I never thought that husband Yang Qunmei would suddenly make a move, my heart was suddenly in a mess, if it was ghosts and ghosts, I could still use talisman to deal with them, but he was actually a living person.

He hurriedly took a step back, but felt something on his waist, causing Yang Qunmei's face to stiffen as he pushed my waist.

Xiao Bai, who was at his waist, did not like being touched by other people. It was the one who passed through its stomach last night.

"Since you know what we are planning on doing, you should have the resolve to stay." Husband Yang Qunmei looked at me coldly, then used a kitchen knife to fiercely pounce over.

I was a little regretful, my prematurely revealed cards, seeing the kitchen knife carrying the cold wind, flying towards me, muttering an incantation, the Fourth Little White immediately flew out, lifted Yang Qunmei's husband up, and heavily threw him onto the ground.

Following that, they controlled the kitchen knives and hung them over his head.

The kitchen knife still had Yin Qi on it, so this was probably not the first time the couple used this kitchen knife to kill someone.

Or at least, not for the first time.

Little Four only held a kitchen knife. They were all Yin creatures and had never touched such weapons before, so he seemed a little scared. He shook his hand and pulled the knife in front of him out of curiosity.

Yang Qunmei had already been flung to the ground by Little White's tail. Seeing the kitchen knife that was hanging above her husband's head, he trembled and whispered to me, "We have no other choice. We just want to live — "

"Kill and eat, live on." I caught Little White, who flew back with a face full of disgust, and calmly looked at Yang Qunmei: "You didn't make a move yesterday, firstly, you wanted to wait for Bai He to leave, secondly, you wanted to find a reason to say that I went back last night, and thirdly, to find out if I have any real ability."

"You saw Lil 'White last night, so when your husband made his move today, you kept Lil' White up, and thought that it was pretty certain, right?" I didn't expect the human heart to be like this. Where's the one who said it would be for the children?

"I don't want to die. I don't want to either, but there's nothing I can do about it. Only by eating human flesh can I feel better. Only human flesh can make me feel less uncomfortable." Yang Qunmei seemed to have gone mad, she hugged her youngest son and bellowed at me: "Don't you understand the pain of having your heart and lungs scratched, you won't understand."

"I don't need to understand." I waved towards the Fourth Young Master, telling him to put away his kitchen knife and knock Yang Qunmei's husband out.

I, Yang Qunmei, don't want to care about her, I'm really not good at coaxing children. Tian Tian, this child, can even surpass me, and I don't want to ask anymore questions to Yang Qunmei.

Every time she said something, it was always a half-truth and a half-lie, because from the bottom of her heart, she had to shirk it for her own sake. There had to be something she was hiding.

I opened the door and walked out of the courtyard, allowing Yang Qunmei to shout and shout at home. Her youngest son seemed to be already used to it as he cried quietly at the side.

He knew that nothing would happen to the child, because there was still enough meat in the fridge on the third floor to prevent the couple from being so savage as to eat the child.

After leaving the courtyard, I slowly walked towards the village's canteen. I bought a bottle of water and quietly sat at the entrance.

From time to time, the owner of the stall looked at me. She wanted to speak, but didn't know how to do so. In the end, the owner was bold enough to come out and secretly remind me to leave Yang Qunmei's house.

Yesterday, when Yang Qunmei and I wandered around the village for so long, it was normal for the villagers to know that I had a relationship with her.

I thanked her first, then bought a popsicle stick and a pile of snacks. I sat at the table in front of the canteen and chatted with the Lady Boss.

Originally, the Lady Boss didn't know how to start a conversation, so she immediately picked up the conversation.

Yang Qunmei's husband's family used to be a big part of the village, but she couldn't really tell how big it was.

However, she didn't know why she suddenly went crazy. Strange things happened every generation. The chickens, ducks, dogs, and the like all came to their home and never came out. Their home also had many of these things.

Even more outrageous was the fact that people often saw their family move around the cemetery mountains, and when someone died, they would move around even more diligently.

