what is my husband

Lu Xiao came home angrily, vented as soon as he entered the door, smashing whatever he saw.

When he stopped, the servants carefully cleaned up all kinds of debris without daring to take a breath.The eldest sister, Lu Lingwan, came down from the second floor gracefully with her ankle-length skirt.

She put down her bag and sat on the sofa idly: "What's the matter? You just got so angry when you came back. Tell him that your parents are looking for him? He won't talk about it?"

"He probably knew that he wanted to ask him for the old house, so he refused." Lu Xiao gritted his teeth, and punched the coffee table, causing the ashtray to jump up.

"Since Uncle and the others passed away, Lu Ting has been in a bad situation. The little money grandpa gave is not enough for you to go out for two meals." Lu Lingwan said softly, "After suffering for so long, I finally look forward to it. A little bit of sweetness, otherwise you will hold on to it. Or let's forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as him, "

Lu Xiao got angry when he heard it: "He is no longer a member of the Lu family, it is kindness of grandpa to give some money for beggars!"

Seeing his stubbornness, Lu Lingwan sighed: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I have my own way." Lu Xiao was confident.

Lu Lingwan blinked her eyes, and warned in a warm voice: "Some things hurt the enemy by seven points, and hurt ourselves by three points. Grandpa told us when he was alive, and we must not touch it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Lu Xiao's eyes flickered, and he whispered, "Don't think about it, I didn't do anything."

Lu Lingwan patted her younger brother on the shoulder, and when she got up to leave, she suddenly remembered something, turned her head and said softly: "Didn't the key to Grandpa's study room be lost? I found it, and put it on the dresser in my room. You can take it when Dad comes back." give him."

After sending Lu Ling out late, Lu Xiao took the key and entered the study avoiding the busy servants.

This was the first time he came in, and he didn't bother to look through the collection of ancient books and exquisite instruments. He aimed precisely to find a booklet, which recorded the exact date of birth of each member of the family.

He turned to Lu Ting's page, looked carefully, and laughed.

Lu Ting's horoscope actually has two groups, the first group is mediocre, his horoscope actually changed after he was three years old, this should be the four-column horoscope when he was rescued, the four stems and four branches at the time of year, month and day are not too big to look at separately. Big problems, combined together is a fierce fate.

Lu Xiao's mood was unprecedentedly joyful. With such a poor fate, it's no wonder that he killed his parents.Anyway, sooner or later, he will die violently. It is a good deed for him to send him away earlier, so that he will suffer less.

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Lu Ting didn't know that he was being missed so much, so he put the flowerpot on the balcony after returning home.

The dark, glossy sides of the pots reflected the sun, and the soil seemed to be moving.Lu Ting, who was about to leave, was slightly taken aback, turned around and squatted down to take a closer look, the surface of the soil was calm, as if it was his illusion just now.

He tapped the flowerpot lightly, and his knuckles collided with the ceramics, making a "clang".The voice was crisp and sweet, and I felt very comfortable after listening to it. Lu Ting couldn't help but tapped again, feeling a strong desire to chat.

Lu Ting didn't know what to say to a dead object. After a moment of silence, he said to the flowerpot in a strange way: "Do you need to water it?"

The pots are silent.

Lu Ting laughed at himself and felt that he was nervous, but he couldn't control his mouth and asked again: "Then do you want to fertilize?"

Before the corner of the mouth hanging on his face fell down, Lu Ting heard a very slight crisp sound, like the sound of a shell breaking.Immediately afterwards, a lump protruded from the center of the soil that was as flat as the water surface, and the tender green leaves broke free from the shackles of the soil, and stood stretched on the soil.

The sunlight illuminates the leaves almost transparently, with clear veins, and the two leaves together are not as big as a fingernail.

When Lu Ting reached out to touch it, it was as cold as water, and he immediately retracted his hand. The biting chill reminded him of the vines that entangled him in his dream.

It's too insecure to put this kind of thing in the room.Bowing to the flower pot, he picked it up in both hands and threw it into the stairwell.

In order not to be taken away by others, Lu Ting posted a note: There is monitoring, and anyone who steals the flower pot will be held accountable.

The flower pot obviously only stayed on the small balcony for less than half an hour, and it took up very little space. After being taken away, Lu Ting inexplicably felt that the place was empty and something was missing.

He doesn't grow flowers, and from a long time ago, he knew that he couldn't raise any living things, they always died and rotted for various reasons.

