Lao Zheng made a move to retreat in order to advance.

These days, ordinary people are struggling to survive, so who has the time to adopt a disabled baby?

He was sure that no one would take over this hot potato.

Sure enough, everyone laughed coquettishly upon hearing this, and no one said anything.

Xue Yuke never thought about leaving with anyone else.

How could she "take care" of this old man if she left with someone else?

So when Lao Zhengtou tried to take her out of the car again, Xue Yuke did not cause any trouble.

After everyone had dispersed, Old Zheng locked the door and turned to look at Xue Yuke fiercely.

He had forgotten what was unusual just now and thought it was because of his lack of strength.

"I'm telling you, your parents don't want you anymore. If you don't listen to me, I will throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves, and let the wolves bite you to death!"

He took out his belt and said, "If you dare to rip off my paper shell again, I'll beat you to death!"

Deep wrinkles crisscrossed the face, and the back was habitually carried, making the whole person look old and ferocious.

Xue Yuke was not afraid at all. He stared at her big dark eyes and suddenly laughed, pointing behind Lao Zhengtou and shouting: "Sister, sister is so beautiful!"

Lao Zheng suddenly looked back, but there was nothing behind him.

"How dare you play me!"

Old Zheng picked up his belt and was about to draw blood.

However, something tripped under his feet, causing him to fall forward and knock out his two loose front teeth.

"Oh my front teeth!"

Old Zhengtou held his front teeth sadly, feeling that he was really unlucky today.

And Xue Yuke laughed again and clapped her hands: "Sister is so awesome! Sister beats the bad guys!"

Lao Zheng looked at the flat ground under his feet, feeling his heart tingle, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Damn girl, there's no one else in this room, who are you talking to!"

Xue Yuke suddenly smiled strangely and pointed at the back of Lao Zheng's head.

Old Zheng looked back, only to see a pale face hanging upside down, with hair as long as seaweed resting on his hand.

"Ahhh!"

Lao Zheng screamed so hard that his voice broke, and then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"I'm really not scared, I thought I was very capable."

Xue Yuke sneered, turned around and stretched out his little hand to pour himself a glass of cold water.

When Lao Zheng woke up, it was already late at night.

He climbed up from the ground, pressing his sore back. Thinking of what I just saw, I couldn't help but get excited and immediately looked around.

But there was nothing, only the little doll he had picked up sitting on the stool.

He pressed on his racing heart.

He must be hallucinating... No, it must be, there are no ghosts in this world!

It's all this girl who's doing the trick!

He suddenly turned his head to look at Xue Yuke, but he saw that the girl on the stool had begun to mutate!

The dull hair suddenly began to grow long, and soon it was coiled on the ground several times.

Her eyes were red, her lips were jet black, and her little face was black and blue. Anyway, she had no color related to human beings.

Old Zheng's head collapsed on the ground again: "You, you, you, you... what the hell are you!"

Xue Yuke opened his mouth and said, "I am the baby you brought back."

"Ah! Help! There is a ghost!"

Old Zheng turned around and crawled toward the door, screaming miserably.

The hair swirling on the ground quickly wrapped around his waist, trapping him. The tips of the hair became extremely hard and penetrated his lips, completely sewing his mouth shut.

"Um..."

Lao Zheng's painful cry was blocked in his throat. His eyes protruded from the pain, and red bloodshot eyes burst out from the whites of his eyes.

A suspicious water stain appeared under him.

Xue Yuke covered her mouth and nose in disgust: "Be obedient, or I will penetrate your brain and turn you into a vegetative state. You can only lie in bed and be unable to move for the rest of your life!"

Old Zheng nodded in horror, not doubting the authenticity of her words.

The hair is gradually recovered.

Soon, the room returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

But the severe pain at the corner of his mouth reminded Old Zheng that what just happened was not a dream!

No, we can't stay here any longer!

Lao Zheng was rolling on his head and crawling on the ground trying to run out.

A strand of hair penetrated his calf, and he screamed and fell to the ground, his whole body convulsing with pain.

When I stood up and took a look, I saw that countless hairs had penetrated the calf, and the flesh was riddled with holes and was extremely torn.

"Ahhh!"

Lao Zheng's head is about to collapse.

Where on earth did I attract such a monster?

The next second, his mouth was sealed again.

"It's noisy."

Xue Yuke sat on her hair floating in the air, her legs dangling, and her empty trouser legs looked even more weird.

"No no no no!"

Lao Zhengtou burst into tears and looked at Xue Yuke pleadingly.

I knew it was wrong!

Xue Yuke tilted his head and smiled innocently: "It's too late, I gave you a chance."

She wrapped her hair around Lao Zhengtou's waist and threw him into the kitchen: "I'm hungry."

Lao Zheng hurriedly got up and cooked noodles for her.

"Wash your paws first."

Old Zheng hurriedly fetched a basin of water and washed his hands cleanly.

During this process, he stretched the wound on his mouth, his tears fell on his wrist, and the piece of flesh was directly cut off by Xue Yuke.

"dirty."

Now Lao Zhengtou didn't even dare to shed tears.

Fearfully preparing a bowl of noodles, Xue Yuke took two bites and then threw it away.

"It's unpalatable."

She had been to so many planes, and this was the first time she had eaten such unpalatable noodles. The noodle soup was like water from a pot.

"Go to the restaurant and order me some stir-fried kidneys, or I'll cut off your head!"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zheng turned around and ran out as if he had been granted amnesty.

Great, you can escape by yourself!

After exiting the gate, he remembered that his mouth was still sewn shut. He reached out to touch it, only to find that his mouth was intact.

What was sewn up by his hair and what was a painful hole seemed to be all his hallucinations.

"I...I'm really not dreaming?"

When he looked down, he saw a strand of hair tightly wrapped around his waist.

The hair was very long, leading directly to his home.

Cut it off! Must cut it!

Just cut it off and you can run away!

Old Zheng turned his head and looked around, then rushed into a nearby house. Regardless of what others were saying, he took out the scissors and went to cut the hair wrapped around his waist.

But the hair seems to be extremely soft, but in fact it can be cut no matter how hard it is cut.

And the more it was cut, the closer his waist got.

"Oh, Mr. Old Zheng, why are you so crazy! It's so late at night, you scared my kids!"

Aunt Wang didn't dare to get close. She stood at the door of the house and watched his strange behavior, her face turned pale with fright.

"It keeps cutting, why does it keep cutting?"

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