Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

The child coughed violently twice, and the candy was coughed out by himself. His face was covered with snot and tears, and he sat on the ground and kept crying. Gu Nansong said impatiently: "Shut up, if you cry again, you will be beaten!" you."

It really worked, the child was so frightened that he only dared to choke once and for all, got up from the ground and couldn't help but stare at Gu Nansong bitterly, it can be seen that Gu Nansong shrank his neck in fear when he saw it, turned around and ran Going back to his room, he slammed the door shut.

It was finally quiet, Gu Nansong rubbed his cheeks, frowning and thinking to himself.

I don't know if the actions just now scared people, no one dared to say anything, they all sat silently and watched Gu Nansong thoughtfully, the gradually depressing atmosphere made several people feel a little uneasy, The child's yelling and crying, those cruel words and ferocious expression, the more you think about it, the more disgusting it becomes, and the more you think about it, the more weird it becomes...

What a failure of education, it will make a young child become like this...

Tian Qun and the others woke up by themselves at three or four in the afternoon.

The left-behind staff and accompanying personal assistants rushed to serve a few people.

Gu Nansong and the others stayed in the room and did not come out.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that the staff who had been looking for a whole half a day came back to the B&B. All of them had heavy faces and dejected looks. At first glance, there was no trace of Zhang Jieli. The person in charge was going crazy. Why... ...The inexplicable loss of such a big person? !

After eleven o'clock.

Lights were turned off in all rooms, and rest began.

Today they didn't eat what the store prepared for lunch, but Zhang Yunxiang ordered it from the hotel.

But just in case, Gu Nansong still put the Awakening Amulet under the pillow. This kind of continuous waking up seems to be smeared with a lot of cooling oil on the temples to stimulate the nerves. The feeling is not good, he turned his head impatiently Looking at the window by the bed, he didn't draw the curtains tonight, all the lights outside the house have been turned off at this moment, only a little bit of blue and white moonlight pouring in through the glass.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, I finally heard a rustling sound.

A black shadow slowly imprinted on the glass.

This time it was closer, and the facial features were firmly pressed against the glass, which was called a distortion.

Gu Nansong was still waiting, instead of jumping up and running out to catch him.

The shadow on the glass stepped back and left, and then the door was gently pushed open, a figure crept in, then grabbed Gu Nansong's travel bag on the small shelf at the foot of the bed and dragged it, dropping the bag on the ground There was a lot of movement, but the person sleeping on the bed didn't notice it. After standing quietly for a while, the figure uttered the familiar "goose" cry.

Gu Nansong: "..." She is really persistent to this candy.

If he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to his room to steal candy, this kid is just so promising!

"Brother Yao, what are you doing!"

The subdued male voice growled in dissatisfaction, and the heavier footsteps gradually approached. The child dragging the backpack walked out eagerly. The bag dragged on the floor and rattled. A taller figure appeared at the door, raised his hand and slapped the brat without saying a word.

The boy was beaten and fell to the ground, trying not to cry.

"Today he beat me and didn't give me candy, brother, beat him."

The special local accent sounds awkward, but Gu Nansong can still hear it clearly, this little thing can turn black and white.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

"No!" The boy probably has a rebellious temper, and he would not let go of the backpack: "I want to beat him! I want candy!"

"If you don't listen, I'll beat you!"

"What are you two talking about?!" The voice was so familiar: "Brother Yao, if you are disobedient, let mom lock you up."

No wonder, this voice can be heard every day. The owner of the voice always has a warm smile and is very hospitable. He can talk to them when passing by. It is the young girl at the counter, the owner of the homestay. daughter.

"what is this?"

The brat rummaged through the backpack, grabbed something and pulled it out.

The three of them cast their gazes up together, and the yellow talisman paper in their hands seemed to be glowing under the dim light.

"Whose bag is this?" the girl asked eagerly.

"His." The boy raised his hand and pointed at Gu Nansong.

"I need to talk to the master." The girl turned her head and went straight downstairs, and the remaining one was unknown, so the other was still rummaging through someone's backpack.

After about a few minutes, the footsteps became denser, and this time several people walked to the door together.

One of them was hunched over, breathing heavily like a broken bellows working slowly.

Gu Nansong frowned slightly, without opening his eyes, he could feel the malicious stare on his body, and the hoarse voice sounded slowly, Gu Nansong couldn't help thinking that the old cat was scraping the rough old skin with its claws at night. The bark is really harsh and ugly: "Get him away."

A group of people gathered around.

Gu Nansong almost couldn't hold back, it was too difficult to pretend to be asleep while being stared at by a large group of people.

There was a rustling sound, and Gu Nansong allowed several people to carry him away with the quilt rolled up like a certain Ji's chicken roll.

