The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 34 34. Round eyes

Wang Cuilan's cell phone was turned over and dropped by the two of them.

He Tongtian moved his neck: "It can be inferred that Liu Ze is not alone. He has other accomplices or subordinates. He is a group of people."

While turning his neck, he caught a glimpse of the red mark on the back of the neck where the agarwood had led to his ears. He pinched it.

The ends of his eyes were slightly raised, a little dazed.

Chen Xiangyin thought thoughtfully: "The person who pretended to claim my grandma's body is also one of them."

He Chongtian hummed and stood up to leave, "If there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

Agarwood stopped him. "Just leaving?"

He opened the door, "Yeah."

"What happened to you today? When you came..."

She didn't care much at first and didn't intend to ask.

But if Liu Ze is dormant nearby and has some means, he should also know He Chongtian.

He Chongtian didn't reply to her.

Letting her see the out-of-control side of herself was already risking trust, and it was impossible to tell her what was going on.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Xiangyin continued: "Last time in the cave, the explosive was aimed at you."

He Chongtian paused and walked away.

The room was empty again, Chen Xiangyin sat on the chair, thinking about the whole thing.

The night Shen Yueying raised her body, after eating the noodles, she pointed to the corner of the wall.

Chen Xiangyin raised his arm and pointed to the corner. There was nothing at that location in the room, but what about outside?

Or does it mean something else?
  I really couldn't figure it out, so I shook my head and decided to go to bed first and think about the problem again after I got some rest.

……

Chen Xiang couldn't sleep soundly, always feeling like someone was watching her from behind.

When she finally fell asleep late at night, she had a dream.

In the dream, Wu Guihua's face was black and blue, her eyes were wide open, and she was strangling her neck, forcing her to marry Li Jingcai.

Resentful eyes, angry voice: "You marry my son! Marry my son!!"

Chen Xiangyin woke up from the nightmare, Wu Guihua's resentful eyes lingered in her mind.

This dream was inexplicable, and she was not very impressed by Li Jingcai.

As for Wu Guihua, I have only met her a few times, and I have the impression that she is a warm-hearted lady.

She was wrapped in an invisible boredom, and she was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

It's this damp and cold feeling again.

It's past five o'clock and it's still dark.

Get up and take a hot shower.

The hot water sprayed from the shower head is very comfortable on the body. Agarwood slowly relaxes the tense heart and is immersed in the warm comfort.

Suddenly, the hairs on Chen Xiang's arms stood up.

It's like someone is watching her!
  Immediately turned back and looked at the bathroom door.

There is a piece of the anti-peeping flower film affixed to the lower corner of the door that has been rolled up, revealing the darkness outside the door.

Behind the small darkness is a bright black round eye!

They immediately disappeared from sight.

Chen Xiangyin shuddered all over, immediately took out the bath towel, put it on, and kicked the door open with a bang.

There was nothing behind the door and it was so quiet that she even suspected that she had seen it wrong.

Somewhat creepy, Chen Xiangyin quickly put on his clothes and continued to look around.

Nothing at all.

Those bright black round eyes are the same as Wu Guihua in the dream.

The same resentment.

……

It's past five o'clock in the morning, and Biluo Ancient Town is especially quiet after it has snowed.

The white snow dazzled in the moonlight, making the abandoned old houses and bottomless alleys even darker.

As soon as Agarwood went out, a biting cold wind mixed with a sour fishy smell hit her face.

It smelled so bad, she looked in the direction where the wind was blowing.

Not far away, there was a huge sycamore tree covered with snow, with a swaying black shadow hanging on the lowered trunk.

Listen carefully, there is a dull rhythmic ticking sound.

It's particularly harsh in the quiet snow.

She approached the sycamore tree.

Looking up, the branches are rugged and spreading, covering the sky and the sun.

There was a dead black cat hanging overhead!
  The fur was sticky and wet, there was no good spot on the body, and the long tail was pierced into the branches.

A drop of blood fell from her eyes and landed on her toes.

Exploded, smudged, and still hot.

Chen Xiang took a step back, feeling frightened.

The cat was bitten to death by something and hung on a tree.

Seeing a dead cat when you go out is not a good sign.

Chen Xiang took a few steps, jumped up, grabbed the cat's tail, and threw it to the snow.

I knelt down and took a closer look, only to find that the cat was not dead yet and was twitching all over.     It's both pitiful and disgusting...

