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Chapter 48 Evil God
After a while, the door curtain opened, revealing a rickety old man: "Who are you looking for?"

Wen Judao: "Is this Liu Hang's home?"

When the old man heard the word Liu Hang, he was silent for a long time and then said: "Yes, who are you? What are you doing with Ah Hang?"

"I have collected a painting by Liu Hang. I like his paintings very much and want to know about his life." Wenrou walked towards the house.

Ten years later, someone still mentioned his son and praised his son's paintings. The old man was obviously touched. It was a kind of sad pride.

"come in."

The old man lifted the curtain and invited Wenrou into the room.

The room was dark, damp, and small.

Sitting on the bed was an even thinner and older lady.

It is said that if Liu Hang were alive, he would only be around 30 years old this year. His parents should be in their 60s and [-]s and should not be so old.

The old man moved a stool and said, "Please sit down."

Wenrou thanked her and sat down and said, "Can you tell me about Liu Hang?"

The old man walked to the bedside table and took out various pills from a pile of bottles. He said, "Ahang was picked up on the roadside when I came back from the night shift 30 years ago. He was so little at that time, only Five or six months. My wife and I are in our 40s and have no children yet. We loved him very much when we found him. Even though his legs were congenitally disabled, we still love him very much."

"Liu Hang is your adopted child!"

No wonder there seems to be a big age gap. The children are not children of old age, but adopted children.

"Although he was picked up, we have always raised him as our own. Although Ah Hang has a disabled leg, he is very well-behaved. When he was very young, he would sit on a stool and help us with our crafts. When we went to work, he would lean on it. He helped us cook dinner. He has been fond of painting since he was a child, and what he painted looks like something. When he was at the Shanghai Art School in Shanghai, his paintings were bought by others and he made thousands of dollars. When he came back, he gave them to me. "

The old man put the selected pills on the bottle cap and handed them to the old lady.

The old lady took the bottle cap tremblingly, poured all the medicine into her mouth, drank water and swallowed it.

"He is such a good boy!" He has disabled legs and deserves praise for not giving up on himself and loving his family and life. "Then... do you know why Liu Hang jumped off the building?"

Although it was cruel to ask someone why a child committed suicide, Wenrou didn't have any good ideas.

The old man looked at Wenrou, his dim eyes suddenly became sharp: "Ahang will not commit suicide, he will never jump off the building!"

"So you think Liu Hang's death was a murder?" Wenrou's heart trembled, and this was a murder case.

The old man sat next to the old lady with a gloomy look on his face: "The day before Ahang died, he came back once and cooked some dishes for his grandmother and me. He told us that someone wanted to buy his paintings and that he would go back to school to paint after dinner. Painting. After the painting is handed in, he will take us to the city to have a big meal."

"Do you know what Liu Hang's grudges were during his lifetime?"

"Heart knot? He always wanted to make the family's life better and wanted to see a doctor for his grandma."

That is, lack of money.

If the lack of money is Liu Hang's obsession, he must be so stubborn about money. There is resentment in his works.

Just when Wenrou wanted to ask more about Liu Hang's hobbies, friends and living habits, Chu Chu suddenly broke in, screamed and hid behind Wenrou.

"Sister Rourou, help me. There is a wretched guy squatting in that room. It scratched me!" Wenrou turned to look at Chuchu. As expected, there was a wound more than half a foot long from her shoulder to her back. What was flowing out of the wound was not Blood is yin energy.

If the wound is ignored and the Yin Qi is allowed to escape, Chu Chu will dissipate.

Wenrou hurriedly asked Douzi how to help Chuchu.

Douzi said: "We have checked our database. With our current ability, we cannot heal Chu Chu's wounds. The only way now is to use the small sealing technique to put Chu Chu into the mallet, which can slow down the dissipation of Yin Qi from her wounds." speed, but we still have to find a way.”

Without saying a word, Wenrou took out the mallet from her backpack, recited the incantation, and sealed Chu Chu.

Chu Chu, who was banned from the stick, saw that the Yin Qi from the wounds on her body dissipated much slower. Coupled with the nourishment of the stick, she could basically maintain her balance and was fine for the time being.

Wenrou asked Chuchu: "Who hurt you?"

There were tears in Chu Chu's big eyes, it must be quite painful: "In the next room, an ugly guy squatted on the table. Suddenly he jumped up. Its hand was not a hand, but a hook, and it almost grabbed my shoulder. Grab my shoulders."

Although things in the real world cannot hurt Chu Chu, it does not mean that ghosts will not be hurt. Things and objects in the ghost dimension may be harmful to ghosts.

Douzi said: "The guy just chased Chu Chu to the door. Rourou pulled out the mallet, and the guy was scared away."

Wenrou immediately turned on the spiritual eye sensor and found that squatting in the hut next to her was a guy with a face as ugly as a pig, hands like a scimitar, and a body like a shrunken orangutan.

Douzi said: "This guy looks like the evil spirit mentioned in our database. But evil spirits generally can't enter other people's homes. Every serious family has the aura left by the family god in the house, and the evil spirit doesn't dare to approach."

Wen Ju said: "Whatever he is, since he didn't dare to chase him in just now, it means he is afraid of sticks. Let's go over and have a look."

Wenrou stood up, and the two old men looked at her in surprise.

In fact, just now she suddenly took out her mallet and chanted a spell, which confused the two old people.

Wenrou didn't bother to explain to them and walked out of the main room with the mallet in hand.

The evil spirit is in the side room on the right side of the main house.

The door to the side room was closed. Wenrou reached out to push it open. The door was relatively old and creaked open.

Only then did Wenrou understand why evil spirits could enter people's homes, because there was an ugly statue of evil spirits on the table, which was more than a foot high.

After the evil spirit shrank in size, it squatted in its own statue.

Douzi said: "Evil ghosts grow by sucking human luck and various energies. The evil ghosts worshiped by people are called evil gods. If people invite evil gods into their homes, the righteousness left by the original family god will dissipate. Then protect this family. This family relies on evil gods to protect them. Evil gods will help this family do some things, but in the end they will suck away the family's luck and energy. Worshiping evil gods is putting the cart before the horse."

The old man had already lifted the curtain of the main room and looked at Wenrou. He was puzzled by Wenrou's actions and the way she casually opened the side door of his house.

Wenrou closed the side door and walked towards the old man: "Why does your family worship an evil god?"

The old man stood there blankly, and after a while he said: "Evil God? Why is that an evil god?"

Wen Ju said: "Let's talk in the house."

The old man turned back to the house, and Wenrou followed.

(End of this chapter)