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"It's like having a nightmare and seeing something terrible. It's been like this every day for more than half a month. I'm almost exhausted physically and mentally."

"Anchor, help me find out what's wrong with this kid?"

[It seems that children can see some unclean things. Could it be that your granddaughter saw something?The light in this room is so dim, why don't you change it to a brighter light. 】

[When my son was a child, he woke up crying every night, so I put a pair of scissors under the pillow, and it got better later.Or you can try it out. 】

Ye Ling said: "There is indeed Yin Qi in your room."

The old man's expression changed immediately.

"Really...is there really something unclean?"

Ye Ling nodded.

"Ouch!" The old man stood up holding his grandson, ran out of the door, and shouted upstairs: "Bingbing, come down, Bingbing."

"What's wrong mom?"

"Come down quickly."

A fat woman in pajamas ran down the stairs.

The old man said nervously: "Bingbing, you are right, there are really dirty things in my room."

Qian Bingbing was stunned for a moment, "Did you see it?"

"It's what the host said."

"What anchor?"

"A live fortune-telling anchor, I often watch her live broadcast, it is very effective. I was lucky just now, I snatched a lucky bag, and spent 1000 yuan to let the anchor show it to Xiaoqi. dirty stuff."

Hearing that her mother-in-law spent 1000 yuan for fortune-telling, Qian Bingbing's expression changed slightly.

"Give me your phone."

The old man went back to his room and picked up his phone.

"Ouch, I don't dare to stay in the room now, Bingbing, you see goose bumps on my body. What a black man." The old man said while touching his arm.

Qian Bingbing took the phone from her mother-in-law and looked at Ye Ling in the live broadcast.Such a young and beautiful anchor, is it really reliable?

She asked half-believingly, "Anchor, is there really a ghost in my mother's room?"

"Not too clean, but not necessarily a ghost."

"What do you mean?"

"You point your phone at the room and let me take a closer look at what's inside."

"Okay." Qian Bingbing complied.

The room where the old man lived was very small, and the TV, bed, and wardrobe flashed on the screen of the mobile phone.There is no other furniture.

"What's hanging at the head and end of the bed?" Ye Ling didn't see clearly just now.

"It's a photo."

"let me see."

"it is good."

Qian Bingbing pointed the camera at a photo hanging on the wall at the end of the bed.

In the photo, the old man is wearing a red cheongsam, with a pearl necklace hanging around his snow-white neck, and his hair is coiled up.She stood in front of a villa with a smile on her face and an elegant and generous demeanor.

"And show me the picture on the bedside too."

Qian Bingbing pointed her phone at the photo hanging beside the bed.

In the photo, the old man is wearing a white mink coat and carrying a brand-name bag, standing under a plum tree, looking beautiful and luxurious.

[I always feel that this photo looks a bit inconsistent. 】

[Old sister is so fashionable.Sure enough, people rely on clothes, beautiful and majestic. 】

[This photo is really nice. 】

Seeing that the barrage was praising him, the old man's face was full of joy. "I took this photo a month ago. Hehe... the old people in the village basically took it, but ah, I took the most beautiful one."

"Other people's photos are too petty, not as good-looking as mine. I took the photos and brought them back, and my daughter-in-law praised me."

Qian Bingbing hugged her daughter and asked, "Could it be related to these two photos?"

"That's right, there is something wrong with the photo." Ye Ling said.

"I took a closer look just now, and the person in the photo and the old man seem to be two people. Hmm... how should I put it, it's like the body and face are not the same person."

"Yes, yes." Qian Bingbing said hastily: "A month ago, a photographer came from the village. The name is "Sunset Red Photo Studio", which specializes in taking photos of women over 40 years old. An extra 10 yuan was added for the frame. At that time, many elderly people in the village took photos."

"My mother-in-law came back very happily with two photos. When I saw it, I felt that something was wrong. The face is my mother-in-law's, but the body is not my mother-in-law's at all."

"The people in the photo studio just put the old man's face on other people's photos. At that time, I thought it was not expensive anyway. The old man had never had a photo taken in his life, so he spent tens of dollars to buy two photos and came back. It's good to be happy."

Ye Ling said: "It's nothing at all, but the person in this photo should have passed away, and now your mother-in-law's face is on it, so it's just..."

Her words made the faces of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law change at the same time.

[Sounds scary, am I not wrong?Did the mother-in-law put her face on a dead person?Damn, it's so permeable, no wonder the baby cries in fright at night. 】

[It’s better to go to a regular photo studio to take pictures, now some people really do anything to make money.What do you think of putting the face of the living on the dead?It's so wicked. 】

[Isn't it...]

The old man almost cried when he saw the barrage, "Then what should we do now?"

Qian Bingbing was a bold one. Putting down her daughter, she stepped forward and took down the photo hanging on the wall, and threw it on the ground. "Is it okay to burn these two photos in an earthen stove now?"

Ye Ling said, "Yes, that's it."

"Then I'll burn it now."

"It's cloudy now, so let's burn it again tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

"It's too wicked, the people in the photo studio." Qian Bingbing picked up the two photos with an angry face, and went out with one in each hand.

The old man sat on the chair with a very ugly face. "Tomorrow I will go to the "Sunset Red Photo Studio" and ask them to give me an explanation. For the past month, my granddaughter has been scared to cry by it every night. It's so wicked. My poor granddaughter."

Ye Ling asked: "Tomorrow you will ask other people in the village to destroy the photos as well."

"OK, no problem."

"Thank you, anchor."

"You're welcome, it's getting late, you and your granddaughter should go to bed early."

"Ok."

The video hangs up.

After Qian Bingbing threw the photo beside the clay stove, she came back. "Mom, let Xiaoqi sleep with me tonight, and let her sleep with you after burning the photos tomorrow."

"You have to go to work tomorrow, will Xiaoqi disturb you at night? Now that the photos are out, it should be all right?"

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I will rest."

"Well, then let Xiaoqi sleep with you."

Qian Bingbing said: "You'd better not go to the back at night, I put the photo at the earthen stove."

"Okay, I won't go."

Qian Bingbing picked up her daughter and went upstairs.