig a grave! Isn't it too long for a long time? ”

Probably because I looked too fierce, the three children began to cry and howl again. I gouged out my ears, and the boy's father was like a live-action meme, his face fused. Standing up from the chair with a shocked face, probably because the child didn't tell him the truth, so he looked a little excited, grabbing the child's shoulders: "What did you say?" You dug graves?! How did I give birth to this retribution of yours! ”

The child did not expect his father to react in this way, and suddenly lost his voice, forgetting that he was still crying. He just stared at his father with stupid eyes.

His father's head was spinning quickly, and before I could react, he had already walked up to me, and was about to kneel on the ground with his knees bent, but fortunately I was quick and held his body: "What are you doing?"

His father was about to cry: "Girl, save my son, he is still so young......"

I glanced at him, and when he stood up straight, I took a step back, looked helplessly at the three little broken children, and said slowly, "They will be fine." The ghost is eyeing Zhang Xiaomin. As I spoke, I asked the little boy again: "Only Zhang Xiaomin dug the grave, right, you instructed it." Also, only Zhang Xiaomin ate the fruit, right? ”

The child's face covered with tears and snot and nodded.

I turned to his father and said, "Go back and beat up, harder, but not too much." Anyway, if you don't punish it, the ghost will punish it......"