I was still full of hope, but hearing Lin Yi's words was like a deflated ball.

I walked very carefully along the way.

But when we walked to Wang Qing's door and listened to the slightest movement in the house, I suddenly felt that Lin Yi was fooling me, so I couldn't help but lower my voice and laughed, "Uncle Lin, won't you be divided into two." It's so unorthodox to scare me like that."

As I spoke, I reached out and wanted to enter the password, which caught Wang Qing off guard.

Who would have thought that Lin Yi stopped me: "No need to lose."

How do I get in without entering the password?

Are you still waiting for Wang Qing to invite us in?

"Let's click" I was just about to finish speaking, the door opened, and Wang Qing stood in the room with a slim smile, "Boss Lin, Miss Ma, hello."

"Ah, this is 17-3? Knocked on the wrong door and our guest was on the 16th floor." I pulled Lin Yi and hurriedly wanted to leave.

"Miss Ma is here, why don't you go in and have a look? Besides, your current employer, Liu Zhengke, is waiting for you inside." Wang Qing said with an unchanged smile.

"There's no need to go in." I was embarrassed to say, "Actually, it's good to talk about something at the door."

Convenient.

Belch...... Easy to escape.

"Let's go inside." Lin Yi, who was standing behind me, suddenly pushed me: "Horse jingle, we can't escape."

Who said we wouldn't turn around and flee now?

I didn't agree with Lin Yi's words, and I stubbornly held the door with my hands and resolutely refused to enter.

The strange thing is that Wang Qing didn't force me, and didn't even urge me, but watched me and Lin Yi do a "tug-of-war" here quite patiently.

There is a problem, there must be a problem.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but peek into the house, but I didn't know it, and I was startled when I saw it.

Because Liu Zheng sat upright on the sofa and watched TV with a weird smile.

But the problem is that the TV is not turned on at all.

"What did you do to Liu Zheng again?" Seeing this, I said angrily.

Does she love Liu Zheng?

She's clearly Black Widow!

"Miss Ma, come in and come in." Wang Qing didn't answer my question, but said with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll close the door."

Threats, she's a blatant threat.

I gritted my teeth in anger, but Lin Yi increased his strength and pushed me directly into the house.

As soon as we entered the house, Wang Qing closed the door again.

It's strange that she also hung a little brass bell on the door, and she wanted to trap us with this little thing?

Is Wang Qing having a wat in her head?

I was puzzled, but I didn't have time to ask.

Lin Yi sat on the chair opposite Liu without saying a word, and I sat next to him when I saw this.

"Tea or coffee?" Wang Qing asked.

At this time, I still drink her things, aren't you afraid that she will poison us directly?

I'm crazy.

But I was about to open my mouth and say, "Don't!"

Who would have thought that Lin Yi's voice would overshadow me: "Drink coffee, refresh yourself and wait for something to do."

"Okay." Wang Qing nodded, turned around and went into the kitchen.

I hurriedly looked at Liu Zheng and shouted, "Mr. Liu, it is us when you wake up. Uncle Lin and I have come to save you."

But Liu Zheng was still smiling and watching TV, and he didn't pay attention to me at all.

Laugh at your sister.

I was speechless, and glanced at Wang Qing still making coffee in the kitchen. I hurriedly lowered my body and leaned over. Who would have thought that as soon as I touched Liu Zheng's hand, a cold air came to my face.

I even suspected that I was not touching human hands, but ice slag.

"Liu Zheng, wake up!" Seeing him in such a situation, I was very anxious and at the same time increased my strength.

Who knows, I just gently pushed Liu Zhengjing and fell directly

on the couch.

This sudden scene startled me, and I immediately stood up: "Uncle Lin, he can't be ......."

"Don't worry, he's not dead." I don't know when Wang Qing came out of the house, and after putting the coffee away, she straightened Liu Zheng's body and said, "If he dies, what if he attends our wedding." And it won't be long before our baby is going to be born, so how can we not have a father."

I followed Wang Qing's words and looked down at her lower abdomen, which was very flat, and I couldn't see the slightest trace of pregnancy.

But I don't think she was lying.

"Well, I really didn't lie, I was just over a month pregnant, and it should have been the first time." Speaking of the child Wang Qing, she reached out and gently stroked her lower abdomen, and said gently, "Speaking of Miss Ma, I should really thank you for my long-cherished wish for many years."

If I didn't know from the mouth of the evil Shura, she once brutally murdered her three children.

I almost believed that she was a loving mother.

"Really? What about the dragon and phoenix fetuses before and your two children later?" I interrupted Wang Qing's performance and said bluntly, "Miss Wang, tell the truth. Although your previous behavior was crazy and cruel, in the final analysis, it can only be regarded as a malicious abortion. It's not a crime, but now Liu is a living person, and so is Lin Yi and me, and you killed all three of us."

"Do you think you can escape the law?"

"Miss Ma, why do you have a mouth when you look so beautiful. I don't like it so much." After Wang Qing finished speaking, I suddenly felt my right hand tighten.

Then the black cloth and embroidery needle hidden in my hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, my left hand, my feet, and even my neck were wrapped tightly around the sudden blackness.

I don't know where this black line came from, and the color is also very strange, not like the black line we usually see, but more importantly, it looks like the line is actually harder than steel.

No matter how hard I struggled, instead of breaking the thread, I bled my hands and feet.

"What the hell are you doing?" I don't believe there is such a hard thread in this world.

"This is not an ordinary silk thread, but a characteristic thread with a layer of tung oil black lacquer brushed on the surface." Lin Yi was also tightly bound by the black line at the moment, but he seemed to have seen the way out, so he didn't struggle.

Tung oil black lacquer?

I was stunned and suddenly reacted: "Is it the kind of tung oil black paint that brushes the coffin?!"

"Miss Ma is really knowledgeable." Wang Qing nodded: "And I'm not an ordinary coffin paint, but the kind of yin coffin that is hundreds of years old. Do you know the coffin?"

"Of course I do." I was very angry and said, "Everything is divided into yin and yang, and the coffin is the same. Generally speaking, a coffin made of yin wood is called a yin coffin, but in fact, there is another way to say it. That is, no one worships and is abandoned. Allowing those mountain animals to trample on man-made coffins is also called a yin coffin. Because such a coffin often breeds resentment because the people in the coffin are not at peace. Over time, the yang coffin will become a yin coffin."

"That's right, I use these kinds of coffins." Wang Qing smiled proudly: "For this reason, I joined several supernatural exploration groups and found several places to find it."