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Chapter 1742 The second day of death is &婞_諨加格

At this moment, fear quickly rushed into my heart. Mrs. Li really didn't want to die, but all the struggles and shouts were so feeble.

Mrs. Li's struggle became smaller and smaller, and his two scratched hands tightly grasped his neck, and blood flowed down.

And her eyes turned blood red due to the congestion, and her tongue stuck out from her mouth.

Mrs. Li died, her eyes were wide open in the coffin, and they were as red as blood. She was suffocated to death, and at the same time, she was buried by her own son.

At the moment when Mrs. Li was dying, the hatred in her heart should have reached its peak.

Because at the moment when Mrs. Li stopped moving and was completely dead, the corners of her mouth suddenly moved again, slightly raised, and a weird smile hung on her face. At the same time, the ten roots of her hands The nails grew out quickly, and they were also blood red, more than three feet long.

A ray of black breath separated from Mrs. Li's body, drilled out of the coffin, drilled out of the soil, flew towards the sky, and finally suspended in mid-air, turning into a pale face. Yes, the face of an old lady with blood on her face.

The look on that face was complicated and couldn't be described in words at all. Needless to say resentment, there was also some sadness, and some other expressions that were indescribable. No one saw it, so no one could fully interpret her current expression.

Mr. Fang has been talking about Li Huaishui since he was a child until he buried his mother alive. The story ends here, it seems to be over, and it seems to be endless.

What Old Liu Tou and Wu Feng heard was gnashing their teeth and furious. They wished they could stand up now, rush to Li Huaishui's house, pull Li Huaishui out, and beat him up so badly that he was covered in blood. Life is better than death.

People like this don't deserve to live at all.

In the end, Old Liu finally endured it, calmed down his anger, took out the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip of wine, and said, "Mr. Fang, Mrs. Li was killed by this Li How many days has the bad water been buried?"

"Today should be the seventh day, and tonight is the first seven." Mr. Fang said weakly.

"Then when did you start having this nightmare?" Wu Feng couldn't help interjecting.

"On the second day after Mrs. Li died, our family began to have nightmares. Every night was exactly the same. As soon as I fell asleep, I would fall into that dream and couldn't extricate myself. Every time I was in the coffin, in the dark One piece, I can't breathe every time, and I can see the horrifying face of Mrs. Li every time. She comes to torture us every night. I really don't know when such a day will end. I... Our family can't hold it anymore, she doesn't even let the children go, I really don't know when this kind of life will end, if I live like this for the rest of my life, it's better to die..."

As Mr. Fang talked, he couldn't help but feel sad, and fell tired in a rustle.

"Mr. Fang...is your family alone having this horrible dream at night?" Wu Feng asked again.

"No...it's not..." Mr. Fang wiped the tears on his cheeks with his sleeve, and continued: "It's not just our family, everyone in Xisipo will have the same dream when we sleep at night. What about this matter? I've asked in private, too, and it's the same with everyone."

(End of this chapter)