He could feel that he was being carried downstairs, and with a "squeak", he probably opened a certain door. The bead curtain on the door flapped and hit his face, and he entered a room with lights on. You can feel the light swaying on the roof with your eyelids, passing through two doors in a row, and then with a "bang", the person and the quilt were thrown on the ground.

The back of his head almost hit the floor.

Only to hear the hoarse voice say again: "Tie him up and gag him."

"What about the two girls?"

The voice is neither clear and clear like that of young people, nor hoarse like that of old people, but more like a sticky and dull voice with phlegm stuck in his throat after drinking too much wine. The tone almost vomited, this must be the male master of the family who has not appeared in front of people very much.

The old man was silent for a moment, and said sternly: "Don't touch them! This is the tribute requested by the envoy!"

The man didn't take it seriously: "Only these two scumbags, how can the Dragon Lord like them, I'm afraid they are not envoys of God..."

"Shut up!" The crutches were slammed on the ground, and the man was so frightened that he quickly shut up: "Be careful of retribution!"

With a "click", the crutch that had been used smoothly without any damage suddenly broke at this moment. The accident caught people off guard. The old man's already unstable figure fell forward, but the man next to him took a step back subconsciously. With a "bang", the old man fell to the ground, and the man came to his senses and quickly helped him up: "Dad?! What's going on?!"

The old man fell a little hard this time.

Probably the chest was pinched, a puff of breath was suffocated in the chest, and he coughed in a muffled low voice, and his chin was also aching from the impact. Panting for breath, he picked up the crutch that was still half in his hand and slammed it fiercely at the man next to him.

"Dad! What are you doing!"

"Bastard! I'm your father, why are you hiding!"

The man took a few more blunt blows, and the old man finally got enough of his anger, turned around and limped out.

"Hurry up and tie them up, and then send these two girls to the village chief!"

The door was closed with a bang, probably because the old man had left.

The man stood aside in silence for a while, then suddenly spat out in a bitter voice: "Immortal thing! If you hadn't secretly hidden the money, I would have buried you and my old lady together, and retribution! There is a fart retribution! What kind of dragon god, only you old bastards take it seriously, these two girls are so beautiful, it's nothing to take advantage of that incompetent old pervert!"

Gu Nansong could hear soft crying sounds from his side.

The man was so angry from crying, he shouted impatiently: "Stinky bitch, why are you crying!"

"When I tie this kid up, I'll deal with you!"

Gu Nansong slowly opened his eyes, and happened to bump into the man face to face.

He blinked, and said faintly: "If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, don't you know you will bump into ghosts?"

Before the man recovered from the shock that Gu Nansong was sober, the light above his head suddenly started to flicker without any warning. That stinky bitch, she doesn't do business all day long, and doesn't know how to change the lamp when it's broken!"

"Hehe~Hehe~"

"Who?!" The laughter that appeared out of thin air floated past my ears.

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew in the room with the windows closed. The man touched his arm, and a layer of goosebumps developed due to the obvious drop in temperature. The man shook his head in panic and looked around, not knowing what happened.

"Damn you!"

A shrill female voice pierced her ears.

The man raised his head abruptly. Under the flickering lights, he saw long black hair soaked in water hanging down from the air, and fell wet and cold on his face. Among the black hair was a pale white The purple lips slowly curled up, and the bright red blood dripped from the black eyes and hit the man's face.

The man shouted: "What the hell are you!"

"Hey." It was that eerie laugh again.

The blue and white hand gradually climbed up to his shoulder, and the man turned his head stiffly, facing a smiling face covered in blood.

"Heh... heh... huh..."

The heavy breathing became more and more rapid, and bloodshot eyes were bulging in his wide eyes.

Gu Nansong crawled out of the scroll, and said softly, "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes. Isn't this retribution coming?"

"Ahh-!"

The man finally couldn't take it anymore and rushed towards the door with a roar, but no matter how much he twisted the handle, he couldn't open the door.

An icy breath enveloped him from behind, the man turned around and swung his arms, sternly roaring: "Go away! Go away!"

Gu Nansong stared at the man for a while.

"Your eyebrows are evil, your face is full of viciousness, and your light is cloudy. You are not a good person at first glance."

There was another scream, but it wasn't something the two female ghost sisters did, but something on the top of the closet next to the man suddenly fell down. Painful and dizzy, he slid down slowly with his back against the door, Gu Nansong approached, raised his foot and kicked the door in front of him.

Both Lin Chaorong and Li Jingxin couldn't help taking a breath.

This kick was merciless, the nosebleeds were kicked out, and the back of the head hit the door with a "boom", knocking people out, the annoying movement stopped, the lights stopped flickering, and it was chilly Temperatures are also starting to return to normal.

Gu Nansong turned his head to look at the unmade wooden bed.

Lying on it was a woman who made people look for it all day - Zhang Jieli.