"Wang Shuo and his wife have an accident, everyone has time to help deal with the aftermath."

Gu Changsheng looked at the news sent by the grandmother in the group, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Clicking on the analysis of the case sent by Grandma, Gu Changsheng looked at it.

After the auction ended yesterday, Wang Shuo and his wife were targeted.

Late last night, the gangsters sneaked into Wang Shuo's house and wanted to steal Mu Huandan, but accidentally woke up the husband and wife. After some fighting, he killed Wang Shuo and his wife and walked away.

Together with Song Qinghuan, Gu Changsheng hurried to Wang Shuo's house.

Grandma led the two into the bedroom.

Walking to the wardrobe in the bedroom, Grandma opened the closet door.

A little girl crouched in the corner of the closet, covering her ears and muttering something in her mouth.

"An An! Ann! Grandma called softly.

The little girl didn't react, muttering something in a low voice.

"Hey, it's been like this since I was discovered, I don't know if I'm frightened and won't come out." Grandma's eyes were full of distress, and she explained to Gu Changsheng.

"Director Wang! Check it out here! There was a shout in the distance, and Grandma walked out of the bedroom.

Gu Changsheng thought about it, squatted down, and laboriously poked his head into the closet, wanting to hear what An An in the closet was saying.

"300 100"

"300 100 plus 1."

"300 100 plus 2."

"300 100 plus 3."

Gu Changsheng retracted his body, frowned tightly, and after thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said tentatively to the little girl.

"I'm hiding~"

Hearing this, the little girl stood up happily.

"Then An An is coming to you!"

Because of squatting all night, the body itself was very bad, and after standing up suddenly, An An fainted.

Gu Changsheng probably knew why the little girl survived.

Last night, I found that my husband and the gangsters were fighting, and Wang Shuo's wife put her well-behaved little daughter in the closet, tricked her into playing hide and seek, and told her that she could only come out when she heard the shouts of hiding.

The well-behaved child waited all night, but he didn't wait for his mother's words.

"Mom hid it."

With a long sigh, Gu Changsheng turned his face sideways and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Song Qinghuan on the side lowered his head and sobbed quietly.

After calming down, Gu Changsheng carefully took An An out and put him on the bed.

Song Qinghuan stepped forward, put his finger on An An's forehead, and examined it carefully.

After a long time, Song Qinghuan put down his hand with an ugly face.

"Qi and blood are weakened, and the situation is very poor. It seems that yesterday's Mu Huandan, Brother Wang Shuo has not fed An An yet. ”

Gu Changsheng was also pale, and his heart was depressed.

Wang Shuo and his wife worked hard to get a glimmer of life for their daughter, but in the end they just made a wedding dress for others.

How sad! And how hateful!

It didn't take long for other people in the group to arrive.

Everyone was busy until late at night, helping Wang Shuo and his wife to take care of the funeral, and An An was taken home by her grandmother to take care of her.

Coming out of Wang Shuo's house, Gu Changsheng took out a lighter, his hands were very cold, and he even shivered a little.

"Click."

Igniting the fire and bowing his head slightly, Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, and the mist swirled in his chest and was slowly spit out.

A few strands of gray like silk fluttered for a while, but when a cold wind came, they suddenly exploded again, and the thread was broken and went away.

Song Qinghuan quietly held his hand.

Feeling the warmth coming from his hands, Gu Changsheng took Song Qinghuan into his arms and rubbed Song Qinghuan's hair.

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Extinguishing the cigarette that had just taken a few puffs in his hand, Gu Changsheng took a deep breath.

"I don't want to do so much, go home early and rest, and we'll go to Grandma tomorrow morning to see An An."

The two of them snuggled up and walked home, their shadows stretched long by the street lamp.

The next morning, Gu Changsheng and Song Qinghuan got up early in the morning, washed up briefly and came to Grandma's shop.

From afar, they saw An An at the door of the store.

An An sat on a very low bench, with her elbows resting on her knees and her hands on her cheeks. The cute little face was full of loss and looked sullen.

"An An, what are you doing at the door?" Song Qinghuan squatted down and touched the little girl's head with distress.

"I'm waiting for my mom and dad to pick me up." The little girl's voice was muffled.

Gu Changsheng only felt a tightness in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Walking into the door of the store as if fleeing, Gu Changsheng asked the grandmother who was rolling out the wonton wrappers in a low voice.

"Grandma, An An doesn't know anything."

"I can't bear to tell her and lie to her that her parents are far away." Grandma sighed.

Gu Changsheng glanced at An An's thin back, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

In the next few days, Gu Changsheng rarely went out and stayed at home to practice.

In a few days, the speed of Gu Changsheng's progress made Song Qinghuan secretly smack his tongue. With the blessing of the Golden Light Technique, his strength was amazing, and Qing Shui Jue became more and more proficient.

Every morning, Gu Changsheng would still go to the breakfast shop with Song Qinghuan and chat with An An.

An An also liked them very much, and when she saw them coming from afar, she shook her arms excitedly to say hello.

The little girl is very well-behaved, seeing that Grandma is too busy, she will help Grandma greet customers in the store every morning.

Within a few days, the customers in the store fell in love with this sensible little girl.

It's just that after being busy every day, An An will still move on his small bench and sit at the door of the store, waiting for his parents.

Wistfully.

What's even more worrying is that An An's health is already very poor, there is no trace of blood on his face, he is getting more and more sleepy, and sometimes he even falls asleep when he sits on a small bench.

He was still muttering, "Dad, Mommy." ”

Song Qinghuan has been contacting his master, wanting to see if the master has any way.

But the master probably arrived in a place where there was no signal, and he couldn't make a phone call, and the messages were like a stone in the sea.

"Qinghuan, let's eat first, and then continue to call after eating." Gu Changsheng said in a low voice.

Sighing and sitting down, Song Qinghuan was very depressed.

"Master doesn't know where he's gone, he's dying."

After eating lunch tastelessly, Song Qinghuan continued to try to contact Master.

And Gu Changsheng went to the living room and sat down, ready to vomit.

I don't know why, Gu Changsheng couldn't calm down today, and the expression of An An sitting on a stool and looking at it always appeared in his mind.

The little girl is so pitiful.

At this time, in the group of "Blind Date and Love Cultivators" who had been silent for several days, Grandma sent a message.

"Recently, the security in Jiangcheng has not been very good, and the murderer of Wang Shuo and his wife has no clues for the time being, everyone should be careful."

No one answered.

Gu Changsheng put down his phone.

After a long time, he scolded softly.

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