Chapter 352 Infant Spirit

The viewers in the live broadcast room were also shocked, and the barrage of comments stopped, and then surged wildly after a while.

[Oh my god! Are there really infant spirits? I'm so scared! ]

[Where is the infant spirit? Why can’t I see it? ]

[The anchor didn't mean to scare Huang Xiaomei on purpose, did he? ]

Seeing these comments, Huo Qinghuang's eyes flashed, his fingertips moved slightly, and a ray of golden light fell on the huge screen in front of him.

In an instant, the netizens felt a flash before their eyes, and when they looked carefully, they gasped.

In the live broadcast, a blurry figure of a baby appeared next to Huang Xiaomei's daughter.

He was lying on the ground, his translucent little hands gently pulling at his sister's trouser legs, with an innocent smile on his face.

His figure was illusory, but he looked like a little boy.

This scene instantly made the audience in the live broadcast room explode:

[Oh shit! I really saw it! That baby spirit!]

[Oh my god, this is too scary! Did the host open his third eye? ]

[Huang Xiaomei's daughter can actually see the spirit of an infant. This is too weird! ]

[It seems that children's eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see. ]

[This infant spirit looks so pitiful. This is clearly my home, but it can only exist in this way...]

Outside the live broadcast room, Huang Xiaomei's husband and mother-in-law didn't see anything, but they were still scared by the little girl's actions.

Huang Xiaomei looked at their reactions and felt both relieved and sad.

She walked forward and hugged her daughter, looking at the two people with hatred: "The child is right here, he hates you, hates you for letting him come into this world and not wanting him, hates you for ignoring his sister, hates you for bullying me."

The mother-in-law said in a trembling voice: "Don't try to scare us! Destroy these things quickly and stop playing these tricks!"

Huang Xiaomei shook her head: "It can't be destroyed. Unless you sincerely repent, the child will not leave."

The husband finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, "What kid, stop talking nonsense! Huang Xiaomei, what on earth do you want to do? Do you really want to make the whole family restless?"

However, just as he finished speaking, the lights in the room suddenly flickered, then dimmed and brightened, and then there was a faint sound of a baby crying, as if it came from far away, yet also as if it was lingering in his ears.

As the crying grew louder, the temperature in the room dropped lower and lower, and my mother-in-law and husband were shivering with cold.

The mother-in-law was so frightened that her legs went limp and she almost collapsed to the ground. She tightly grasped her son's arm and said in a trembling voice, "Son, this, this can't be really haunted, right?"

The husband's forehead was also covered with cold sweat, and his body was shaking slightly, but he still said stubbornly: "Don't be afraid, Mom, it must be her doing, trying to scare us."

Huang Xiaomei looked at their frightened expressions and felt a sense of pleasure in her heart.

"This is not a ghost, this is your son. He died with his eyes open and came back to find you!"

"What? It's a boy?!"

When Huang Xiaomei said that the miscarriage was a son, her mother-in-law immediately showed a look of regret on her face: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was a boy!"

The husband was also stunned, with a complicated look in his eyes, and his tone softened: "Xiaomei, why didn't you tell us earlier that you were pregnant? If we knew it was a boy, we would definitely not..."

Huang Xiaomei sneered, her eyes full of mockery: "You regret it now? It's too late! Didn't you always think that the child didn't matter? Didn't you think that if it was a miscarriage, it was a miscarriage?

Now that you know it's a boy, you're regretting it? What are your hearts made of?"

She didn't want to tell them that she didn't know she was pregnant, as that would make her seem like an incompetent mother.

The mother-in-law collapsed on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and cried: "My grandson! My grandson... How could you just die like this..."

The husband also felt deeply regretful.

He had been waiting for a son for several years. The ideas he had been taught since he was a child told him that not having a son meant the end of his family line and that there would be no incense or offerings to him after his death.

But his son had clearly come into this world, but because of his impulse, he died in the womb.

Is this really retribution?

At this moment, the man's inner regret almost overwhelmed him.

"Xiaomei, we, we really didn't know. If we knew it was a boy, we definitely wouldn't have treated you like this.

You, don't be angry, let's live a good life from now on, okay?"

As he said this, he tried to hold Huang Xiaomei's hand.

Huang Xiaomei pushed him away without any hesitation in her heart.

"Live a good life? Do you think it's useful to say this now? The child is gone. No matter how much you regret, he can't come back."

Just then, her mother-in-law suddenly rushed to her side and raised her hand to slap her in the face.

"Bitch, you made me lose my grandson, I must beat you to death today!"

The mother-in-law slapped Huang Xiaomei in the face with full hatred.

Huang Xiaomei was quick to grab her mother-in-law's wrist and looked at her coldly: "You still want to hit me? Do you think it's the same as before? You killed my child, and now you want to hit me?"

The mother-in-law was frightened by her eyes, and her wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. She struggled a few times but couldn't get free. She could only curse with gritted teeth:

"You jinx! If it weren't for you, my grandson wouldn't be dead! How dare you act so shamelessly here!"

Huang Xiaomei sneered and let go of her hand. Her mother-in-law staggered and almost fell to the ground.

While roaring, she pounced on her again with her teeth and claws bared, her nails almost poking Huang Xiaomei's face.

"It's all your fault, bitch! I want you to pay for my eldest grandson's life!"

In the live broadcast room, when the viewers saw this scene, the barrage of comments started rolling wildly again.

[This mother-in-law is too much! It's her son's fault, why does she blame her daughter-in-law? ]

[Just now he was scared to death, and now he dares to hit people, it's disgusting! ]

[Huang Xiaomei, you must resist and stop being bullied! ]

Huo Qinghuang looked at the chaotic scene on the screen, frowned slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

She tapped the screen with her fingertips, and a faint golden symbol quietly penetrated the screen and entered the room where Huang Xiaomei was.

Inside the house, the crying of the baby spirit, which had been crying non-stop, suddenly became sharp, as if it was protesting angrily.

The lights, which were already flickering, now began to flicker violently, as if they would go out at any moment.

The temperature dropped sharply, the chill was biting, and even a thin layer of frost began to condense on the ground.

My mother-in-law looked up in horror, her eyes wide open, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

The husband also stood there in a daze. The color drained from his face instantly. His lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something but couldn't utter a single word.