NABC Chapter 363 Going to the Countryside - One Family
Chapter 363 Going to the Countryside - One Family
The farm parents, the cowshed grandparents, and the original owner who was preparing to go to the countryside.
Jiang Ping took over the body and began to receive memories.
The original owner was Mao Pingping.
Before his parents and grandparents went their separate ways, he was a naive and carefree sixteen-year-old skinny boy.
But.
The original owner died on the eve of being sent to the countryside.
The family arranged for the original owner to distance herself from the world and become an educated youth, hoping that she would not be associated with bad elements.
The Mao family had barely left when they departed.
After reporting Mao's neighbor Deng Ling, they waited for an opportunity to act.
He certainly discovered Mao Pingping, the one who had slipped through the net. Once the Mao family elders left Yucheng, Mao Pingping was like fish on a chopping board.
It quickly became a bloated corpse in the river.
The original owner's wish was to take revenge on the Deng family and keep an eye on his parents and grandparents, whether in the city or the countryside.
"Tongzi, we're a bit late this time. Is there something wrong with our work attitude?"
It's a little late, isn't it? The Mao family has settled in at the cowshed farm, so it seems she'll have to go to the countryside after she finishes her business.
"I didn't set this time point; it was chosen by the original owner himself."
The system can disregard the host CPU.
The original owner of this child was thin, but she was also incredibly tall, which she inherited from her grandmother, Mao Jiangyue.
There was no one and no wind at midnight.
Mao Pingping walked through the alley, repeatedly activating his Aura of Passerby, and even though the effect was unstable, he also applied an Invisibility Talisman.
The era of overthrowing demons and monsters.
She should still take it easy.
Don't harm innocent passersby.
Those who persecute widows don't count, nor do those who steal other people's garbage and take it to themselves.
Tongzi was speechless at Pingping's inner thoughts.
You climbed out of the water and ran straight to the Deng family's house, weren't you just trying to pretend to be a water ghost to scare people? And suddenly you've become so innocent and cautious.
That's what I said.
Tongzi still dutifully scanned and paved the way for Pingping.
It wasn't until Pingping stood still in front of the Mao family's house that this continued.
Mao Pingping counted his own belongings, then ordered Rong Xiaoshu to swallow the original owner's luggage and belongings. He then rolled over and crawled into the Deng family's house on all fours, leaving deep and shallow water stains on the wall.
The Deng family courtyard was narrow and damp, and three generations lived together there.
Unlike the Mao family, whose population was relatively small.
Deng Ling's parents had four sons and three daughters, of whom three sons and one daughter survived.
Deng Ling was the most clever of the four children in the Deng family.
Here's the key point—it's the Deng family, not this street or this area.
Therefore, Deng Ling is not as powerful as he thinks.
The reason he reported the Mao family was simply because he coveted their house. Last year, he took the initiative to stop the original owner from proposing a free love relationship, and the fifteen-year-old original owner said that she had the freedom to refuse.
Young men who fail to find wives for free are bound to become angry and humiliated.
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Mao Jiangyue had already sensed that the past few years had been unusual.
Now I heard my granddaughter talk about the neighbor's ill intentions.
The moment the plan to move was mentioned, Deng Ling and his siblings, along with others, reported them and ransacked their house.
The original owner's grandparents and parents did not blame their granddaughter (daughter).
After all, the Deng family was clearly after their belongings.
Actually, there wasn't much – the Mao family was all about enjoying the moment, spending their wages the same month they received them.
"bang bang bang"
Seeing the pile of Mao family belongings in the Deng family's courtyard, Mao Pingping, the "female water ghost," felt even more gloomy.
"bang bang bang bang"
Deng Ling's parents were the first to be woken up.
They never considered that their house might be haunted.
They didn't think anyone would come and ransack their house in the middle of the night. Given how poor they were, it would be pointless for anyone to come.
"Who is it? Is Deng Shan you, kid?"
Deng Ling's father got up cursing and swearing, intending to open the door for his unlucky eldest son.
Deng Shan, who was called on, was half asleep.
He let out an "ah" in the next room, then slumped over and went back to sleep.
Mao Pingping used her hair to shake Deng Ling and his three siblings awake through the window crack.
These four scoundrels who stole the original owner's money and tickets probably think that killing the original owner is no different from killing a chicken.
Deng Ling's father was unaware of what was happening behind him.
He forcefully opened the door.
What I saw was a familiar-looking person, but completely soaked.
The chill emanating from Mao Pingping jolted him awake.
The middle-aged man rubbed his arms.
I finally remembered something.
"You! You! You! Didn't you go to the river?"
There was a tremor in his voice that he himself was unaware of.
"Yes, I went to the river, but it was so cold..."
Deng Ling's father resisted the urge to back down and began to shirk responsibility.
"If you're cold, go home... What are you doing climbing over the wall to my house? You good-for-nothing, you looked down on my son back then, and now that you're out of luck, you want to come and mooch off my family? Let me tell you, no way."
This person is not afraid of ghosts.
Mao Pingping controlled his hair to grow indefinitely, and some of it went into Deng Ling's father's mouth.
The middle-aged man was choked, feeling both scared and uncomfortable.
There was no chance to say a few more words about Mao Pingping.
The flat strands of hair that had entered the person's body automatically broke off from her head.
Two or three minutes later.
The long hair completed its growth inside Deng Ling's father's body, and countless strands of hair emerged from his seven orifices and pores.
Mao Pingping found it disgusting but still wanted to watch it.
Thinking about his current body, which is neither alive nor dead.
She asked the hairdresser at the door.
"How does it feel to have energy sprouting from all seven orifices? Hehehehehe, this is the good fortune of your Deng family..."
The person with the hair was already too weak to stand up.
However, it was supported by its hair and remained firmly attached to the ground, giving it an imposing presence that seemed to hold off ten thousand men if you didn't look closely.