However, there was no evidence to support this. Furthermore, they were all guessing and did not want to offend them. At most, they would avoid them and sympathize with their children.

I asked her if she knew when this madness started. The Lady Boss couldn't explain it, but the Boss said something on the side, saying that it seemed to be from Yang Qunmei's husband's great-grandfather's generation. After that generation, their family members didn't seem to be in a good state until they were thirty.

Just as they were chatting, Yang Qunmei suddenly walked over with the child in her arms. She did not have a smile on her face, and did not have the least bit of formalities, as though she was just like a broken pot that was about to break down.

The couple from the canteen were frightened by her appearance and hurriedly retreated back into the shop, looking at her with a fawning and smiling expression.

However, Yang Qunmei acted as if he did not see it, and pushed his youngest son into my embrace, then took off the bag on his back and handed it to me: "There are two hundred and forty thousand inside, as well as my family's property certificate, Zhejiang Province's property certificate, and the keys to the house and car. Help me bring my two children over to my cousin."

Then, ignoring the crying of the child in my arms, she turned and walked away.

I wanted to sneer at her. She started to focus only on the peculiar needs in her body. Even the ones that were here to help them were eaten by them.

Now that she was seen through by me and the child was forced onto me in such a tough manner, it was as if if if I didn't save her child, I was a great villain.

I didn't hug the child, but let him slide down my knees. I ran out of the room and hugged Yang Qunmei, crying out loud.

While the boss and the Lady Boss looked at each other, I leisurely licked my ice cream and looked at the ants on the ground.

"Aren't you a good person? Aren't you a fairy? Why didn't you save them? Didn't you know what would happen if they followed me? Did you just watch them become like that? " Yang Qunmei pushed me a few times, but he didn't push the child away.

I sneered. Could it be that just because I couldn't bear to see my child suffer, I was going to help her raise her child? Didn't she think that just now, she and her husband had to be killed and eaten?

Now that I've rescued myself and escaped, they know that I have the ability to do so, so they want to give me the child to raise, and have me put in so much effort to bring them children, and even morally kidnap them. This is a bit too much.

"Qin Chenmo, how can you be like this? Can you just watch as our child dies together with us? Is your conscience okay? " Yang Qunmei held her youngest son's head and howled at me while crying, "How can you be so heartless?

The canteen was originally the most concentrated place in the village, and with Yang Qunmei's family being the news center, they would see her hugging a child and yelling at me. Her nose and tears were all over the place, and the villagers were already poking their heads out and using their eyes to point at me.

The Lady Boss didn't seem to be able to bear it. She whispered to me, "Isn't there more than 200,000 yuan? It's not a big deal to raise a child."

I glanced at the Lady Boss and she immediately shrunk back. She chuckled at me and stopped talking, but there was still disapproval in her eyes.

Yang Qunmei was still yelling at me, hugging the child and staring at me angrily, as if I had done something to let her down.

I've seen a lot of strange things recently, and her gaze has no effect on me at all.

Quietly standing up, he threw her backpack back to her and said, "If you want everyone in the village to know about your family's third floor, or if I suggest digging your own grave, you can scream again."

Yang Qunmei's voice paused for a moment, looked at me in panic, and said in embarrassment: "How did you know? Didn't you not go to the cemetery yesterday? "You …"

I coldly snorted and picked up the items in my bag. "If you really want to solve your root cause, then stay at home and wait for my friend to come over."

"What did you see yesterday?" What's the use of your friend coming? Haven't we invited enough God of Taoists!? " Yang Qunmei's eyes were clearly filled with disbelief, she hugged her son and looked at me with a sneer.

"Whether it's useful or not, we will know after we dig up your ancestor's grave." Suddenly, Yang Wei's sinister voice came from behind me. He smiled sinisterly at me: "It's rare to hear you say that there's such a strange matter, so I rushed over early. I didn't expect it to truly surprise me."