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Chapter 204: Poking a hole in the ghost's nest (update)
Before dinner, Huang Xikong came back on time.

After Xia Zhihuai put the food on the table, he suddenly stared at his clothes: "Where have you been?"

Just as Huang Xikong was about to sit down, he raised his eyes to see his cold expression, and said calmly, "Going to solve some small troubles."

"You have blood on the corner of your clothes." Xia Zhihuai pursed the corners of his lips slightly, "You won't attack people, will you?"

Huang Xikong shook his head: "No."

"I'm not interested in people, you know." Huang Xikong sat down on the chair, brushed the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, and the blood stains on it quickly disappeared, "There is a haunted house nearby. When I go out for a few days, I always see I met those sneaky dogs, Zhuqing went grocery shopping yesterday and they were molested, so I just have time today to teach them how to do ghosts."

"Zhuqing's strength isn't that bad, isn't it? Could it be that he can't deal with a few brats?" Xia Zhihuai felt very strange.

Besides, this is a peach blossom village, and there are peach trees everywhere that can ward off evil spirits.

Logically speaking, there should be much fewer ghosts here than in other places.

Huang Xikong crossed his fingers on his lap, shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, the ghost nest is outside Taohua Village, and it seems to be a new cemetery planned by a nearby village. Land, it is very comfortable for ghosts to stay here, and after a long time, it will gradually attract many ghosts."

"Okay, Wanwan and I will take a look."

If it is really a place for nourishing yin, I guess I have to find a way to remind the village chief to make some adjustments to that piece of land.

Otherwise, if you really slowly create a ghost nest, that will be a big trouble.

After the two communicated, Wanwan and Zhuqing came in one after the other.

Huang Xikong looked at Wanwan bouncing around, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that going out to play is very fun."

Wanwan couldn't hide her smug expression at all, she nodded and smiled and said, "Hmm~"

"I also watched your live broadcast. You are working as a coolie for others. I don't know why you are happy there?" Huang Xikong has always been venomous, unable to say three good words, and started to disrupt the stage again.

Wanwan was hugged and sat on the stool by Xia Zhihuai, and seriously retorted: "That's not true! We went out to meet many people and encountered many things..."

"So?" Huang Xikong rested his chin on his right hand and looked at Wanwan leisurely, "How many ghosts have you met?"

"Not many." Xia Zhihuai picked up his chopsticks and said helplessly after filling the meal, "On the day of moving in, I happened to live in a haunted house, and there was a ghost old man who couldn't escape in time because of the fire, and then moved out. The second house I live in, the firefighter’s son who the old lady sacrificed is also hanging around the house..."

"And that sister with a bad mouth, she also provoked a very vicious ghost." Wanwan added.

Xia Zhihuai nodded in agreement: "The young craftsman we met on the plane, he was stalked by a ghost in a wedding dress, and Wanwan and I helped him solve it by the way, earning a few million."

Huang Xikong couldn't help but sighed: "You've been away for three or four days, are you actually stabbing a haunted house?"

Compared with these two children, is the little thing he went out to do today still a big deal?
"I also think it's exciting for us to go out for a trip."

Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan had the same eating posture, thinking of the experiences of the past few days, they were also quite proud.

Huang Xikong's eyes wandered over the two of them, and he said in a calm manner: "Let's eat first, and wait until tomorrow... well, you go to Taoyuan to have a look, I don't know what you have done, the people in the village have been idle these days Everyone ran over there."

Xia Zhihuai: "???"

Wan Wan blinked her eyes while holding the rice bowl, always feeling as if she had forgotten something.

Forget it, never mind~
The sky and the earth are big, and the dry rice is the biggest.

……

After nightfall, on the second floor of the Song family villa.In the dark bedroom, the curtains were suddenly rolled up by a gust of wind. Song Yuanxin was lying on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. A black shadow slowly formed.

The shadow standing by the bed slowly reached out to the person on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside the door: "Xin Xin, are you awake?"

"You haven't eaten anything well today. Aunt Zhang has prepared your favorite stewed noodles for you. How about you get up and eat something?"

"Xin Xin?"

Song Yuanxin was lying on the bed, frowning. He could hear the sound outside, but he couldn't open his eyes for a long time.

She felt very tired and her eyelids were too heavy to open.

Moreover, she always has nightmares these days. In the dream, there is a strange woman, covered in blood, chasing her...

"Click-"

The door was opened, and the light from the corridor penetrated into the bedroom.

The middle-aged woman in a long skirt turned on the light first, and after dispelling the darkness in the room, she couldn't help but reach out and rub her arms: "Xin Xin, why is the air conditioner in your room turned on so low? Did you hear my mother talking to you?" ?"

The woman looked at Song Yuanxin lying on the bed, and subconsciously looked for the remote control of the air conditioner. After taking the remote control from the bedside, she realized that the air conditioner in the house was not turned on at all. She frowned and looked at the window that opened at an unknown time, and walked over After closing the window, he turned his head and saw Song Yuanxin sitting up slowly rubbing his forehead.

I don't know why, Song Yuanxin's complexion is even uglier than when he just came back yesterday after having rested all day.

Song's mother went to the bed and sat down, put her hand on her forehead: "You have a little fever, I will go to Aunt Zhang and bring the medicine box."

Song Yuanxin suddenly reached out and grabbed Mother Song's wrist. Her palm was cold and her face was so pale that she said, "Mom, don't go."

She felt that she could no longer be alone.

If this continues, something will happen to her.

"I feel...something is not quite right." Song Yuanxin's throat was hoarse and dry.

She frowned and took a few breaths before she felt as if she had come back to life: "I seem to have encountered something dirty."

Mother Song was taken aback by her words: "Xin Xin, are you sick and confused?"

"I don't." Song Yuanxin gripped her wrist tightly, as if holding a piece of driftwood, and said softly, "At first I just had nightmares, dreaming of a strange woman covered in blood all the time, but In the past few days, I feel that she came over as soon as I fell asleep, and I can feel that she wants to kill me..."

Song's mother was completely shocked: "Then, let me ask your father what to do? How about we ask the master to help you get rid of bad luck tomorrow? Or find a temple to worship? Didn't you say that there are no ghosts in this world? You Don't scare mom!"

Song Yuanxin got off the bed, and the trembling in his voice could not be hidden: "I don't want to stay in the room alone, Mom, I'm a little scared."

"Come on, let's go downstairs first."

After leaving the room, Song Yuanxin felt a little more relaxed.

But her face was ugly, and Mother Song didn't notice the marks on her neck until she was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

After pulling her collar away, Mother Song stared at the mark on her neck, and said in shock: "Xin Xin, your neck..."

(End of this chapter)