This feeling is very strange and can't be said, it just makes people feel uncomfortable, but they can't detect any discomfort.

When Li Mubai was going upstairs, he felt a chill behind his back, as if he had a pair of gloomy and vicious eyes looking at him. He suddenly turned his head, but found that only Aunt Ping was making tea and did not see anyone else.

The huge living room looks a little cool and very angry!

After opening the door, a strong smell of rotten smell came towards him, choking Li Mubai couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Su Ming stood at the door, looked at him for no reason, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Didn't you ask about a rotten smell?"

Li Mubai pinched his nose and spoke with a heavy nasal sound.

"There is only the smell of disinfectant here, so how can there be a rotten smell? Stop kidding, come in."

Su Ming stared at Li Mubai speechlessly. This room was his father's bedroom. Li Mubai's mother had only been ill for a few days. How could it be that rotten smell? Moreover, he was a very obsessed with cleanliness, and he couldn't stand the scent of strange smell. There was only a faint smell of disinfectant in this room. Even if Li Mubai's mother fell ill, Aunt Ping would wipe her body every day, and there would be no rotten smell at all. More importantly, Li Mubai's mother's body was not rotten at all.

"You go and open the window."

Li Mubai couldn't breathe a little. The rotten smell was overwhelming, making him dizzy and he had to run to the corridor outside the room and gasp in big mouthfuls. The rotten smell was very strong.

Su Ming had no choice but to cure it. He walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains, and the sun shone in. The warm light shone through the window on the luxurious big bed in the house. On the bed was a beautiful woman with a pale face. The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her lips were a little purple and black, and her hair was a little scattered. Despite this, her appearance was amazingly beautiful and had a strange temperament. After a closer look, she had some similarities with Li Mubai. This person was Li Mubai's mother, Liu Qing!

After stepping into the room again, although there was still a rotten smell in the room, it had dissipated a lot. Li Mubai was able to adapt. This smell made him very frightened. He knew that this smell would only be emitted by the person who was about to die. In order to confirm this smell, he looked up at the big bed and saw a layer of black mist on the ceiling that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. This black mist Su Ming could not detect, such as the pungent rotten smell in the room, which Su Ming could not smell.

This is the breath of death. It is mentioned in the ghost hunting notes that the person entangled by this breath will die!

"Mom, wake up! Don't fall asleep!"

Li Mubai was a little shocked and gently shook Liu Qing's arm, but he still didn't wake up.

"Stop shaking, it's useless."

Su Ming reached out to stop the excited Li Mubai. He didn't know that Li Mubai was so excited because Liu Qing had nothing wrong with being unable to get up, and her breath was still stable.

"Did the doctor really not check what disease is? Have you ever gone to the hospital? Is the doctor at home reliable?"

Li Mubai recovered from his shock and immediately grabbed Su Ming and spoke loudly. He was very scared.

"Calm down, this doctor is a doctor of medicine. This kind of strange disease is rare. I am trying to find a way now. He has been seeing a disease for decades and has never discovered this condition."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, patted Li Mubai on the back, and whispered.

"Will it be the other reason?"

Li Mubai suddenly thought of something and looked up at the ceiling. Although the curtains beside the window were pulled open and sunlight was cast in, the black air on the ceiling still did not dissipate. This situation seemed to be mentioned but I couldn't remember it for a while. It seemed that something was missing in this situation, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

Liu Qing had just fallen ill for three days and lost weight, which made Li Mubai feel heartbroken. The air conditioner was on in the house, and she was covered with a silk quilt, and this odor spread from Liu Qing's body.

"I don't know either. We will start school in a few days. You can live here because there is another important thing to tell you."

Su Ming pursed his lips, looked at Li Mubai with some complexity, and spoke.

Because Liu Qing married into the Su family for three years, Li Mubai rarely came, and Su Ming just wanted to be with someone of his age and talk more.

"Tell me."

Li Mubai sat beside the bed, his face a little dazed.

"Aunt Liu is pregnant."

Su Ming glanced at Liu Qing lying on the hospital bed, and then spoke in a low voice.

"My mom is pregnant?!"

Li Mubai's head was stunned. He was eighteen years old this year, and his mother was 36 years old. If she had a child, she would be an elderly mother. However, his pregnancy suddenly made his head suddenly open. He squatted beside the bed, lowered his head and looked under the bed. He saw that it was pitch black and dark under the bed.

"Su Ming, come here with a flashlight."

Li Mubai's voice was hoarse. He lay on the ground, gasping violently on his chest, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although Su Ming was a little strange about Li Mubai's actions, he had become accustomed to it for several years with his classmates. He had no doubts and asked him to find a flashlight. When Li Mubai turned on the flashlight, he found that he was still very grateful under the bed, but there was a note under the center of the bed. He reached out and pulled it out. There was a strange yellow talisman in his hand, with her mother's birthday and horoscope written behind it.

"What are you doing? Don't disturb your wife's rest, go out quickly."

Suddenly a dull sounded at the door.
Chapter completed!