Chapter 61
Holding Fuchen in his arms, Ah Xi stared at the pitch-black kitchen, speechless for a long time.

There was still an open fire burning in the kitchen, and the white walls that had been painted with putty powder had turned into coke.

This is the surviving result of only a small half of the gas tank remaining.

If it was more than half of the can, the whole room would be blown up.

He can't run away.

A Xi silently stared at Fuchen, who was crying "Wow" because of the loud noise, not knowing whether to scold him or not.

Silently spoke in the comment area, "My baby is the most powerful. Bite the gas stove and blow up the kitchen."

Eh.

Only one person from Building 13 ran out in a panic.

People from other buildings ran out one after another and stood on the 13th floor to observe the situation.

Given the prestige of Haunted House 404, there is a lot of discussion.

The fire brigade arrived quickly and rushed into the house to extinguish the fire.

When they saw the floating dust crying alone on the balcony, they were all stunned.

Looking around for other figures, there were none.

A child, on the balcony, survived the explosion.

Everyone feels lucky that the child survived.

Soon, the two women were called home, and when they saw a pitch-black kitchen and a kitchen full of foam, their faces were stunned.

The young woman took the dust from the hands of the firefighters, her face blank.

Grandma stared at the kitchen, heartbroken, and twisted her arm against the floating dust, "You perpetrator! What crime did you do?"

The grief on his face was all twisted into strength in his hands.

Fu Chen's hand immediately turned red, and burst into tears.

The firefighters pulled away immediately, "As long as people are fine, why are you still beating the child? It's up to you, not her. She's the only one in the room, how dangerous it is. She's lucky to have escaped."

Grandma didn't listen at all and went forward.

Dodged by the young woman, she said lightly, "It's good that people are fine."

The numbness and exhaustion on his face are like mud that cannot be mixed.

The young woman opened her mouth, but the grandma didn't say much, she just stared at the child without saying a word.He was so angry that he clutched his chest and gasped for breath, and was helped to rest on the sofa.

After the firefighters left, there was only a piece of wreckage left, waiting to be cleaned up.

No outsiders cared, grandma pointed at the floating dust and scolded, "Why didn't you burn to death!"

There weren't too many outsiders, so Axi raised his foot directly, and kicked the old woman's chest.

Grandma let out a "hey", clutching her chest, curled up in pain, frowned and twisted her face, mourning, "It hurts so much."

Confused, "It seems to be kicked by someone."

The young woman looked at it lightly, put the dust in the pram, and said softly to her grandma, "Anyway, the kitchen is not used very much, so let's not repair it. Mom, you should rest more. Look at the dust. I will work overtime. Next month's The money for milk powder hasn’t settled yet.”

Grandma closed her eyes in pain, opened her mouth, and wanted to persuade her to put down the dust mop bottle, why couldn't it be better than now.

Naihe was in so much pain that he couldn't open his mouth.Just wave your hands and forget it.

The young woman quickly left again.

Grandma was in so much pain that she bent over to go to the second bed and lay down to rest.

In the hall, in the bassinet, Fuchen was still crying "Wow" because of the pain, crying out of breath.

Ah Xi floated down, pointed at Fuchen's forehead and pushed, "Cry. You should hit me."

But it cannot be hit by others.

The house is also his house.

He is happy to be burned by his own daughter, what's wrong?
Let your old woman do it?
Thinking of his vampire relatives, Ah Xi's eyes darkened.

The sun was setting, and the room was dimly lit.

There was no electricity, no gas, and no hot water left, so Axi had to go to the sixth floor to get hot water.

The male owner of No. 604 was dumbfounded when he saw the baby bottle floating in the air.

Holding the cup in hand, he watched the bottle unscrew by itself.

The last hot water in the kettle flows into the bottle, capped and poured up and down.He flew out of the window again.

After disappearing completely, his stiff body lost strength and fell down.

"Oh my god, hell."

After returning to the house, Ah Xi tried the water temperature on the back of his hand, only to realize that he forgot to adjust the water temperature.

