Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 707: No time to return (one hundred and six)
I told him everything that happened after he left. After hearing this, he was completely disappointed and stayed in a daze for a long time without saying a word.

I called him several times, but he ignored me and stared at something.

"Dai Rang, listen..." I shook his body, "Dead people can't be brought back to life. They've been dead for five years. It's useless for you to be sad. And now is not the time to be sad. Your father lost your mother and son. , became extremely terrifying, and grabbed the lives of so many innocent people? They are still waiting for you to rescue them from the fiery prison, do you want your father to become a ghost and never recover?"

Dai Rang looked at me slowly and said, "Have you been dead for five years? I have only been away from home for a year, why have they been dead for five years?"

Accidentally slipping my mouth, I cautiously ran to the gate and peeked out, and the spirits had quieted down.

It's late at night, exhausted, it's time to rest.

I went back again and said to him seriously: "Dai Rang, I will explain this to you later. Let's find your father first and persuade him to let those people go and give them a way to live. You say it's okay ?"

"Of course, what should I do?" Dai Rang agreed immediately.

After talking to Dai Rang, I walked out of his room and bumped into He Kaifeng's muscular body. I saw there were still water droplets on his hair, so he came out to look for me without even wiping it off.

He looked at me solemnly and asked, "Who is he?"

I covered my sore nose and looked at him, "Is this Dai Bei's son Dai Rang?"

There were two beds in the room. As soon as I entered the room, I walked towards Ruirui. Before I got there, I was picked up by a nasty man.

"I hate it, let go!" The back collar was lifted high, and his feet were off the ground. No matter how I stretched out my hands to grab him, I couldn't reach him.

In the next second, I fell on the couch next door with He Kaifeng, and soon, I couldn't move.

"Get up, I want to sleep with my son." I pushed him hard, but he couldn't move.

He grabbed my hands, pressed them on the top of his head, and looked at me with a playful smile, "That won't work, you are mine, and my son can't let it."

After saying that, he lowered his head...

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, I finally regained consciousness and whispered, "Get out of the car quickly. What if I wake up the child?"

The slightly raised hill on the bed next door was motionless, snoring moderately and evenly. Ruirui slept soundly.

He Kaifeng buried his head and muttered unhappily: "Smelly boy..." He was about to say "stinky boy" but suddenly stopped. He must be afraid that I would be angry, so he raised his head and changed his words: "It's just our son - son Believe it or not, the quality of his sleep can't wake him up even with the beating of gongs and drums. It's a nightmare when I take him with me these days... You know, we ghosts generally don't fall asleep easily. I deliver so much milk a day. Is it easy for me? I finally fell asleep, but he..."

Before He Kaifeng finished speaking, there was suddenly someone on our bed. It was none other than the "stinky boy" in his mouth.

Rui Rui crawled over at some point, but it was not me who was hugging him, but He Kaifeng. He Kaifeng pushed Rui Rui, but he was completely immersed in his sleep, and his saliva slowly flowed out and went to He Kaifeng's collar. In the dripping.

He Kaifeng looked up to the sky and roared, "He Hongrui, are you still finished?"

I covered my mouth and snickered, looked at him sympathetically, turned over and got out of bed, and quickly hid in the quilt of the next bed.

(End of this chapter)