Chapter Seventy-Five: The Female Ghost Asks for Her Life!

"You used to have a nanny named Xiaolan at home, do you remember?" Yang Xiaoding asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let me think about it, it seems to be there, it's quite beautiful, but I don't go back to live much, and I don't know very well, and then I quit my job when I heard that there was something wrong with her family." Mo Wenya thought for a while, and then remembered.

"That's a reason to fool people on the surface, she's dead."

"What? No, how do you know! Mo Wenya was shocked, and blurted out the words of inquiry.

"Although I don't know how she died, it should have something to do with your stepmother and brother, because her ghost has been haunting Mo Wenqing and absorbing his essence, so Mo Wenqing's health is so bad." Yang Xiaoding gave Mo Wenya a reassuring look and signaled her to calm down.

"Just kidding! I don't believe it's simply impossible. Mo Wenya slapped the table and said categorically.

"I know you don't believe it, you still have to let me say it, but it doesn't matter, you'll naturally understand when the time comes." Yang Xiaoding spread his hands and said that he could only say this.

"Hmph, I will never believe it anyway, in other words, even if there is really a ghost, what does it have to do with Mo Wenqing, I can't tell my dad that your precious son killed someone and was haunted by ghosts! I guess my dad put me in a psychiatric hospital right away. ”

"This, I've thought about it a long time ago, when the time comes, I'll find a way to make the female ghost show up and force Mo Wenqing to interrogate, we just need to record the results and forward them to your dad!"

"Oh, I can't see if you can endure it or not! I even know how to communicate with ghosts! Mo Wenya said easily, but there was a look of doubt in her eyes.

"Yes, you don't give up if you don't go to the Yellow River, I'll finish eating soon, and I'll show my skills tonight, so that you can also see the world."

At this time, the waiter happened to enter the door with the food, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Mo Wenya didn't ask more about this topic, and after the two finished eating, they walked around the street a few times, until there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and the night was dark, and then they took a taxi to the hospital.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the people in the hospital are almost gone, leaving only a few doctors on duty and hospitalized patients.

After the two reported their intentions, a small nurse took them to the intensive care unit on the second floor.

Yang Xiaoding looked inside through the window, Mo Wenqing was lying on the bed sleeping, his face was miserable and white, thin and only bones remained, and he looked terminally ill at first glance.

Mrs. Mo sat next to him, kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, she was such a precious son, she had been carefully taking care of him to grow up, but now she was sick like this, didn't she want her life?

Mo Wenya looked at all this coldly, and snorted softly, it is really self-inflicted, and today's fate is all what you should bear.

Then he resisted Yang Xiaoding's shoulder, and motioned to him with his eyes what to do.

Yang Xiaoding didn't answer her, but took out two rune papers from his pocket.

Throw the soul charm with the eight characters of Nanny Xiaolan's birthday written on it into the room, and then quickly urge the defense talisman paper to paste it on the door frame of the ward, isolating the entire room, and then no matter how loud the noise is inside, how much trouble it makes, I'm afraid no one will notice.

After the soul charm fell into the room, it slowly began to loom the golden light of the debut, winding towards Mo Wenqing's body, and Mo Wenqing writhed on the bed in pain.

Mrs. Mo was startled when she saw it, and while calling for the doctor, she stepped forward to check on Mo Wenqing's condition.

She just got up from the chair and took two steps, reaching out to help Mo Wenqing, but what happened next made her hand freeze in mid-air.

A female ghost with a hideous face crawled out of Mo Wenqing's body, and this scene frightened Mrs. Mo to tremble, but she couldn't say a word.

She never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods before, people are dead when they die, if there are really ghosts, the world will not be chaotic long ago, so she dares to attack Mo Wensheng and Xiaolan ruthlessly.

But what is the situation now, is there a hallucination? Although the female ghost had a strange face, she could still vaguely see that it was the nanny Xiaolan, but hadn't that woman been killed and thrown into the river? How could it be here, Mrs. Mo pinched her thigh hard, and the sharp pain came, but the scene in front of her remained unchanged.

That's really a female ghost!

"Mom!"

Mrs. Mo let out a scream, ignoring her son, turned around and ran towards the door, but she kept twisting the lock, but the door showed no sign of opening.

She banged desperately on the door, shouting for help, but until she was hoarse, no one paid attention to her.

Mrs. Mo was completely disappointed at this time, squeezed her trembling body into the corner, and looked at Xiaolan, the nanny who had been completely separated from Mo Wenqing and was sitting at the head of the bed sneering at her at this time.

"Xiaolan, I know that you died unjustly, I'm sorry, but people can't be resurrected after death, you better go to reincarnation earlier, I will definitely burn more paper money for you."

The ghost Xiaolan actually giggled after hearing this, but how the laughter sounded so permeating.

"I'm dying young? If it weren't for your mother and son who bullied me, how could I have died so miserably, I stayed here to take revenge, today, I must pay for your blood debts! Tell me how you murdered me in the first place! A deep, hoarse voice sounded, as if squeezed out of his throat.

And Mrs. Mo was already frightened, so she knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing to the nanny Xiaolan, and confessed her mistakes while intermittently telling what had happened.

It turned out that Mrs. Mo bumped into Mo Wenqing and the nanny Xiaolan Huan that day, and she was very angry, insisting that it was this little slut who seduced her son, so she tricked Xiaolan into an abandoned house in the suburbs, and ordered a few bodyguards to dispose of her and turn around and leave.

Those people were not regular bodyguards but gangsters, and they were ruthless and vicious, and after they toyed with Xiaolan, they tortured and killed them to death, chopping the body into several pieces and putting them in the suitcases prepared in advance and throwing them into the remote river.

After saying all this, Mrs. Mo didn't even dare to raise her head, and kowtowed vigorously to beg for mercy.

"You don't do more than this one bad thing, tell it all honestly, otherwise I will never spare you!" Xiaolan's two empty eyes stared directly at Mrs. Mo.

The huge sense of oppression and cold breath crushed the last rational straw in Mrs. Mo's heart, and her mind was now a piece of mush, and she quickly explained everything clearly.