Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 151 Ghost Painting Skin

After a few seconds of thinking about it, we decided that we would go there ourselves.

Uncertain about the specifics of the old god stick,

Call the police or contact Captain Ferry, obviously it doesn't feel right.

And the Old Goddess has called him, and he can't just leave the Old Goddess alone, whether she lives or dies.

After all, he was the one who put the old god stick in trouble or danger to contact him.

But the good news is he'll be back tomorrow after just one night's delay. And if the old god stick really encounters something, he won't lose, kill the ghost, capture the soul, just like the University City daily harvest.

And when the old priest bragged about the business, he was told the name of the village, the village called Menmei Village.

However, before leaving the house, Fang authentically told the little skeleton of the house to stay quietly at home to watch the house, don't run around or make too much noise so as not to shock the neighbor next door into suspicion.

At the same time, she doesn't have to go to the Left Thousand Households to study engraving tonight. He's not home, nobody picks her up, and if someone else picks her up, she doesn't feel comfortable. He will say hello to Mr. Fook in advance.

Until now, the outside world has not been informed that little skeletons are able to function normally during the day. He was also worried that something would happen to the little skeleton. He was careful not to make a big mistake, so even Left Thousand families, Mr. Fu and other familiar people didn't tell him.

“I've already placed a chat software on my tablet and registered you individually. If anything happens, we'll contact you on the chat software, okay?” The process is being carefully taught.

Good for the children's ability to accept, generally strong.

Although Fang has always thought that little skeletons should be very old and old antiques...

For the various orders of Fang Zheng, the little skeleton nodded, indicating that he knew that the two faint lights in his orbit flashed.

Square rubbed his chin, looking at the little skeleton in front of him, always felt something wrong.

“Looks like I'm happy to be out? ”

“Do you think I forgot to do my homework today? Do you think I'll be out of work today and tomorrow? ”

“Doesn't it make you happy that you don't have to go to after-school interest classes at night? ”

“Fortunately, you reminded me that I would arrange your homework three days in advance in order to prevent it in advance. And you don't have to go to Left Thousand Households for extra-curricular interest classes at night. You have more free time in the day, I will increase the amount of work, and I will check your homework randomly when I come back. ”

Fang Zheng said that the little skeleton had been completely stupid in place, especially the faint light in the orbit did not flash, the direct rating was immobile, as if people's eyes were stuck and their eyes were stuck.

……

Doorfront Village.

The path to the village is based on an ancient fragrance, a centuries-old wooden structure wind and rain bridge.

The wind and rain bridge looks like a wooden arch over a stream pond, but there are corridors on the bridge for pedestrians to take a rain break and chill out with the villagers. The wind and rain bridge is quite spectacular, lying on a river, about 20 meters short, the river under the bridge is rushing, the bridge has a bridge, a three-story tower, and a gazebo, and the wood colour has passed through the wind and rain for a long time.

A man just died in the village in front of the gate.

A few days ago, Li Zhe, the son of Li Lao San's family, disappeared accidentally. The townsfolks searched for him for a few days without finding him. At one time, no one could be found dead.

Less than a few days later, Li Zhe's body was found. While fishing nets, villagers accidentally caught Li Zhe, who had disappeared for several days, in a river of dense water grass.

Turns out Li Zhe's body was wrapped in aquatic plants, so the body didn't surface.

The police also came later, ruling out the possibility of his killing, concluding that he was suspected of inadvertently falling into the water.

Such things are not uncommon in rural areas.

Others said it was a powerful water ghost in the water, dragging Li's third son down as a scapegoat.

But this is blamed on the fact that Li Lao San's son fell into the water and died. Instead of rushing to bury him, the feudal superstition said to prepare him for underage marriage. He could not let his son in his twenties die alone. He was too lonely on Huangquan Road.

But strangely enough, who else could have gotten married these days, now that they're not buried, even the bodies are cremated, where can I find them? But I don't know where Li Laoshan came from, but I did find a body of a married woman.

Rural nights are quiet and quiet. Even if the dog barks three or two times every once in a while, it doesn't bring anger, but rather adds to the gloomy atmosphere in a strange night.

It was still around 7 pm, the sky had just gone dark, and Fang was walking in the village in front of the gate, but he found that the villagers in this village seemed to rest very early, and no one had been seen until 7: 00.

The three Li families are not difficult to find. Which one is hung by Baiyan and is carrying out funerals. Eighty-nine or ten are the three Li families.

So Fang soon found Li Laoshan's family.

This is a typical rural yard layout, a single-door solitary home, white yard walls, red painted iron doors, when the front iron doors are closed.

Fang Jingxing, knocked on the door, when the door opened, saw the most unexpected person, Fang Jingzheng, the person who opened the door was actually an old god stick!

“Old Goddess, are you all right?” Square frowned.

“What the hell are you doing? Somehow you called, and now you're standing right here. ”

I don't know if it's the reason the light is dark at night, but most of the old god stick's face is hidden in the shadows at this time, and it looks a little dull.

But it is the face of the old god.

At this time, Fang had just had time to take a look around and set up a spiritual hall in the house facing the courtyard door, but there was no coffin in the spiritual hall at this time, nor was there a man or a woman who was underwed, let alone a relative of the deceased guarding the spirit.

Weird everywhere.

This Taoist priest is the only one who guards the Spiritual Hall alone.

“Shh, when you came, did you notice a man hiding outside the door, peeking into the yard?” The old god's stick was pressing down in the direction and he said.

Fang shook his head. He did not see anyone hiding outside the door when he came.

Then he asked where the owner of the house had gone. When the spiritual hall was empty, the old god stick said it would be a good night for the underworld wedding. The deceased Li Zhezheng was in the wedding room with the bride. This spiritual hall naturally does not need to be guarded.

The candles in the cave of the dead… Fang is listening a little uncomfortable.

After the old god stick was speaking in the direction, I didn't know if it was an illusion, the old god stick slightly upward, smiled slightly, the old god stick was about to turn to walk into the spiritual hall, but the old god stick just turned... sharp blade sticking out from the back of the old god stick, against the neck of the old god stick, pounding!

The flesh is separated, but not a drop of blood is shed.

Square eyes were cold: “Ghost painting? ”

“I just got back to the city, and the Painting Gao family was already after me? Are you trying to get revenge on me? ”