The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 59 Revenge
The night was dark and silent.

When night fell in this ancient town, the sky was completely dimmed. One of the street lamps on the street was broken, and the lampshade of the remaining one was already darkened. Now it is half-deadly doing lighting work, and the wick flickers from time to time. , Dim and dark, really can't see anything.

What's more, there was almost a murder case here recently, targeting underage children, so every family has stricter supervision on the children. In the middle of the night, even if a stranger knocks on the door, you will be frightened for a long time, so how dare you do it in the dark? out for a walk.

So from the street to the end of the street, there is no popularity at all.

At this time, against the faint moonlight, a thin figure appeared at the end of the road. He was arched, his head was lowered, he was less than 1.7 meters tall, and now he was carrying a bag in his hand, sneaking along the wall. Walk.

That person was Zhao Changsheng. Since that miss, he hurried home to get some money and dry food, and hid in the mountains for more than ten days. He dared not come out until the police evacuated the town.

He has already found a connection, as long as he leaves this small town and walks on the mountain road for a while, he will meet the car that picks him up.

But before halfway through the road, a deep call came from behind: "Zhao Changsheng."

Zhao Changsheng was terrified, knowing the taboo of traveling in the middle of the night, if someone calls your name for no reason, don't look back, just go straight ahead.

So he put his head down and continued walking, not afraid of the lonely ghost, if the other party dared to mess around, he had many ways to deal with him, but one more thing is worse than one less thing, now the important thing is to run away.

However, as soon as he took two steps, his shoulders tightened, and the voice came repeatedly from behind: "Zhao Changsheng."

"Fuck." Zhao Changsheng turned his head and opened his mouth to curse, "What are you calling, your grandpa Zhao is here."

The night was too dark, and there were no lights around. With the faint moonlight, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could tell through the height and body shape that he was quite a tall person.

The back of his neck tightened, and Zhao Changsheng staggered. He didn't know where the man got the strength to lift him up like a chicken.

There was a gloomy evil spirit lingering on the person who came, and it was too late to know whether it was a human or a ghost, but regardless of whether he was a human or a ghost, in order to get rid of the shackles, he silently recited the formula to get rid of ghosts.

Unexpectedly, it was useless.

Zhao Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. It's better if it's a ghost, but a human...how to deal with this?

"Big brother, what are you doing? You let me go, and I'll give you as much money as you want."

The other party was unmoved, grabbed his neck and dragged him into the deep alley.

Zhao Changsheng was so startled that his face turned pale instantly. He turned his head and wanted to ask for help like a little ghost, but when he turned around, there was no shadow of that little ghost.

"Aling!"

Hearing the owner's call, an eight or nine-year-old boy came out from the corner. He poked his head out quietly, but didn't step forward, and his immature face showed a strange paleness.

Seeing "A Ling"'s timid appearance, Zhao Changsheng understood that the child was probably afraid of the evil spirit in this person, so he dared not approach him.

"Useless things." He cursed secretly, the kid was unreliable, he could only rely on himself, so he struggled even harder.

But when the person palmed, Zhao Changsheng immediately wailed.

A kind of pain like needle pricks climbed up the elbow along the nerve in an instant, and when he looked down, he found that the opponent was just a move, so he turned his whole hand to the outside. Now, what is presented is an extremely strange And twisted posture.

Zhao Changsheng looked terrified, he had no time to call for help, and was dragged to the end of the alley by someone with his neck stuck.

The night was deep, and the cold wind was howling, and in this place forgotten by the world, the screams and curses at the beginning turned into heart-piercing begging for mercy and wailing.

Qiao Guan was awakened by a urge to urinate at night, got out of bed in the dark, and planned to go to the bathroom.

There was a bit of coolness in the late autumn night, and she was still wearing her sister's pajamas, and the cool wind was blowing through the wide trouser legs, making her shiver again.

She rubbed her eyes and walked along the wall in a daze, regretting that she didn't put on more clothes when she came out.

She was woken up halfway through her sleep, she was not very happy, her top-heavy, so in a daze, she pushed open the half-hidden door, turned on the light inside, until she took off her pants and squatted down, but did not find anyone standing beside her.

She lowered her head and let the water "shush", and there was a sound of running water in her ears. When the sound of water stopped suddenly, she trembled from head to toe, and then let out a comfortable sigh.

Then she reached out and fumbled aside, but when she touched the empty paper tube, she was embarrassed.

no paper.

How can this be done?

Qiao Wan blinked, and when she was about to enter the living room with her buttocks naked, a few pieces of toilet paper were suddenly handed over to her.

Qiao Wan's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it: "Thank you."

But as soon as the ass was wiped halfway, she froze all over, and slowly raised her eyes...

Fu Tianlang stood upright in front of her, with slightly wet palms, one hand on the top of the sluice, wearing the casual clothes of this morning, with mud on the soles of his feet, obviously he looked like he just came back from outside.

Generally, when a girl encounters this kind of thing, there are nothing more than two reactions. First, scream, and second, slap him and continue screaming.

And Qiao Wan was obviously not an ordinary girl, she didn't move, didn't scream, didn't speak, she just stared at him stupidly, and at this moment, her brain was at a loss.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and they seemed to be silent for a long time, before Fu Tianlang said in a low voice, "Is your injury better?"

Qiao Guan still maintained the posture of squatting in the pit, stunned for a long time, then nodded.

Fu Tianlang responded lightly, glanced at her one last time, turned and went out, but the direction he was going was...

"Brother Lang, there is a pigsty." She reminded instinctively.

"Yeah." He stopped and slowed down for a while, but he didn't look back, he just changed direction and walked into his room.

The moon star was sparse, and when Qiao Wan returned to the room, he calmly pulled his trousers while hypnotizing himself.

She must have had a dream just now, why did Fu Tianlang wash his hands in the toilet in the middle of the night?He can just wash it, why don't he close the door, turn on the light, and don't wear pajamas, as if he just came back from outside?It's unreasonable, unreasonable, she must be dreaming, and it's a strange dream...

Close your eyes, another night passed.

And the next morning, Qiao Wan received the news that Zhao Changsheng was tied up and thrown at the gate of the police station before he even got to the school.

She was shocked, because she didn't even go to school, so she ran to the other side non-stop. It was still early, and the police were not on duty, leaving only Zhao Changsheng lying alone at the door, surrounded by people watching.

Qiao Wan squeezed into the crowd with difficulty, took a closer look, and immediately turned pale with fright.

Zhao Changsheng's face and body were covered with bruises and bruises. It was obvious that he had been beaten up. Now that he was tied up and his hands were twisted behind his back, the exposed face could no longer be seen. The most frightening thing was that His two legs, obviously, his kneecap must be broken, otherwise he wouldn't be twisted into such an exaggerated and abnormal posture.

Zhao Changsheng lay there half-drowsy and half-awake, his consciousness didn't seem to be so clear, but he just muttered angrily: "Useless things, what's the use of me raising you."

The little ghost named "A Ling" was crying beside him, and the whimpering sound reached Qiao Wan's ears, and she couldn't help shivering again.

(End of this chapter)