Chapter 132:

In fact, Wen Guiyun's contact information was deleted by Song Rui. He was bothered by those people who didn't know how to repent at first, but in the end they resignedly asked for help, so they took the phone away. Of course, what he thought in his heart, but he wouldn't say that, but just returned the phone to the young man who was looking at himself, and said warmly: "You can't help her, forget it."
The phone was snatched by this person, the conversation was interrupted by this person, and Van Gogh was not angry, but instead nodded: "You are right, I can't help her, let alone Mr. Xiao. You know what Xiao Yanling did to him. What is the curse? "
"What is it?" Song Rui drove the car back on the road again.
"A car accident is going to die. This idea is so strong that I can hear it clearly when I pass by Ms. Wen. So no matter how to stop it, in the end he will die in a car accident, driving himself, taking the bus, taking the subway, or even walking alone on the road. By the way, what happens should always happen. "
"A car accident is bound to die. A daughter has cursed her father like this," Song Rui analyzed calmly. "I'm not surprised at all. Children are the most difficult to predict and control, because their moral sense is weak. , Right and wrong views are vague, empathy is missing, and many of their practices can often be more cruel than adults. When others annoy them, they can say "kill you" without hesitation, because they I do n’t know what the concept of death is. Children ’s psychological motivations are very simple, but the simpler things are the stronger and more paranoid, so family education is extremely important for every child. "
Van Gogh strongly agrees: "Dr. Song, you are right, their inner world is very simple, but also very strong. If they consider themselves to be the master of this world, then to the extent that their naked eyes can touch, They will really regard themselves as the master. Xiao Yanling is the best example, her desire is even strong enough to affect the people or things around her. "
"She will be a big trouble." Song Rui determined.
"That's right, it will be very troublesome." Fangallo looked out the window, frowning.

At the same time, Wen Guiyun hired a taxi and was driving on the way to her husband's company.
"Master, drive slowly, pay attention to the roadside situation." She asked hoarsely.
"What can happen at the roadside? Are you looking for someone?" The driver slowed down and surprised: "Hey, there is indeed a situation! There is a traffic jam in front of me, there are many traffic police standing there, and there is a big crane, This is what happened, was there a car accident? "In front of it was a bridge, and the bridge was really full of cars. Several traffic policemen were standing in front of the warning signs to clear the traffic.
Wen Guiyun looked at the bridge and the big crane in operation on the bridge, his soul was almost scared. She patted the back of the driver's seat again and again, trembling: "Master, stop, I'm going down!"
"Aren't you going to Tengyu Technology? Eh, where are you going? I haven't found you money yet!" The driver stretched his head and looked at Wen Guiyun staggering away, waving a hundred dollar bill in his hand.
Wen Guiyun is still looking for change now, she can't wait to put her wings and fly to the bridge. Her shoes were lost when she was in school, her hair and clothes were messy, and there were two black bars mixed with tears and eyeliner on her face, like a clown running out of a circus.
The traffic policeman was shocked when she saw her, and then hurried forward to ask: "This lady, run slowly. What's wrong with you, do you need help?"
"Need it, Comrade Police, I can't reach my husband anymore. He, he was driving when he called me, and then I heard a loud noise ..." Wen Guiyun ran to the traffic police and became paralyzed, sobbing: "I I can't get through his phone now! I beg you to help me find him! My phone is dead and I can't get through. "
A few traffic policemen look at me, I look at you, all eyes are sympathetic.
"What is your husband's license plate number, we will check it for you." They used the word verification to see that this car accident on the bridge has been linked to the disappearance of Wen Guiyun's husband.
Wen Guiyun hurriedly reported the license plate number, and after looking up at the traffic police, he didn't dare to blink, just like the prisoner who was about to be hanged looked at the man who tightened the lasso, only waiting for the choice between life and death. A female traffic police tried to help her, but she failed to stand up after several attempts. She was so scared that her bones were soft and her soul was almost half.
The traffic policeman was so horrified by her that she could only walk aside to call.
Wen Guiyun's straight-eyed eyes followed him again, hoping to burn his body through several holes. She closely watched each other's expressions and her heartstrings were extremely tight.
A few minutes later, the traffic policeman came back with a sullen face, and spoke exactly the same as Van Gogh: "Ma'am, please mourn."
