"When did you come? Why didn't I see you? Nan Zhao asked suspiciously.

Shen Ru didn't look at her, and after carefully looking at the old woman under the eaves, he turned back to her and said, "Open your hand!" ”

"Open your hands?" Before Nan Zhao could react, the other party had already spread her hand away, and bit his finger, dotting the blood on her palm.

"It's ......"

"Don't ask!" Shen Rugu closed her hand, and then led her towards the old woman.

When the old woman saw her approaching, the old face that was smiling kindly just now suddenly became indifferent and said, "Wan'er should thank you!" ”

"Thank me?" Nan Zhao didn't know why.

"I've waited fifteen years to get to this day, thanks to you!"

After the old woman finished speaking, Nan Zhao realized that something was wrong with the other party, obviously an old mother-in-law, why did her voice sound like a girl, and her movements were not as slow as the old man.

"And what are you doing here?" Nan Zhao asked her.

The old woman did not answer.

At this time, she seemed to hear someone calling her.

"Young lady!"

Looking again, Nan Zhao found himself lying in the courtyard, Nian Po was holding her, and Yang Sanfu and the lame Daxian were looking at her suspiciously.

She asked Nian Po: "Where did Shen Ru go?" ”

Nian Po replied softly: "The eldest young master is not here!" ”

"He's not here?" But she saw him just now, she saw it so really, she even remembered the temperature at which he was holding her hand, how could she not be anymore?

"Now that the man is awake, let's go in!" Yang Sanfu proposed.

Nian Po helped Nanzhao get up from the ground, and several people walked towards Mrs. Yang's room.

The thugs of the Yang family didn't dare to go in, but the lame woman pushed the door open, and then a smell of corpses came to the nostrils.

If I am not mistaken, Mrs. Yang died last night, this winter, the body should not be so badly decomposed, it seems that there is indeed something wrong with the death of this old lady.

It was so dark in the room that the lame woman lit a candle and went to the bed.

Nian Po also took Nan Zhao to the nearest place, and saw the corpse of an old woman in gray and blue clothes lying on the couch.

Nan Zhao, like all those who have seen this corpse, is furious in his heart, the face of the corpse is not only hideous, but the skin of the whole body has turned black, this is definitely not what it should be.

"Nian Po......" She shook Nian Po's arm and whispered, "I've seen her!" ”

Isn't it the old woman who beckoned to her just now and called herself Wan'er.

The lame lady on the opposite side changed her face and said categorically: "Of course you have seen her, people are killed by you, if it weren't for you, she would have lived a long life, and she could enjoy several years of family fun!" ”

Nan Zhao was dumbfounded, and she thought to herself: Now that the corpse has been seen, it is indeed strange to die, is it really killed by me?

Am I really the evil thing they say they are hurting against?

At this time, Yang Sanfu cried heartbreakingly, "My mother, you died so miserably, and now I have brought the evil obstacles that harmed you to you......"

Nian Po interrupted him and asked Nan Zhao: "Young lady, you just said that you have met Old Madam Yang, what did she say to you?" ”

Yang Sanfu immediately stopped crying and mourning, but came to listen to what this evil obstacle had to say.

Nan Zhao swallowed his saliva and replied weakly: "She said she wanted to thank me!" ”

"You killed my mother, thank you for killing her?" The other party almost jumped up, and he couldn't wait to tear her apart now!

Nan Zhao subconsciously took two steps back, and felt that it was a bit ridiculous for him to say what he saw in the hallucination.

The lame lady added fuel to the fire and said: "I can see at a glance that this girl is full of evil spirits, as soon as ordinary people get close to her, they will die, Mrs. Yang is old, where can she withstand the evil qi on her body, this is not, people are dead, and they can't be sent away, and now even the little son of the Yang family is almost gone, if you don't burn this woman to death quickly, there will be more and more innocent people who die on her evil spirit!" ”

"No hurry!" Nian Po said solemnly.

"Don't worry, it's not your family who died, of course you're not in a hurry!" Yang Sanfu became excited, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to come up and fight with Nan Zhao.

Nian Po desperately blocked in front of Nan Zhao, pulling on both sides.

"Get up!" Nan Zhao shouted.

In the chaos, no one paid attention to what she said.

She was in a hurry, and repeated sharply in her voice: "Sit up!" ”

The lame lady realized what she said, and looked at the bed behind her with a frightened face, and saw the body of Mrs. Yang, who was obviously lying flat, was sitting vertically on the couch at this moment!