Several transformations on the bald surface.

"What do you see, what does the dead person have to do with my family, everyone knows what he is doing, it's not normal to die."

When I heard him say that about my father, I was instantly annoyed.

Swung his fist and hit it hard.

"You said I could, you said my father, I had to kill you today."

The bald head looked at my posture and stepped back in fright.

"You don't know what your dad does for a living, he must have been targeted by sneakers."

I also wanted to teach the bald man a lesson, but this time he learned to be obedient, and after saying that, he turned around and ran into the house, and soon a group of people came out of the door.

The bald head has long lost the appearance of the nest just now, and looks at me with a stick.

"Xiao Qisan, aren't you very capable! Here you go! Come and hit me!

My eyes were red, and I watched them rush towards me with sticks, and the resentment that had accumulated in my heart today instantly exploded.

Everywhere I couldn't see, a cloud of black gas lingered around me.

"Everybody help me clean up this kid, I'll treat you to a drink."

"I don't know the height of the sky, the dead boy, the feeling of interest is out."

I don't bother to talk to them too much, one person against five people, more or less colorful, but they are not having a good time.

I don't want to die, they don't want to kill them.

I picked up a stick, held it tightly, and swung it down, my eyes completely red and bloodshot.

I knocked one person down, and soon screams echoed through the alley.

"Enough, enough, you're beating people to death."

Xiaoli was frightened by me and hurriedly pulled me away, I came to my senses, and watched the bald heads shrink back in fright, and I stood up.

"You don't say it."

The bald head shrank and spoke, trembling.

"The child is buried."

I was stunned, since it was buried, who is doing the funeral now.

It's just that it has nothing to do with me, it doesn't matter who dies, since it's buried, there's no need to spend it here.

Now the two of them could wait, and hurriedly went to the graveyard.

The child is still young, and the custom here is that the child is too young to enter the ancestral grave, and I saw the child's grave at a glance in the cemetery.

I can't care so much, just throw it with a hoe.

The moment I opened the coffin, I was dumbfounded.

In the dark coffin, a half-old child was lying.

The child's bruised hand was holding a head tightly, and when I looked over, the child suddenly opened his eyes, and the black hole looked at me, which was obviously his head, but didn't my father make it up for him?

My heart was full of questions, and I didn't think much about it, Xiaoli shouted.

"Get out of the way."

Before I could turn my head to look, the child in the coffin jumped up quickly and grabbed my neck.

It's obvious that this is a corpse, and my father's death is inextricably related to him.

The head in the child's arms is back on the neck, and a neat cut in the neck is clearly visible.

I struggled, the child giggled weirdly, grabbed my neck with his hand, no matter how hard I tried, but he couldn't move him a bit.

Xiaoli saw that the situation was not right, and beat it down with a stick.

The child screamed, turned around and threw himself at Xiaoli with a hideous face.

I gasped for breath, and after it was smooth, I didn't have time to check the injury, and I watched the fight between one person and one murderous object, and quickly pounced.

The needles in the hands of our corpse sewers are extremely heavy, and ordinary murderers are no match for this thing at all.

I grabbed the needle and rushed forward quickly.

A needle went straight into the child's Tianling cover, the child was fixed by me, black gas came out along the needle, sprayed my face, I hated not to start, Xiaoli saw the opportunity, took out a bundle of hemp rope stained with black dog blood, and tied the child firmly.

"You plug his head first."

Xiaoli pressed the child and looked at me cautiously.

I shook my head.

"I can't do it without the consent of his family."

There is a taboo for sewing corpses, and they are not allowed to do it without the consent of their families, although my father did not say the specific reason, but it is better to have more than one thing at this juncture.

Xiaoli had no choice but to press the child and go back to the boy's house.

The day was too flamboyant, and we only set off at night.

The moon is very round tonight, everything around seems to be shrouded in layers of white cloth, I walked halfway, my back was slightly cold, I couldn't help but look back, the stone monuments erected behind me, like a black shadow, stared at me, cold sweat flowed down my head, my body became stiff, and I couldn't move my steps for half a minute.

Xiaoli realized that I was wrong and hit me the head.

"Don't look."

I woke up instantly, and knew it was an elephant.

I am a pure yin body, easy to attract sneaky, and just now I sucked the child's yin qi, and the cemetery is even more of a big yin place, the combination of the two is a big murderer, if it wasn't for Xiao Li's timely action, I don't know what I would have become now.

I was afraid for a while, and my steps hurried, and I pressed the child out of the graveyard quickly.

When I got to the main road outside, I got hot on my body.

We went to the house where we had been during the day, and stood at the door and knocked on the door for a long time.

The white lanterns on both sides of the house were blown slowly by the wind, and the candles inside were flickering and extinguishing, glowing with a faint green light.

"Come, come, you can't come during the day in the middle of the night."

As soon as the words fell, the door opened from the inside.

With a dry "creak", a slick head poked out of the door.

The man who opened the door was a man in his forties, and when he saw me and Xiaoli, his brows furrowed.

"You two are over, you don't care about it during the day, just come at night, and want to extort money!"

I pursed my lips a few times, not wanting to talk nonsense, and pulled the child behind me.

The bald man followed my line of sight, was dumbfounded on the spot, and sat down on the ground.

"My mother, it's all buried, what are you doing with him?"

I took the child a step inside, and the man on the ground stepped back with a frightened look on his face.

"I want to know how he died."

The bald man's eyes twinkled.

"I didn't know if I died accidentally."

The bald man is the father of the child, but his attitude is very strange, if his son becomes like this, if he is replaced by someone else, he will already pounce on him, why be scared like this.

The movement outside alarmed the people inside, and soon a woman in a cheongsam walked out.

The woman was sleepy-eyed, stunned for a moment when she saw our appearance, and when she saw the child in my hand, her eyes widened, and she quickly pounced.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, you're not dead!"

The woman cried and screamed, and I was afraid that he would break the rope from the child.

Pull quickly behind her, avoiding her.

The woman threw herself into the air, sat on the ground and looked at the child with tears streaming down her eyes.

"I want to know how the child died."

My patience was almost over, and I couldn't help but repeat what I had just said.

The cheongsam woman was stunned for a moment after hearing my words.

I didn't know what to think, I got up from the ground and hit the man who was scared and quadriplegic.

"It's him, it's him, my good son, who was killed by him."

Xiaoli and I were confused, and my father could still kill the child.