After pompom enters Hades

Hei Wuchang was so wronged through the ages, he quickly clarified: "It's the silk of the spirit corpse spider..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a soft puff, and the boy who was glaring at him had turned back into a little pompom, and fell to the ground with a thud, with big bright eyes open, looking at Heiwuchang innocently.

Heiwuchang: "..." Can't I finish talking!

The little pompom hid the soul stone candy with a guilty conscience.Oops, I just stretched out again!Don't let the black-robed ghost find out.

Hei Wuchang picked up the pompom on the ground and inspected it carefully from head to toe. He didn't know what was going on with his master's return like a corpse.

Hei Wuchang suppressed his anger, messed up the fur of the little pompom, turned it back into a lop-eared rabbit, and went out to investigate the case with his master who was full of food and drink.

Yan Shiming was afraid that his pregnant wife would be overworked, so he had already let his wife and children sleep in the upstairs bedroom. He was alone in Yang Xinhui's room, guarding the small white smart speaker.

When the three people in the special mediation office came back from a break, Yan Shiming stood up from the dark corner of the bedroom: "It is 11:15, so far I haven't heard any strange sound from the stereo. Before, my wife listened to it after turning off the lights. I didn’t turn on the light when I heard the sound.”

Xiong Cheng waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, none of us are afraid of the dark anyway!"

Zhu Ning carefully observed the sound, but could not see the existence of Yin Qi, and several people stood in the room quietly waiting for the arrival of 2 o'clock at night.

Upstairs, Yang Xinhui and her daughter were sleeping in the same room. The little girl was very excited, chattering about the rabbit she saw during the day, but the child was a child after all, and fell asleep within half an hour.

Since Yang Xinhui became pregnant, she has become more anxious and sensitive. During this period, she suffered from severe insomnia and was often frightened and restless at night. She had to turn on the night light and feel the warm orange light with her eyes closed to feel better.

But she felt that she had caused too much trouble for the family, and she didn't want to disturb her daughter, and she didn't want to propose to sleep in a room alone, causing her husband's worries.

The whole room was pitch black, Yang Xinhui forced herself not to think blindly, and tried to lie on the side of the bed with her eyes closed, not opening her eyes to look at the darkness at the end of the bed.For a while in the whole room, only Yan Jingjing's shallow snoring and the ticking of the clock could be heard.

Yang Xinhui felt that she had been lying down for a long time, her body was very sleepy but her mind became more and more clear. She took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was already 12 o'clock in the evening, but just before she pressed the lock screen button and turned off the screen, a split second.

Yang Xinhui took advantage of the faint light to see a vague black shadow under the end of the bed.

The next moment, the phone screen went off, and the whole room fell into darkness again, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

Yang Xinhui froze, she didn't dare to wake up the phone screen again, she didn't seem to have the guts to check if there was anything at the end of the bed.The shallow breathing of the daughter beside her made her calm down, and Yang Xinhui shrank back under the quilt.

Don't make troubles for no reason anymore, let Shiming and Jingjing worry, this is just neurasthenia, it will be fine until tomorrow morning...

However, from the small white speaker next to Yang Xinhui's pillow, belonging to Yan Jingjing, a soft female voice suddenly came out:

"I'm here!"

Yang Xinhui shivered violently in fright, and couldn't help comforting herself that it was just a sound failure.

"I'm sorry, Xiaozhi didn't understand~"

A few seconds later, the small white speaker sounded again: "I'm here!"

By coincidence, Yang Xinhui tremblingly unlocked the phone and pressed the recording button.

There is also a problem with the smart speaker in the Quiet Room, but Jing Jing was too sound asleep and didn't hear it. Show this recording to their father and daughter, and they will understand.

Yang Xinhui had just pressed the record button for more than ten seconds before recording "I'm here" as she wished, and then recorded an apology from the smart speaker more than 40 seconds later.

Yang Xinhui breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't because she had a mental problem, or because of Feng Shui luck, it was because of a sound failure.Thinking of this, Yang Xinhui quietly put on the earphone on the left, and then pressed the play button, ready to listen to the audio volume.

There was a buzzing electric noise, and less than two seconds later, an inaudible, immature whisper came from the earphone:

"Mom~"

"help me."

Then came the answer from the smart speaker: "I'm here!"

Afterwards, the child's voice seemed to say something in a very low voice, but the childish whisper was so small that it was vaguely inaudible at all.

A huge feeling of strangeness came to my heart, Yang Xinhui frantically pressed the volume button with her hands full of cold sweat, the current noise increased instantly, and Yan Jingjing's soft snoring was even recorded in the audio.

Yang Xinhui dragged the progress bar forward, and finally heard the voice clearly:

"Mom, I'm going to eat you! Giggle..." The pleading in this immature voice has long since disappeared, replaced by a blatant and malicious laugh.

Yang Xinhui's brain exploded, trembling violently, she picked up the phone, and tried to press the switch of the bedside lamp with the faint light of the screen.

