After Ma Kaihua knew what happened, he divorced his wife in a fit of anger, and afterwards he was looking for the lost urn everywhere, but he couldn't find the whole garbage heap. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even so, Ma Kaihua still did not give up, and simply searched through all the scrap yards and garbage dumps in the city, and finally found the urn at a scrap yard, but the ashes inside were missing.

Ma Kaihua continued to bring the box back to his home, replaced the ashes with soil, and continued to ask people to move the spiritual seat and worship it, but the day before the offering, strange things happened one after another.

The tens of thousands of yuan hidden in his cabinet are decreasing every day, and he has never taken it himself, as long as the money in it is less, there will be more coins in the bedroom cabinet when he jumps, and the mobile phone keeps sending transfer messages, and the money is transferred to the name of a person surnamed He again and again.

Ma Kaihua felt very strange, so he went to the bank to check, and the reply given by the bank was transferred by himself, but Ma Kaihua remembered clearly that he had not transferred a penny to this surnamed He, and the money disappeared inexplicably.

At night, Ma Kaihua suddenly walked into the bedroom of Crane Yijump, and found that he was cold and cold, like a corpse lying on the bed, but there was still breathing and heartbeat, Ma Kaihua knelt in front of the bed and said to Crane Yijump: "Godson, I really didn't do the urn thing, your godfather I have worked hard to find it, although I found it, but I don't know why the ashes inside are missing." ”

On the night after saying this, Ma Kaihua dreamed again in his dream that this little boy in silver-white armor was lying next to two female corpses, and he saw with his own eyes that the little boy burned the two female corpses next to him alive, put them in a box, walked up to him and stuffed the box to him.

The next day, when Ma Kaihua got up from the bed, he found himself holding the box that the little boy had given him in his dream with both hands, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, and the box emitted a very disgusting smell, like a stinky corpse.

Ma Kaihua hurriedly took out his mobile phone again and dialed the phone number of the Taoist priest before, but this time no matter how he called, he couldn't get through, and he kept prompting that he was not in the service area, but he glanced at the signal of his mobile phone, and the signal grid was full, and there was no arrears.

At this time, there was a sudden knock outside the door, and the knocking sound was very weird, like the sound of dripping water, knock! Boom! Boom!

When Ma Kaihua heard the voice, he was immediately frightened and got into the quilt, trembling all over, sweat almost penetrated the entire sheets, and unconsciously a hazy smell of blood enveloped the entire room.

Boom! With a bang, the door of the house was pushed open by a very strange force outside, and there was a very peculiar footstep sound on the ground, ticking, ticking, like a vein of flowing spring water, approaching the door of the bedroom where the horse blossomed step by step.

"Come with me!" Outside the door came the voice of a vicissitudes of life.

"Who are you, don't come in." Ma Kaihua hid in the quilt, tears falling down, and kept crying for help.

"Come on! Come with me. ”

"I'm not leaving, I can't go, my godson is sick, and there is no one to take care of him when he leaves."

"Hahaha...... Your godson is sick, your godson has been dead for more than a year. The woman's sneer was very eerie and chilling, and no one knew who this woman was.

After Ma Kaihua heard the voice, he slowly lifted the quilt and saw a woman with a disheveled hair standing in front of the bed, her hair was very long, very strange, wearing a white cheongsam, and a golden bell tied to her wrist.

"Who are you?" Ma Kaihua suddenly asked.

Without saying a word, the woman reached out and dragged the horse blossom, took him to the little boy's bedroom, lifted the quilt on his bed, and found that the one lying on the bed was no longer the original little boy, but a pile of rotten white bones.

Ma Kaihua couldn't believe his eyes, because he remembered clearly, the person who was lying on the bed yesterday was obviously a little boy, and how suddenly he turned into a pile of white bones.

Turning his head, he asked the woman in front of him, "What the hell is going on?" How did he suddenly turn into a pile of bones? ”

The woman ignored his words, and only stretched out her hand and pointed to the ground near him, and Ma Kaihua turned around to look, and found that not far from the head of the bed, there was a very familiar figure, and that was himself.

Soon after, after receiving a report from a nearby city, they found that there was a smell of corpses in Ma Kaihua's house, and the police rushed into his house to take a look, and found a middle-aged man in the bedroom lying in a pool of blood, and there was a white skeleton on the bed, and the deceased was a middle-aged man and a little boy.

He spent all his life savings in the hospital, and he once knelt on his knees and begged the doctor for a few more days, but was ruthlessly rejected each time. He once fantasized that he was a rich man, who did not worry about food and clothing, and was carefree. He once fantasized that he had adopted an orphan in the hope that he would get a happy life.

One day, a middle-aged man was drinking in his room again, and suddenly saw a little boy appear in front of him and asked, "Are you my father?" ”

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On this day, the moonlight was red, and the bright moonlight shone on the devastated building, and in one of the rooms on the floor, there lived an old mother who was more than half a hundred years old.

"Is it He Ziwei's family?"

"Yes, which one are you?"

"He was unfortunately killed in the bar, and his body has been taken to the hospital, please come and cooperate with the investigation."

Boom! With a bang, the earpiece in the old mother's hand was thrown into the air, and the telephone line hung with the earpiece and there was a voice of asking: "Hey?" Feed? Can you hear me? ”

Hearing such unfortunate news, the old mother, who was physically exhausted, fell to the ground at once, stared at the small schoolbag on the stool with tears in her eyes, and fainted to the ground after a while.

When she woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the night, and she immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed her husband's phone, but there was always a greeting on the other side to turn off the phone, and no matter how she called, she couldn't get through.

