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     Many people around her were frightened by her rambling and gradually retreated.

Among them, An Mingxuan was the most ruthless. He took out his phone and called the mental hospital. He used his identity as a police officer and the fact that he had discovered a psychopath to ask the mental hospital to pick him up.

Lin Mumu still didn't know the movements of An Mingxuan's side, and was still unscrupulously displaying her special skill of acting mysteriously to tempt old woman Wang.

Lin Mumu didn't need to speak, she just used her eyes to guide him.

At this time, Lin Mumu's eyes fell on Wang Xiulan's body.

She could only blame Lin Mumu's acting skills for being too good. Wang Xiulan also grew up in the countryside, so she also somewhat believed in these things.

She also heard her man say that Lin Mumu had real skills, and those fortune tellers on the street weren't even worthy to carry her shoes.

The matter of Lin Mumu going down the well to break the formation was a top secret of the Thunder God team, and Xiao Du couldn't share it with his wife.

However, many people saw Lin Mumu measuring the color of Inoue Noko's underwear on the street, and some people even posted it on the Internet. Xiao Du told Wang Xiulan about it.

Therefore, in Wang Xiulan's heart, she not only regarded Lin Mumu as a good person, a benefactor, but also a person with miraculous abilities. Her teacher, Professor Lin, was very good at Feng Shui.

Now that Lin Mumu said she saw a ghost, it must be true.

Lin Mumu's eyes drifted over, but Wang Xiulan couldn't see it. She imagined a man without legs crawling in front of her.

Wang Xiulan couldn't hold it in anymore. She knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Dad, I miss you so much, Dad …"

If Lin Mumu was acting, Wang Xiulan was her true self.

Old Maid Wang had watched her daughter grow up, so she knew Wang Xiulan very well. She knew that this child was filial. Now that Xiulan was crying like this, it was likely that the dead ghost had really crawled out.

Old maid Wang had already turned into a sieve. She kept kowtowing in Wang Xiulan's direction.

"Old man, listen to me. I'm doing this for the sake of our daughter.

If you don't like it, I won't force her. If she wants to be like me and marry a poor soldier, then let her marry a poor soldier. Later, she'll have to suffer poverty for the rest of her life. Don't blame me.

Let me tell you, I didn't do anything wrong to your Wang Clan. After you left, I raised my daughter. What right do you have to settle the score with me?

Who am I doing all this for? It's all for the sake of our daughter's happiness. "

Old Maid Wang was suddenly filled with confidence. He stood up again, pointed in Wang Xiulan's direction, and began to curse.

Lin Mumu also didn't expect this old woman's courage to be so big.

Midway through her rambling, Old Maid Wang suddenly felt someone twisting her arm. She quickly resisted,

"Don't grab me, don't grab me! Help, the ghost is catching me! "

After saying that, she was really frightened. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

"Comrades, thank you for your hard work." An Mingxuan contacted the staff of the mental hospital.

The one who twisted Old Lady Wang's arm just now was not a ghost. It was a hospital staff.

After being nagged by Granny Wang, the staff members shook their heads helplessly.

"This symptom of hers is called paranoia, which is what you guys call ghost possession.

After we bring her back, we will first inject her with a tranquilizer. When her emotions have stabilized, she will stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time to determine her condition. "

The people in the hospital were really professional.

"She's my mother, can I go with her?" Wang Xiulan anxiously asked.

Even if Old Maid Wang was unreasonable, the essence of China's filial piety culture would never change. Wang Xiulan still couldn't bear to see her mother being locked up in a mental hospital alone.

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