The system sent me love at first sight

Chapter 260 This Damn Man (14)

"Jojo! Jojo!"

The moment the ghosts attacked, Shan Cha summoned the sledgehammer back and a voice appeared next to his ears. The voice was so close that it seemed to appear in his head.

At the same time, Shancha's eyes were also dark, with no light at all.

The sound is getting louder and farther away.

It seemed to be coming from the distant sky. After listening to it a few times, the eyes were suddenly illuminated by white light, making people close their eyes reflexively.

But she is a ghost, there is only a piece of white in front of her eyes, she will not close her eyes and miss the current performance.

The white color does not stay for very long, that is, three seconds. The white color fades away and color is slowly added.

People in long gowns and cheongsams appeared one after another around her, retro old cars were running on the road, and beeping buses were driving on the track, facing her.

Camellia didn't move, the bus in front was honking its horn, and it kept ringing.

Just when the bus was about to arrive in front of her, her body was pulled suddenly, detached from the track, and stepped onto the flat stone road.

"Jojo! Why are you still here!"

Shancha looked at the woman who was holding her, she was about 40 years old, her face was sallow, and her hand was still a little greasy, all stuck to her arm.

"Come back with me, your father is looking for you!"

Before Shan Cha understood the situation, she was taken back by this woman.Back to a courtyard.

The courtyard house was relatively large, and when I entered the door, I saw a man who was about the same age as the woman, with raised eyebrows and a fierce look on his face.

Shancha shivered immediately when she saw the other person's current body, and an unspeakable fear surged in her heart, causing her to take a step back.

Seeing her step back, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then set his eyes on the woman who brought her back. He didn't say anything, but made the woman nod and bow with her breasts in her chest.

There was obvious fear in the woman's voice, the kind that blended into her bones, "Master, Qiao Qiao is back, I'll cook." After speaking to the man, she turned around and said to Shan Cha: "Listen well. If it's your father, don't run away!"

After the woman finished speaking, she left in a hurry.

The man looked at Shan Cha, turned around and entered the room, and ignored Shan Cha, except for the glance.

Shan Cha stood there for a while, then walked through a corridor according to her body's own consciousness, and entered a room.

The room is full of exquisite gadgets, which looks like a girl's room. If she guessed correctly in this situation, she should have entered an independent space.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of this room, and the woman who claimed to be her mother came to ask her to eat.

Shan Cha didn't want to go, but the current body did the opposite, obeying the woman and going to another room.

There were three people sitting in the room, an old man who was nearly eighty years old, a man in his forties, and a boy who was seven or eight years old.

After entering the door, she saw that there was something wrong with the expressions of these three people, and there was still an indescribable panic in her heart.

When she and the woman were about to sit down, the old man sitting at the main seat suddenly lifted the table and faced the two women.

Shan Cha wanted to escape and give the person beside him a hand, but what he thought didn't come true, his body froze suddenly, letting the soup and dishes and the yellow wooden table hit him.

The long clothes and trousers he was wearing suddenly changed his appearance.

The woman next to her was not spared either, but she reacted faster and knelt down directly on the ground, then kowtowed and admitted her mistake, "Dad, I'm sorry!"

The man she called father didn't move at all, he still looked angry, his old voice couldn't hide his tone, and said, "What's wrong!"

The woman replied instantly: "The food is too salty, daughter-in-law must pay attention next time!"

"How dare you add more salt even though you know it's salty! Are you challenging me?"

Leaning on the faucet crutch, the old man hit the ground fiercely, as if he was going to swallow them—no, they were all swallowed up.

Women kowtow more frequently.

She kept kowtowing and admitting her mistakes. Shancha wanted to help her, but he couldn't move his hands and feet at all.

I don't know how long she kowtowed, but she finally calmed down the grumpy old man, like the emperor pardoning the criminals in a film and television drama, and made the woman stand up.

But it wasn't over yet, the old man turned his eyes to Shan Cha.

"This girl is becoming more and more unruly. She doesn't even call me grandpa when she sees me!"

The woman grabbed her arm in fear and anxiety, and kept winking.

Shan Cha heard two words coming out of her mouth, but it was definitely not what she wanted to say.

She didn't eat the meal, and the food was scattered all over the floor. The woman and she started to clean up, and after cleaning up, they cooked the food again, and finally the body fainted.

The body fainted, but she was still conscious, could feel the woman's weak arm, and could hear the conversation between the old man and the middle-aged man.

The doctor who saw her was an old doctor of Chinese medicine, the kind who took the pulse. After the diagnosis, she went out to talk to those two people. The woman took the old doctor's place, took her hand, and sobbed slowly.

After crying for half an hour, the door was opened, and different footsteps could be heard. The woman was still holding her hand, but got up in a panic.

Shan Cha felt this body being lifted up roughly, and then put down.

The woman's voice was a little hoarse, "Master, the child is just a little sick, we don't spend much to see it!"

"Then how about I use your monthly money to treat her illness? It's not much. The doctor said, two years is enough."

The man's voice was almost ice-cold, Shancha felt cold in his heart, and the hands around him were also cold.

The woman withdrew her hand, and Shan Cha didn't hear her voice for the next time.

The thing carrying the camellia was like an old stretcher. Although it was in contact with a layer of cloth, it didn't even feel solid.

There was only about an hour between carrying her and throwing her down. The place where she was placed seemed to be a livestock pen, and her nose was filled with the unpleasant smell of animal feces. After another half an hour, the body appeared again Being lifted up.

This time it was much gentler than last time, but this body was in a panic, which made Shancha's heart ache.

"This time, Old Qiao was really ruthless. He sacrificed all his own daughters. Is this thing really so effective?"

"Who said it right? Old Qiao Xin didn't even want his home. We didn't feel much."

"He is also committing crimes. If there is a God he believes in, it is not a good thing."

The two people carrying her were strangers, but two names jumped out of this body. By now, Shancha understood that this was Qiao Shancha's memory.

It can also be said that it is something she has experienced.

(End of this chapter)