ghost husband

"When Song Shuai woke up, his father was standing at the door. Song Shuai called Dad, Song Qing, Song Shuai's father, nodded, and told Song Shuai that breakfast was ready, and asked him to eat after washing up. .

Song Shuai closed his eyes, and the memory of the horrible last night gradually surfaced.He clearly remembered that after the pigeon arrived, there were still messages from her on wechat, and the woman standing there didn't have a mobile phone in her hand...it couldn't be her prank at all.

After that...

Song Shuai covered his head in pain.

The pigeon turned around and left.And her back was covered in blood.Under the moonlight, it was extremely dark...

Song Shuai walked out of the room anxiously, wanting to ask Song Qing if the pigeon was still there.Who knew that as soon as he walked outside, he saw pigeons sitting quietly on the dining table over the kitchen.

The pigeon's complexion was not very good, Song Shuai walked over hesitantly, and sat down opposite the pigeon.

After Song Qing brought the side dishes, seeing that Song Shuai and Gezi were not talking to each other, the atmosphere was extremely dull, so she planned to speak to break the awkward atmosphere.

'Pigeon, how many people are there in your family? '

Pigeon had been staring at Song Shuai at first, but after listening to Song Qing's question, he slowly came back to his senses, and smiled strangely at Song Qing, "Two, grandpa and grandma. '

Song Qing's face was a little ugly.

Without parents, the family situation is not very good.

Song Shuai is still absent-minded, after all, that incident made the gap between him and the pigeons worse.So much less contact with pigeons within a few days.

Song Qing told Song Shuai that pigeons were not suitable for him.But Song Shuai often thought of Xiao Liu's words, and felt that he and the pigeons couldn't just let it go.Whatever you have to say, you should speak up and resolve it.

On this day, the pigeon received a text message from Song Qing.

'To my father's house, I am also there. '

So she ran there excitedly.

It was Song Qing who opened the door, and the pigeon greeted politely, 'Hey, uncle... is Shuai Song there? '

'Oh, he is out, you come in first and wait. "Song Qing raised the corner of her mouth slightly, welcomed the pigeon into the door, and pointed to Song Shuai's room, "That's his room, go and have a look in his room." 'The pigeon happily went in with a cry.Song Qing looked deeply, turned and went back to her room, turned off Song Shuai's cell phone at home, and threw it into a drawer.

At the same time, Song Shuai is going to the pigeon's home with Xiao Liu.

Seeing the two old men but not the pigeon, although Song Shuai was suspicious, all he got was the answer "the pigeon has gone out".

Ge Zi's grandfather led Song Shuai and Xiao Liu into Ge Zi's room, "wait for her." ' Then she asked Grandma Gezi to cook, but Xiao Liu and Song Shuai strongly refused.

Song Shuai glanced at the bedside table, looked at the photo album on the bedside table, and was embarrassed to look through it, but it was Xiaoliu who saw what Song Shuai meant, took the photo album in his hand, sat next to Song Shuai and said with a smile, "This It is the most precious thing for pigeons, and I have only seen it once. '

Opening the photo album, the yellowed photo shows a young couple...

Is this the parent of the pigeon?Song Shuai asked, Xiao Liu nodded and told Song Shuai that this was the only photo.

Pigeon's mother doesn't look like her very much, on the contrary, Pigeon looks a lot like her father.While Song Shuai felt sorry for what happened to the pigeons, he also worried that he and the pigeons would not last long.

Xiao Liu sighed.

Youyou said, "Actually, Auntie was killed by someone. A word awakened Song Shuai.

'Didn't you... didn't you say...'

'Well, the pigeon refused to let me tell others about this matter.But I think you should know the truth. Xiaoliu sighed slightly, "It was the aunt who died first, and then the pigeon's father couldn't bear the stimulation, left here, and never came back... At that time, the pigeon was less than four years old...

I heard from the older generation that 20 years ago, there was a perverted murderer in this place who followed women, raped them and then brutally killed them and threw their bodies away. He was never caught by the police.That murderer was fine when he was in a good mood, but when he was in a bad mood, he would come out to kill and attack young women.

No one has seen the appearance of that murderer, because everyone who has seen him is dead.

Later, I don't know what happened. The police said that the person had fled to other places. Gradually, this matter was also forgotten.

Your home is also here, haven't you heard of it? ' Xiao Liu asked curiously.

Song Shuai shook his head blankly.

Koyanagi continued, 'But everyone is saying that that person is a carpenter.Because the victim's body was sawn open...

At that time, all the carpenters were arrested and interrogated, but they couldn't figure it out.Let me tell you, that person must have liked things like saws since he was a child, and he may not necessarily be a carpenter, what do you think? Xiao Liu asked a few more words, but Song Shuai's heart began to sink.

Xiao Liu wanted to say something else, but Song Shuai said that he had left beforehand.

He suddenly thought of his father's big box, the one that no one else would touch.

When he was young, he once stole the key and opened it. Inside, there were only various saws.

Dad, Dad, are you a carpenter?Song Shuai asked innocently after Song Qing came home.Song Qing's complexion changed drastically, and he ran to look at the box. When he came back, he looked sullen, and locked the young him in the room for three whole days...

Dove, where are you?Song Shuai always had an ominous premonition, and wanted to dial the pigeon's number on the phone.

Unexpectedly, he didn't bring his mobile phone, so Song Shuai simply found a newsstand with a phone.

After the call was connected, there was just a terrible rustling sound, like... cutting something.

Song Shuai ignored the boss's gaze and shouted, 'Where are you, Gege, how are you doing?Answer me, answer me! '

'Crackling...creaking...'

Song Shuai almost collapsed, but he didn't hang up the phone, and kept listening to the voice over there.

Even if this inexplicable sound sounds so terrifying...

Suddenly, a scream came from the phone.

'Ah, Shuai Song!Save me, my leg, my leg is gone...'

'Song Shuai...'

'Song Shuai...'

One sound is more miserable than the other.

Song Shuai asked loudly where she was.

The phone was hung up...

Song Shuai simply called his father again. After the call was connected, it was his father's familiar voice.

Song Shuai asked him what he was doing.

Song Qing was silent for a while, 'Sit at home. '

'Has the pigeon been there today? '

"..."

Song Qing hesitated for two seconds, then answered him, 'No. '

When Song Shuai was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly heard a slight groan..."

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