"Oops! Little sir, I can be regarded as finding you! My little treasure is really evil! ”

Jin Xiaojie's expression was extremely anxious.

I told her not to rush.

"Ms. Jin, speak slowly!"

This time I can learn to be more shrewd, and I don't care if the hot-tempered woman is called Miss, lest I be waved two big ears again.

Jin Xiaojie clenched his fists, and his words were incomprehensible, and he didn't understand very clearly.

"My little treasure stood at the head of the bed with a knife last night. Something was wrong with him, he was smiling at me!

Xiaobao stood at the head of my bed all night, and called me a stinky bitch...... He...... He's really evil! ”

Listening to Jin Xiaojie's general description, Xiaobao should have some strange behaviors on his body, but it was not to the extent that it was extremely serious like being ghosted.

Jin Xiaojie's eyes were full of affection, and he stared at me anxiously.

"Little sir, are you free today? Can you come with me?

I don't know why, but a lot of strange things did happen last night! I didn't sleep all night worrying, and my little treasure didn't look right. I'm, of course I can tell! ”

At this time, the longevity shop has not been sorted out, because the situation that Jin Xiaojie said does not sound very serious. I asked Pang Guang to stay in the shop and clean up a little.

I stopped a taxi at the door of the store with Jin Xiaojie alone, and then I struggled to close the umbrella and get into the car.

Jin Xiaojie's family lives in the North Ring Road, which is the most dilapidated area in Dongcheng. It's not far from our longevity shop, just two turns away.

Jin Xiaojie said that he was renting a house, which was a very old and dilapidated three-story red brick building. Most of these dilapidated buildings are made of red bricks and only three stories high, and they are built twenty or thirty years ago.

In the Dongcheng area, most of these old buildings have been demolished and rebuilt and redeveloped. Only a handful of old buildings remain, and most of them are personal property.

I got into a dilemma as soon as I got into a taxi with Jin Xiaojie, who lived on the top floor of the third floor and didn't have an elevator. I was in a wheelchair and I needed to carry a black umbrella, so it was really inconvenient to go upstairs.

It was still the kindness of the master who drove the taxi, and I gave the master 100 yuan for a hitch fee, but fortunately, I was thin enough, and the master carried me upstairs.

On the third floor of this old-fashioned building, there is a long communal corridor with five families on each floor. Room 303 in the middle is the house rented by Jin Xiaojie.

Jin Xiaojie took out the door key and opened the door. I had just entered the house pushing my wheelchair. I saw that this old building was too simple, one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, about 40 square meters, but the whole room was full of sundries, not allowing sunlight, it looked dirty, and the room was also full of unpleasant musty smell.

As soon as I entered the door, there was the bathroom on the right hand side, and I pushed my wheelchair past the bathroom door, only to find that the bathroom door was open.

Jin Xiaojie's son, that is, Xiaobao, who is only five or six years old. He was struggling to tiptoe to the bathroom mirror with a small red maza at his feet, shaved.

Xiaobao is holding an adult electric shaver in his hand, the razor rumbles, and Xiaobao's appearance of cross-legged feet in the mirror is so skillful and weird,

It is really hard for ordinary people to imagine that a little boy of five or six years old has an expression on his face like a capable and calm middle-aged man in his thirties.

He gripped the razor tightly in his right hand, circling it around his chin. His lips were wrapped around his teeth, his chin was slightly raised, and even Xiaobao's pupils and the little expressions revealed were full of vicissitudes.

"Xiaobao!" I let out a tentative scream.

"Guests at home!" Xiaobao replied earnestly, slowly put down the razor in his hand, turned his head, and smiled wickedly at me.

"Sir, did we meet yesterday?" Xiaobao's voice is very immature, and it sounds milky. But his tone, his tone, is obviously a middle-aged man with mature thinking.

"Little ...... Oh...... Mom, isn't it time to cook? ”

Xiaobao slowly walked down the red maza, and he swaggered out of the bathroom with figure-eight steps.

"Since there are guests at home, you should cook more good dishes." Xiaobao's tone and eyes are simply chilling!

Jin Xiaojie stood behind me with some fear, pulling the corners of my clothes with his hands.

"Little Mister...... Xiaobao, Xiaobao he ......"

I calmly turned my head and comforted Jin Xiaojie with my eyes.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal! Ms. Kim, since the child is hungry, go and prepare some food for the child! ”

Jin Xiaojie looked a little worried, but when she heard me say so, she had no choice but to take off her coat, put on her apron, and turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Xiaobao sat on the sofa and watched TV very calmly, he was stilted on Erlang's legs, and his posture was a little old-fashioned. I pushed the wheelchair and came to Xiaobao's side to talk to him!

"Little brother, how old are you?"

"Five...... Year! ”

"What's your last name?"

"The surname is Kim, Kim...... Small...... Treasure ......"

"Ahh You even have your mother's last name! "I feigned surprise." Xiaobao, what about your father? ”

"Follow...... Woman...... Person...... Run...... ......"

Jin Xiaobao's response was indifferent, but I obviously noticed that in the eyes of this five-year-old child, a very fierce murderous aura suddenly emerged.

After a while, Jin Xiaojie prepared a few side dishes. A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of stir-fried meat with garlic, the staple food is gruel. She also poured a glass of pure milk for Xiaobao.

The three of us gathered around the coffee table to eat, Jin Xiaobao skillfully held chopsticks, sandwiched a peanut, and leisurely picked up the transparent glass to drink milk.

He took a sip of milk, then narrowed his eyes and enjoyed smashing his mouth.

"Ahh It's so comfortable! ”

Such an action, such a tone, and Jin Xiaobao's slanted corners of his mouth, and the appearance of a smile when he hangs Erlang, which is faint, but it is a little like Pang Guang.

In fact, such a thing is already obvious. As soon as I entered the old three-story building, I already felt that there was a powerful corpse aura in the house.

On the other hand, five-year-old Jin Xiaobao, all his actions and words now are completely beyond what a five-year-old child can do. Jin Xiaobao's body also has a very strong corpse qi, he should be possessed by corpse qi!

Possession of corpse qi does not mean possession of ghosts, so now, the situation on Jin Xiaobao's body is still relatively easy to heal.

I originally wanted to eat a few bites of breakfast to fill my stomach, and then treat Jin Xiaobao. At this moment, the doorbell of the Jin family's door suddenly rang.