Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Mr. Zhang entered the house as if he had been to her home before. He went straight to the study room skillfully and let out the little boy inside.

Two footsteps went to the balcony together.

The ground was in a mess, but there was no trace of Teacher Lin or the urn.

"Son, where did that bitch go?" Mr. Zhang said hoarsely and actually called the little boy his son!

Not only did the little boy not refute, but his tone was respectful and fawning: "Dad, I feel it, the ashes are over there!"

He led Mr. Zhang towards the master bedroom.

It was this box of ashes that showed them the way!

Teacher Lin was about to cry but had no tears left.

The footsteps were approaching the bedroom, and it was too late for her to throw the urn out of the window.

In her haste to hide just now, the cabinet door tore off the earphone cord.

The anchor's voice can no longer be heard in the headphones.

Teacher Lin did not bother to seek psychological comfort, but hurriedly sent an alarm text message.

Wait a minute.

The locksmith and the police must be on the way!

Her cousin is at the nearby police station and will definitely rush over as soon as he receives the news!

Teacher Lin kept telling herself to calm down.

But she couldn't help but think of the last time she was at Mr. Zhang's house, the way he always moved a little slower, and the odor that drifted toward her when he spoke...

He was like a corpse crawling out of a coffin...

And the tone of his voice really sounded like a father-in-law.

If the father-in-law allows other people's souls to take over Xiaoyan's body, then Mr. Zhang's body should be used by the father-in-law?

Otherwise, how could he and that evil ghost be compatible as father and son...

Hiding alone in the dark closet, the desperate situation inspired Teacher Lin's courage and wisdom.

What if she was discovered before rescue arrived here?

What if the people who came to help her couldn't do anything to the father and son?

It would be a matter of time before she was found, and she needed to make second-hand preparations. It would take a while!

Teacher Lin carefully climbed to the other side of the closet, where her husband's clothes were placed.

Her husband has a bad heart and is always neglected, so she is used to putting emergency medicine in the jacket pocket that he often wears.

Teacher Lin opened the medicine bottle and deliberately sprinkled a few pills.

Before the closet door was opened, she expressed pain, covered her heart, and pretended to be unconscious.

This is what the father and son saw when they opened the closet.

"Oh, Dad, why does she have a heart disease?"

The little boy gloated about her misfortune, snatched the urn from her, touched the white mark cut out of the box distressedly, and kicked Teacher Lin.

This kick almost broke her bones!

Teacher Lin endured the pain without even making a sound.

Mr. Zhang said: "We can't let her die at home. We can't explain Zimeng's return."

The little boy said disdainfully: "Zi Meng is more careless than me. What can he find? It's just a woman. Just die. Bury her and let Zi Meng find someone else who likes her!"

Mr. Zhang hates the iron. "You know nothing. Your brother is smart. He was born to take over my job! But he is not even willing to go back home because of this woman."

The little boy was unconvinced: "I am also your son, how come he can pick it up and I can't?"

he muttered.

"This is still your eldest grandson. I am now decades younger all of a sudden. I have plenty of time to learn from you slowly! Hey, I used to say that you were pretending to be a ghost, but I didn't expect that, dad, you are really capable!"

Mr. Zhang just sneered, not bothering to answer his stupid words.

Teacher Lin’s cell phone was pressed behind her back.

The father and son could not see the light coming from the closet.

Yet every word they said was recorded clearly.

[I’m so jealous. What kind of weird behavior are these two men? In order to let their son go home to take over, they killed their wife and children? 】

[Teacher Lin is my daughter’s class teacher. She and her husband have a very good relationship. She must let her husband know about this! 】

[But recording is not allowed in this live broadcast room. The anchor wants to find a way to leave evidence. From now on, this will be a confession! 】

When Du Manzhi saw this, she remembered that the cross-border live broadcast room did have this feature - the audience took screenshots, audio recordings, and videos in her live broadcast room, and the files would automatically become blank afterwards.

They couldn't record it, she could.

Du Manzhi promised to preserve the evidence.

Then send it to Teacher Lin or someone who knows the couple.

But the top priority is to ensure Teacher Lin’s personal safety!

She hated that she couldn't go to the scene and beat them up.

Mr. Zhang directed the little boy to open Teacher Lin's mouth.

Teacher Lin played the role of a fragile patient who suffered a heart attack and fell into coma without taking medicine.

The medicine is all nearby, and there is no entrance at all.

The little boy didn't care about the medication instructions. He picked up a few pills that fell beside him, stuffed them all into her mouth, and strangled her.