Probably because there was a little more green in his eyes suddenly, and he felt a little itchy, Lu Ting thought about it, and walked out of the room with his feet uncontrollably, just in time to meet Feng Qianqian coming out of the room.

She spoke silently, her limbs protruded from the empty clothes, and she walked quietly, like a puppet suspended by someone.

Lu Ting smelled that smell again, and frowned: "Sister Feng."

Feng Xixi entered the kitchen as if she had never heard of it. She took out a few pork ribs from the refrigerator, picked up a kitchen knife and chopped them down vigorously.With the force of the movement, her eyes widened and her lips opened and closed mechanically. Judging from the shape of her mouth, she should be repeating the same sentence.

The chopping sound of "kuang kuang" lasted for about 10 minutes, and Feng Xixi suddenly froze, staring at the yellowed tiles in a daze.Just when Lu Ting was about to leave, she broke down emotionally, squatted down and covered her face and cried loudly.

Lu Ting quietly appeared behind her, and the way she looked at Feng Xiqian changed. A trace of black air began to emerge from Feng Qianqian's upper body to her heels. The black air circled upwards and finally entered her sky cap.

As Feng Qianqian's mood intensified, the color of the black air deepened.

Lu Ting rubbed his eyes and realized that he was right.He wrinkled his nose again, and the smell on Feng Xixi's body became stronger, which made him better able to discern that it was an indescribable stench, like dead fish mixed with blood.

Hearing, sight, smell... Lu Ting's five senses have been strengthened.

He looked at the woman on the ground and called out softly, "Sister Feng."

Feng Xixi was still crying, she leaned limply on the cabinet, her fingernails dug into her palm, and blood oozes out.When she heard someone calling herself, she didn't respond, but cried even harder.

What she didn't know was that the more emotional she was, the thicker the black air on her body was, and the heavier the smell, it even rushed to Lu Ting's body.What was even more frightening was that her face was also changing, as if she was wearing several illusory masks, one layer after another.

Lu Ting dodged back and stomped his feet vigorously, the black air dissipated before it formed.And the "masks" on Feng Qianqian's face also disappeared.

The text that was once used to please grandpa and memorized with all his strength played a role. Lu Ting found a similar description from his memory and determined that Feng Xiqian is now a shell. She attracts ghosts and accommodates ghosts. Humanoid Inn".

This is the first time that Lu Ting has come into contact with the strange and chaotic things, and he is curious, awed, and fearful.

Concentrating on not being affected by Feng Qianqian, he pulled her up from the ground and shouted loudly: "Enough is enough, don't cry!"

Feng Qianqian's whole body was shaken, and there was a watershed in front of her eyes, the front was quiet and peaceful, and the back was chaotic.

She hiccupped, opened her mouth and wanted to cry, but her mind was clearer than ever, and a voice in her heart said: Don't cry, crying will only make the enemy happy.You have to arm yourself and make yourself strong.

She wiped away her tears, only to realize that there was a young man beside her at some point.

It's been less than two days since the young man moved in, and she hasn't had time to see him clearly.After straightening her messy hair, she nodded at the young man.

"Just asking." Lu Ting couldn't help but hesitate, "Sister Feng, have you ever come into contact with anyone before, or have you been to any bad places? You seem to be stained with unclean things."

Feng Xixi has been in a daze since the divorce, and this situation has become more and more serious since she negotiated with her husband about the custody of her son. She often couldn't control her emotions and cried and laughed.

She went to a psychiatrist and was finally diagnosed with depression and a tendency to split personality.This handle fell into the hands of the husband and became a powerful weapon for him to win the custody of his son.

Feng Xixi was not reconciled, she helped her husband in his career, and after his career stabilized, he returned to the family to take care of his husband and children.She had paid so much, but in the end she was empty-handed, and even lost her most beloved son.

For more than half a year, she went from a gorgeous lady to a psychopath that even her family despised.

Her whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of thick fog. The thick fog made her crazy, made her fierce, and completely changed her appearance.She went to the so-called master superstitiously, and she was cheated out of every last bit of money.

Glancing at Lu Ting's young face, although people can't be judged by their appearance, how can this person in front of him have real skills, so how can he be so financially strapped that he shares a rent with someone.Feng Qianqian looked cold: "I don't believe that."

She has nothing left to be deceived.