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When Li Qianqian heard what Qin Nuo said, she hesitated for a moment before she nodded: "Okay, when is tomorrow?"

"How do you feel after two o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Okay, I'll come to you tomorrow. Eat it while it's hot for supper. It won't taste good when it's cold."

After Li Qianqian left, Qin Nuo closed the door and went back to the living room, opened the bag and started to eat. After a busy night, she was really hungry.

"You want to take that girl to the neighbor's house?"

"According to Li Qianqian's combat strength, she is indeed a good bodyguard, but she didn't go to the neighbor's house, but went to Yanan's house." Qin Nuo tore off a piece of roasted chicken leg, took a bite, the crispy sound, the corners of the mouth flowed oil Noodles increase appetite.

"why?"

"I don't know, Li Qianqian, an NPC in the game, doesn't feel that simple to me. Maybe she has something to do with the main story line." Qin Nuo said while eating.

This is pure sixth sense.

However, with the experience of several sets of dungeon vp, the credibility of this sixth sense will not be low!

Just like an inverted master, he may not be proficient in other industries, but in his own industry, technical experience is indispensable, and his sense of smell is equally sensitive.

Qin Nuo smelled such a scent on Li Qianqian.

"I don't understand, but I was shocked." The blood-eyed ghost said.

"I should be busy tomorrow."

"The scumbag father in the family is a problem that needs to be solved."

"On the mainline, we must also speed up the progress. The time left for me in the dungeon is already very tight."

While Qin Nuo was talking, he finished the roast chicken two or three times, cleaned up briefly, went to the bathroom to wash off the oil stains on his mouth, then returned to the room, digested a little, then lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, the alarm clock next to the bed woke Qin Nuo up.

When I opened my eyes, it was already bright outside the window, and I slept until eleven o'clock.

Qin Nuo got up in a hurry, changed his clothes, washed up, and arrived at the bun shop before the peak business hours.

Today's boss looks very bad, holding a dough roll, working there, the noise is scary.

Qin Nuo naturally knew what was going on, so he still asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with the boss today, he looks bad?"

"What did that brat tell you yesterday?" the boss asked with a dark face.

"No, I didn't say anything." Qin Nuo faltered.

Seeing this expression, the boss snorted coldly: "That brat disappeared last night, and he must have slipped back to the acting department again. Catch him, and I will definitely break his leg!"

With a violent swing of the arm, the noodle roll exploded again, sending sawdust flying.

Of course, Qin Nuo couldn't say that your son was lost to me, so after a few symbolic words of comfort, he went to work in the back kitchen.

The peak period of the business is very short, and today is the weekend, after about two hours of busy work, the business in the store has gradually become deserted.

The boss took off his apron, put it aside, took his little cattail fan, and prepared to lie down on the wicker chair as usual.

Qin Nuo also took off his apron, washed his hands, looked at the count, went to the door and told the boss that he still had something to do and had to leave.

The boss waved his hand and didn't care, indicating that Qin Nuo could leave.

Back home, Qin Nuo simply prepared some things, went out, bypassed the fence, and arrived at the middle-aged woman's house.

The decoration of the middle-aged woman's home is very beautiful, in the style of a country house, and there are all kinds of potted plants in the small courtyard, which have been meticulously built. Even so, it still gives people a very deserted feeling. a feeling of.

Qin Nuo never thought that he would take the initiative to come to the door. Although he couldn't help himself, he made some preparations as a precaution before coming.

In front of the red-painted door, Qin Nuo rang the doorbell twice, and the door opened a gap.

Qin Nuo didn't see the person who opened the door. On the clean floor, the black cat looked at Qin Nuo lazily, then continued to sleep with its head down.

Qin Nuo instinctively wanted to stroke the black cat, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand.

The living room is large, and the tidy environment gives people a sense of comfort. At least it is very different from the environment in Qin Feng's home.

"It looks like a wealthy family, but it's the hostess of the family. It makes people feel crazy."

Qin Nuo thought about it, and wanted to find a place to sit down, but before she sat down, a voice came from behind: "Auntie thought you wouldn't come."

Qin Nuo looked back at the middle-aged woman's heavily made-up face, even though it was daytime, it gave people a very frightening feeling.

Qin Nuo was used to these sudden shocks, and said with a dry smile, "We're all neighbors, so it's normal to be a friendly guest."

