Chapter 129 Uncle Terror King (2)
"Sister, do you think our family is haunted?"
"Stupid, where is the ghost in the world?" Cheng Miya's face was gloomy and sunny. She could also feel that the strangest things at home today were mother and father.
Regardless of whether there is really anyone on the main seat of the dining table, my mother obviously could see the things sitting on the main seat. Unlike the attentiveness of grandparents, my mother was very scared. She was afraid of that thing!
Not to mention dad, dad can see it, he is also afraid.
It was not until Cheng Miya left home that the situation at home did not improve. She used the excuse to send her younger brother to school, and when she stepped out of the house, the girl breathed a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere at home is depressing and gloomy, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
Cheng Miya sent her younger brother to the gate of the primary school and repeatedly told him to be careful. Then she went to the school. Her home was not far from the university she was in, so she often slipped home. In the past few days, the girl decided to go home and take a look, but her family was in a bad condition.
She was very worried.
But the girl never expected that this was just a terrifying preview. The even more terrifying thing was just beginning.
The next afternoon, the school had classes, so Cheng Miya was still worried, so she took the bus home to check the situation. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got home, she saw a strange scene.
The whole family sat around the dining table. It was obviously Wednesday, and the clock was already pointing at half past ten. My younger brother, who should have been going to school for a long time, was also sitting at the dining table.
My younger brother's face was pale, and he was obviously scared.
There was a family of five at the dining table, no one spoke or spoke. Even my younger brother kept his mouth shut and didn't dare to say a word.
"What the hell are you doing?" Cheng Miya frowned.
There was still no one talking, mom and dad were trembling with fear, and grandparents also closed their mouths. Looking at the food on the table, it had been cold and had been left for about 3 hours. The lard on the refried meat was covered with a thick layer. No one had touched all the food since it was placed on the table.
‘Don’t talk, come and sit.’
Seeing that his daughter was back, anxiety appeared on his father's face, and he quickly found a pen to write seven words on the paper.
Cheng Miya read it but didn't understand: "Dad, what are you all doing? Today is not April Fool's Day."
The girl's eyes moved to her younger brother's face and was shocked. Her younger brother's face was red. She thought it was hot for dinner. But after a closer look, it was clearly blood-teared, and the red one was beaten out.
"Brother, who hits you?" Cheng Miya felt very heartbroken when she saw it.
My younger brother is the pearl in the whole family at home. He is afraid of melting when he holds it in his mouth, and afraid of falling when he holds it in his palm. No one has ever been willing to beat him since he was a child.
When the younger brother heard his sister ask, tears of grievance flowed. But he still didn't hum, obviously scared. After pulling a piece of paper, he wrote: 'Sister, Uncle Wang wants to play a game with us.'
"What game?"
‘A quiet game. Starting from breakfast, no one is allowed to speak or make a sound, otherwise they will be punished.’
"When did you start playing?"
‘At five o'clock, grandpa asked me to get up.’
"What!" Cheng Miya was shocked: "You are crazy. It's been 5 hours since six o'clock. You are just sitting here, staring blankly at breakfast without saying a word?"
‘Sister, go quickly. Uncle Wang will not ask you to play games together.’ My brother wrote while crying.
"Who is Uncle Wang?" Cheng Miya said angrily: "There is no Uncle Wang in the family."
Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered. Yesterday, my grandfather also asked my younger brother to say hello to a false person named Uncle Wang. It was strange, this family was getting more and more strange.
Dad raised his head, looked at his daughter deeply, and wrote: "Go away quickly, the farther you go, the better. While you can't see Uncle Wang, run away quickly. Never come back. Even if you are the only one living in this family, you must live well."
"Dad, why are you like this?" Cheng Miya was about to go crazy.
Why is the family so weird? Not only did they get up early in the morning to play such a weird game, but they also beat my brother's face to redness and swollen.
‘Sister, my face was not beaten by my grandparents and parents. It was beaten by Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang said that I would be punished if I talked.’ Overnight, my younger brother, who seemed to have become sensible, obviously saw Cheng Miya’s doubts and urged: ‘Sister, run away quickly, otherwise it would be too late.’
Cheng Miya's head was completely confused. She hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the house. If one or two of them were like this at home, it would only prove one thing. This home is not just a problem.
Maybe the Uncle Wang mentioned by everyone is really hiding at home. Perhaps it was a robber holding a weapon, and he threatened his parents something.
Cheng Miya decided to escape first and call the police.
But when she walked to the gate, she opened the gate and was about to walk out. At this moment, the door that was opened suddenly closed heavily. It was really closed without warning, as if someone in the room had come over, snatched the door handle and pulled the door hard inside.
Cheng Miya opened the door again in surprise, but no matter what, the door handle did not move at all, as if the door had been welded to death.
"What's going on?" The girl used her strength to feed her, but the door remained motionless. She was almost crazy.
The father at the dining table suddenly shook all over and his face was ashamed and wrote in a pen: "It's over, it's too late. Yaya, sit at the dining table. Uncle Wang, I want you to play games with us."
In a quiet game, we are all games of the wooden man. We cannot speak, our bodies cannot move, but our hands can move. If we violate the regulations before the game is over, we will be punished.
He was severely punished by Uncle Wang!
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"God knows, how many inhuman tortures I suffered that day and how many times I was punished. I don't even know how I could survive it myself. Because I was tortured too many times, I fainted." Cheng Miya said this, smiling bitterly.
Li Jiaming was shocked: "Yaya, I didn't expect you to suffer so much. Could it be that there is really someone in your family who can't see?"
This guy approached him and called him Yaya carelessly.
Cheng Miya smiled bitterly: "That's not a human, it's definitely not a human, but a monster. That monster called him Uncle Wang and Uncle Lao Wang."
Ye Nuo knocked on the table with his hand: "Your father told you that Uncle Wang was brought back by him? Everyone in your family can see it, but you and your brother can't see it?"
Chapter completed!