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Chapter 502 Inquiry(1/2)

The master originally did not accept the commission during his vacation. This time, it was because he was acquaintance and was told that it was about a child's commission that he finally accepted the commission.

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"Dad, mom."

The door was opened again.

The door was not closed when Grandma Luo and the others came in before.

Uncle Man and Aunt Tang pushed the door open and entered directly.

...

Of course, the couple will not be absent from today.

It was Aunt Tang who insisted that what happened today was what happened today.

Uncle Man is not at ease with his daughter either.

Even though he was cold to this child before, he actually knew in his heart that this was his daughter and the crystallization of his love with his deceased wife.

He knew that children were innocent, and that they were always unable to turn a corner and were worried that they would hurt their children, so they deliberately kept away from them.

The child is fine, so he will naturally not say anything.

However, something happened to the child, Uncle Man became anxious and panicked.

Especially such a strange thing.

......

Regarding Aunt Tang’s words, he went from being disbelief at the beginning to scolding him verbatim to asking him verbatim at the end, trying to find any clues from it.

But if Aunt Tang said it was true, then was his daughter really entangled by monsters?

He was very worried.

Such a ridiculous thing...

For him, a high-intellectual, it is really a bit difficult to accept.

For a moment, I forgot about the awkwardness of my child.

Just thinking about confirming that the child is fine.

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"Oh, you're here."

Grandma Luo greeted me briefly, then turned to the master, and asked anxiously: "Master, look at me, a child?"

The master waved his hand.

A needle fell in the room for a while.

...

Before coming, the master had been told in detail about the whole thing.

He looked at the child, his expression had not changed, but he was a little confused.

He didn't find anything wrong with the child.

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"Little Star."

The master spoke, and there seemed to be a special charm in his voice, which made people unable to help but let go of their tense emotions and their expressions became soft.

"Have you found something wrong before?"

"What I have on myself, or what I have in my surroundings?"

...

Many people have asked the same question Xiaomantianxing, but her answer is the same as it was at the beginning.

The child buried his face in his grandfather's shoulder, unable to see clearly, and his little head shook.

The aura on Xiao Mantianxing inexplicably revealed some resistance.

...

"This kid."

Although Grandma Luo's mouth was a bit blameful, the movements of touching the child's head were very gentle. "Sorry, Master, Xiao Mantianxing is a little afraid of being angry."

"It doesn't matter."

The master shook his head, "Who is Ms. Tang?"

...

"Master, I am."

Suddenly hearing his name, Aunt Tang was stunned for a moment before she realized.

She stepped forward and nodded slightly to the master, with a gentle and gentle expression.

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"Ms. Tang, can you tell me the reason why you think this child is haunted by monsters?"

Although the master will understand the content and details of the commission in advance, he still likes to listen to the parties involved to tell him in person, so that he will often find something that cannot be expressed in words.

And these things often have a big or small effect on his completion of the entrustment.

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"OK."

Aunt Tang thought for a while, and her face looked a little ugly when she thought of those unpleasant things.

"The first time, I made lily millet porridge for my child, and I wanted to give it to Xiaomantianxing for her to eat it myself."

"Because I have a two-year-old child, he still needs me to feed him."

......

"I put a bowl of porridge and put it in the kitchen for a while."

"Then I walked to the child's room with the porridge and wanted to hand it over to the child. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the child, I felt like I was hit by something in my stomach."

Speaking of this, Aunt Tang couldn't help but caress her stomach, and the pain seemed to appear faintly again.

"I fell backwards. It was a blessing to have the bed behind me, but I just fell on the bed with my upper body, but my waist hit the edge of the bed. My eyes were dark for a moment because of the pain.

"Of course, the porridge has been turned over."

"I was really confused at that time and didn't understand what happened?"

...

Aunt Tang frowned and touched her lower back again. Although she went to the hospital for examination later, she found that nothing serious was happening, and she didn't hurt her muscles and bones, but she was just a little bruised, but it was really painful.

Moreover, the large bruise disappeared after several days.

......

"I thought it was the child who was in a hurry to drink porridge, but accidentally hit me."

"But when I came to my senses, the child was sitting on the ground, and his position had not changed."

"And, I realized later that Xiaomantianxing didn't have that much strength to knock me away."

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"I was very surprised. I asked Xiao Mantianxing, but she didn't know anything."

"Because I have nothing to find, I can only admit that I am unlucky."

"If things just pass like this, it's fine."

"But later, after many times, every time I approach Xiaomantianxing, I will always be hit by unknown things."

"And, sometimes, I can hear terrifying sounds in my ears."

“Even when you go to bed at night is not very stable.”

Aunt Tang pinched her earlobe, "These days, because the child is not at home, I have lived a few days of peace."

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Hearing this, Zhang Bo and the others felt a little harsh and couldn't help but curl their lips unsatisfiedly.

What does it mean?

He said that he was so aggrieved. Who knows if you did what you did to Xiao Mantianxing to bring such a "reward"?

...

Then he looked at Xiaomantianxing with some concern.

But I saw the child lying on my grandfather's shoulders, making her expression invisible.
To be continued...
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