"Why aren't you awake yet? She's not pretending to show it to us, is she?"

Teacher Lin had to pretend to wake up in a daze and scream in panic.

The little boy slapped him in the face: "What the hell! If you dare to touch my ashes, tell me, who gave you the trick?!"

Mr. Zhang said quietly: "Huihui, I didn't expect that there is an expert behind you."

Does she know any experts?

It was obvious that her life should not be taken, and before she was tricked into dying by them, she met a noble person who saved her life!

Teacher Lin gritted his teeth.

"What on earth do you want to do? If you come to me for anything, why would you touch my son? He is my husband's son. No matter how much you don't believe it, this is a fact!"

Mr. Zhang grinned, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and the stench filled the air: "I always knew that he was Zimeng's biological son, otherwise, I wouldn't have used him."

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly, what are you using my son for?!" Teacher Lin yelled anxiously.

The little boy slapped her again: "Bitch, I knew you weren't sick! Aren't you very energetic? You're pretending. Why don't you keep pretending?"

Teacher Lin was speechless.

The little boy has a childish face, but his expression shows the grudge of an adult:

"You city women are just arrogant. I know you look down on me as your elder brother. Do you think I'm embarrassing your man?"

Teacher Lin shook his head: "I didn't."

The little boy stared at her: "No shit, I asked my brother to borrow money, and he said that all the money at home is yours. I said that I wanted to come to visit him for New Year greetings, but he didn't even dare to tell me his address! It's all because of you, a bitch!"

Teacher Lin still shook his head: "I have never heard about borrowing money. My husband himself said that he and you are not the same people, and there is nothing to talk about."

The implication is that if there is a conflict between the two brothers, it is definitely not because of her instigation.

The little boy didn't believe it at all, and deliberately pinched his face in front of her, stretched it, and stretched it again.

Physiological tears were so painful that they came out.

Seeing Teacher Lin showing distress, he laughed happily:

"Now your son is in my hands. When he sees you, he shouts - Mom, help, Mom, help... You can't hear a word, can you? Hahaha!"

This sentence angered the good-tempered Teacher Lin.

"You! Beast, you beast! Get out of my son's body!"

"That's enough!" Mr. Zhang suddenly stopped him.

The little boy was dissatisfied: "Dad, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"Why are you playing?" Mr. Zhang said to Teacher Lin, "Huihui, you should still remember what I said before. Before nine o'clock, on the top of the Golden Duck Mountain, one life is for one!"

Teacher Lin faced the red palm prints with a determined look: "Stop lying, I won't go!"

Mr. Zhang ordered the little boy: "Search her. She has something on her that I gave her."

Teacher Lin sneered: "What did you give me? It was just the calendar paper. I tore it up and threw it away!"

The little boy just listened to his father's words, and the evil spirit came over him, doubling his strength.

Teacher Lin kicked him as hard as he could, but still couldn't defeat him. During this period, he was eaten by those little hands, which made his eyes red with anger.

"Dad, I found it!"

He suppressed Teacher Lin's arm with one hand, and pulled out half a piece of paper from her pocket with the other hand. It was the calendar page with the puppet talisman drawn on it!

Mr. Zhang laughed at her naivety: "Throw it away?"

Teacher Lin didn't want to keep this thing, she was just too anxious and forgot to throw it away.

After being exposed in person, he simply acted like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"I won't go anyway. If you can, kill me now! Zi Meng will avenge us, mother and son!"

Mr. Zhang, her father-in-law, thought for a while and suddenly lowered his stance.

"Come out, Huihui, let's sit down and talk. As long as you can persuade Zimeng to go home and study hard with me, I can let Xiaoyan go."

The little boy immediately became anxious: "Dad! You agreed to give me Xiaoyan's body. You promised me and you can't go back on it!"

Mr. Zhang ignored him.

"Huihui, come out. You have entered our house. We are a family. If you have anything to say, you can talk to me. Your father was so reluctant to let you go before he left. I also promised to take care of you for him. Have you forgotten?"

There are countless barrages in the live broadcast room:

【Don’t go out! 】

[You can’t listen to his nonsense! 】

[Have you forgotten the efficacy of the puppet charm? 】

Obviously, Teacher Lin has a good memory.

Before the puppet charm takes effect, Mr. Zhang will ask her to promise and do three things.

She has already done two things before.

Mr. Zhang instructed her to go to the top of the mountain, which was the third instruction.

