After falling in love with the evil god

Xing Lu glanced at him, nodded without any objection, "I'll ask Fang Wenbai to write the report later, by the way, how is your mother recently?"

Zhou Qi squeezed his hands in his pockets lightly, "I can live for another month with money hanging on."

Xing Lu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.


All that was left in the house was the mess after the corpse was removed, and the landlord had already rushed to the door to make Lin Qiao lose money.

The coagulated blood stuck to the floor, and a corner of the window sill was shattered, and the floor was inevitably left with several scars from the axe.

Lin Qiao promised that the other party would lose money after getting Lin Deshun's deposit tomorrow, so he restrained his temper and turned to leave.

It will take quite a while to clean the living room, Lin Qiao looked at Chu Ji, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said gently and gently, "Can you help me?"

When she smiles, the gray-white world of monsters becomes vivid and interesting, and the spread of colors makes the congealed blood on the floor look like blooming briars, bringing a bit of delight.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Mop the floor and get all the blood out of those cracks."

Lin Qiao turned around and took a mop and a rag and stuffed them into his hands when he wanted to come over again, "You have so many 'hands', don't waste their functions."

In order for him to better understand what housework is, she also called up the cleaning guide from her mobile phone to show him.

Chu Ji was indeed a fast learner. The cracked flesh petals at the tip of the tentacles simulated human fingers, picked up the mop bucket and entered the toilet, and then wiped the mop bucket on the floor at the same time.

One shoveled blood clots and threw them into the trash can, one followed behind mopping the floor, and the other helped change the water for the rag. The whole process was orderly.

There was also one that quietly climbed onto the sofa and wrapped it around Lin Qiao's lap, and she raised her hand in a good mood to squeeze it if she could be lazy.

It's just that Chu Ji's waist went numb, and he turned his head to see that the tentacles sticking out from his lower back were playing with her, and then transferred most of the tactile nerves to that tentacles with a normal face.

Instantly, his happiness was doubled, and he narrowed his eyes comfortably and excitedly, and continued to clean with distracted corners of his lips.

Lin Qiao completely regarded the black and red ferocious tentacles as a moving rope, wrapped her fingertips around and tied a bow.

Not to mention the shape is quite chic and cute.

She glanced casually at Chu Ji, and seeing him turning to look at her, the tips of her ears turned red.

Lin Qiao, who realized that he was playing too much without working, smiled again, and immediately untied the knot, "It won't hurt, will it?"

"It doesn't hurt."

In order to express that it really doesn’t hurt and still likes it, one of the monster’s hands melted and gathered into a pile of wriggling “ropes” on the sofa, with a conniving tone, “You can tie them all into knots if you keep playing.”

A single soft touch is quite cute, but if it turns into a pile, the visual effect will be greatly reduced and it will be a bit suspenseful.

Lin Qiao silently moved his eyes away and withdrew his hands, stood up, "I've had enough rest, I'll help if I get a piece of rag."

Chuji said with a little regret: "Okay."

With His help, the house was quickly cleaned up, and Lin Qiao also received all the inheritance left by his parents the next day. Except for the 2 deposit in Lin Deshun's account, there was only an old scooter left.

She took Chuji to the incineration plant and snatched the corpse from the furnace, "I'll handle it myself."

The police station already knew about the murder case in the slums, so they didn't implicate Lin Qiao in it. They just merged the cases together, pointed all the blame at Zhuang Huai's child, and closed the case with him as the culprit.

After all, Lin Qiao couldn't catch anything, so this result is not surprising.

The corpses of different species were transported away, and the remaining corpses had no citizenship level, so it didn't matter.

Lin Qiao easily returned the two corpses to the car after completing the formalities, "Chuji, my parents have been dead for a while, can you still retrieve the memories from their brains?"

Chuji: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Qiao drove the car to an uninhabited Black Sea beach, turned off the engine, and explained: "Lin Deshun and Zhao Gang know each other, and Zhao Gang seems to be related to a super company. I think there are some strange things that I can't understand clearly. I want to see Look at his memory, tell me all the details after you collect it."

Chuji didn't think it was a problem, but asked again: "Where's your mother?"

Lin Qiao was silent.

"Take a look too."

She used to always ask Luo Jinyu why she was so disgusted and gave birth to her, not just because of the girl, what are those additional factors?She wanted to know in her heart.

Luo Jinyu never told her that she was so disgusted that she didn't even want to mention her memories, she just hated why she changed from a cell to a human and made everything irreparable.

There was a strong wind and waves at the beach, and the black water was surging. Luo Jinyu's body bag was pulled away first, revealing a face beyond recognition.

Chu Ji stretched out a very thin tentacle to penetrate into the shattered brain, and spread out his bony hand to Lin Qiao, "I can let you see it directly."

Lin Qiao looked at the rotten face for a moment, then reached out and put his hand into the monster's porcelain white palm.

There was a slight stabbing pain in the wrist bone, as if a very thin needle had been pierced into a blood vessel. Lin Qiao's eyes suddenly lost focus, his pupils were stained with a layer of deadly gray, and he fell into the vortex of memory.

"The government of Z has raised the tax again. Every year, 25% of the grain production has to be handed over to make up for the shortage. It's really fucking hard to make people live!"

"They don't know that the acid rain is falling like this, the land is getting worse every year, and the sweet potatoes are almost impossible to grow!"

"The price of harvested grain from the agricultural business group has been suppressed again and again, and the dictatorship has not allowed us to sell it alone. Sooner or later we will be driven crazy."

At that time, Lin Deshun was still running his own family farm, with a few acres of land in his hands to make ends meet, and the neighbors around him were doing the same business as him.

But the living environment is getting worse year by year, the agricultural business group is not under the jurisdiction of the Z government, and the chaebols have repeatedly lowered the price of harvested grain in order to earn more money, resulting in constant conflicts in the village and a gloomy cloud.

The farmers living in the cracks can't afford the expenses of fuel vehicles. God knows that the price of oil is ridiculously expensive, so they have to use cheap synthetic lubricants as oil. Even if the cost is reduced in this way, they can't stand being exploited layer by layer.

It was at this time that Luo Jinyu knelt down and prayed to his God, asking for a son who was good at everything and could accomplish great things.

Not only because of her longing, but also because Lin Deshun, as her husband, is patriarchal and dreams of having a son.

Compared with the way out of these farmers, there is no citizenship status, and they can only do the most rubbish work in the city. There is nothing to ask for a girl except for her to be a prostitute to earn enough living expenses. usefulness.

The deformed hierarchical society made Lin Deshun also become extreme. He longed for the stars and the moon, longed for his son to come to him, and was even willing to spend a lot of money to prescribe tonics for Luo Jinyu's body in the face of the already tight situation, hoping that she would not live up to her expectations. The belly gave birth to a son early