When the male owner on the ground saw the milk bottle flying back by himself, he fell back in fright and took two steps back with his elbows propped up.

But the cold water pot on the table opened the lid by itself, and then the lid of the feeding bottle was unscrewed by itself, slowly poured in cold water, closed the lid, and rinsed up and down.leave.

The whole process is done in one go.

The hostess stared wide-eyed and didn't dare to breathe. He didn't gasp until he disappeared, "Damn it, does the ghost drink milk powder?"

He took out the spare machine in his pocket, and immediately placed an order for six types of imported milk powder of various brands in the same city.

All kinds of imported milk powder were ordered that night, and they were delivered in the same city within three hours.

In the middle of the night, the host ran back and forth with a bunch of things in his arms.

In the room on the fourth and a half floors, a bunch of things are arranged.

Six cans of powdered milk were piled up in a tower shape, surrounded by piles of paper money.

I took a kettle on the ground and poured water in half a circle, and the mouth of the water circle faced the room of Room 404.

Set fire to burn.

The male host knelt in front and muttered silently, "These are all to honor your old man. My family didn't participate in what happened back then, so please don't trouble us."

Open a high-end brand of sauce-flavored wine and pour it on the ground.

Axi in the room felt something, put his hand on his chin, and stared at the things in the corridor.

"You use these first. If it's not enough, just put the milk bottle on the balcony, but don't go into the house. I can't stand your fright."

"To be honest, although I am in my 40s, I am in my prime. But I am timid and have a bad heart."

While chattering, the milk powder can in the fire circle suddenly turned.

The man closed his mouth instantly, his hand holding the liquor was trembling, and his eyes were fixed on the fire.Looking down slightly, he glanced at the white wine in his hand, and looked up "ton ton ton".

Three gulps of white wine burned into his throat, and then he looked at the milk powder cans in the fire, and took down two cans.Three milk powder cans floated down one by one in the air.

404 The house is wide open, milk powder enters the house, and the door is closed.

There are still three cans of milk powder in the paper pile.

do not like?
The man froze for a moment, took out the spare phone, and checked it against the order list in the light of the phone.

Discovery is, designed for children aged one to three.

The man stared at room 404, recalling it.

The wine you just drank will make you bolder.For a moment, the man felt particularly at ease.

Ghost Forum.

The post about the haunted house of "No. 404, Shijia Community" has been bombarded again.

Put up the explosion incident, with pictures of firefighters coming and going.

The landlord who observed in the same district wrote, "I saw the woman and the elderly in the tenants, but I didn't see the children, so I don't know what's going on. There is currently a power outage in Building 13. Wait for the follow-up update."

Regular customers who had been squatting for a long time immediately grabbed the sofa.

Drunkards and gamblers are always welcome: it seems that the child is dead, and everyone is determined to leave.When the landlord releases the news of the child's death, the money will be divided.

Kid NO.13: I have me, I bet 5000 yuan!
Little Ghost No. 86: And me, I have three hundred.

……

A bunch of cents.

Ghost is not tricky: You bet on the dead, it's like dipping human blood in a steamed bun, don't you feel guilty?I don't know if I'm dead or alive.

Drunkards and gamblers are always welcome: Let's just say that the Holy Mother is not suitable for hanging out in supernatural forums.The soap opera forum next door is more suitable for you to manage.

A bunch of echoes below.

On the same supernatural forum, someone posted, "Ghosts raise children! Strange news in the world!"

The landlord said that today he suddenly saw a baby bottle entering the house for the second time, and mixed it with water to drink milk powder.Go downstairs to the haunted house and burn milk powder as offerings.The other party picked out three cans of milk powder, and the milk powder entered the house.Check, they are all milk powder from one to three years old.

In the house, there lived a one-year-old child.

The following were full of admiration: there is no real love in the fireworks in the world, but there is in the ghost world, it is ironic, ironic.

There are also people who sang against it: maybe they are raised before eating.

Some people even write this as a story to attract attention.

Because the host didn't disclose the address, no one connected this new post with the popular post "Haunted House No. 404, Shijia Community" on the forum.

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