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The shuttle bus in the ancient town has been collected, and Wen Qiaoqiao added money online to call a taxi.

In the taxi, Wen Qiaoqiao began to tell Sang Luo about her husband's recent strange behavior.

"The first time I found out that something was wrong with my husband was the day before yesterday. I went to the hospital to find out that I was pregnant, and I told my husband about my pregnancy, but there was no trace of joy on his face. “

When Wen Qiaoqiao said this, her head hung down slightly, trying to hide the sadness and loss in her eyes.

After about three or four seconds, she continued:

"Actually, before my husband met me, he had a girlfriend who loved each other very much, and they were both from the archaeology department.

But once when they went to the mountains to inspect the ancient tombs together, the girl accidentally fell into the cliff and died.

When I saw that my husband was not happy to learn that I was pregnant, I thought it was because he hadn't forgotten the woman, so I had a big fight with him.

The more we quarreled, the worse it became, and I don't know if it was due to the influence of progesterone, but my temper has been particularly irritable and unstable these days.

He tore up and threw away the photos with his ex-girlfriend that he treasured in his study, as well as archaeological record manuals, and various love letters and diaries.

My husband got angry with me and asked me why I couldn't get along with a dead man, and said that the girl hadn't even found the body, and that this was the last thought, so he wouldn't leave it.

That night, my husband didn't sleep with me, he took the restored clay doll and went to sleep alone in the study.

It was that night that I dreamed of a woman who asked me why I had burned her things.

The next day, when I woke up, my eyes were open, and there was human blood on the wall at the head of my bedroom bed!

I don't know where the blood came from, but it ended up on the wall of my house for no apparent reason.

In the evening, when my husband came back from work, I wanted to have a good chat with him. But he didn't want to talk to me at all, so he took the clay doll and went into the bedroom by himself.

I didn't know what he was doing, so I leaned on the door and listened. There were voices of conversation in the room, one of which was his, and another was of a strange female voice.

I couldn't hear what the woman was saying.

I just vaguely heard him saying, 'I'm going to have to get rid of her tonight.'" “

After listening to Wen Qiaoqiao's swiftness, Sang Luo guessed: "So you think that clay doll is actually your husband's ex-girlfriend who came back possessed?" “

Wen Qiaoqiao nodded in affirmation.

It took an hour and a half to arrive at Wen Qiaoqiao's house.

Wen Qiaoqiao is an ordinary working-class person, and the house she lives in now is a down payment made by both parents of the young couple.

The house is in the south of Rongcheng, and it is a small two-bedroom apartment, just enough for two newlyweds to live.

When the elevator reached the thirty-second floor, Wen Qiaoqiao walked out of the elevator, and Sang Luo also walked out with him.

Wen Qiaoqiao stopped in front of the door of 3201, stretched out his right thumb to verify the fingerprint, the fingerprint lock clanged, and the door opened.

The light in the living room was not on, but there was some faint light in the room where I went straight to the left light.

After Wen Qiaoqiao opened the door, he didn't walk in directly, but hid to the side in fear, "Master... You're in the first place, you don't have to change your shoes. ”

When Sang Luo heard this, he stepped into the room.

The smell of food filled the room, and although Sang had just had dinner before he descended the mountain, his stomach still rumbled after a long journey.

As soon as he walked to the restaurant, a figure suddenly appeared in the hallway.

Smack-

The lights in the living room were turned on.

A man appeared in front of Sanglu's eyes.

After Jiang Xincheng saw Sang Luo, his face turned grim, "Who are you!" What are you doing at our house! ”

At this time, Wen Qiaoqiao rushed in from outside the door.

"Husband, this is my new friend, who came to the house as a guest."

After Jiang Xincheng saw Wen Qiaoqiao's face, his attitude softened, "Wife, why did you come back?" I've cooked all the food, and I've been waiting for you all night. ”

Jiang Xincheng pointed to the food on the table, "Look, it's all what you like to eat." ”

Wen Qiaoqiao looked at the food on the table, and a thought flashed in her heart, this food must be poisonous, and she can't eat it.