looked coldly at the rather beautiful oily noodles in front of him, and a wave of hatred went straight to the heavenly spirit cover for no reason.

Disgusting! It's disgusting!

Qin Xueying stood up, picked up the oil and poured the noodles, and threw it into the trash can as if venting.

When Chu Qian came back from shopping, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Qin Xueying in the living room who looked like a nobody.

In the same state as when Chu Qian went out, Qin Xueying was still sitting there quietly writing the title, and as for the oily noodles on the table, there was no news.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and only felt that it was good for her to eat it, as long as she ate it, it meant that there was still room for maneuver.

Without disturbing Qin Xueying, Chu Qian walked into the kitchen by herself and began to prepare the tribute for Old Man Qin's first seven.

Just when she was about to throw the vegetable stalks into the trash, she saw the bowl of oily noodles that had been heroically sacrificed.

"Alas, it's a long way to go!" Chu Qian sighed faintly.

Chu Qian didn't cook those offered meals according to the rules of the first seven, but just made a few home-cooked dishes that Old Man Qin liked to eat according to his memory.

As the tributes with all the colors and flavors were on the table, Qin Xueying, who was doing her homework on the side, finally had a trace of fluctuation in her heart.

However, this fluctuation was quickly extinguished.

When night fell, everything was silent, and the living room of the Qin family's villa was brightly lit.

Qin Xueying sat upright in the place where she was doing her homework as always, she had been writing for a full day at the moment, as if only by constantly brushing the questions could she calm her sad and angry heart.

Chu Qian was lying on her side on the chaise longituna, holding her eyelids in full swing, staring at Qin Xueying on the seat.

Chu Qian felt that she couldn't sleep, because what was in front of her was the most vicious existence in that bloody novel, and if she wiped her neck in a daze, it would be too bloody.

Maybe it was the hustle and bustle of the night wind, maybe it was Qin Xueying's evil and crazy expression that was too penetrating with a sharp knife and smiling, and Chu Qian, who felt infinitely sleepy, shuddered for no reason.

"What, the wind is quite cool at night, I'll go down and close the window." Chu Qian rubbed her eyes and walked towards the window not far away.

At the moment when Chu Qian's hand was on the window handle, the cold voice exploded in her ears in vain.

"What's the matter, maybe my dad is back?"

Rumble!

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and the purple-red light tore through the night, bringing a cool cold wind to the window, making Chu Qian's hair, who was already afraid of death, stand on end!

Wait a minute! What did I just see? The evil and crazy Qin Xueying who is smiling with a sharp knife?

Douda's cold sweat swept across Chu Qian's cheeks, and fear made her hand holding the window handle tremble like a pepper automatic screening machine, she wanted to turn back, she wanted to look back to see if Qin Xueying was standing behind her with a sharp knife in her hand at this moment! But she didn't dare to look back, because she was afraid that she would really see Qin Xue standing behind her with a sharp knife in her hand at the moment!

She trembled and looked behind her cautiously!

As Chu Qian turned around, the originally bright fluorescent lamp in the living room began to flicker weirdly, and it is worth mentioning that the frequency of the fluorescent lamp flickering became more and more intense with the angle of Chu Qian's head!

No, it won't! No, it won't! No matter how bloody a novel is, it can't be so bloody that it turns romance into a supernatural!

Suppressing the fear in her heart, Chu Qian, who believes in materialism, directly skipped the iron law that the protagonist in the supernatural text will only turn back little by little, and turned around with a jump step!

Chu Qian's eyes frantically scanned the strangely lit living room, looking for the figure that made her heart tremble, but in the living room at this moment, how could there be Qin Xueying's figure buried in the question!?

Where did she go?

Where can she go with just a window closed!?

Chu Qian, who was shocked by the scene in front of her, gasped heavily, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Xing Ye's soul night was filmed to deceive children, how can there be an old-fashioned TV that can run without electricity in this world, and how can there be a scary child standing at the door with a sharp knife! It's all a lie, it's all a lie! ”

Just when Chu Qian was frantically comforting herself, the plasma TV in the living room suddenly flashed black and white snowflakes, almost the moment the snowflakes flickered, and the fluorescent lights of the entire villa completely struck!

"Ahhh

Chu Qian screamed in horror and ran towards the gate of the villa like crazy, shaking the doorknob of the gate to a creak!

"No, it won't! No, it won't! TVs don't chase people! ”

Just like the power of words in fantasy novels, as soon as Chu Qian's words fell, the screeching sound of the TV cabinet rubbing on the ground sounded behind her!

"Chu Qian, I'm so unwilling to die!"

The old and dry voice exploded behind Chu Qian, and the fear from the unknown directly made Chu Qian's eyes lose their highlights, and he was dying, the blood text of the boss was really written as a supernatural text by the author who was mad!

Author, why don't you die, have you considered the feelings of my cannon fodder stepmother when you write this!

"Chu Qian, I'm so unwilling"

"I'm so unwilling"

"I'm not reconciled"

The sound of the TV cabinet torturing the floor is getting closer and closer, and the voice of the old man Qin is getting closer and closer, Chu Qian feels that she is going crazy, in addition to being able to travel through this world, there are really ghosts in her mother!

"Don't, don't, you don't come here...... Woowoo...... It's not me who hurt you, don't look for me, I have already returned all my property to your daughter, don't take me, I was wrong before, please, let me go......" Chu Qian's voice burst into tears, and her trembling voice was full of incomparable piety and remorse.

"Did you really return all your possessions?"

"It's really all returned, and I have more than 200 yuan left on me to buy vegetables for your old man to eat. I'm really wrong, Lao Qin, just let me go......"

"I know that you were kind to me when you were alive, I used to do something, but I promise that I will never be a demon in the future, I will never step into the Qin family, I will definitely return everything to your daughter, I will not ask for a penny from your Qin family, if I lie, I will thunder and ......"

"Really?!" Qin Xueying's cold voice sounded.

The striking fluorescent lamps also returned to normal at this moment.

The sudden bright light pierced Chu Qian's eyelids, she lifted her eyelids slightly, and saw the thin figure who pushed the TV cabinet out of half of the living room.

After all, there are no ghosts in the world, and materialism is still an unshakable truth.

Chu Qian was shocked, and her heart, which had experienced strong winds and waves, was still beating in her chest.

Qin Xueying condescendingly looked at the woman who was scared by herself and collapsed on the ground, she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, and as soon as her little hand was raised, the voice recorder in her hand sounded Chu Qian's heartfelt confession.

"I know that you were kind to me when you were alive, and I used to do something, but I promise that I will never be a demon in the future, never step into the Qin family, and absolutely return everything to your daughter, I will not ask for a penny from your Qin family, if I lie, I will thunder."