Chapter 226 The greatness of maternal love

Inside the quiet villa.

Sizzle...

All the players looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

After the evil spirit turned against the enemy and used traces of the other party's husband and son to stimulate the red ghost to advance to the next level, all the players were in despair.

The woman who is the top red-clad fierce ghost has been difficult for all players to resist, and they were almost completely wiped out here.

now.

The woman once again breeds endless resentment, and the level of terror has been further improved. In their view, everything is over. Once the female ghost in red escapes from the trap, the first step is to brutally kill them all.

But they never expected it.

The situation has not been reversed, and the female ghost in red, whose level of terror has been further improved, is still unable to break free from the shackles of the four chains.

Shen Jian had already entered the dark house.

Killing is the easiest decision.

There seemed to be some doubt in his tone.

But inside, he was gritting his teeth: It would be better to die outside, to save me from having to do anything later.

"Xiao, I have agreed to your request, please don't push your limits."

"By the way, son, didn't you see your dad in the living room?"

Everyone looked at Shen Jian at this moment, looking like the devil who destroyed the world. In front of everyone, he insulted the enemies who dared to resist him, with an excited look on his face.

Just hug the needlework ghost Qin Lu tightly.

She burst into tears when she thought about the more than ten years since she lost her son, his son had to pick up food from trash cans and was bullied by other homeless people every day.

"Come here quickly."

If he is stubborn, don't blame him for adopting more cruel methods.

Talking about the sadness, the needlework ghost showed his true feelings and slowly lowered his feet that held up the quilt.

After a while.

at the same time.

The strange thing is that he actually changed his clothes.

He seemed to have seen the toilet light on.

The sound of pushing the door sounded.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Just thinking about it.

Hear this.

"Son, I've wronged you a little."

Based on his husband's attitude at the time, he probably would not have allowed his son to come in.

"I just want to know when my son will come back. Didn't he tell you where he went?"

The death of Jin Mei means that she will no longer have any clues about her husband and son.

Until now, he has not understood how that human being made his wife mistake him for his son. Even if he missed his son excessively and suffered from some mild mental illness, he would not even be able to distinguish between a living person and a ghost. I can't even distinguish the smell.

After the resentment that keeps growing reaches a certain critical value, it will remain unchanged.

…

"Wife? Who are you talking to? Why do I seem to hear other voices?"

The crackling sound echoed.

Shen Jian asked.

Lowered his voice again: "Come out, he's gone."

Palm thunder, what the hell is this supernatural ability!?

Are you sure it's not a superpower?

After all, Jin Mei is a three-star player who is close to a four-star dungeon, and the number of ghosts in his body is only two, if not three.

Especially when the favorability is as high as 91 points.

Shen Jian:……

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

and.

If you were a ghost, I would never appear within thirty kilometers of you.

The needlework ghost became even more panicked.

There was also a hint of blush on his face.

By solving the source of resentment behind the community, half of his purpose of coming here has been solved.

The burly ghost became even more confused.

[Side mission: Investigate the truth behind the deceased community and resolve the grievances of the ghosts (completed)]

[Qin Lu, the needlework ghost]

But in front of this bright arc of electricity, Li Gui was stunned to death.

He found that it seemed that the caning just now had made the female ghost in red adapt to the pain, and now that he was using click therapy, the female ghost actually felt a bit pleasant.

The face of needlework ghost Qin Lu changed.

Eye to eye with Shen Jian.

A good impression of 91 points cannot really make him do whatever he wants, and it cannot even make his adoptive mother completely listen to him, but as long as he comes in, the other party will never push him away.

Without hesitation, Shen Jian directly opened the door of the master bedroom.

Shen Jian stretched out his head and lay on the other side.

Eye to eye with the needlework ghost.

The former will make the son cast a shadow on the family, while the latter will make the son completely fearful and even have the idea of ​​leaving the family.

The burly ghost didn't dare to refute.

Qin Lu, the needlework ghost, said.

But the next moment.

It was my wife who came out of the master bedroom.

No wonder the husband doesn't want to do it.

The needlework ghost also breathed a sigh of relief.

Returned to the living room again.

His face became tense again, and he almost forgot that his son was here.

Close the door.

Villa No. 9 is divided into two floors.

"Keep your voice down, don't let your dad find out, otherwise you don't know how he will lose his temper."

The burly ghost looked around and observed again.

"Honey, you're still not sleeping at this late hour?"

He has grown up.

The coffin ghost lives on the second floor.

She was a little helpless.

In a hurry, she directly grabbed her son, pulled him to the bed, and then covered Shen Jian with the quilt.

[Calculating task proportion...]

And increase the power of the arc.

He looked at the good feeling again.

Sleeping on the sofa in the living room, the burly ghost smiled sadly.

His mission is complete.

And she leaned against the bed and opened the quilt.

Depending on how much the wife misses her son, shouldn't she rush to hug her son excitedly when she discovers that he hasn't returned home at night?
To be continued...