Chapter 1792 I Want Her to Die!

The woman's face was covered by a hat, and she was wearing a heavy mask, covering most of her face with a wide face, only revealing a pair of eyes that were as dark as an abyss.

But are those really human eyes?

These are not the eyes a living person should have.

There is no trace of life, just like two hollow holes, exuding a piercing coldness from the depths.

What was even more frightening was that the area around the eyes was covered with hideous scars, as if they had been scratched by something sharp. Although the wounds had healed, they left permanent scars.

this person……

what happened?

Wrapping himself up in full armor, but with scars on his face, is very suspicious!

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts!

To be honest, after guarding the tomb for so many years, it was the first time that a living person broke out in a cold sweat.

Baoquan patted his chest, not waiting for his reaction.

"Look up a name for me."

The woman repeated this sentence again, as if she was reciting some ancient and terrifying spell silently, her voice was low and hoarse, without any vivid emotion at all.

Bao Quan's face froze for a while, then he took the booklet from the side and asked angrily, "What's your name?"

"Li Qin."

"Muzi Li, is qin the 'qin' of that 'piano'?"

The woman nodded slowly. "yes."

"Oh, this name was added not long ago...it's the twenty-third in the nineteenth row..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman turned around without a sound and walked towards the cemetery.

The security guard stared at the woman's leaving back, held back for a long time, and couldn't help swearing out a few words: "What a weirdo!"

The woman didn't go far, her footsteps stopped suddenly, she turned around slowly, and a pair of ghost-like eyes were cast in his direction.

Baoquan was startled, subconsciously bit his lips, and smiled flatteringly at her.

...

Tomb No. 5.

Row 19, No. 23.

This is a row of newly built tombstones, with lush green pines.

The woman stopped in front of the tombstone, and saw a black and white photo of Li Qin inlaid on the tombstone, with tributes and flowers placed underneath. The woman knelt down slowly on the ground, her fingertips gently touched the cold photo, her eyes He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Nana... live well..."

"I must avenge my mother, I hate my mother! I hate my mother so much!"

"I want that bitch, life, life is better than death...I must let her live in pain for the rest of her life!!"

...

The shrill and desperate call still rings in my ears.

The woman silently caressed the cold photo over and over again. In the early morning, the frost and dew were heavy, and the photo was covered with a layer of wet/wet/wet marks.

She gently wiped away the moisture on the photo bit by bit, as if she was stroking gently.

When the woman left, the flowers in front of the tombstone were trampled to pieces.

Baoquan watched the figure leave, and muttered silently: "It's more like a ghost than a ghost! It's very sick!"

...

night.

After Yun Shishi came back from the film crew, the family of four went to the western restaurant for dinner.

Mu Yazhe deliberately chose a French restaurant, and when Xiao Yichen heard that he was going to eat French cuisine again, he danced with joy.

"French cuisine is my favorite! Daddy is wise! Daddy is mighty!"

When Youyou heard it, she had an expression that was about to spit out.

He ate too much French cuisine. After learning to cook, he tried to learn a little bit of different kinds of cuisine.