I heard the sound of a woman gasping for breath, and I heard the sound of her heartbeat.

There are very high ceilings in the view, some familiar ceilings.

Not the ceiling in my bedroom.

I moved my body and separated from the woman.

It's a dream.

It was also a dream just now.

The woman fell asleep on the sofa.

The news sounded from the TV. It was the local news station, talking about the increase in vegetable prices.

The woman turned her head and looked at the wall clock.

She sat up from the sofa and got up and went to the kitchen.

Qiu Ming doesn't have to eat or drink, she needs it.

When Qiu Ming was alive, he always worked, studied, made some amulets and other things during the day. At night they would cook together.

The woman was thinking in her mind whether she should place Qiu Ming downstairs. She could talk to Qiu Ming while cooking. He was not a real patient and needed to rest.

The soup in the pot was rumbling. The woman cut vegetables on the cutting board, making a rhythmic "dodo" sound.

In this peaceful and quiet sound, a click sound broke the original atmosphere.

The woman's hand cutting vegetables stopped.

when!

This sound is the sound of the door lock opening.

The woman turned her head and held the kitchen knife in her hand tightly.

The security in the village is very good. The neighbors are all familiar with each other. Many people grew up together and lived here all their lives. Many people moved to retire specifically.

when!

This time, it was the sound of the door of the small building being opened.

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance.

Da, da, da...

The woman held her breath and held the kitchen knife even harder, blocking her chest.

rustle……

Someone sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV.

"...Okay! Chuanzhonglu! from the middle lane..."

The TV was adjusted several channels and became a commentator for football matches.

The woman's breathing suddenly became messy.

"You damn it! Can you play football?" A loud shout.

The woman's hand shook and almost failed to hold the kitchen knife in her hand.

I could feel the fear coming from the woman. Her brain was already blank.

It is obvious that Qiu Ming did not completely destroy her ex-husband's soul back then, and might have just sent him to the underworld.

In a blink of an eye, the underworld disappeared, Qiu Ming's soul ran back, and the man's soul also chased him.

The woman kept shaking and couldn't think anything.

Since I possessed her and entered a dream, she should be...

"Hey! Where is beer! Where is the wine!" the man shouted.

The footsteps sounded again, and they were constantly approaching the kitchen.

The woman took a step back and reached the cutting board.

The soup in the pot was still rumbling, and a pleasant fragrance came out.

The figure of a man appeared at the kitchen door. He had a big and thick body, his hair, a messy beard, his eyes were muddy, he didn't drink alcohol, but his whole body was filled with alcohol. His eyes were very uncomfortable when he looked at people.

The dreams of the woman were like the one who was dozing off just now.

This is a completely different person from Qiu Ming.

He approached the woman.

The woman was trembling and could not develop a rebellious heart.

She must have resisted this man before his death. She told Wu Ling that she wanted to divorce and tried every means to divorce.

But when this man died, her resistance should have turned into complete fear.

Part of it is despair of real life, part of it is fear of ghosts.

The same is true for her now.

I could feel her despair and fear.

This time, no one can protect her.

"Damn you, can't hear me? Where is the beer!" The man reached out and slapped the woman in the face.

The woman fell to the ground, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground and flew out.

"You trash! You can't do any small things well! Fuck you! What are you doing? Ah!" The man kicked her several times. He looked up and saw the domestic soup and vegetables on the chopping board, and kicked her a few times in dissatisfaction.

The pain is real.

The woman shed tears.

"Amin...Amin..." the woman whispered.

The man bent down, pulled the woman's hair, and lifted her up, "Who are you calling? Who are you calling? You're looking for a wild man! You bitch!"

The man beat her harder.

He looked like he was hollowed out by alcohol, and after a few punches, he was panting.

He stood up straight, looked around, and picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, "It's right here? That wild man is right here! Where did you hide him? Ah! Come out! Get out!"

He held the kitchen knife and walked out.

The woman raised her head in panic.

Her eyes were swollen, her vision was blurred, and her body was in unbearable pain. She still got up and ran out after the man.

The man held the kitchen knife and was already standing on the stairs.

He kicked the chair in the dining room, and the teacup and teapot on the table were called to the ground by him, and it was in a mess.

While he went upstairs, he slashed the handrails and walls with a kitchen knife.

"Stop! Stop!" the woman screamed.

The figure of the man disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The woman rushed up and saw him walking straight to the deepest room in the corridor.

"Stop! Stop!" The woman rushed over, and was kicked in the stomach by him, kneeled down to the ground, and started to retching.

The man turned around and walked towards the study room, kicking the door open.

I saw the yin energy and malice in his body.

Things have gone too far.

From his appearance to his beating a woman and finding Qiu Ming, it was all very smooth.

The woman was conscious of nothing, looked up and saw the man entering the room, and rushed over like crazy.

The man raised the kitchen knife high to Qiu Ming.

"Ahhhhh!" The woman let out a heart-wrenching cry, pounced on the man, bit his ears, and hugged his arm.

The two fell to the ground.

Qiu Ming still sat like that, as I saw in the video, without moving, without blinking.

During the fight between the two, they met the rocking chair, which swayed one after another.

Qiu Ming sat there safely, like a cold and cruel person, watching a farce.

The man was scratched by a woman and bitten his ears off. There were more scars on the woman's body.

The woman was thrown away and her back hit the bookcase. She curled up in pain and couldn't move for a while.

The man stood up, looked at the woman expressionlessly, and turned his head and stared at Qiu Ming.

"Stop... don't... Amin... Amin..." The woman cried and crawled to the man's feet with difficulty, hugging his legs. She was kicked a few times, and blood was overflowing from her mouth, but she refused to let go.

The man was like a robot, repeating this movement and suddenly stopped again. Two or three seconds later, he looked at Qiu Ming again.

The woman raised her head and jumped up in a hurry when she saw this scene.

The kitchen knife that was waving was slashed on the woman's neck.

Blood sputtered on Qiu Ming's face.

His face was stained with blood, and blood slid off his body.

The man's eyes were not on the woman, he just looked at Qiu Ming and did not attack again, as if he was a striker robot, still.

The woman squeezed out a breathing sound from her throat, grabbed the man with both hands, and slowly fell to the ground.

I saw Qiu Ming's eyes moving at this moment.

He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the woman on the ground.
Chapter completed!