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Chapter 452

Shama and I stood outside the door at the same time. When we heard what Zhao Wenhui said in the room, we stopped. I half-closed the door, leaving a crack, and continued to wait.

After a while, Zhao Wenhui's mother's faint voice came from the room:

"Wenhui, don't spend money randomly. Mom knows that it's not easy for you to make money. You save all the money yourself and keep it for marriage for your wife in the future. I... What's my body situation? I know more than you do. Don't continue to waste money on me..."

After hearing what his mother said, Zhao Wenhui suddenly started crying. He cried and said to his mother:

"Mom, don't say that. I will definitely cure your illness. If you don't have you in the future, I really have no meaning to survive. So Mom, you must hold on. No matter what, I will always be by your side."

Shama and I listened to the words that Zhao Wenhui said in his mouth. At this moment, I even felt something was wrong with my ears.

How could a slut who was very arrogant and domineering just now look like a completely different person, becoming filial, sensible, and obedient at this time?

This matter is completely unreasonable.

"Brother Wang Cheng, was it because we were wrongly blamed Zhao Wenhui before?" Shama asked in a low voice at me.

"No, no, there must be something hidden here." Because I remembered it clearly before, the moment Zhao Wenhui drove to Shama, he was like a bloodthirsty devil, his eyes were full of murderous intent, without any sympathy.

How could a person like this do such an abnormal thing?

But the key to the problem is that it appears here. We followed along but saw this completely unexpected conversation.

What kind of person is this boy named Zhao Wenhui?

Maybe it's schizophrenia?

He was completely different from Shama, and his mother, and he was driving a sports car, so why did his mother live in such a place and even save medical expenses?

There was too much confusion in this, so I calmed down and didn't rush to go in.

I want to see what kind of person Zhao Wenhui is.

"Brother Wang Cheng, look at what he is doing there?" Shama suddenly reminded me.

After hearing Shama's words, I quickly raised my head and looked into the room through the crack of the door.

Zhao Wenhui walked out of his mother's room. At this time, there was a black sign in his hand. He placed the black sign on the wooden table in the living room, then took out an incense burner, then lit four incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.

When Zhao Wenhui lit the incense, he knelt on the ground, crossed his hands and placed them on his forehead, and muttered something in his mouth...

"Brother Wang Cheng, he...what is he worshiping?" Shama asked in confusion.

"He is worshiping evil ghosts." Three incense sticks worship gods and four incense sticks worship ghosts. It is obvious that Zhao Wenhui is now worshiping some evil things in the house.

I opened my vagina and looked at his house, but to my surprise, I didn't see anything abnormal at Zhao Wenhui's house.

Waiting patiently for Zhao Wenhui to finish his worship, he slowly stood up from the ground, first put away the incense burner, and then took the black token with him. Finally, he went to the room to take a look at his mother. Seeing that his mother was already asleep, he gently closed the door and walked into his bedroom.

Soon, I saw Zhao Wenhui walking out of his bedroom with a black schoolbag on his back and walking towards Shama and me.

While Zhao Wenhui was looking at his phone, I gently closed the door and then quickly walked up the stairs on the fifth floor with Shama.

He looked down at him. After a while, Zhao Wenhui, who had changed his shoes, walked out of the house. He first observed the surroundings vigilantly and saw that there was no one nearby. Then he locked the iron door of the house and walked downstairs alone with his bag on his back.

Seeing Zhao Wenhui's strange behavior, Shama and I quickly walked downstairs and chased them out.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw Zhao Wenhui get into the sports car. The car started and he reversed and drove out of the community.

It was already late at night, and it was basically impossible to catch up with Zhao Wenhui by taking a taxi at this time, so I had to say to Shama:

"Shama, you are waiting for me here, I'll chase you!"

As I said, I took advantage of Chen Yan's old ghost's yin energy and jumped up. After several ups and downs, I chased out of the community gate and followed closely behind Zhao Wenhui's sports car along the path.

Fortunately, Zhao Wenhui didn't drive quickly, and there were red lights all the way, so it was not difficult for me to follow him.

Zhao Wenhui drove his sports car out of the suburbs and came to an extremely remote farmland. He stopped the sports car in front of a dilapidated temple on the south side of the farmland, got out of the car and walked into the dilapidated temple by himself.

Could it be that this kid came to this temple in the middle of the night to help his mother pray for health?

I thought to myself and followed quickly.

When I arrived at the dilapidated temple gate, I did not go in, but squatted outside the door and listened to the movement inside.

There was not only Zhao Wenhui in the temple, but another strange man's voice came into my ears:

"Zhao Wenhui, what's wrong with you here this time?"

The man spoke with a sharp emphasis, just like the eunuchs who spoke in an ancient palace were not much different.

Zhao Wenhui spoke:

"I need money, I need more money this time."

"Didn't our family just gave you a lot of money a few days ago? It was spent so quickly?"

Zhao Wenhui said:

"I bought a car with the money you gave you, and it's been spent now."

"This time, how much life do you plan to sell your mother? I have to remind you that your mother doesn't have much life left."

When I squatted outside the temple door and heard the words that were neither man nor woman inside, I stood there suddenly, and my heart seemed to be knocked hard by something, which hurts!

Until now, I completely understood and understood that this man named Zhao Wenhui is really a bastard who is not even as good as a beast. It turns out that the red sports car he is driving is bought with the money he earned from his mother's life.

I suppressed the anger in my heart and continued to listen to the conversation inside patiently. I wanted to figure out what the other person in the temple came from, and could even use money to buy the lives of living people.

"I... how much life will my mother live?" Zhao Wenhui asked.

"It's less than two months." The voice of neither male nor female continued to say to Zhao Wenhui:

"Go back, your mother's life for these two months will not be able to exchange you much wealth."

Zhao Wenhui was silent for a long time and finally spoke:

"How much can she exchange for these two months?"

"Hundreds of thousands."

"Okay, I'll change!"

When I heard these three words spit out from Zhao Wenhui's mouth, the anger in my heart was instantly ignited, I jumped up and rushed into the temple!
Chapter completed!
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