Douluo's self is in the courtyard

Chapter 229 Silly Zhu was almost killed

Xu Damao's words kept echoing in her mind, I like you...these words

Xu Damao smiled slightly, good guy.

These days, little girls are so easy to fool!

Especially a young girl with an artistic style like Ding Qiunan.

……

Late at night, people who have been busy for a day have already fallen asleep.

In the spacious hospital, the crowd formed a circle.

In the center of the crowd, a plump young woman was squatting there crying.

There were constant pointing and cursing sounds from the crowd.

"This woman is too vicious. She allows people to raise children and even deprives them of their families."

"That's right, it's so shameless. How can there be such a vicious woman?"

"She should be paraded through the streets!"

"..."

Hearing people's curses, the young woman stopped crying.

With shock on her face, she stood up and looked at her surroundings.

He subconsciously shouted: "Silly Zhu! No!"

Immediately, like crazy, he fled the hospital.

As she ran all the way, she felt the extremely heavy weight of her legs again.

But she still ran unremittingly.

"Pfft!"

Qin Huairu was stomped by a stone and fell to the ground.

For a while, the pain was unbearable.

But she thought about the safety of Bangge and her sweet grandson.

She still managed to get up from the ground and continued running.

"BangGeng, my dear grandson, don't let anything happen to you!"

"Silly Zhu, this is all my fault."

"Don't hurt them!"

Qin Huairu, with tears in her eyes, kept shouting in her heart.

Finally, after unremitting efforts, she stumbled back to the courtyard.

Qin Huairu gasped and stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Bangge's cry for help coming from the middle courtyard.

"Silly Zhu, no!"

"It's my mother who is sorry for you, it has nothing to do with me..."

"what……"

The banging voice stopped, and Qin Huairu was completely panicked.

"No, silly Zhu!" Qin Huairu shouted loudly!

She dragged her heavy body to the middle courtyard and opened the door of her house.

The next moment, what she saw completely overwhelmed her.

There were two pools of blood flowing on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Next to the bloodstains, two of her favorite figures lay.

"My son..."

"My dear grandson..."

Like crazy, she hugged the two people he loved most on the ground in her arms.

Her face was full of tears, and she kept calling the names of Bangge and her sweet grandson.

After a long time, Qin Huairu looked at Silly Zhu with despair.

Stunned, he asked: "Why..."

"why……"

"why……"

At this time, Qin Huairu seemed unable to speak and kept asking Silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu held the bleeding kitchen knife and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"How...the taste...of Juehu...is...like?"

Following Shazhu's words, there was the sound of Shazhu's heavy footsteps.

Step by step, he walked towards Qin Huairu.

"How...the taste...of Juehu...is...like?"

Silly Zhu's question rang out again, but the kitchen knife in his hand was slightly raised and he slashed towards Qin Huairu.

"puff……"

Before Qin Huairu died, she couldn't believe that all this was true.

Silly Zhu's words echoed in her heart for a long time.

"How...the taste...of Juehu...is...like?"

Qin Huairu's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Gradually, every bit of her life flashed through her mind like a TV series.

Qin Huairu's lips moved slightly.

He mouthed "Silly Zhu...I hate you!"

And she was already speechless.

Slowly, Qin Huairu closed her eyes.

"what……"

Qin Huairu suddenly sat up in his sleep.

"Whirring whirring……"

Qin Huairu kept panting, and her thin clothes were wet with sweat again.

Qin Huairu glanced at the figure on the pillow.

There was a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Even though she realized it was a dream, she somehow felt like it was bound to happen.

This dream was so real. In the dream, Silly Zhu's words kept echoing in her mind.

"How...the taste...of Juehu...is...like?"

These chilling words made Qin Huairu feel no guilt towards Si Zhu, but only infinite hatred.

Qin Huairu's lips moved a few times unconsciously.

He mouthed "Silly Zhu...I hate you!"

The next moment, Qin Huairu's expression was dumbfounded. She slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the stove.

When she came to the stove, she gently picked up the kitchen knife.

At this moment, there was only a "pop" sound.

Qin Huairu's face turned to the right inexplicably, she groaned, and her dull expression suddenly sobered up.

Qin Huairu looked at the kitchen knife in her hand, took a breath of air, and almost threw the kitchen knife to the ground.

She shook her head and tried to open her eyes wide.

As if he wanted to wake himself up.

Then he gently placed the kitchen knife in his hand on the stove.

Feeling wet all over, she put on a thin shirt again.

Returning to the bedside, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Recalling her state just now, she murmured to herself: "What on earth happened to me?"

……

Xu Damao was relieved to see Qin Huairu return to normal.

The effect of this dream-making machine is so awesome!

Two dreams completely hypnotized Qin Huairu.

If I hadn't been watching, I'm afraid tomorrow's newspaper headlines would have read: A woman secretly killed her husband late at night while he was sleeping.

Or: The big guys are stupid and covet the widow's body!

The more Xu Damao thought about it, the funnier it became. If he hadn't stopped it, this thing would have become even funnier.

Of course, fun is fun, but this is not what Xu Damao wants.

Although Silly Zhu is hateful, his sin does not lead to death.

Isn't it a more satisfactory ending to live a peaceful life and be miserable in later years?

Only in this way can we better tell everyone a truth.

If you lick the dog until the end, you will have nothing!

Although Xu Damao stopped Qin Huairu this time, he also realized that Silly Zhu had made a huge change in Qin Huairu's heart.

Because of this dream, Qin Huairu already felt disgusted with Si Zhu from the bottom of her heart.

Body language and facial expressions can all deceive people, but Xu Damao's system cannot deceive people.

Xu Damao also had a new understanding of this dream-making machine.

Powerful and amazingly effective.

A perfect must-have for home travel and an enemy-killing weapon! ! !

From now on, if anyone offends him, that person will definitely die invisible.

"It seems that I can't give people such hateful dreams in the future!"

Xu Damao thought for a while and had some thoughts in his mind.

With a thought, a man's hair appeared in his hand again.

(End of this chapter)