Crossed into the infinite stream of novels and became the villain

Chapter 71 Script Killing (16)

"Then do you have a good relationship with Mr. Liu? There is a jar of candy he gave you. It seems that I don't even have so much."

Heavy one after another, the wretched man's head was in a daze.

"No, it's really not me."

An Xu didn't doubt him at first.

But he is really too suspicious.

There is even a motive.

He has a close relationship with Mr. Liu.

Because the real hammer is too hard, the wretched man can't argue with it.

"Have you figured out the result?"

Hong Yueniang appeared with a smile at this time.

"You can vote."

Xiao Yu raised his hands and looked at the wretched man while talking.

The wretched man broke down and shouted:
"It's not me, it's not me! It's this woman, she keeps throwing suspicion on me!"

While shouting hysterically, he pointed at An Xu.

An Xu looked at him like a dead man.

"Then please testify against the murderer~"

Except for the wretched man who pointed at An Xu, everyone else pointed at him.

"Then, this side must be strong."

Hong Yueniang still asked with a professional smile, and the players nodded.

An Xu also nodded hesitantly.

It always feels wrong.

"Okay, then we are out of the game."

"No! Not me! Not me!"

The Qiang Qiang stool suddenly vacated, and he fell into the black abyss with the stool.

The rest were frightened into a cold sweat.

"Then, please read the following plot, players."

Um?Isn't it him who doesn't announce it?

Everyone opened the script, and the familiar feeling of weightlessness came again.

"An'an, An'an."

An Xu was slapped awake ignorantly.

Looking up, she saw a gentle woman.

The woman looked at the confused An An, smiled dotingly, touched her head,
"Why did you fall asleep here?"

An Xu got up and found that he could control his body.

Looking at the surrounding environment, I fell asleep on a haystack, and I knew it,

He glanced at the quiet woman in front of him again.

This is what I introduced earlier, Mom?
"Still confused, baby, let's go home and eat."

Thinking of rhubarb, An Xu wanted to know how it was, so as to judge which time period he had entered.

"Where is rhubarb?"

When she opened her mouth, it was a childish little milk voice.

I'm not used to it...

"I'm so sleepy, didn't we quietly send the rhubarb to Grandpa Straw?"

It seems that this is the story behind.

An Xu was held by the woman's little hand and dragged home.

Because the angle of view is that of a child, the woman looks extraordinarily tall and her back is extraordinarily strong.

Looking at the woman's rough big hand holding his own small hand,
There was a touch in An Xu's heart that he had never felt before.

Is this mom?

When he arrived at the so-called home, seeing the dilapidated environment, the corners of An Xu's mouth twitched violently.

A house made of loess has a thatched roof covered with bricks and tiles.

I'm afraid it will leak if it rains.

A gray-haired old man was sitting at the door, puffing on a big shiny pipe.

This pipe is at least as long as the arm of An Xu's current body.

Sitting next to the old man was an old lady with a fierce face.

When the old lady saw An Xu and the woman, she stepped forward with her arms akimbo and scolded angrily:

"You two little motherfuckers, where have you gone! My mother's stomach is so hungry. My old An's family is really unlucky. With a daughter-in-law like you, I even gave birth to a loser!"

"Mom, I'm going right now."

The woman said something pleasing to the eye, touched An An's head, and went to cook.

After her mother left, the old lady glanced at An Xu, and her eyes suddenly turned around her.

Anshu felt uncomfortable.

What the hell is this old lady up to?
　What makes this dungeon wonderful is not the reasoning part, the emotional self definitely pays attention to the description of emotions.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)