Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Chapter 151

Yasha slashed down with an axe, and Wu Tong hugged Gong Lian crying and ran to the side, and rushed to the three of Shen Maomao: "What are you doing?! I'm going to be angry!!!"

Shen Maomao looked innocent: "What do you think I am doing? I didn't tear down your house."

With another axe, the three people and two ghosts were forced to disperse, and the splashed mud collapsed all over their faces.

Shen Maomao bawled twice, then roared back: "Do you know how we can leave?"

Wu Tong: "Go?? Where are you going??!"

Shen Maomao: "..." Forget it, you really can't count on Wutong.

Lou Jingmo stared at Yasha's open mouth, looked at the white light coming out of it, and said suddenly: "Don't hide! Let it catch you!"

Shen Maomao: "Huh??"

Lou Jingmo: "The exit is in his stomach!"

"But won't we be chewed by it?!"

"Let's take a gamble." Lou Jingmo narrowed his eyes, "Time is running out."

It was less than an hour before twelve o'clock, and they had no extra time to hesitate.

Shen Maomao thought for a while and said, "Then don't move, I'll go first, and if I'm fine, you can go later."

After all, she still has a spare life. If something really happened, it would be just a pain at most, and it would not cause any impact.

Lou Jingmo was silent for two seconds, then nodded: "Go."

Shen Maomao took a deep breath, turned his head and ran to Yasha's feet, and waved to it with his open hands: "Hey!"

Yasha grabbed her up, but didn't use much strength in his huge hands - at least she didn't hurt from being pinched.

As soon as Shen Maomao's restless heart calmed down, it raised its hand and sent it to his mouth. The jumping speed went from forty to one hundred and two.

The huge, blood-stained teeth became bigger and bigger in her sight, Shen Maomao closed his eyes in fear, and the "click" sound of the flying head being crushed played back in his mind, one after another, connecting into a Crazy, creepy music.

The stench of hot wind filled her nose, Yasha's huge mouth closed, the light disappeared instantly, Shen Maomao was swallowed in one gulp, and then the world spun around until she completely lost consciousness.

……

Lou Jingmo clenched his fists and watched for a long time, and almost couldn't hold back his steps after Shen Maomao was thrown into his mouth by Yasha.

Guan Qiwen grabbed her from behind: "It's too late!"

Lou Jingmo let go of his fist and glanced at him coldly.

Guan Qiwen quickly let go, and muttered, "Why don't you bother to pretend when you're gone?"

Lou Jingmo didn't bother to talk to him.

Time passed by, Yasha chased Wutong and ran around, but the lines on the back of her neck never lit up, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

It seems that Shen Maomao has successfully escaped.

She walked to Yasha's feet in a few steps, and Guan Qiwen quickly followed, imitating Shen Maomao, waving and shouting to attract Yasha's attention.

Yasha, who was chasing Wutong, paused, and stretched out two big hands to the two.

With their heads held high, Yasha grabbed them one by one and threw them into their mouths together.

"Crack-"

An ancient book fell from mid-air to the ground.

Yasha continued to chase Wutong, with an aura of not giving up until he was killed.

Wutong passed by the book with a strange yell, and simply hugged Gong Lian and plunged into it. Yasha confiscated his foot, stepped on the page, and the whole ghost turned into a streamer and slipped into the book.

The wind blows slowly over the ruins of the funeral home, raising a piece of sand.The ancient book turned a few pages, and ghosts with strange shapes flashed past.

The wind gradually stopped, and the speed of turning the pages of the book slowed down as the wind became weaker, and finally it was frozen on one page - a monster like an ape was facing forward, with a silly smile on its face, with a smile on its shoulder. Sitting was a beautiful woman in a red dress, she didn't wear shoes, her delicate face was expressionless, her snow-white feet seemed to be dangling, she looked in a good mood.

……

Shen Maomao opened his eyes.

The current time is 25:[-] p.m., traffic is surging under the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and car lights and street lights converge into a sea of ​​light.

Covering her mouth, she rushed out of the conference room, asked the secretary guarding the door where the bathroom was, and then ran into the bathroom to vomit.

Yasha's mouth really stinks!

After vomiting for a while, she felt much better.So I went to the sink to wash my face, and straightened my clothes and hair in front of the mirror.

As soon as she went out, she saw Lou Jingmo who was leaning against the wall waiting for her.

"It's over?" she asked.

Lou Jingmo nodded, and shook a bank card in front of her: "Let's go back to Nancheng."

Guan Qiwen didn't come out to see them off, but sent his secretary to the high-speed rail station.

The secretary's car drove away, Shen Maomao looked at the shadow of the car's buttocks, and spat: "Excessive! I took the plane when I came here, but now that it's used up, send us to the high-speed rail station!"

However, Lou Jingmo did not respond to her as usual, but instead stared at a point in the void, as if thinking about something.

Although they didn't have air tickets, Guan Qiwen paid them enough travel expenses. Lou Jingmo bought the two nearest first-class tickets back to Nancheng.

