Sur's expression did not soften at all. He moved his finger to another edge of the photo and rubbed the faces of the man and the child: "Who should I start with?"

The woman ignored the burning sensation of her arms and said resentfully: "Are you still a human being with your relatives?"

Sur states the facts: "Anyway, you are not."

I don’t know if anger will stimulate the potential of ghosts. He no longer wants to use too many words to start a new round of questions: “What happened here?” He paused and shook his head: “Forget it, it’s too troublesome to ask questions one by one.”

Hurry!

The sound of flushing the toilet sounded again, and Suer pressed it several times. The photo was hung with a rope taken from a broom, and it almost got water several times.

The culprit said to himself without any slightestness: "Save water here, there should be no need to obey it. Also, you just asked me if I am a human being... I have always suspected that I have a miserable but overwhelming life experience."

"I know," the woman was crying and she was crying: "You climbed up from hell."

If it weren't for the evil ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell, how could he have done such a terrible act!

Sur looked down at the hanging photos from a high place, and brought some melancholy and deep thoughts of literary youth: "I have a flush toilet, do you have a story?"

"……have."

It is no different from most lives. The woman is named Lin Juan. She once had a good job. Her boyfriend who had been in love with her for many years entered the marriage hall. Her peaceful life began to change because of the arrival of her children.

"He is very cute," the woman dissipated some of the resentment in her eyes as she fell into memories: "It's a pity that she has severe asthma naturally. She went to several hospitals, but she couldn't completely cure it."

Whenever I see my child getting sick, I feel like a goldfish and breathing with my mouth wide open, and my parents' hearts are like they are tangled together.

"Until one day, when I came home from get off work, I met an old classmate whom I hadn't seen for many years. She pulled me to greet me enthusiastically," the woman sighed: "Later, I gradually realized that something was wrong. She was deliberately or unintentionally promoting a sect called the Neyan Sect."

As a person with higher education, his first reaction is naturally ridiculous.

"I was anxious to leave on the grounds of cooking, and she insisted on adding my WeChat." The woman said: "That night, the child had asthma and had a high fever in the second half of the night. No car on the road was willing to stop. In a hurry, I was about to call an ambulance, but for some reason I almost drove the document sent by my classmate in the afternoon, which contained a photo of Nieyan Shen... I made a pious wish that if a car was willing to stop at this time, I would worship it for life..."

Suer raised his eyebrows: "A coincidence, a car really stopped."

"It's not a coincidence!" The woman was excited: "It's the God of Niryan who is blessing me! Since offering it, my husband and I have not only been promoted smoothly, but our children have gradually improved... Also, a relative at home passed away, and he has no children and left the villa to us!"

Sur rational analysis: "You have found spiritual sustenance, so you have regained confidence in life and worked harder to get your boss appreciated it. This makes sense."

As for relatives, it is normal for the two families to have a good relationship during their lifetime to leave behind an inheritance.

"Slandering the gods, Niryan God will punish you!"

"The chemistry teacher likes to do experiments and practice to achieve true knowledge," Suer's arm drooped a little: "Why try throwing you into the toilet and see if Nieyan Shen comes to redemption?"

“…”

Sur was not just talking, he really immersed half of the photo in water, and had an infinite cycle of it.

"Are you there? Niryan God?"

"Are you there?"

"Are you here?"

He looked up at the ceiling and asked questions constantly. He was like a voice machine with no feelings.

It took a bit of a moment before Suer took out the photo and threw it into the pool. He turned on the faucet and continued to rinse it with a thread: "It seems that Nieyan Shen is not with you."

"..." There is a saying that "Ghost Xiaoren's heart is poisonous, she has seen it."

After a long period of torture, the photo was a little distorted, and the face on it was like a layer of mosaic was covered with, and the woman's distorted face was no longer clear because of her hatred.

Almost done.

Sur silently stared at the photo. The deceased's mood fluctuated greatly. There was no reason to be said to be very rational now, and the answers he got would be more realistic.

"How did you die?"

"Group suicide," the woman confided with hatred: "Someone reported us to the local government. In order to serve Niryan forever, we chose to prove it with death!"

Sur's eyes turned cold and he listened to her patiently.

"It's a pity that I'm still not pious enough," the woman was full of regret: "I was not chosen as an apostle of the gods, and I was unwilling to be trapped here with jealousy."

"What's going on with the kid downstairs?"

The woman said coldly: "That's not my child, it's just a devil who occupies the baby's body!" Soon, she said with a happy face: "My child and husband have been taken away by the God of Neyan."

Sur tightens the faucet: "So you committed suicide with your kids?"

The woman was silent and insisted after a few seconds: "The God of Nirvana will bless him."

This soul was obviously hopeless, and Sur did not argue and asked, "What story did he like to hear the most during his lifetime?"

"Story?" the woman said inexplicably: "Nothing is particularly fond of."