At this time, there was a sudden bang at the door! Boom! Boom! There was a knock on the door, and there was a little boy's voice outside the door, "Mom, I'm back." ”

Not long ago, the news of his son's death just came on the phone, and at this time, his son suddenly stood at the gate, and the old mother, who had been feudal and superstitious since childhood, thought that her son was looking for her life after his death.

On the one hand, the news of her son's death came on the phone, and on the other hand, her son was standing outside the door and knocking on the door, which made the old mother feel extremely frightened in her heart.

Frightened, the old mother hid in the corner of the bed, and kept reading: "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Bodhisattva bless the spirit." ”

I only heard the knock at the door getting louder and louder, a gust of wind blew through the curtains, and the cold air spread to the entire living room, boom! With a bang, the door was pushed open by a strange force outside.

There was a very heavy footstep outside the door, and when she walked in front of the old mother, she suddenly had a pair of cold hands, patted the old mother's shoulder, and asked, "Mom, what are you hiding under the bed?" ”

When the old mother heard the voice, she felt that it was normal, and the voice was the voice of a lively and cute little boy, so she raised her head and slowly opened her eyes to look in front of her.

I found that there was a little boy standing straight in front of him, covered in blood, standing motionless and stiff in place.

"Where did you go crazy? Do you know that there is danger outside, and you are not allowed to go out in the future, do you hear? The old mother noticed that her son did not seem to be fine, and began to teach him a lesson.

I saw the little boy stretch out his stiff wrist, point to the table in the living room, and ask; "Mom, I want to watch TV."

As soon as the words fell, the old mother suddenly reported that the little boy suddenly cried and said, "The TV is gone, and my mother will buy you one in the future." ”

At the same time, four or five thugs rushed in outside the door, each dressed in a fashionable fashion, and one of them was wearing a black vest, walking in the front, still holding a metal lighter in his hand, and yelling: "Move me!" ”

"Who are you?" The old mother saw the stranger who suddenly rushed in and asked.

The man in black suddenly made a gesture, motioned for them to stop first, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, walked up and asked, "Your husband, but He Jian." ”

When the old mother heard this, she nodded slightly, and the man in black took out a note from his pocket, stuffed it into the old mother's hand, and said, "Take a look at it yourself, if you give me the money now, I will leave immediately, and put everything back for you." ”

The old mother took the note, punched in and looked at it, it was written that her husband had lost more than 30,000 yuan in gambling, and there was a handprint pressed by her husband.

Seeing the expression on the old mother's face, the man in black glanced at her, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said, "Then I'm sorry." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five young people began to rush into the living room, turning things around, taking away valuable things together, rusty iron pots, rotten wooden tables, and even black bamboo chopsticks......

When the old mother saw this, she immediately snatched a pair of chopsticks from a young man and said, "This is worthless for eating, so don't take it." ”

The young man glared at her fiercely, put on an expression that I would kill you if I you, and scolded: "I want it if it's worthless." ”

At this moment, however, the little boy stood stiffly and motionless, and a young man crossed between his bodies, and no one in the living room saw the little boy except the old mother.

There was a bleak sneer in the living room for a moment, the sound was particularly bleak, and the four walls of the room were covered with bright red blood, and a fishy smell once again enveloped the entire building.

All the young people present were so frightened that they quickly fled the room, rushed out of the corridor, and the screams continued to spread out towards the building, although there were many pedestrians on the side of the road, none of them could hear the sound coming from the building.

The corridor kept flowing bright red blood, staining the entire ladder mouth, and the miserable sneer continued to spread outward, and the old mother was the only one in the room.

The old mother looked back at her son and found that he had disappeared from view, but there was a little girl about seven or eight years old standing at the door, wearing a blue dress, looking at the old mother with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The old mother glanced at the little girl and found that the little girl was very familiar, not only familiar, but also had a complete sense of kinship, and looked up at a family photo on the wall, and the little girl in it was the little girl standing at the door.

The old mother's tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously, and she rushed forward to hug the little girl in front of her and kept crying, thinking straight in her mouth: "Mom misses you so much, where have you gone, I haven't seen you for a few years." ”

The little girl gently stretched out her delicate little finger, pointed to her little lips, smiled slightly, and looked at the old mother with a kind look, but she never spoke, only saw her holding the old mother's hand, step by step towards the direction of the balcony.

Thump! With a bang, the ground on the street was instantly stained with blood, and an old mother lay on the sidewalk in a pool of blood, the last tears flowing from her eyes.

The soul of the little girl, always with her mother, lives forever in her heart.

Things go back to three years ago, three years ago, there was an ordinary family with four people in the family, among them there was a little boy, he had a father, a mother, and finally he had a lively and cheerful sister.

His sister has a very quiet name, He Xunyan, and on this day, she went to play alone in a factory that looked like an abandoned factory, and there was no one in it except for some discarded building materials.

There was a clear stream next to the factory, and she never entered the factory except for playing in the water by the river, but the weather suddenly became cloudy, and it rained in an instant, and the heavy rain penetrated the little girl's dress, so she had to hide in this factory in a hurry to avoid the rain.

The little girl hid in the heavy rain in this factory for a long, long time, but the rain kept falling and did not stop, and the little girl began to entertain herself alone, playing hide and seek with herself in this factory.

There was an abandoned wooden table in the middle of the factory, and there were several stools next to the table, and there was a discarded candle on the table, and a red turban on top of the candle, and a rag doll next to the turban.

When the little girl saw it, she was very curious, so she put the red headscarf on her head and played a game of hide and seek with herself.

After a while, her little hands suddenly touched something cold, but the little girl with a red bandana on her head was pitch black and couldn't see anything.

(To be continued)