Fun?
puff!
What kind of talk is this.
These contracted scary brothers, if you want to say that they are Mensao, Leye will be second, and even those with big Huai faces dare not say that they are first.
In the shadow world, An Jia glanced at Le Ye with an upturned corner of his mouth calmly, and glanced pitifully at the small lock in the distance from the corner of his eye.
Poor little horror~
Finally, there is a horror star who shares Le Ye's sinister side with him.
The guy who was originally a sinister guy has learned to become more sinister since he met his eldest sister. The other scary guys in the family are not easy to bully. Don't underestimate Tuo Tuo. He really bites when he is angry, so you have to pity him.
This is just great!
When An Jia was happy, he said directly, "Two cakes!"
I am happy today, let the fat tiger who has not been beard for thousands of years give me a beard.
result……
"Hey!" Huh!
Tuotuo was so happy. She sat cross-legged on the table and stretched out her paws to ask for money from Anjialeye on both sides and Fathu opposite.
The smile froze on his face, and Fat Hu, who was too reserved to say anything nonsense, said: "..."
The cold icy rain patted my face randomly.
Warm tears mixed with the cold rain.
The colors in front of him were suddenly obscured.
Your shadow lingers around me mercilessly.
You betrayed me like an executioner.
My heart felt like it was being stabbed with a bayonet.
Love on the cliff.
Who would be willing to accept the most painful accident...
An Jia Leye looked at each other, Leye raised his hand and patted Fat Hu, speaking to comfort him.
"Third brother, this is life!"
Fat Tiger covered his chest and looked at Le Ye with disbelief in his eyes.
"You just hurt your brother and me like this? What do you mean by fate? I don't accept it, and the eldest sister said that as long as I play enough and persevere, I will always win."
The An family followed Xiao Li and flew the knife.
"But third brother, you can't believe in fate. I put all the cards in your mouth. What's the result?"
Results, results.
Fat Tiger grinned and trembled his lips, crying like a fool.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, it turns out, it got cut off!"
Ahhhhhhhhhh...
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away crying!
Leye frowned.
"Anjia, why are you talking to the third brother? The third brother is already sad enough. Let's go and comfort him."
With that said, he pulled An Jia across from him and chased Fat Hu.
On the table, Tuo Tuo scratched the back of his head as he waited for the ghost coins.
The third brother cried sadly because he cut off his hair. The fourth brother and the fifth brother went to comfort him, but why did it always feel that something was wrong?
Forget it, go coax the third brother, he still wants to eat pickled fish with pickled vegetables.
Thinking about it, I quickly collected my own ghost coins on the table and put them away. I also thought about collecting my three brothers' coins. After all, there is a small lock here, which is very scary, so I still have to pay attention to the safety of my property.
But look up.
Huh?
When will the three brothers collect the money? ? ?
In the distance, An Jia Le Ye was looking for Fat Hu, while the two of them were looking for Little Lock...
Little Lock: "..."
Don't come over here!
***
The little old lady didn't know what was going on in the shadow. If she knew it, she would definitely have a hand in it, at least 50-50 with An Jia Leye.
After listening to Le Ye's answer, the little old lady felt that it would be useful to bring her brothers to the copy. Although they couldn't get out, it did not prevent them from helping.
The little lock provided too little information, so she still had to pay attention to safety.
Through the contract, Dahuai was asked to come back and look at the attic door, and then the little old lady pushed open the unlocked attic door.
Zhiqua~
It was obviously a very new door, but when it was opened, it made the sound of being in disrepair.
Huhuhu——
The wind was noisy and it was even colder.
As the wind continued to sound, the original attic turned into a street alley.
In the alley, a tightly wrapped man fell to the ground covered in blood. A bloody and sharp chef's knife lay quietly on the bloody ground.
This is the crime scene.
When the 'male corpse' at the crime scene heard the noise, he turned his head slightly and looked at the little old lady who appeared with bloodshot eyes.
"Who are you?"
He asked, vomiting blood.
The little old lady held the crutch she had taken out when she was at the door and looked at the 'male corpse' on the ground.
"Takao."
Not a question, but a yes.
What makes the little old lady find it interesting is that all the power of the curse on Gangxiong has disappeared, turning it into a normal horror.
Looking at everything around her, the little old lady slowly took out Gao Ye's diary.
I thought that Takeo would go berserk when he saw the diary, but he didn't.
Not only that, but there was guilt, regret, and sadness in his eyes.
The little old lady turned to the end of her diary.
Sure enough, as the little old lady opened up, the follow-up recorded using the power of the curse after Kayako's death, a plot about Takao emerged, but the angle was no longer Kayako, but Toshio.
Gangxiong is controlled by the powerful Kayako. Toshio discovers that curses can devour each other's curse power, but the stronger the curse power they have, the more they lose their humanity, become crazy, and are controlled by the curse power.
Toshio hates his father, but in fact he hates his mother Kayako more than his father Gosuo.
He hated his mother for agreeing to his father's proposal even though she had someone in her heart.
He hated his mother for leaving a diary that clearly should be disposed of after marriage and hurting the family.
He hates his mother. He can obviously explain to his father and ask doctors and police to solve the problem, but she will only endure the domestic violence dully, pity herself for her love, complain about her father's bigotry, and did not do a good job when her father attacked her. His mother protected him.
His hatred for his mother turned into a curse after his death. He also felt that he was pitiful and could not get love. His parents died young and his husband was paranoid and violent, but he never thought about him.
Such a cold mother is so hateful.
He wants his mother to love him, even if it turns into a curse, the most powerful curse is still bound by the relationship between mother and child, to protect him and to obey his words.
He wanted his father to know that he was not a bastard, not the teacher's child, but his child. He told him that he had personally killed his biological son, who was so hard to have, and that his life would be worse than death.
In this way, Junxiong used the spell in the curse to make Kayako his slave, pretending that his mother still loved him, could die for him, would protect him, and would always protect him.
Let the little lock lock the alley where his father Gang Xiong died, put it in the attic, and order Kayako to swallow the curse on Gang Xiong. While strengthening Kayako's strength, let Gang Xiong regain his senses and know the truth, and let Kayako know the truth. Killing Gang Xiong again and again, letting Gang Xiong die repeatedly in this space.
All this was arranged by him, but he wanted Toshio to know that he was his son, and to let him never see him again. This was one reason, and there was another reason. Toshio hoped that he would always be his son in the eyes of his father. That good boy's bad deeds are all caused by dried coconut milk.
Only in this way will people like Gangxiong feel real pain.
If Toshio was to know that he had done all this, not only would Takeshio not regret or feel guilty, he would even want to break free and resist, want to kill him, and hate him. This is not what Toshio wants to see.
So Toshio never comes to the attic, only Kayako goes in.
After the little old lady finished reading, she looked at the half-dead Gang Xiong and sighed with emotion.
"You have a wonderful son."
Make your arrangements clear.
Gangxiong was stunned for a moment, thinking of the well-behaved Junxiong, he shed tears of regret and looked proud.
"Yes, I have a great son."
A look of relief.
Little old lady: "..."