Sur wrapped a thick layer of paper outside the photo, stuffed it into his pocket, and found out where the storybook was stored.

A large box was collected in the attic, bedroom, and basement. It can be seen that the couple really loved their children at the beginning. There was another person who had the same idea as him. Zhang He also held several children's books in his hand. He was shocked to see the box behind Suer.

"There are a lot in the attic." Suer explained.

Zhang He: "Li Li found a statue of a god in the study. I went to see that thing, which is a bit weird."

"Publicizing evil heretics in the ocean of knowledge?" Sur thought: "Adults really pursue excitement."

Zhang He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally said, "I think you are still in school."

The words are very sharp!

Sur nodded: "But I'm an adult."

If he hadn't been on leave school, he should have been in his sophomore now.

The two walked towards the study, and Suer suddenly asked, "Where is Xuanyuan Aoyu?"

"He is a little nervous," Zhang He sighed: "If he fails again, he will be in danger tonight."

This is a gambling life.

Li Li was staring at the statue, and her eyes seemed to stick to her. She wanted to shift her gaze away, but she couldn't help but continue to look at each other. The sudden sound of footsteps made Li Li shudder all over her body. Turning her head, Suer pushed the door and entered.

Li Li came back to his senses and spoke out to remind him: "Don't look at its eyes."

Sur still looked up at each other, but his hand inserted in his pocket had never left the shock. Fortunately, the influence of the statue of the god was far less than that of the photo. After a moment, he said: "I also found some leaflets to prove that this family is a cult."

"Fuck!" Zhang He cursed: "Someone actually believes this thing!"

It’s really harmful to people when you are alive, and it’s even when you die.

Suer looked at Li Li: "Are there any other discoveries?"

The latter shook his head: "Are these fairy tale books...got to read to the children downstairs?"

Sur said 'yes'.

When I went downstairs, I happened to meet Xuanyuan Aoyu who walked out of the room. The other party's expression was a little anxious and also mentioned the cult: "They often gather here and pray."

The drawer is full of brochures promoting the concept of cults, which makes life scary.

The child was lying on the children's bed motionless. Xuanyuan Aoyu hesitated and said, "Will he wake him up?"

Sur: "The possibility is not very high."

According to the rules obtained in two days, the child will only cry three times a day, namely morning, noon and evening.

Xuanyuan Aoyu no longer delayed and pulled out a story book casually. He didn't dare to make too loud throughout the whole process. Fortunately, as time passed, his throat gradually began to become hoarse and his tone became very fierce.

Li Li brought him a glass of water, but Xuanyuan Aoyu didn't drink it and murmured: "Does it hurt when a wolf eats people?"

Li Li didn't know how to comfort him, and repeatedly emphasized that there would be a solution.

Xuanyuan Aoyu picked up the storybook again and read it almost numbly. The fairy tale that should have been warm now brings people only despair.

Sur stood against the wall and looked through the brochure. It mentioned above that the novice venue was not difficult. Looking at them here, the laws of death were easy to understand. During the search process, the only threat that brought the only threat was the photo he came into contact with. Something must have been ignored...

His eyes fell on the child with his eyes closed, trying to see something.

The orbit of the sun gradually shifted, and the child cried again at noon. Xuanyuan Aoyu almost numbly told the story of the big bad wolf again.

Children must not close their eyes again.

Suer found that he closed his eyes a few seconds later. During this time, the light from the corner of his eyes seemed to pay attention to the fairy tale book in Xuanyuan Aoyu's hand, with a sarcastic expression.

This is definitely not the expression of a child. Suer suddenly thought of a woman who emphasized that the person in the living room was not his child. At that time, he thought that the other party was deceiving himself. Now it seems that there may be some inside story.

Before night fell, a familiar cry sounded, and Xuanyuan Aoyu suddenly threw away the story book in his hand: "It's useless, it's useless...I'm leaving here!"

Despair actually made the strength very strong. Zhang He tried to hold him up, but was pushed and hit the corner of the table.

Xuanyuan Aoyu rushed towards the door, and Zhang He held him reluctantly: "If you write it in the brochure, you will die if you go out rashly!"

"Who is sure what is written in it is true?" Xuanyuan Aoyu turned his head and shouted: "Maybe the easiest way to break the deadlock is to rush out!"

The door of the villa was opened while talking, and the sky outside looked like a sticky black fog. The dark clouds opened their mouths and were ready to swallow anything at all times.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Li said to Suer: "Let's go and help Zhang He hold people away."

"Why do you want to pull it? He said it's possible," In Li Li's surprised gaze, Suer walked to Xuanyuan Aoyu: "But there is one thing you haven't done yet."

Pointing to the crying child.

Xuanyuan Aoyu showed a bleak smile and walked towards the children's bed stiffly: "Do you have the final value?"
To be continued...