At this time, Wen Qiaoqiao was waiting anxiously in the kitchen for her family to rescue her. When she thought of the body under the bed, she felt terrified.

"Qiaoqiao."

"Qiaoqiao."

Several familiar voices suddenly came from the living room. Wen Qiaoqiao pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

These two voices seemed to be those of my eldest cousin and my cousin.

Wen Qiaoqiao rushed out of the kitchen excitedly and saw her parents questioning and scolding Jiang Xincheng.

"Dad! Mom! You are finally here."

As soon as Wen Qiaoqiao came out, she rushed to her parents and hugged her mother hard.

There was magic in her mother's arms. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what grievances she suffered or how difficult things she encountered, as soon as she got into her mother's arms, she was not afraid of anything.

"Qiaoqiao, what's going on? What happened? Why did you call your parents here?"

Jiang Xincheng rubbed the blue arm that was grabbed by Wen's father and asked Wen Qiaoqiao with a pouted mouth.

But Wen Qiaoqiao didn't answer his question.

"Is it because of the thing about my ex-girlfriend's belongings, wife? I've told you, I've let it go a long time ago, why don't you believe me?

Wife, please don't get angry with me. It was my fault that day. I shouldn't yell at you because you burned her things. "

Jiang Xincheng felt very tired.

Qiaoqiao's temper has been very strange these days. She always treats him aloof, stops chatting with him, and is always angry with him. He feels that Qiaoqiao treats him as an enemy now.

Jiang Xincheng was afraid that his wife would really stop loving him and not want him because of his ex-girlfriend's belongings.

But he always comforted himself in his heart that Qiaoqiao's weird temper was all caused by the female ghost. Now that Qiaoqiao is pregnant with a ghost fetus, her temper will definitely change drastically.

Therefore, he spends every day thinking about how to get rid of the ghost in his wife.

To this end, he has tried three or four methods.

After hearing Jiang Xincheng's apology, Wen Qiaoqiao raised her head from her mother's arms.

"You said it nicely, saying you love me in front of me. But behind my back, you were discussing with your dead ex-girlfriend how to kill me!

You are already obsessed with it! Not only did he want to kill me, he actually killed others! "

Jiang Xincheng was confused, "Qiaoqiao, what are you talking about? When did I kill someone? We have been married for so many years, don't you still know what I am like?"

"You don't dare to kill, but now you are obsessed with the female ghost!"

"When did I get haunted by a female ghost? You are the one who is haunted by a female ghost, right?"

"Don't deny it! A few days ago, there was a large amount of blood on the wall beside my bed. I even heard you discussing with that female ghost about killing me. Moreover, today I also found a knife under the bed in the bedroom. A corpse!

Master Yunze also found out, and she was the witness. "

As Wen Qiaoqiao spoke, she walked up to Sang Luo and led Sang Luo to Jiang Xincheng.

"Master, you also saw the body just now, right?"

Sang Luo thought for a while, "Well... there is indeed a hand under the bed, but it shouldn't be that of a dead person, maybe it's that of a living person, right?"

"A living person??" Wen Qiaoqiao's pupils dilated and she became even more angry, "Jiang Xincheng! How dare you steal someone behind my back! You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Jiang Xincheng held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Qiaoqiao, look at the way you yell at me. Do I have any status in this family? How dare I kill you. The one you see is not a corpse, nor is it the woman I stole. But..."

Jiang Xincheng suddenly paused in the middle of his words, "Hey!"

He sighed helplessly, and instead of continuing to explain, he turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Jiang Xincheng walked to the bedroom door, opened the door, and shouted inside: "Come out!"

Then, I heard a rustling noise coming from the bedroom. After about dozens of seconds, a young monk wearing monk's robes walked out of the bedroom.

As the little monk walked toward the living room, he shook his right hand vigorously, "Oh, who of you just stepped on me? It hurts me to death!"

Sang Luo hid in the crowd with some embarrassment.

The young monk looked at Jiang Xincheng and continued to complain: "I have been practicing for decades, and I have never met people like you. When people invite me to catch ghosts and draw talismans, they are all very polite, and they even treat me to a meal. meal.

It's fine if you don't invite me to dinner, but you also ask me to hide under the bed and not come out. Is under the bed a place for serious people? Need to pay more today! "

Jiang Xincheng nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, Master, something unexpected happened today! Don't worry, I'll pay double the amount of money today."

The little monk walked slowly to the dining table. Looking at the food on the table, his stomach began to growl.

He saw the big chicken drumstick in the chicken soup bowl at a glance, took it out and took a bite.

Then the little monk squinted at the chicken soup in the bowl and asked Jiang Xincheng: "Did she just drink the soup? The talisman paper ash in the soup is very powerful. If she drinks a bowl, it is guaranteed that all monsters and monsters will be away from her." Far away."

Wen Qiaoqiao: "Husband, you..."

"Honey, I didn't join forces with any female ghost to kill you. The blood you saw on the wall was not human blood, but black dog blood to ward off evil spirits. You secretly heard that I told a female ghost that I wanted to kill you. Then It's you who understood it wrong.

I was connecting in the live broadcast room of Ziyun Saint. She was a ghost-catching anchor. I told her that I must get rid of the female ghost that is pestering you.

But she rejected me and said she didn't want to have anything to do with it.

So I found this little mage again. He came to our house to exorcise demons this afternoon. He also drew a piece of talisman paper for you and asked me to burn it and give it to you to drink.

But you came back suddenly, and I didn’t want you to know these things, so I asked him to hide under the bed.

Wife, you really misunderstood me..."

Jiang Xincheng buried his head low, his whole being shrouded in despair.

He had been busy for so many days just to help his wife drive away the female ghost, but his wife misunderstood him like this.

"So, it's me who is haunted by ghosts, not you??" Wen Qiaoqiao asked in shock.

Jiang Xincheng didn't answer Wen Qiaoqiao's question. He only felt sad and disappointed. He didn't expect that his wife didn't believe him so much.

"Qiaoqiao, have you ever loved me..."

Wen Qiaoqiao looked at Jiang Xincheng's disappointed look and felt extremely guilty.

She walked up to Jiang Xincheng and patted Jiang Xincheng on the head, "Husband, why didn't you tell me what you did? These days I've been watching you sneaking around with that doll, and it's hard for me not to think nonsense.

It’s not like you don’t know that my favorite thing is to stay up late watching murder and dismemberment cases on Whale Video. I’ve seen too many cases of husbands killing their wives.

So I just... misunderstood. "


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