Doomsday housewives: the head of the family does not bow down

Chapter 93 Weird Smiley
Mu Cang bit her lip, trying not to let herself make a sound, she just watched the tall and thin man's long legs being snapped in reverse like chopsticks, she swallowed her breath without even making a scream.

She had never seen such a scene before. She could not see who the murderer was, whether it was a human or a ghost. The atmosphere in the building became even weirder, and the screams and exclamations became less and less...

She heard the sound of the door being hastily closed not far away, and the sound of the door being smashed open by gravity.

That night, the people in the motorcade were no longer distracted by investigating the situation in the funeral home. They seemed to be busy running around.

Mu Cang smelled the fresh smell of blood and damp mold, and her consciousness changed from nervousness to fear, from fear to fear, from fear to restlessness, from restlessness to numbness, and then she didn't know when she fell asleep of.

Until he heard the rustling sound, his whole brain was instantly alert. The moment he opened his eyes, a wet figure had pressed down on him!
"Shh...sister, make room."

Si Mian arched, carefully supported Mu Cang's waist, and moved her a little inside.

Mu Cang's brain hadn't restarted successfully yet, so he blinked his eyes and stared blankly at Si Mian who suddenly came in.

Si Mian is now in a state of distress, like a water ghost, dripping water all over his body, with scratches from a woman's nails on his face, bite marks from a child on his hands, and mud spots all over his body, he is nothing like the usual him .

Mu Cang opened his mouth blankly, wanting to ask something but didn't know where to start.

She looked at her watch and saw that it was already late at night, less than two hours before dawn.

She stretched out a finger and touched Simian's face. It was cold and had no body temperature at all.

Could it be that Si Mian really turned into a water ghost and came back?
"you are still alive?"

Si Mian was taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting this to be the first question Mu Cang asked him.

He grabbed Mu Cang's hand, and pressed it against his chest, "Take a look, the young heart is powerful."

Under Mu Cang's fingertips was the sound of a strong heartbeat. Si Mian was really still alive, but came back in a state of embarrassment.

She breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her voice and asked, "Where have you been?"

Simian felt aggrieved, "Rescuing people, that family is really a grind to death."

"What about them?"

"In the car."

"You found us just like that? Didn't you encounter anything else?"

"Are you talking about the convoy outside?"

Mu Cang nodded.

Si Mian yawned, "The convoy is still there, the lights are bright, and they seem to be looking for something. I didn't disturb them, I sneaked in quietly."

Mu Cang pointed to the sundries outside, which were the sacks he had piled up at the door. The meaning was very clear, how did he find out that this place is so hidden.

Si Mian said honestly: "I saw that the tire at the intersection had blown out, and I thought that my sister thought I was in the funeral home, so I went to the funeral home to look for me. But there are many motorcycles parked in the ping, and my sister is not in the parking shed. I am worried that my sister is in danger. , ready to sneak in to find out the situation. Unexpectedly, when I entered the door, I saw a dead man who folded into an arrow and showed me the way."

"Folded into an arrow?"

"Well, an arrow." Si Mian swung his arms back, forming a 45-degree angle with his armpits, and pointed his head at her, really looking like an arrow.

Mu Cang remembered the bone stubble just now, his face turned pale with fear, and he waved his hands quickly, "I, I'm not that cruel, I didn't do it."

Si Mian asked, "The sign outside isn't you, either?"

Mu Cang thought she was talking about the mark on the pillar of the carport, and nodded, "That mark was left by me."

Si Mian smiled and rubbed her dickhead, "No wonder, as soon as I saw that weird smiling face, I knew it was you or Zai Zai."

"A weird smile?"

Mu Cang remembered that what she drew was a capital letter A, where is there any weird smiling face?

Si Mian pointed to the outside.

Mu Cang crawled two steps, looked in the direction of Si Mian's finger, and there was a puddle of half-frozen blood under the blood that flowed down the stairs.

There was a tiny arrow in front of the blood stain, pointing in the direction of the small space, and at the same time, there was a weird smiling face the size of a walnut, grinning at them.

The fear on Mucang's face was too obvious, and Simian realized that given her temperament, she really didn't have such a bad taste.

He checked the two corpses outside. One had his neck broken by gravity, and his head was standing upright on the corner of the stair railing; the other was forcibly broken into two ends, his femur was shattered, and he died of pain.

Neither of these two people can be killed by the delicate Mu Cang, so there are indeed other people in the building.

And this person is very clear about Mu Cang's hiding place, and he didn't hurt her.

But since he was willing to let Mu Cang and Xiao Zai go, why did he draw a smiley arrow with blood? Who was he directing to discover Mu Cang and Xiao Zai?

Si Mian thought for a while, and it seemed that the other party had been paying attention to them secretly.

"Simian, maybe you are right, there really is a ghost."

Now Mu Cang believes Si Mian's words a little bit.

Si Mian was speechless. He took out a sack and used it as a pillow, and said, "Go to sleep first and wait until dawn. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Mu Cang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Si Mian had already closed his eyes.

The tiredness on his face could not be concealed, his whole body was soaked in mud, and he was able to fall asleep, which showed that he was really tired.

Mu Cang didn't say anything more, she guarded the crack of the door, listening to the two breathing sounds, one light and one heavy, in the cramped space, feeling inexplicably relieved.

The people in the convoy seemed to be waiting for dawn, and they did not break into the funeral home that night.

Mu Cang did not hear any unusual noises.

It wasn't until the sky turned bright that she couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to take a nap, then she fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he heard the sound of chewing like a little mouse. Mu Cang rubbed his eyes and looked back, and found that Si Mian and Xiao Zai were squatting in the corner eating biscuits.

One is hunched over like a shrimp, while the other is holding his head high and looking very comfortable despite his short stature.

"Where did you two get the cookies?"

Xiao Zai pointed at Si Mian.

Simian put another palm-sized sandwich biscuit into Mucang's hand and said, "I am the reward for doing coolies."

Mucang was so hungry that he opened his mouth and took a bite, then asked: "What kind of coolie?"

Si Mian pointed to the outside, "Yesterday's RV brake failed, and it didn't stop until it ran all the way to the ditch. The middle-aged uncle had a heart attack, so I carried him all the way back. This is the reward from that aunt."

He patted the side of his waist, and there was a big bulging bag.

The RV fell into a ditch...

Mu Cang frowned and asked again: "Yesterday you said they were in the car? Which car?"

Simian wolfed down the last bits of biscuit crumbs and said, "Ambulance. Those people can't walk and keep crying. Let them rest in the ambulance first. I'll come to the funeral parlor to find you alone."

The ambulance has been specially reinforced, but it cannot be driven with a blown tire, and it is still very strong as a temporary residence.

Just as Mu Cang breathed a sigh of relief, there was a shrill cry of a woman, mixed with the screams of a child, from the dam outside the gate.

(End of this chapter)