But the moment she turned back to look at the bedside table, all the blood in Yang Xinhui's body was drained instantly, and all of it poured into her beating heart - a baby with gray body was squatting on the bedside table, rushing at Yang Xinhui giggle.

The great fear made Yang Xinhui's mind go blank. The phone slipped and fell upside down on the carpet in the bedroom. Losing the only light source, the whole room suddenly went dark.

"Ah!!!!" Yang Xinhui screamed in horror, then struggled to lie down on the bed and reached for the phone, but the bedside table was empty.

Yang Xinhui took the mobile phone, trembling with the faint light of the screen to take pictures, and then was suddenly frozen in place. The gray baby was lying at the end of the bed, slowly crawling towards her...

Yang Xinhui wanted to scream, but her teeth chattered, and she couldn't make a sound. She watched helplessly as the baby lifted a corner of the quilt with her small gray hands and got into the bed.

As the baby crawled, Yang Xinhui felt her whole body getting colder and colder. As the quilt rose and fell, she could feel the icy little hand gradually climbing up, from the ankle to the calf, and then to the knee, it seemed that it would be gone soon. To climb into her belly.

Yang Xinhui was almost overwhelmed by the great fear. She knew she should call and run away, but she couldn't even move a finger.

In the torment of living through the years, Yang Xinhui saw the undulating bulge of Liang's quilt suddenly collapsed, as if that thing had already penetrated...

"what!!!!!"

Just when Yang Xinhui was screaming and about to faint, a childish and majestic shout suddenly sounded in the bedroom:

"Get out!"

In the next second, the phantom of a small gray baby seemed to be kicked hard, flew out from the bed, and smashed into the wall with a bang.

Yang Xinhui's tears were still on her face, but the scream was stuck in her throat. She could feel the yelling behind her, the kindness connected with her blood. There was a sense of stability.

"Little Yinling, dare to break ground on this commander's head? You have taken the courage of the ambitious leopard!" Yang Xinhui's muffled, extremely majestic and immature voice came from her stomach: "This commander's merits and virtues have been waiting for this!" Good reincarnation chance, harmonious parents, gentle elder sister..."

At this moment, Yan Shiming's voice came from outside the door: "Xinhui, are you okay? I seem to have heard a scream just now."

But Hei Wuchang held the rabbit in his arms, walked into the room first, looked at Yang Xinhui's stomach and said seriously: "What's the matter, didn't you drink Meng Po soup?"

Yan Shiming behind didn't know what happened, and pushed the door to follow: "Comrade, what are you talking about Meng Po... Is my wife okay, is she having nightmares again..."

However, before Yan Shiming finished speaking, he suddenly saw the phantom of the gray baby, crawled down the wall, and then suddenly got into Yan Shiming's body!

Yang Xinhui: "Ah!!!!!!"

Yan Shiming's face turned pale and pale, and the expression on his face changed abruptly, until he twisted into a smile: "Heck, I want to..."

Heiwuchang reached out his hand into Yan Shiming's chest, pulled out the ghost, and hung it in the air by one of its hind legs: "What are you going to do?"

Yin Ling was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that it had been lifted out, and then burst into loud cries: Wow——

The voice fills the ear like a magic sound, and it goes straight into the mind!

The little plush rabbit in Heiwuchang's other hand was disturbed, and shouted angrily at the gray guy:

"Hey!!!!!!"

Yin Ling's cries were drowned out, and the little baby closed his mouth tremblingly, not daring to cry anymore.

The world suddenly settled down.

Yan Shiming was really scared this time. What he saw and heard just now had already surpassed his understanding of the world. He rushed to Yang Xinhui and knelt down and asked, "Xinhui, how are you? ..."

Yang Xinhui was also frightened into cold sweat, but she didn't seem to feel any discomfort. Instead, her lower abdomen was warm, which made her a little bloody again. Now that her husband also saw a ghost, Yang Xinhui was inexplicably happy. She wept with joy:

"Shiming, our child saved me, woo woo woo."

Heiwuchang: "But your child didn't drink Mengpo soup."

"What's the matter?" Although her child was a bit fierce, she still didn't want to hear what was wrong with her child: "But if my son didn't drink Mengpo soup, he wouldn't be able to save mother!"

Hei Wuchang looked at the Yin Ling with snot and saliva in disgust, and said at the same time: "Yin Ling is the weakest ghost, and the immature Yin and Yang Qi in fetuses and young children are purer and stronger than most adults. , since ancient times, there has never been a Yin spirit that can possess a fetus."

Yang Xinhui gently touched her stomach: "Baby is the best, it can kick away ghosts!"

Heiwuchang: "But it's not right for him to swear."

Yan Shiming: "What..."

Hei Wuchang: "What's wrong with it?"

Accompanied by a gust of dark wind, two giant green-faced ghosts bowed and knelt down.

Hei Wuchang ordered coldly: "Call the current Mrs. Meng over here, how did you make this soup?"