Chen Xiangyin couldn't bear it, and pushed away its messy hair with trembling hands.

Under the large blood stains, there were gnawed wounds.

He couldn't live, his neck had been bitten through by something.

Agarwood took a long breath and condensed into mist.

She took off her silk scarf and wrapped it around the dead cat. She stood up, broke off a branch, inserted it into the soil under the tree, and dug the soil.

Chen Xiangyin's heart was heavy. She didn't do anything, but she had a certain feeling:

The cat also died because of her.

She has always thought of herself as a scourge, and nothing good will happen wherever she goes.

All kinds of evil and terrible things will happen around her, and this is indeed the case.

After burying the dead cat, it was getting a little brighter.

Chen Xiangyin then walked to Wu Guihua's house.

She needed to confirm whether something happened to Wu Guihua.

The person who opened the door was Wu Guihua's wife Li Guangrong. He was wearing cotton long johns, his hair was messy, and he looked like he had just woken up.

When he saw the person coming, he immediately recognized him: "Miss Shen? Why are you here so early?" Then he glared and said seriously: "Are you asking me and my wife to help you with the certification?"

Chen Xiang glanced into the room: "No, is Aunt Wu here?"

"She didn't come back last night. It was inconvenient because of the heavy snow. She should have spent the night in her son's shop. What can I do with her?"

"It's nothing important. I'm going to go shopping in the morning market. I want to ask Aunt Wu to come with me, so I won't bother you for now."

Farewell to Li Guangrong, Chen Xiangyin walked quickly towards Biluo Xiaoya.

The ominous premonition grew stronger.

……

Chen Xiangyin knocked on the door for a long time and heard Li Jingcai coming downstairs.

Suddenly, a scream broke through the early morning silence.

Through the damp and heavy wooden door, Li Jingcai shouted so loud that his throat broke inside.

"mom!"

"Mom, what's wrong with you!"

"mom!!"

His heart was pinched, and Chen Xiangyin knocked heavily on the door.

After a long time, Li Jingcai opened the door.

The man, who was almost forty years old, cried like a child, with runny nose and tears, and was at a loss what to do.

Li Jingcai's voice was trembling: "Why...is it you?"

Agarwood didn't lure him back and stepped through the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wu Guihua lying twisted on the ground, with a large amount of blood dripping from the back of her head.

The face that always held a warm smile in the past was now green and slack.

Li Jingcai collapsed and sat on the ground crying, calling for an ambulance and speaking incoherently.

Chen Xiangyin took a chance and checked Wu Guihua's breath and pulse.

After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Li Jingcai, there's no need to call, Aunt Wu has already gone."

Li Jingcai crawled over almost on his knees and picked up Wu Guihua in a panic, covered in blood.

"Impossible! Impossible! My mother was here fine yesterday!"

Chen Xiangyin stood up, looked around, and saw blood stains on the corner of the stove table.

"Aunt Wu knocked her head and fell down. Didn't you hear anything last night?"

Li Jingcai cried and beat the ground, drooled, and shouted: "No...no!"

Caught off guard, he slapped himself hard one after another.

"Why don't you come down and make sure Mom is back?"

"Mom goes back and forth just to cook for me and Rongrong every day! It's all my fault! It's all my fault!!"

When he mentioned Rongrong, Chen Xiangyin immediately thought that Rongrong was there.

She grabbed Li Jingcai's arm: "That's enough! Don't disturb Rongrong when she sleeps! Do you want her to see this scene?"

She was very confused and couldn't find a clue for a while. This series of strange facts was really strange.

She dreamed of Wu Osmanthus, and Wu Osmanthus was dead.

Appears to be an accidental death.

It's normal for a person to be a weirdo after he dies and can't hold a breath.

Maybe he wanted to bring himself together with his son, who seemed to be unable to resist, so he asked for a dream?

But...what's with that eye in the bathroom door?

What about the dead cat hanging under the sycamore tree?

I am too nervous, am I wrong?
  "Bang, bang, bang." As a gust of cold wind blew through the room, the agarwood made the hairs on the hair stand on end, and a crisp sound came from behind.

Looking back, it was Rongrong sitting on the steps in the dark, chewing something.

For a fleeting moment, she seemed to see Rongrong put a piece of shining orange into her mouth.

Like a goldfish tail.

　Do you have any thoughts after reading it? Do you have any thoughts after reading it? Do you have any thoughts after reading it?

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)