As soon as he got in the car, Lou Jingmo closed his eyes and fell asleep. Shen Maomao, who still wanted to discuss the plot with her, could only hold back his curiosity and thirst for knowledge, and went through the plot in his mind. I fell asleep right away.

After she fell asleep, Lou Jingmo next to her opened her eyes, and there was clearly no sleepiness in her eyes.

She glanced at Shen Maomao with a complicated expression, her lips were pursed tightly, and as her thoughts flowed, a few traces of irritability appeared on her expressionless face all year round.

She paid too much attention to Shen Maomao.

This is not a good phenomenon.

She could push everything in this dungeon to Wutong, but in the final analysis, Wutong was just an inducement. It was her who had other ideas first, which made Wutong take advantage of the loopholes.

It shouldn't be like this.

From the moment the contract took effect, the fate of Shen Maomao and her was already doomed, and she should not put too much emotion into it, because their ending would inevitably be a tragedy.

Lou Jingmo closed her eyes again, leaned her head gently against the window, and did not move for a long time, as if the cold window could take away all her excess emotions.

……

After a boring night's journey, the car stopped at Nancheng Railway Station.

Shen Maomao was woken up by Lou Jingmo's pat, and the two packed up and got out of the car, and bought another bus ticket to Gonglian's hometown.

Gong Lian lives in a very remote small village in Nancheng. There is no train station, so she can only go there by bus.

Early in the morning, the sun had not fully risen, and the few people in the bus were all tired and drowsy.

Shen Maomao didn't have a chance to whisper to Lou Jingmo again, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

After driving for several hours, they finally arrived at the site where Gong Lian's house was located.The two were thrown on the side of the road, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a large expanse of vibrant paddy fields. The rice in the fields was green and nodding slowly with the breeze.

The GPS signal and network in this place are relatively weak, and the two of them stood on the side of the road for a long time before receiving the signal.

They walked along the main road of the village, and most of the villagers they met on the road were dressed in shabby clothes, showing scrutiny expressions on the two glamorous women.

After walking and inquiring all the way, I finally found Li Yaya's home.

Standing in front of this dilapidated brick house, the two of them took in the whole house and the yard in their eyes.Shen Maomao was full of doubts, not knowing how such a dilapidated family could raise such a beauty as Gong Lian.

Outside the yard is a fence made of wooden boards as high as a person. The gate is wide open, and the door of the house inside is half-closed and half-open. It seems that the owner of the house has not left the house.Shen Maomao stepped into the yard first, walked along the red brick road, and came to the gate of Gong Lian's house.

A vague fishy smell came from the room, and Shen Maomao, who had gotten used to the smell, changed his expression, and immediately stretched out his hand to push open the door.

There is a corridor behind the door, and there is a door on the left and right sides of the corridor, and the smell of blood comes from the door on the right.

Just as Shen Maomao was about to push the door, Lou Jingmo grabbed her arm and said in a deep voice, "Call the police."

Shen Maomao called 110 on his mobile phone.

Lou Jingmo pushed open the door of another room and walked in.

After Shen Maomao made the phone call, when he came back to look, he saw a little girl lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The girl's face was flushed with sleep, and she didn't respond to the arrival of the two outsiders.Shen Maomao reached out and touched her face, the temperature was normal, she didn't look like she was sick.

Lou Jingmo held a box of children's ammonia plus Huang Namin granules in his hand, and found a medicine on the cabinet next to it, which seemed to be fed to the little girl.

Shen Maomao asked: "Sister Lou, do you want to send her to the hospital?"

Lou Jingmo glanced at the instructions: "It's okay, the side effect of this medicine is drowsiness."

The little girl should be Gong Lian's daughter - Li Yaya.She has perfectly inherited her mother's beauty, and there is no trace of her father's shadow in her body.

While waiting for the police to arrive, Shen Maomao stood by the bed and looked around. In a cabinet, he found many men's clothes and a small part of women's clothes, all outdated styles.

This home has a male owner.

But Gong Lian asked them to send their daughter to an orphanage.

Shen Maomao's heart flew into the closed door, what would it be like inside?What happened to Gonglian?

Alarm bells rang throughout the village.

A group of people went to the entrance of the village noisily, talking about the police, not understanding why the police came to their small place.

Li Yaya turned over, sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes and looked at the two strangers in the room, and asked softly, "Who are you? Where is my mother?"

As soon as she sat up, the two of them noticed that her exposed arms and calves were covered with bruise marks, which looked as if... someone had just been beaten.

Shen Maomao clenched her lower lip, and said softly as if she was afraid of scaring her: "Yaya, we are your mother's friends, don't be afraid."

Li Yaya sat cross-legged on the bed: "I'm not afraid, you don't look like bad people."

Shen Maomao wanted to ask her about the scar, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, she could only keep her words in her heart, and turned to open the door.

Several policemen in police uniforms stood at the door, and one of the leaders said, "Which one of you called the police?"

Shen Maomao: "It's me."