After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

Xie Bian was very familiar with that eager voice.

Every time Xie Bian came home, the voice would come from the kitchen, asking him to wash his hands first, and asking him what to eat.

Sister Hui is the person who has been with him the longest besides Lao Fan.

At the very beginning, Xie Bian was not allowed to go out to school, and stayed alone in the small villa boredly. It was Hui sister who sneaked back home after shopping for groceries every day and gave him a lollipop that was given in change at the convenience store.

Later, when Xie Bian went to school, occasionally he did well in the exams. Sister Hui was happier than Lao Fan. She took pictures of his report card and looked at it every day, and kept saying, "Our An'an is the best".

We are safe...

Xie Bian used to think that Sister Hui called him that because Lao Fan hadn’t successfully registered his real name, but now that he thinks about it, he understands that the word “An An” has a sense of safety in its care.

Sister Hui's child, the child who should be as big as him now, is safe.

Xie Bian turned around when he heard the words, and sister Hui stood at the place where the sky and the twilight communicated, waved to him, and called out the name that had been called so many times: "An'an."

The soup made by Zhao Meng is delicious, but it will not be like the woman in front of me. She knows that he doesn't like it, but she still boils carrots into the soup, which is called nutritious.

She babbled a lot, but stayed with Xie Bian for many years.

Xie Bian never thought that one day he would meet her in the evil realm.

He didn't even know what sister Hui's real name was.

"An'an, don't kill him." Sister Hui finally walked under the earthen wall and looked up at Xie Bian with a pleading expression.

Xie Bian whipped her, gently rolled her up to the high wall, supported her skinny forearm, and waited for sister Hui to stand still before issuing orders to Zhao Meng and the others below: "Go back first. "

Back left and right, Zhao Meng retracted his sword, hiding his dead face.

Zhao Meng didn't dare to let go easily, looked at Xie Bian again, and after confirming that his brother's order was correct, he carefully let go of the black shadow under his command.

"Zheng Hong, I'm here." Sister Hui walked slowly to the wall and shouted condescendingly to the struggling shadow below the city.

The black shadow who couldn't stand up completely fell down, and the evil spirit that was thick like smoke began to disperse.

Under Tan Chi's care, Xi Bei also regained his spirits, sacrificed the Buddhist beads again, collected the evil spirits in the sky, and used them again for his own use.

The huge black shadow disintegrated, and a man's figure gradually appeared in the evil spirit.

The man stood up and looked towards the east, Xie Bian saw his face clearly, it was that annoying NPC croupier in fancy clothes.

He has been a croupier in this evil environment for a long time, welcoming and sending people away, and he has trapped many people.

"Zheng Hong." Sister Hui called him again.

The man named Zheng Hong finally showed signs of waking up, and his lifeless eyes were filled with life again.

"I……"

After struggling a few times, Zheng Hong finally uttered a word. The voice was still that of the announcer, but it was no longer a lifeless tone.

"Why am I here..."

Zheng Hong squatted down and curled up with his head in his arms, recalling painfully, as if he didn't remember what happened.

Sister Hui also looked at Zheng Hong with pain and torture in her eyes, Xie Bian didn't even know how to ask.

The woman who had worked for a long time was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Thank you, An An, Mr. Fan."

Every time Fan Wujiu pays her salary, sister Hui will happily say "Thank you, Mr. Fan" a dozen times. As a nanny, she is dedicated.

"This is my husband, Zheng Hong," Sister Hui explained to Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu pointing to the man in pain under the wall, "Nine years ago, my son died and he went crazy."

……

Sister Hui's original name was Hui Yurong, and she became pregnant with Ping An in the second year of her marriage to Zheng Hong.

This child was not easy to come by. When Hui's sister was pregnant with him, she was in a car accident and had to give birth prematurely.

It was a seriously overloaded truck, and the kind-hearted people who crossed the road together pulled her out of danger, but sister Hui was frightened and was sent to the hospital in the town on the spot.

Zheng Hong was working out of town, and when he came back, Sister Hui had already entered the operating room.

After a whole night, the child was finally born. Zheng Hong named the hard-won child Ping An, Zheng Ping An.

Unfortunately, due to breech dystocia, Ping An suffers from congenital hip dislocation, and walks wobbly like a duckling.

Zheng Hong quit his job outside and returned to live in the town, taking care of his sister, mother and son.

While the two are desperately earning money for medical treatment, they will go everywhere to worship God and pray for blessings for their children. They don't ask for success, but for safety.

But the sky fails to fulfill the wishes of people, and probably the Bodhisattva is also unwilling to cross.

Zheng Ping'an is no different from ordinary children except for his inconvenient legs and feet. He is just as smart and lovable, and has his own good friends.

Xiaoxi is a child in the same community as them, and he and Ping An are in the same kindergarten. Xiaoxi does not dislike Ping An, and Ping An also likes to play with Xiaoxi. The two children get along very well.

The two went to elementary school, and Xiaoxi often came to Ping'an's house to do homework together.When Xiaoxi came over for the last time, Zheng Hong had something to do, so he left the two children at home to play.

A cat ran out of nowhere and barked outside the window for two days. Zheng Hong and Sister Hui didn't take it seriously because they were busy with work. Ping An enthusiastically pointed out to Xiaoxi that there was a cat outside the window.The two children were lying on the edge of the window watching, Zheng Hong just told them not to forget to do their homework, and hurried downstairs.

There are few entertainments in the small town, people play mahjong when they are free, Zheng Hong occasionally touches two, Ping An also solemnly made a birthday wish, to build a very luxurious mahjong parlor for his father, Zheng Hong was attracted by the childlike innocence. Dou Le hugged him and kissed him again and again.