But she didn't go out, so Mr. Zhang came to check on her.

Now he has reissued a third directive.

It’s the “coming out” that he repeatedly refers to.

Teacher Lin grabbed the handle of the closet with her backhand and said angrily:

"I won't listen to you anymore! Both of you, father and son, are the same black-hearted ghosts. You are covered in stinking rotten meat. You are destroying the air when you are alive, and you are wasting the land when you are dead. Get out of my house!"

【Well done! 】

[As expected of a primary school teacher, this curse word was popular when I was a kid]

[No, why hasn’t the locksmith arrived yet? Where is the person who knew Mr. Lin before? Please help me call the police! 】

[Calling 110 is probably useless, the legendary dragon team should be dispatched on this matter]

[Where is the anchor? The anchor hasn’t spoken for a long time. Is it comfortable to watch the show? If you lose your temper, you will destroy your own brand, do you understand? 】

Du Manzhi hummed: "I was studying something just now, and it's almost done now."

The little boy was stunned: "Who? Who is talking?"

It turned out that when he was searching for calendar paper from Teacher Lin, he completely ripped off the earphone cord.

The phone has been put into external mode.

Mr. Zhang is an old country man who doesn't understand high technology. His ability to learn how to open a combination lock is already extraordinary. He knows nothing about smart phones and doesn't bother to think about it.

"Pull Lin Huihui out! I have already entered the community, and I will let her walk out on her own later!"

The little boy hesitated: "Isn't this good, dad? This woman is very popular in this community. Every time she goes out, there are several people who say hello to her. If you have trouble chatting with them..."

The father and son were already considering the idea of ​​​​confusing the confession and dumping the body.

Teacher Lin’s father-in-law had already admitted in the conversation that he controlled Mr. Zhang.

Now he himself has entered the community.

The next step is to kill Teacher Lin, control the body, and leave here without arousing suspicion.

"You really don't take the law seriously," Du Manzhi said.

The little boy said sternly: "Who are you? Who are you, Lin Huihui!"

As he said that, he searched Teacher Lin's body again to find out the location of the phone.

Teacher Lin pressed her back against the bottom of the cabinet, determined not to give it.

Du Manzhi stroked Fu Tingjian and said slowly: "Teacher Lin, you are my client."

Mr. Zhang preconceived the idea that she was talking to Teacher Lin on the phone and did not consider the live broadcast at all: "What do you do? What did you hear?"

Du Manzhi said: "Me? Seller, if you buy my things, I don't have to hear anything."

When the father and son heard this, they thought she was a money-minded peddler who wanted money with a handle, and they were relieved.

Isn't it just to use money to keep it secret? This would save trouble.

At worst, I'll follow my lead and get rid of her too.

"Whatever you are selling, and how much it costs, I bought it." The little boy said proudly.

Du Manzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "My things are very expensive and I have rules. If you want to buy my goods, you must abide by my rules."

The little boy was impatient: "Why are you breaking the rules? Please explain clearly!"

Du Manzhi smiled: "I will read a word, and if you can repeat it to show that we are destined, I will be willing to sell it to you."

Fish biting the hook is not something that happens overnight.

You need to put the bait step by step to lure it into the trap.

The little boy, or rather the evil spirit occupying this body, is an impatient man with low intelligence.

Before Mr. Zhang noticed something was wrong, he had already shouted out the few syllables Du Manzhi had taught him.

"idiot!"

Snap, a slap with the smell of corpse fell firmly on the little boy's face.

"Dad, why are you beating me? I just want to see what kind of medicine this man is selling in the gourd!"

Mr. Zhang actually couldn’t explain the reason.

The moment he heard the word, he instinctively felt fear.

It seems that we have encountered a natural enemy?

Anyway, let's speed up.

Get rid of this woman quickly and go back to find out who is on the other side of the phone.

"Do it quickly and suffocate her to death!"

The little boy touched the side of his face and felt a piece of rotten flesh stuck to the surface of his skin.

Gooey and with a tiny piece of nail attached!

He wiped his face with his sleeve desperately.

"Ugh...Dad, you, please move away, you're stinking to me!"

"What nonsense, hurry up! Hold down!"

Du Manzhi was not very happy: "I said you two, don't you take me too seriously?"

The little boy didn't even think about it: "You? Aren't you just a salesperson? You asked me to recite those useless words, and I finished reciting them. What else do you have to say?"

Du Manzhi said with a smile: "Go and open the curtains, there will be a surprise."