"Yes, auntie, friendly."

"Oh, I also brought some fruit to Auntie. As a thought, I put it on the table." Qin Nuo took the fruit and put it on the table, showing no flaws in the politeness of being a guest.

The middle-aged woman ignored some key words that Qin Nuo emphasized, picked up a grape and put it in her mouth, and said leisurely: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out if you are a guest at someone's house without an adult's escort?"

Qin Nuo looked calm and relaxed: "Why, Auntie is so beautiful, I can't connect with the word "bad guy."

The middle-aged woman smiled, but the smile was not like a happy smile after being praised, but more like a self-evident sneer.

"You said last night that you wanted to see my daughter?"

Qin Nuoxin asked if I had said this, and said: "If my auntie daughter is taking a nap, there is no need for this."

Ghosts of resentment usually can't control their emotions, and Qin Nuo doesn't want to meet such ghosts.

But it seemed that he couldn't help it. The moment he finished speaking, a black wind blew up in the house, followed by a sound, and all the doors and windows were slammed shut in an instant.

The light in the room dimmed in an instant...

===Chapter 222 Brewing Tragedy, Living in Harmony!===

The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and a ghostly aura of resentment pervaded the air. After the doors and windows were closed, the hall became dark and cold.

A petite black shadow appeared under the door and window, and the black cat on the cabinet suddenly barked twice, got up and jumped into the shadow's arms.

The black shadow stared straight at Qin Nuo, revealing a kind of resentment.

Qin Nuo looked around and said to the middle-aged woman, "Auntie, is your daughter a little autistic?"

The middle-aged woman made a pot of tea, poured two cups, drank one cup by herself, and said flatly, "My daughter doesn't like the sun."

"Or, the Sun Society killed her."

Qin Nuo's face was slightly startled, and he asked, "Are you sick?"

He glanced at the black figure, the reason why he couldn't see her clearly was because she was always covered by a layer of black air of resentment, and only a pair of eyes could penetrate the black air.

The girl's eyes lacked spirit, and when she stared at someone, she looked like a dead person.

"A rare actinic skin disease. When exposed to a slightly stronger light, the skin will become sensitive and inflamed. If it is not properly treated for a long time, it will even affect breathing difficulties, blindness and so on."

"So, my daughter has always needed to nebulize these medical equipment and drugs, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

The middle-aged woman blew on it, took a sip of tea, and put the ceramic teacup back on the table.

"This disease caused her to become autistic. All the space for activities is in this house, and she has never even stepped out of the door. She has no friends and can only express some simple emotions. She is as simple as a three-year-old Child."

Qin Nuo looked over there again, it seemed that it was because of the lack of light, the ghostly aura around the girl dissipated little by little, and a little skin was exposed on the hands and feet.

It's like the skin that has been scabbed for a long time after being severely burned. Some flesh and blood are red, and only a little bit is exposed, which makes people shudder, and a glimpse of the horror that reminds the whole picture.

The corners of Qin Nuo's eyes twitched, and he suddenly looked away. After the girl stared at him, she didn't look away.

The middle-aged woman somehow found out a photo and pushed it to Qin Nuo.

Above is a group photo of a middle-aged woman and her daughter. The girl in the photo is wearing ponytails. The blood vessels on her fair skin can be seen. There is a small smile on her small face, but there is a little wisdom in her eyes.

It can be seen that although the fate of their daughter has been unfair, the mother and daughter still did not give up on life, but treated it optimistically. This can be seen from the careful dressing of their daughter and the doting smile.

"Isn't it beautiful?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Sister is very cute." Qin Nuo nodded.

"Then can you imagine what she looks like now?"

Qin Nuo was dumbfounded.

"I deliberately dress up every day. I wear beautiful clothes and heavy makeup. It's not dirty like outsiders think, just because I want to show my daughter."

"I used to be a dance teacher. My daughter was alone at home, and she always looked forward to seeing me back home dressed up. At that time, my daughter would show some smiles."

"Although it is rare, it is enough for me. Fate is not fair, but at least it gave me a beloved daughter."

The middle-aged woman said quietly, looking at the light yellow tea in the cup absently.

Qin Nuo knew that some things cannot be avoided. A tragedy can destroy a person and a family, so he directly said: "Is it because of that scum..."

