Besides, the rope tied the two, doesn't this just show the relationship between the fox spirit and the door pier? They just stumble on each other, and the vixen restricts their own freedom while restricting the door pier.

Next, the most common methods of suicide in the past are nothing more than two kinds, throwing into a well and hanging, both of which have been realized in the vixen, so can it be understood that the door pier finally managed to kill the vixen?

In the end, the story does not mention the corpse of the fox spirit, but says that a cabbage grew on the ground where it hanged, and the cabbage was dug up and boiled by the father of the door, and he was very afraid, but he still boiled all the cabbage into blood, what is this like? Like a corpse?

So now let's tell this story again, if the story of the deadbolt pier becomes a reality, then this story should be like this.

The biological mother of the bolt pier was replaced by the stepmother, the stepmother was very mean to the bolt pier, and the sisters lacked food and clothing on weekdays. The stepmother was afraid that the matter would be exposed, and she was also afraid of the door pier complaining, so she trapped her at home, but unfortunately she failed. Doorpier was smarter than her, and finally managed to kill her.

When the father returned home, he found that his youngest daughter had been killed at the hands of his wife, and that his eldest daughter had killed his own wife, so he chose to harbor the crime for his daughter.

Han Ling ended the story with a smile that looked ghostly in the light of the blue fire.

The vine wrapped around me tighter and tighter, and I was a little out of breath.

Han Ling laughed softly and continued: "It is said that life is like a play, and sometimes life is more exciting than a play. ”

I quietly paddled the rattan with my fish intestines, but found that to no avail.

"You know what?" Han Ling raised his hand and chuckled, "The stepmother who was killed was Lin Sui's mother. It was her mother who killed my sister. ”

I see.

It turned out that the relationship between Han Ling and Lin Sui was like this. In the sudden realization, I couldn't help but feel unfair for Lin Sui. "What does it have to do with her mother?" Having said that, I already felt a pale powerlessness when I said it.

Yes, in the eyes of the Chinese, it has always been the debt of the father and the son, even if this matter is the fault of Lin Sui's mother, but in the eyes of Han Ling, who is a victim, how can it not have anything to do with Lin Sui?

Han Ling laughed and said, "So when I divined that I would be in danger during my trip to the mine, I exchanged my life with that little slut. ”

I looked at Han Ling, who was laughing wildly but tears were overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and I really didn't know what to say.

In some ways, I sympathize with her, if what she says is true, then she is indeed a very poor child, but even so, from Lin Sui's point of view, I should hate her, after all, Lin Sui is my lover, and she died in my arms in order to save me.

I didn't say anything.

Han Ling smiled and burst into tears, and then said, "Why? Obviously she owes me, but why can she live happier than me, don't you really dislike her? It's not like you don't know her past. ”

I sighed softly.

Han Ling covered his eyes and choked, "Since that's the case, then you go and die, only when you die, I can comfort myself, in fact, I am much happier than her." ”

The vines gradually spread to my face, and it was then that I understood why this girl was so close to me, and I realized that she was really not as kind as I thought she was, and that she did not survive the cruel competition of the mines.

There was a crunch in the intestines.

At this moment, I suddenly used my wrist to cut through the rattans.

I got up and whispered to Han Ling with my fish intestines. "No matter how you say it, you are also Lin Sui's sister, I will let you go this time, but I will not take it as an example." ”

Han Ling looked at me and said, "Are you insulting me?" Until now, you still want me to live with Lin Sui's favor. ”

There was hatred in her eyes, and her voice became fierce, "Impossible! Ma Chenlong, let me tell you, this thing is impossible! ”

As soon as she turned, her figure fell into darkness, and in the moonlight, I saw a huge serpent flicker.

In the end, she only left me with one sentence, "Someone in the organization wants to kill you, this mission, you can do it yourself." ”

In the dark alley, calm finally returned, and I was the only one left at this moment.

I raised my head and exhaled softly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, sure enough, the last thing I can do as a person is to be amorous, if I really thought that Han Ling actually had a good impression of me, then maybe I would have really died here now, in fact, I could also feel her inner struggle just now, on the one hand, she really wanted to kill me, but for some reason I could feel that she really didn't want to do it.

That's why, even though she said it so badly, I wasn't angry.

Standing in the dark, I missed Ma Chengcheng and Lin Sui like never before, but anyway, the task still had to be completed, and I went back the way I came, and went to the house where I was trapped again.

When I stood in front of the door again, I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, until this time I couldn't rely on anyone anymore, and I made up my mind and pushed the door in.

Unlike the last time I saw it clean and tidy, this time, the house was dusty and littered with all kinds of household garbage, and it looked very messy.

Could it be that someone came back during the time I was gone? I'm a little confused.

But soon, my questions were answered.

It turned out that it wasn't someone who came back, but ...... This is not the house now. To be precise, I'm not facing the same room I'm supposed to be in, it's just a replay of a memories-like scene, and the reason I know it all is because I subconsciously kicked the garbage on the ground when I was at the door, and my foot passed over it, it turned out to be just a phantom.

So here's the problem.

When is the replay here?

I looked at the children's room on the right, and for some reason, I always felt that it was very likely to have something to do with the night the child disappeared, so I took a few steps forward and tried to push the door, but I was able to enter directly through the wall.

When I opened the door, I saw two children sleeping on the empty bed, and the moonlight outside the window spilled in, and the sleeping faces of the two children were quiet and beautiful, looking like little angels in the night light as simple and lovely.