The words "Please Sorrow" condensed a thousand words, as if a thousand hammers, and shattered Wen Guiyun's not-so-sturdy heart. She opened her mouth wide and seemed to want to scream and wail, but her hoarse throat couldn't make any sound.
A few traffic policemen didn't start, they couldn't bear to look at her grief and despair.
The female traffic policeman squatted down and gently patted her, but suddenly awakened her. Her body, which was so soft that she could not stand up, was instantly full of strength, and she crawled for a long distance with her hands and feet before she started running wildly. She had to confirm it with her own eyes to believe this fact, but no, no, it was not true at all! This must be a nightmare! The daughter said that her husband would be safe all her life. How could her wishes fail?
Several traffic policemen were afraid of her short-sightedness, and hurried to catch up. When she ran to the accident site, the unrecognized white car was slowly dragged onto the bridge deck by the crane. The broken body was squeezed into a narrow space by a seat belt and air bag, with a nervous and panic expression on his face, and a mobile phone was firmly held in his hand.
He was on the phone at the time of the accident, which may be the reason for his unexpected encounter.
Seeing her husband still showing a worried face even if he died, Wen Guiyun finally cried out in grief ...
God, why is this happening? What did their family do wrong? !

When it was time for school every day, all the children were taken away by their parents, but the class teacher of the second class in four years still took Xiao Yanling's hand and stood on the side of the road to look over. After waiting for more than an hour in a row, Wen Guiyun drove in a car in a hurry.
She didn't wear makeup, her face was a little haggard, her gorgeous skirt was changed to the most common style of black clothes and black pants, and there was a very somber mood in her eyes. She quickly walked to the head of the class, apologized politely and thoughtfully, and said thank you. She finally grabbed her daughter's arm and dragged her forward.
Her five fingers are like iron tongs, and they are mercilessly embedded in the delicate skin of her daughter.
Xiao Yanling inhaled so much that he felt painful and said, "You made me hurt, let go! Let me tell you to let go. Did you hear me?"
Wen Guiyun turned a deaf ear and pulled the door to stop her daughter, then whistled away.
Xiao Yan hummed and scolded for a while. When he saw that Xinhua Bookstore had passed, he had to say: "We have to go to the bookstore. I want to buy a fairy tale book. You promised me this morning! Let ’s go back! Did you hear? I ’m going to buy back all the books that Daddy threw away. No, I ’m going to buy them back twice. If he loses one, I will buy ten, and he will be angry!

Wen Guiyun's face was expressionless, but the hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened after hearing the words "Fat him". She glanced at her daughter through the rear-view mirror, and it was through the cold, the hatred, and the decay. She drove the car all the way home, no matter how crying, sloppy, or protesting her daughter's road was.
"You cry, you make trouble, you fight! The steering wheel is in my hand, and then we will be killed together!" After the schoolbag thrown over by her daughter smashed her head, she threatened fiercely. This was the first time she spoke after receiving her daughter, and her old, hoarse, horrible voice like a strong wind blowing through the hollow trunk finally scared Xiao Yanling.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yanling quieted down.
But instead of answering her words, Wen Guiyun parked the car in the garage and dragged her home, locked the anti-theft door, clamped her shoulder from behind, and pushed her into the air-conditioned bedroom.
"what!!!"
Xiao Yanling's panic-screaming almost shattered Wen Guiyun's eardrums, but she just smiled hoarsely, taunting, "What are you afraid of, that's your father! Are you even afraid of your own father? You didn't do it in the morning Did he still curse him to death? Isn't your courage very big? What head do you turn around, you give me a good look at him, see! He will become like this is all your harm! "
Wen Guiyun broke her daughter's head and opened her eyes, letting her look directly at her husband's deformed body that was blistered blistered and squeezed by the machine.
No one knows how Wen Guiyun lived today. Her daughter killed her husband, and she is also an indirect accomplice. This perception repeatedly tears her heart and soul, making her regretful. She knelt on the bridge and cried, ran a few miles with the corpse truck, rubbed the footboard, and took one million cash from the bank and sprinkled it in front of the funeral parlour, which caused crowd turmoil. This was in exchange for leaving her husband's body in The chance to spend the night at home. She was crazy, driven by her husband's death and her daughter's viciousness!
