"This is impossible, this is impossible..." Qingyi murmured subconsciously.

The nigger was completely immersed in the memories, and his black and purple face smiled.

"That was so happy during those days! Unfortunately, your father passed away not long after."

The black ghost's face darkened, showing a sad look.

"When he died, I happened to go out for business. After I came back, the funeral was over. I couldn't see him for the last time. However, what made me sad and happy was that your mother's condition improved and she turned back to the gentle woman she used to be."

The nigger smiled.

Qingyi looked at him intently, and had already released from his emotions, waiting for the following text.

"That's it, we brother and sister depend on each other until thirteen years ago..." Nigami spitted blood, wiped his lips with his sleeves, and continued.

"That day was your father's death day. When I came out and heard your mother talking in the back room of her shop. Somehow I quietly came over and listened to it. Everything I heard shocked me."

The black ghost turned his head and looked at Qingyi, with pity in his eyes.

"What did my mother say?" Qingyi asked.

"Haha, hehe!" The nigger laughed dryly, "Your mother was holding your father's portrait in the room and said with tears in her eyes, why did he betray her and why did he be with me? This was all because he forced her to take action and kill her!"

"Ah!" Qingyi couldn't help screaming.

"No, it's impossible." She couldn't believe that it was her mother who killed her father.

"You lied to me again!"

The black ghost ignored Qingyi's doubts and continued, "I was stunned when I heard this and made a noise. When your mother heard it, she rushed out. At that moment, she returned to her manic appearance. She attacked me like crazy, and kept scolding her, "It's all you blame, it's all you blame, it's you who killed him, you deserve to die!"

"No matter how I advised me, apologizing was useless. She seemed to be crazy."

"So I took action and pulled out my sword, but I didn't want to kill her, I just wanted to subdue her and calm him down."

"But my mother is still dead!" Qingyi said sternly.

"Yes, because she hit my sword herself, I think she should have committed suicide when she started."

"But why did she use the turtle breathing technique to delay the passage of life, and why did she leave your name on the coffin?"

Qingyi asked, pointing at the black ghost with trembling fingers.

"Now think about it carefully, your mother should want to take revenge on me! Maybe she guessed what you would do. She knows you so well, and you are so similar to her."

"It's all lie, lie," Qingyi shouted, covering her ears.

The nigger laughed, "Uncle is almost dead, why are you lying to do? Alas, it's such a debt!"

"Qingyi, I have something for you, it belongs to your mother, it is on my chest and clothes..."

Puff~!

Halfway through the nigger, he spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and his head tilted, and he died of anger.

Qingyi sat blankly on the ground, expressionless and lifeless, like a sculpture.

After a while, she finally calmed down, stood up, walked towards the nigger, and reached her hand to his chest, wondering what her mother left for it.

But as soon as his finger touched Nigami's chest, he felt a slight beating, wait, he was not dead!

Qingyi was shocked and was about to retreat. At this time, the black ghost's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing deep hatred, and his hands were inserted into Qingyi's chest.

"You ungrateful woman, like your mother, are an unfamiliar ungrateful wolf."

The black ghost's face muscles were twisted, like an evil ghost, and he frantically spitted at Qingyi and shouted, "I will tell you, my mother was killed by me, and my father was killed by me. At that time, your father was obviously with me, but he wanted to make peace with your mother again. How could I allow him to betray me so much? So I killed your mother while she was out. I still remember his shocked eyes at that time, haha."

"As for your mother, I suffered a little injury when fighting with someone outside that day. I went to her shop to rest and heal her wounds. I didn't expect that I fell asleep and even talked in my dreams. I don't know if this secret has been hidden in my heart for too long, but I actually told it out in my dream, and it happened to be heard by your mother."

"Hehehehe, she actually ignored me as his brother and wanted to avenge the damn unfaithful man while I was sleeping. Unfortunately, how could she hide her strength from me? I discovered it as soon as I got close. Why are such a sister who ignores family affection still doing? Of course I will kill her."

"You don't know, Qingyi, when my sword pierced into your mother's heart, I felt relaxed, extremely relaxed. It turns out that for so many years I have been afraid that she will know the truth. The heaviest burden I have carried on, and I will kill it well!"

"But from now on, Uncle Nigami no longer uses swords, because every time he picks up the sword, he will think of your mother's resentful and unwilling eyes before her death. It's such an annoying look!"

"But Qingyi, why do you have to pursue these truths like your mother? Why do you also want to harm me like your mother? Isn't it okay for our family to live together well?! Uncle really doesn't want to kill you, but I never want to experience the betrayal of my relatives again, so let's die together."

"Dead ball, dead ball, everything will be over!"

As the black ghost said, Qingyi's eyelids gradually dropped, her eyes were completely lost, and the breath of life completely disappeared from her body.

"Qingyi, my good niece, are you leaving first? Hahahaha, it's okay, uncle will come to accompany you right away."

puff!

The nigger pulled out his hand, and the warm blood splattered on his face, which made him enjoy it very much. Perhaps it was because their family was about to "reunite".

He let go of the internal source of his body suppression of toxicity. After a while, the black purple spread all over his body. The black ghost was spitting black blood in big mouthfuls, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

As he died, he seemed to see a light shot from above his head, and a familiar voice sounded.

"Tsk tsk, what a perverted and sad story."

The next moment, everything goes to darkness.

After hearing a bizarre story, Zhang Xiaotian finally decided to enter the passage. He lifted the wooden board covered with soil outside the passage and jumped in with a black dagger.

It happened to be the nigger who took his last breath and couldn't help but sigh, the story of the love and killing of this family can be made into a TV series.

How did Zhang Xiaotian track it down?

I believe many friends have guessed it.
Chapter completed!