Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

He slapped it hard with his palm, and a crisp sound of "papapapa" came out, and then, a child's cry resounded throughout the room.

This beating successfully attracted the wife's attention, and she ran out in a hurry: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

I thought something big happened at home.

The barrage was full of gasps: "Damn it, it has to be you, Chen Laoliu."

"Using his wife's worries about their youngest son to plan such an event, he not only indirectly vented his dissatisfaction, but also achieved his goal."

"Chen Laoliu, you must be feeling very happy now, right?"

Chen Yue waved his palms, feeling so happy, but his face remained calm: "I was afraid that something would happen to you in the room, so I thought of using this method to lure you out..."

The wife raised her eyebrows, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but she hadn't yet reacted.

Chen Yue stared at her first, his eyes full of solemnity: "I'm so worried about you..."

wife:"……"

The wife ran out of ideas, hugged Chen Yue and cried bitterly, and took the initiative to explain the cause and effect.

She only knew that this man loved her, and because he was worried, he tried every means to call her out of the room.

Looking at the two people hugging each other and talking to each other, the youngest son on the side said:?

"Mom, dad beat me." He told the truth, trying to attract the two people's attention.

The wife carefully picked up Chen Yue's arm and blew on the palm: "My hand doesn't hurt, does it?"

The younger son's expression was twisted.

In the bedroom, after comforting his wife, Chen Yue helped organize the things in the closet.

Several pieces of girls' clothes came into view.

The clothes were not too big, just a few centimeters shorter than his youngest son's height. Chen Yue wondered: "At what age did Linlin die?"

The wife stretched out three green and jade fingers.

"Three years old..." He picked up a dress: "Then why is this dress so big?"

The wife also showed a puzzled look, frowned and thought for a while, then said nonchalantly: "I probably bought it on a whim one day in advance, I forgot about it."

His wife's explanation did not make Chen Yue put down his curiosity. Instead, an even stronger sense of strangeness came over him.

It's so weird. He died at the age of three, and there are clothes in the cabinet that girls can only wear after they are at least five or six years old.

Could it be that the daughter I have never met is a basketball genius? I have been amazed since childhood...

No, Chen Yue looked at himself and then at his wife's height to confirm that their family did not have this gene.

In the last step, the wife locked the cabinet door herself and warned: "Don't spill water on it."

Chen Yue asked: "Why?"

"In that case, Linlin will die, and the last ghost will leave us." His wife said quietly.

……

In Sakura Country, Lan Luo's face turned green as he watched the wardrobe open with his own eyes, and a photo of a dead person appeared inside.

Especially the person in the photo was secretly smiling at him!

Laugh fart!

When I think about what he does every day, there is a third person in the room looking at him, oh, no, it’s a ghost, staring at him from beginning to end.

It's not like he hasn't tried many people before. After all, to a certain extent, this can be regarded as a kind of fun.

But being monitored by such an "enemy" who wanted to kill him at any time was like spitting out poisonous words in secret. Luo Lan felt confused and at a loss what to do.

Barrage: "Luo Lan, don't be mentally burdened. We've all seen it. One more trick is not enough."

"Come on Luo Lan, you are a celebrity now."

People who are famous for their mosaics.

"We like you."

Maybe it was because he had just paid homage to the dead person, or maybe his wife was too sad because of this incident. In short, Luo Lan was lucky tonight. It was rare that he was not tortured and got a short rest.

Keep the delicate flowers~

But he was not idle, and used this time to rest or something.

In the middle of the night, the blood-red moon shone in the sky, giving the room a strange red color.

Luo Lan quietly got up from the bed, and while no one was paying attention, he fumbled around to get the key from under his wife's pillow, opened the cabinet door, and splashed water, all in one movement.

As the glass of water is poured out,

The photo seemed to have encountered some kind of powerful color detergent. The colors on it gradually dissolved and differentiated, and a black mist spurted out, condensing into the human face in the photo.

Different from the little girl I saw before going to bed, at this moment, her white and tender face is filled with yellow liquid, which is constantly corroding and devouring the skin. The places it passes by are like being burned by a soldering iron, from the outside to the inside, all the skin and flesh are exposed. Turn over, leaving deep dents.

It looks extremely disgusting.

Luo Lan was startled by the scene in front of him. He covered his mouth with one hand to prevent himself from screaming, and touched the bracelet on his arm with his other hand.

The younger daughter wanted to say something else, but she was hit by something flying towards her, and her already decaying body collapsed even faster.

The effect of the bracelet was powerful. In less than three seconds, the black fog disappeared, and the photo finally faded into a white paper with nothing drawn on it.

Luo Lan patted his chest to calm himself down.

Phew, finally solved it, it scared him a lot just now.

Luo Lan praised his wit for his calmness and fearlessness in the face of danger.

I didn't see the tears in the little girl's eyes, covered by the black mist, as she was about to dissipate. They were full of confusion and sadness.

Luo Lan quietly locked the cabinet door and restored everything to the original. After confirming that there was no problem, Luo Lan pretended that nothing had happened and returned to his original sleeping place.

On the bed, the wife turned over with her eyes closed, grabbed Luo Lan's arm with one hand, and pulled hard, talking in her sleep:

"Move forward and shift into first gear."

"backward,"

"Brakes--"

"Hiss~" Luo Lan broke out in a cold sweat of pain, but he didn't dare to speak out for fear that his wife would find something unusual in the cabinet, so he could only endure it silently.

Now he only hates the driving school where his wife teaches.

Judging from the dream just now, it was clear that his wife was in a dream - learning to drive, and then used a certain part of his body as a gear lever.

Barrage: "It's true, the twin daughters Linlin is the one behind it."

"Luo Lan's approach is correct."

"Because I was voluntarily abandoned by my family when I was sick, I felt very unwilling and twisted after my death. I was full of hatred for the family, especially the father who made the final decision. I became weird and tried to find a way to come back for revenge, repeatedly. Take action against the Chosen One."

Many countries agree with this view.

There are five people in the family. The wife’s ill will toward her husband comes from his cowardice and selfishness. The eldest son dislikes his father because he is rebellious. The younger son is best coaxed. As long as they have food to play with, they can build a good relationship.

From this point of view, the one who has the greatest resentment towards the Chosen One should be his daughter, whom he has never met. Moreover, she is the only "dead person" in the dungeon, which increases the chance of committing a crime.

Especially some small countries can hardly wait to share this result with their chosen ones.

They are eager for success and come to the earth with strange rules. Indeed, they have brought countless disasters to mankind, with relatives separated and the country eroded.

But everything has two sides, and danger often means new opportunities.

Isn't this just an opportunity to break through the barriers that have existed for thousands of years and become a world power?

No matter what, give it a try and the bicycle becomes a motorcycle.

With the mentality of gamblers, these small countries used up the last chance in their hands.

Some big countries, on the other hand, are more conservative in their approach and choose to wait and see what happens.