But deep in her heart, she knew clearly that their originally happy family of three would come to today, all because of her growing greed! She is the damnest person!
"He's not my dad, you lie! I don't want to look at him, you let me go!" Xiao Yanling struggled hard and didn't dare to look directly at the broken corpse. She knew that her words could kill people, but she never knew the true meaning of death, nor had she faced it directly, so she didn't know what a terrible scene it was.
But now, Wen Guiyun has completely torn the veil of death, forcing her to face the reality.
"You let my dad come alive, I'll let you go, you say! You said my dad will come alive!" Wen Guiyun pushed her daughter to the bed and pressed her head hard, keeping her face almost close to her husband's cold s face. Once, how deep she loved the child; now, how much she hates her.
It was a sentence from the other party that caused her husband to be in utter utter despair, but he was still worried about his daughter until he died, still thinking about going back to solve the trouble for his daughter. But is this child worth the effort? Is she worthy?
"I said, I said, you do not press a ooo, ooo, he stinks!!" Xiao Yan Ling was terrified, crying shouted: "! My father alive, my father alive," but she did not know that his Ability can only dominate the thinking and behavior of the living, but it can't completely touch the area where it is resurrected. It is a restricted area that only gods can enter.
Wen Guiyun looked at the bed full of hope, but the broken man still did not move, and the imaginary picture of a family reunited from the dead never happened again!
"Speak again, speak louder! Be honest!" She yelled sharply.
So Xiao Yanling started shouting again and again, until his throat was hoarse, and his tears were crying. She never knew that her mother was so terrible when she was crazy, and she never knew that there were such horrible and ugly things in the world. It was so stinky, so dirty, so disgusting, how could it be her father! Dad is still working outside, and has not returned home!
After more than an hour, Xiao Yanling's voice has been shouted, but the body on the bed is still a body.
Wen Guiyun looked at all this with a daze, then sat down on the ground softly. Xiao Yanling immediately broke free of her restraint and wanted to run, but suddenly she was dragged back by her ankle.
Wen Guiyun whispered and talked in a low voice, his voice was all broken and empty: "Your dad treats you like a little princess, but just throws you a few books, you can kill him, why is your heart so poisonous ? When you curse him, he had such a strong desire, but when he was safe, he didn't even have a sincere heart. What do you say about you? What is it that I raised by Wen Guiyun? "
Xiao Yanling kicked her foot by foot, not listening to her at all.
Wen Guiyun dragged the child to his side, grabbed her by the collar, slapped her slap hard, and suddenly shouted loudly and loudly: "Beast! You are a little beast! You do n’t deserve to be a human, do you know!"
However, Xiao Yanling's attention was not put on her words at all, just covering her face with pain, and whispering in disbelief: "Dare you beat me?" From birth till now, she has never been blamed by people around her. Instead, they were held in the palm of their hands, contained in their mouths, and carefully guarded. Wen Guiyun is not so much her mother as her servant. She is always humble and obedient in front of her. But now, how could this humble servant dare to beat his master, so that the master who controlled the power of life and death could bear it?
Children are also self-respecting, and they are particularly strong. For adults, they can pass by laughing at themselves for a few years, and they can still be pregnant for years, even if they ca n’t figure it out, they will go to a dead end. So Xiao Yanling broke out completely, screaming with open throat: "You dare to hit me! Ah ah! You dare to hit me! You die, you die, you die!"
With her series of shouts, all sharp objects in the room began to vibrate and float, and then shot like a sharp arrow towards Wen Guiyun.
A fruit knife shot from the coffee table in the living room was inserted into Wen Guiyun's back head and gave her a fatal blow. She stared at her daughter's face full of hatred, and then looked at her husband's broken body, and finally fell down, a pair of eyes that could not be closed anyway stared at the ceiling, as if there was endless remorse and need to pour, but only to complain Put it to death. Blood ran in the room, stained the tip of Xiao Yanling's shoes, and also made her wake up from the hysterical state.
She opened her eyes to this hell-like room, then turned her head, hurried into her bedroom, darted into the arms of a huge Winnie the Pooh, and let herself sleep with a strong will. All this is a dream, and it will be fine when the dream is awakened!
At the same time, Van Gogh, several tens of kilometers away, suddenly closed his eyes and issued a long sigh. He has always known that the infinite expansion of greed often indicates a sad and tragic ending ...