Chapter 380: Zhuqing's Death
Zhang Chichi turned sideways and let Yu Mianmian's parents enter the door.
Seeing that the two of them began to look after entering the door, her expression was slightly anxious, she was uneasy, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Wei and Xia Zhihuai, and then quickly caught up with the two and took them to the living room.
Huang Xikong came down from upstairs with Wanwan, looked at Zhang Chichi who was standing aside, and said softly: "Assistant Zhang, please go to the backyard and let Zhuqing come over." β
"By the way, bring a pot of tea to cool off."
Zhang Chichi nodded, she knew that Huang Xikong was powerful, and he was also a ghost with an extremely stable personality, so she went directly to the back to find Zhuqing.
After Zhang Chichi left Huangxi Space, he sat down on a wooden chair, looked at the middle-aged couple with a little gray hair on the sideburns diagonally opposite, and said without hesitation: "My surname is Huang, and the license plate number on your mobile phone is indeed our family." β
"But we don't have a girl named Yu Mianmian in our family, if as expected, Zhuqing should be the person you are looking for."
When Huang Xikong finished the last sentence, he looked at the husband and wife, and his eyes were quite meaningful.
Wanwan was just standing upstairs, and when she saw the couple, she whispered a few words to him.
These few words made him not have a very good impression of the two people in front of him.
"You may think it's strange when I say that, wait for her to come, and see for yourself."
Huang Xikong sat upright, with a rare sense of luxury and oppression, which made the two people who came to look for a girl a little restrained.
Wanwan climbed into another chair and stuffed her fleshy body into a circle chair made of old pear wood, keeping her eyes on the two of them.
Zhu Qing came quickly, carrying a teapot with a blue and white background in his hand, and a stack of cleanly washed teacups in his left hand.
Taking care of the family, Zhuqing now knows everyone's tastes.
Huang Xikong now prefers Lu'an melon slices, and has been using a pot almost every day recently.
Wanwan doesn't love tea, but she doesn't hate it either.
When she sees an adult drinking, she will also drink a glass or two.
And the Lu'an melon slices I bought this time are high-grade tea, which tastes very good, and it is just right for hospitality.
After Zhu Qing entered the door, he didn't look at the two people in the house, but poured tea for Wanwan and Huang Xikong first, and then walked to the two to pour tea.
Before the tea in her hand began to pour, the middle-aged woman sitting on the chair was already covering her face and crying.
Huang Xikong picked up the teacup, blew the tea in the soup unhurriedly, and then exchanged it with Wanwan.
Only what is offered by the living, he can drink it in his mouth, which really makes him a little distressed.
Wanwan had no objection to this, pushed the teacup in his hand in front of him, and whispered, "Here you go." β
She held the Lu'an melon slices that had been dispersed by the yin qi and drank most of them in one go.
β¦β¦
Zhu Qing on the other side was startled by the woman who suddenly cried and the man who had been staring at her closely.
When the middle-aged woman wanted to reach out and grab her wrist, her eyes were quick, and she used a little yin qi to quickly avoid the other party's movements.
When Huang Xikong saw her move, her feet were uncontrollable and had already left the ground.
couldn't help but hold the corner of his forehead and sighed softly.
Zhuqing is still too immature, and he panics when he encounters something.
If it weren't for the fact that the two people in front of her were her parents, and all the attention was on her face, she would have noticed that her feet were hanging in the air.
"Please don't touch me, you two."
Zhu Qing's voice was calm, and after dodging the hands of the two, the yin qi on his body immediately converged.
"Sleepβ"
When Zhu Qing heard the name again, her eyelashes finally moved, and she stared at the two people opposite, but she didn't answer for a long time.
Huang Xikong said loudly: "Sit down and talk." β
"Please calm down, you two, and I'll tell you about her situation."
After saying that, he couldn't help but turn his head.
If the child is quiet, he must be a demon.
Wanwan unconsciously held the cup in her mouth, spit bubbles in the tea, and peeked at the two of them in tears openly.
Huang Xikong gently tapped her head with a landscaping branch in a vase at hand: "Don't gnaw on the cup, put the cup down if you don't drink." β
"Don't spit bubbles with tea, either."
Children are really always doing unexpected things in unexpected places.
Wanwan was knocked, put down the teacup unhappily, leaned back on the chair and shook her feet, and quietly glanced at Zhuqing, who was sitting on the chair without saying a word.
The atmosphere is weird!
She wants to go out and find the dog raised by her grandmother next door, but she doesn't want to miss the show in front of her.
So, the eyeballs kept drilling and looking everywhere.
β¦β¦
Huang Xikong didn't pay attention to her anymore, and he didn't care about Zhang Chichi, who was lying by the window with a curious face.
He pointed at Zhuqing and said, "Zhuqing, she, has lost some memories. β
"About the memories of life."
The middle-aged couple looked inexplicable when they heard this, and they couldn't even take care of the tears in their eyes, and they didn't react for a long time.
"Did my daughter have an accident?"
"I went to the hospital for a check-up......"
Huang Xikong raised his hand to stop them: "The hospital can't check her body, she's dead." β
Yu Mianmian's parents were stunned on the spot, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and turned their heads to look at Zhuqing, who was sitting opposite.
"How is this possible? Who the hell are you? β
"Sleep, go home with Mom and Dadβ"
Zhu Qing stood up directly, left his feet off the ground, and interrupted the excited words of the two with a speech.
"He's not lying, I'm dead."
"And I really don't remember you, I don't even know how I died."
Huang Xikong stopped talking, waiting for Yu Mianmian's parents to digest this shocking news first.
Yu Mianmian's mother looked at her daughter floating in mid-air, and for a moment she was in disbelief, and muttered, "What...... Will it be? β
Huang Xikong put down the cup in his hand and talked to them about the origin of Zhuqing without delay.
"I found her soul in the bamboo forest near Peach Blossom Village, she didn't have any memories of her life at that time, and her soul was already very weak, so I brought her back and asked Wanwan to help use the talisman to nourish her soul, and I accidentally found that she was very good at cooking, so I left her behind, and was usually responsible for cooking for Wanwan."
Yu's mother looked at her daughter who was slowly falling from mid-air, and her hair had changed from fangs and claws to obedient, and said in a low voice: "Sleep her...... She is really good at cooking, I remember what she said before that she made a food anchor on the platform, and there are many people who like the food she makes. β
But she couldn't figure out how good her daughter ...... Why did you suddenly become a female ghost?
How did she die?
Huang Xikong looked at Zhuqing's parents, who seemed to have accepted the current situation, pondered for a moment, and said, "I invite the two of you to enter the door, just for one thing. β
Zhuqing's parents raised their heads in unison and looked at him with puzzled expressions.
Huang Xikong said word by word: "Judging from the true appearance of Zhuqing's soul, she definitely did not die accidentally, but was killed and dumped near Peach Blossom Village. β
"He was even disfigured with a knife."
"I want you to send someone nearby to continue searching for the body, and then call the police to find out who killed her."
"Bring the real killers to justice."