Zheng Hong finished his work and was about to go home. At the door of the chess and card room in the community, he saw Xiaoxi's father and the others. Xiaoxi's father kindly invited him, so he sat down and played mahjong in a momentary itch.Who knew that the more he won, the more he worked hard, and he gradually forgot about the fact that there were two children at home.

When it was getting dark, Xiaoxi finished her homework and went home with her schoolbag on her back. Ping An was still worried about the cat outside the window.

It's winter, and the kitten is shivering from the cold, and I don't know how long it has been hungry, even the sound of "meow" has weakened.

The cat was lying on the platform of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, and Ping An felt that he could reach it as long as he stretched out his hand.

Ping An stretched out his hand while stepping on the stool, half of his body was stretched out, he couldn't even walk steadily, and it was even more difficult to do such a movement.

So when Zheng Hong had enough of his addiction and was about to get up and go home, he saw a small figure fall from the sixth floor.

……

Sister Hui couldn't help crying as she spoke, the tears rolled freely on her face, she didn't want to lose her composure in front of Xie Bian, sobbing and wiping her tears, embarrassed and helpless.

"After that, he went crazy." Sister Hui looked at her crazy husband, recalling the past that she didn't want to think about again.

Zheng Ping'an's death was a huge blow to both of them.

Zheng Hong went crazy. When he saw others playing mahjong, he went to set up a stall, and he received many scoldings.

Sister Hui has to work during the day and take care of Zheng Hong who may go crazy and throw things at any time when she comes home at night.

Later, Sister Hui couldn't bear it anymore, so she handed Zheng Hong over to her family to take care of her, packed her things and went to another country, and happened to meet Fan Wujiu who was looking for a nanny to take care of the children.

Sister Hui looked at Xie Bian and thought: If my peace is still there, I should be this old.

Ping'an, An'an, yelling, sister Hui couldn't tell the difference, as if she was watching her Ping'an grow up day by day.

"Last month, I asked Mr. Fan for leave to go home because my husband passed away." Sister Hui wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and couldn't stop looking at Xie Bian, the child she had taken care of for four or five years.

After going crazy for nine years, Zheng Hong finally passed away in his sleep. Sister Hui was afraid that her employer would dislike her family affairs and would not let her take care of Xie Bian anymore, so she concealed the real reason and only said that it was something at home and she would come back after work. .

But when Sister Hui arrived in the town, she found that this place was shrouded in dark clouds, and everyone who had played mahjong with Zheng Hong, including Xiaoxi's father, fell into a coma.

After Zheng Hong's death, he formed a Sha. He attributed Ping'an's death to his failure to return home in time, and to mahjong, so he implicated dozens of wooden men and asked them to seal each one in coffins and bury them in the soil for Ping An. Funeral.

"Then you..." Xie Bian looked at Sister Hui. When he saw the furnishings of the small villa at first, he thought it was Sister Hui who died, but now he realized that the culprit was Zheng Hong.

Then how did Sister Hui get in here? Was Sister Hui also dead, or was Sister Hui also dragged in by Zheng Hong?

"It's Xiaoxi."

"Xiaoxi is now a girl as old as you. She came to me first and said that her father and several uncles and aunts were in a coma. She suspected that it had something to do with what happened back then." Sister Hui knew that he was asking herself The opportunity to come in was explained in detail.

But Xiaoxi is just an ordinary girl, how does she know that this is Sha, and how does she know how to attract people in?

Sister Hui didn't wait for Xie Bian to ask, and continued to explain: "Xiaoxi showed me a portrait uploaded by her mother group. She said that their ancestors had encountered similar things, and it was the two people in the portrait who saved them."

This is no longer the earliest painting. Their ancestors did not know how many times they copied and painted, and the details have long been distorted.But sister Hui opened the scroll, and still recognized the two teenagers in white and black robes in the painting.

The young man in white was as gentle as water, and had the same appearance as Xie Bian.

And the young man in black robe had a tough physique, and Sister Hui could tell the resemblance between him and his employer, Mr. Fan, at a glance.

"I called Mr. Fan, he taught me." Sister Hui said.

She was the one who hid in the coffin and escaped after being saved, and the one who followed secretly to protect Xie Bian.

From the very beginning, Lao Fan didn't purely play mahjong games, and the words left and right only reminded him of his method of getting so many people into Shali together.

Xie Bian didn't realize until now that he was coaxed by Fan Wujiu again.

Lao Fan knew he was wrong, so he just smiled dumbly and didn't speak.

Zheng Hong still crazily hugged his head in pain, sister Hui's block just now was right, Zheng Hong is the master of this evil and cannot be killed.

What about Shamo?

Lao Fan pointed to the mahjong city wall under his feet. This is where Zheng Hong's fear lies.

He felt guilty for being left by Xiaoxi's father and playing two extra games of mahjong and leaving An An alone at home, so mahjong was his demon.

Therefore, relying on the wish of the luxurious mahjong parlor promised by An An, build a huge mahjong board to trap others and trap yourself.

The Tianzi Bureau is that Shamo.

Xie Bian glanced at Lao Fan's remaining cards, and he had already listened to the cards.Just one shot away from a big win.

Do you want to keep fighting?

Xie Bian recalled that from the very beginning, this card came very well, either touch or kong, and those who got the kong were all pulled into the soil gate and suffered afterward.

Perhaps, winning is not the way to solve the game.

Before Zhao Meng recovered, Xie Bian chanted the ghost spell again.

In the mahjong city that was no longer shrouded in black fog, Xie Bian's instructions echoed.

"dismantle!"

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