A car accident, our family of three crossed

Hang family.

A family of three had just finished lunch and were digesting the food in the yard when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Song Ning glanced at Hang Shuheng and was wondering who would come to see them in the middle of the day when someone outside shouted.

"Open the door, open the door. Why would you close the door in broad daylight?"

Hearing this strange yet familiar voice, Song Ning and Hang Shuheng couldn't help but look at each other. It seemed that their peaceful days were about to end.

"Go open the door first!"

The two men walked to the gate one after the other, unbolted the door and opened it, but the scene outside the door surprised them a little.

In addition to Hang's mother, there was a row of people standing behind her. Further away, there were some villagers in twos and threes who kept looking over here. It was too obvious that they were there to watch the fun.

"Mom, you are back..."

Song Ning still had to put on a show, but before she could finish her words, Hang's mother quickly stepped back, and Zhang's mother, who was waiting for an opportunity, picked up a bucket of strong fishy liquid and poured it at her.

"oops……"

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and it was obvious that no one had expected the development of the situation.

Song Ning was totally unprepared and forgot to even dodge, watching the black, red, smelly liquid about to splash onto her.

It happened so quickly that Song Ning felt the world spinning around him.

"what……"

She screamed, and when she stood firm, she was already beside Hang Shuheng, and the expected situation of being splashed all over did not happen to her.

However, Hang Shuheng was not so lucky. The bucket of black dog blood splashed over half of his body, and his white gown was instantly dyed red. If he had not blocked it with his sleeves, his head and face would have been affected.

When Song Ning saw how miserable Hang Shuheng was, his anger instantly reached its peak.

"You guys are going too far!"

When everyone reacted, she took a step forward and kicked Zhang's mother and the bucket to the ground.

"Ouch... my waist..."

Song Ning wanted to kick him twice more, but Hang Shuheng grabbed her and pulled her back with the hand that was not contaminated.

"I'm fine." He was deeply moved when he saw Song Ning rushing up to fight with others for him.

Song Ning took out a handkerchief distressedly and wanted to wipe it for him, but he didn't know where to start. He took the handkerchief and said, "I'll do it myself, don't touch it, it's dirty."

Everyone was shocked by Song Ning's behavior. They didn't expect that a woman who seemed weak and fragile in her daily life could have such a contrast. It was really an eye-opener.

It was not until they heard Zhang's mother's screams that they reacted and more and more people gathered around.

"Ouch, I fell to my death."

The Zhang family's daughter-in-law was the first to react and quickly helped Zhang's mother up, "Oh, mother, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm okay? Ouch, I'm dying." Zhang's mother rubbed her waist with one hand and limped back, pointing at Song Ning and shouting, "This is terrible, everyone look, the younger generation is beating the older generation, this is terrible."

At this time, the guilty mother of Hang also reacted, but her focus was different. She grabbed the arm of the witch Zhao and asked nervously: "Old immortal, why, why don't you show up? No, didn't they say that the monsters will show up if black dog blood is poured on them?" She was so guilty at the moment that she didn't even dare to look at Hang Shuheng and the others.

Yangyang was playing in the yard. When he heard the noise outside, he ran out. When he saw Hang Shuheng's appearance clearly, he burst into tears.

"Daddy, blood, woooooo..."

Song Ning quickly came over and hugged him to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Yangyang, don't be afraid, Daddy is fine, it's just a meme..."

Mudun had followed the crowd here out of curiosity, but he didn't expect to witness the entire process with his own eyes.

Seeing Yangyang crying out of fear, he ran out of the crowd, took Yangyang's hand and said, "Yangyang, don't be afraid, Yangyang..."

When Song Ning saw that it was Mudun, she said to Yangyang, "Be good, Yangyang. Go play with brother Mudun. Mom will pick you up later."

Yangyang wiped away her tears, stopped pestering Song Ning, and left hand in hand with Mudun.

Mudun originally wanted to take Yangyang back to his home temporarily, but Yangyang pulled him towards the old patriarch's house.

"Yangyang, are you going to look for Grandpa?"

Mudun understood immediately, squatted down, carried Yangyang on his back and ran quickly towards the old patriarch's house.

"Grandpa, Grandpa..." someone shouted from afar before even entering the yard.

"Who's yelling outside?"

The old patriarch was standing in the yard leaning on a cane and looking out the gate, when he saw Mudun running in hurriedly with Yangyang on his back.

"Oh my goodness, what's going on?"

"Grandpa..."

As soon as Yangyang's feet touched the ground, he ran over and hugged the old patriarch's legs, crying, "Daddy, blood...so much blood..."

The old patriarch caught the key information and asked hurriedly, "What's going on? Mudun, tell me."

"Fifth Grandma brought back a group of people and splashed Uncle Hengzi with black dog blood." Mu Dun breathlessly told the whole story.

My aunt heard the noise and came out, angrily saying, "This stupid woman, what is she doing again! Old man, what are you still standing there for? Go and take a look."

As the old patriarch led Mudun and Yangyang out of the yard, they ran into the village head and his wife who were also hurriedly coming out of their own yard. It was obvious that they had also heard the news.

"uncle!"

"Don't say anything, just go ahead!"

They greeted each other and without further ado headed towards the Hang family's house.

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"What's going on? What happened?"

"What's going on? Why does Shuheng look like this?"

Outside the Hang family's yard, more and more people gathered around, and those who arrived late were talking at once to get the news, and the scene suddenly became noisy.

Hang Shuheng endured the sticky discomfort and the strong smell of blood, looked at his mother who didn't dare to look him in the eye, and asked, "What are you doing? Even if you want your son's life, you should let him die knowingly, my respected mother."

As soon as he opened his mouth, under his indifferent gaze, Hang's mother felt as if she was being stared at by a death gaze, and that strong feeling of oppression came again.

She became more and more convinced that this was not her original son. This must be a demon. She mustered up her courage, raised her head and pointed at him, stumbling over and saying, "No, you, you, you are not my son. My son is not like this. You are a demon, a demon. You have taken over my son's body... Give my son back..."

Her words made Hang Shuheng and Song Ning feel nervous. No one knew better than them that they were no longer the same couple.

But even if they are not calm inside, their face does not reveal the slightest flaw. Although their heart has changed, they are still the same person. As long as they don't say it, who would know.

"Monster? Where did you hear such absurd things?" Hang Shuheng said with a sarcastic smile: "How can you judge that I am a monster?"

"me……"

Hang's mother couldn't answer. She had always believed what Zhang's mother said, but now she was stumped.

Seeing that she couldn't answer, Zhang's mother started to yell, "You are the evil spirit. Shuheng used to be such a filial and obedient child. You have changed since you fell into the water. You were possessed at that time, right?"

"Is that so?" Hang Shuheng sneered at his mother, "Just based on what an outsider said, you believe your son is a monster, and you brought him back home to kill your son?"

"No, no... the old immortal said that dirty things are most afraid of black dog blood. Once they are stained with black dog blood, their true form will be revealed... I, I want to save my son."

"You guys also splashed me with black dog blood, what's the result?" Hang Shuheng spread out his hands and said to Zhao Shenpo: "Old immortal, right? How do you explain this?"

"Humph!"

Witch Zhao snorted coldly and said with an unfathomable look on her face: "You are quite capable, you evildoer. Even the black dog's blood can't reveal your true form."