The middle-aged woman looked up at Qin Nuo with frightening eyes: "That day, the classes in the dance room were very tight. I locked the doors and windows and asked my daughter to stay at home obediently. My daughter likes to be quiet. After I left, she She will always take out the books and study word by word, she is destined not to be like children of the same age, but she is also working hard to keep up with the pace."

"After I left, your father, Qin Bei, lingered at the door of my house. His face was very bad, but he looked crazy. After wandering around for a week, he pried open a window in the backyard and entered the house."

"In the lobby, he rummaged through everything he could find and found some money, but it didn't satisfy him, so he went to the second floor."

"My daughter was in the room, and when she heard the noise, she thought it was me coming back, and ran out of the room happily, only to see a scary looking stranger, she was terrified, and ran back to her room to hide .”

"Your father heard the movement, entered the room, and found my daughter in the corner of the closet."

"My daughter hid in a corner, she didn't dare to make a sound, and she didn't dare to resist. Your father was worried about attracting neighbors, so my daughter was tied up and thrown on the bed. When I searched, I opened a corner of the curtain, and the light just shone on on my daughter, it was noon and the sun was scorching..."

"Your father saw my daughter's abnormality and ignored it. Even though he saw that my daughter's skin was inflamed and rotten, he found some machines in the cabinet, took them all and left."

"After I finished work, I saw this scene through the surveillance on my mobile phone. I rushed home desperately. My daughter had fainted. Her skin was burned all over her body, and the most serious thing was her face."

"I tried my best to find the potion, but your father smashed all of them, and your father took all the important medical equipment as valuables."

"I covered her with a black cloth and rushed to the hospital in the village. On the way, she said she couldn't breathe, and said a lot of things, saying that she wanted to see the beautiful clothes I wore and eat the meals I cooked. At the hospital, my daughter had lost her voice..."

The middle-aged woman had crystals dripping from the corners of her eyes. Recalling these things always felt like a dagger piercing deep into her heart.

"After that, she became what she is now."

"Although my daughter continues to accompany me in another way, whenever she thinks that your father is still outside, she will always become very painful."

"Her eyes were dull, and she lost her previous optimism about life, leaving only revenge and resentment."

"He clearly saw that my daughter was in pain, so he chose to ignore it. He clearly knew that those equipment were my daughter's life-saving things, so he chose to take them away."

"A lively life, in his eyes, is not as happy as those few minutes."

"I understand that no matter what I do, my daughter will not be able to return to what she was before. All I can do is eliminate the source of her hatred."

The middle-aged woman's words have been very straightforward.

As the son of that scumbag father, Qin Nuo felt embarrassed for Qin Feng now.

Chi! !

Over there, the ghosts of hatred and resentment are spreading.

When passing through the coffee table and the floor, they all turned black and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The intense chill penetrated the pores on the back and stimulated the spinal nerves.

The little girl tilted her head, and in her bloodshot eyes, there was an obvious killing intent amidst the resentment.

Qin Nuo saw it, and secretly clenched something.

"My daughter said, you have two choices." The middle-aged woman spoke.

"You, or your father, always have to bear it alone, don't you?"

Qin Nuo was silent for a moment, then said with a smile: "A hopeless scum, why should I pay for him?"

After saying these words, the maliciousness continued to increase. The little girl raised her hand and stretched it towards Qin Nuo.

Then a finger was placed on Qin Nuo's forehead. Qin Nuo didn't speak, but looked at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman said: "You don't have much time. The resentment in my daughter is about to dominate her reason. You know what this means."

Qin Nuo stood up, distanced himself from the black shadow, and said with a smile, "I understand. If there is nothing else, let's stop here for today's visit."

"Next time I will bring my father with me to visit my aunt and sister. If you don't want to eat the fruit on the table, put it in the refrigerator first, or it will go bad."

After speaking, Qin Nuo walked towards the door, but the door was still tightly closed.

"How about opening the door?" Qin Nuo looked back at the black figure, but in the blink of an eye, the little girl disappeared, the ghostly aura of resentment in the room dissipated, and the tightly closed doors and windows were all opened again in an instant. Bright light shone in again.

"Little friend, Auntie likes you very much. At least you live an open and frank life with clear hatred, unlike your father."

"After seeing your father, tell him that some things are taken, and interest is charged. I will remember the interest for so many years."

Qin Nuo just nodded slightly and left the room.

After bypassing the fence and returning home, Qin Nuo poured a glass of water and downed it.