blood fox

Chapter 235

Mo Yanchu's fucking eyes protruded from those strands of hair, with a fierce and indescribable meaning in his eyes.

As I listened to her voice, all the past was rushing by, and my heart was stymied.

But still bit the bullet and said: "You have asked me many times about what happened back then, and you have told me everything I know."

"Did you say it all?" She sat up straight suddenly, pointed at me, and said coldly to me: "You said it all, but what about the people who died later? It was all accidents? They all talked to my family." It’s the same as before, is it fate? You are a bull’s head, or a horse’s face, they have to touch you before they die!”

She was still on a drip, shaking like this, the needle returned blood, and I watched the blood pass through the thin and transparent infusion tube, like a blood worm, coming out of her hand.

The feeling of being soaked in blood worms and being wormed came back again.

Even there seemed to be something long and slippery stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

Mo Yanchu's mother stared at me, and murmured, "If it's not, just tell me! Tell me how they died!"

She gradually became emotional. When she spoke, she gritted her teeth, sat on the hospital bed, raised her head and raised her chin, and stared at me with a haggard to lifeless face. exposed.

Mo Shuishi quickly went to comfort her: "Xuerou, don't get excited, she's here, listen to her slowly."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about!" She screamed suddenly, tore off the quilt and rushed towards me: "What are you going to say?"

I stood by the bed without moving, and Mo Shuishi quickly reached out to hug her, raised his hand and drew something on her hand holding the infusion tube.

"Why didn't you say it before?" She was hugged and didn't struggle anymore, but stared at me with fierce eyes: "So many people died, it was said to be an accident, but we all know it's not! No! "

"I just want to know how my Yan Chu died." She stared at me intently, the excitement in her eyes slowly sank.

Her lips trembled, and she immediately bit her lips tightly, her eyes narrowed into a line, and the water was shining.

Suddenly using both hands and feet, he kicked Shui Shi Mo away and quickly slid out of bed.

After all, Mo Shuishi is old, how can he stop her from suddenly becoming ruthless, and being kicked to the ground.

Seeing her rushing towards me, she quickly yelled: "Yun Miao, get out quickly."

But I just stood there without moving. Perhaps Long Lanyuqin was right. After so many years of avoiding, they had nowhere to vent their sorrow and pain, and their resentment gradually increased.

I closed my eyes, thinking that she would rush over and punch and kick me like before.

But then I heard a "bang", and a pair of hands hugged my leg tightly.

I was so scared that I quickly opened my eyes, and I saw Mo Yanchu's mother kneeling in front of me, looking up at me, and muttering: "Yanchu, he was standing here this morning, saying that he was in pain, that there were bugs on him. Crawling in the bones, he is very uncomfortable."

"Yun Miao, I don't believe you killed my Yanchu family, so just tell me who killed him and what killed him, okay?" She seemed to have no emotion at all, just dying holding my leg.

Looking at me with pleading face: "I blamed you before, please do me a favor and tell me who killed my Yanchu family."

She didn't cry, she didn't cry, she just looked at me like that.

Kneeling on the ground like that, hugging my leg: "I know that if I kill you, Yan Chu will never come back. But I want to find you, and ask again, was there anything else going on at that time? Didn't notice."

"Even if I can't take revenge, I still want to know why my family, Yanchu, died." She rested her chin on my knee and looked at me eagerly: "Just tell me, I promise, I will never marry you again." I won't be looking for you anymore, okay?"

"I just want to know, my Yanchu..." She panted lightly.

There was grievance and puzzlement on his face: "My family didn't do anything harmful to nature, even if there was, the retribution is fine on me, why should I treat him."

She looked at me: "As long as you tell me, I will believe it. I didn't believe in ghosts and gods before. I have been asking about you all these years, and now I believe it. Just tell me what killed my family. Yan Chu, okay?"

In order to make me speak, she even tried to smile at me, as if she wanted to look gentle.

I reached out, trying to pull her up, but I didn't have enough strength.

No matter how hard he pulled it, he couldn't move it. As soon as he tried hard, his head fainted, and he sat down on the ground directly.

He simply sat opposite her and said softly, "Auntie, I don't know who killed Mo Yanchu, and I'm also looking for it. But it's always related to me. I can't escape from this point."

In the past, it was said that Ling Yuan drew a disaster-avoiding talisman on my body, which made the people close to me suffer for me and died tragically.

But since it is suffering, you also need to know where this crime comes from?
And judging from the fact that Ling Yuan would rather sacrifice with the blood of a thousand foxes, the disaster avoidance talisman may not necessarily be true.

So, I really don't know what is secretly causing accidents to people around me.

Mo Yanchu's mother listened to my words, the smile on his face gradually became stiff, and he grabbed my hand harder and harder.

"But you can also see that Mo Yanchu has been dead for 12 years, and he came out of the coffin again. He is in pain, we have to find him and make him less painful, okay?" I let her hold on I.

Word by word: "I want to know more than you, who killed them. But the more important thing now is to let Mo Yanchu not be so painful, okay?"

I thought that when I came here, it was just like before, she pulled me, screamed like crazy, punched and kicked me, and asked me loudly why it wasn't me who died.

But I didn't expect that after 12 years, she wanted to know why Mo Yanchu died.

Now she listened to my words and looked at me blankly: "Yes, he is in pain now..."

I sat opposite her and said softly, "We need to find him and get rid of the bugs in his body."

Mo Yanchu's mother's back, which was originally straightened out of resentment, seemed to be paralyzed in an instant.

With a face full of pain, he said: "He said that the bugs are in his body, in his bones... how do you get them out?"

When she said this, she suddenly remembered something, and looked up at me: "You are going to burn him, aren't you? Burn him? You are going to kill him again!"

As she spoke, she pushed me away and shouted sharply: "I won't allow it! Yan Chu is alive, he is alive!"

With a sudden ecstasy on his face, he stood up with a grunt, and looked at Mo Shuishi next to him in a blink of an eye: "Yan Chu has come back to life, I saw him today."

Her mood changed instantly, and she became excited again. She danced and pulled her hair: "Yan Chu is alive, and I want to go back. He likes to eat chicken wings with cola. I'll go buy chicken wings now and make them for him."

Even the hand she was pulling her hair seemed to be shaking with excitement.

Mo Shuishi was a little helpless, he walked around her lightly and kept calling her, but she didn't seem to hear it.

I don't know if it was the 12 years of bereavement that caused her to be so moody, or because she was escaping because she was afraid that we would find Mo Yanchu and incinerate him.

But no matter which one it is, clear cognition is better than such self-deception.

"He is dead, he was manipulated by people with bugs. If you don't save him, he will only suffer more. Death is a relief, but now, he is dead, and he is still restless." I stared at her back Back, word by word, cold-blooded and ruthless.

(End of this chapter)