Here Lies The Wicked

In the past, the social status of women was not high, so there was basically no full name in the genealogy or in the county diary.

Even because ordinary families do not have a high level of literacy, the vast majority do not even have a name, and there are only small names from childhood to old age.

Such as Xiao Mei, Xiao Cui, Xiaojuan, Zhi, Fang, etc. are easy names.

It is precisely for this historical reason that Captain Fei did not find the full name of the woman who was brutally executed in the monastery on the county magazine, where only mute women are registered.

Dumb girl?

Fang is sighing in his heart, it seems that he is also a poor man.

Afterwards, a doubt appeared in the mind.

In that foolish and uncivilized era in the past, men were inferior to women, and the general phenomenon was that women were not eligible to enter the genealogy or county magazine, so what, so that this dumb woman without a name would be recorded in the county magazine where major events were recorded?

And the execution of the monastery, cruel in colour, was recorded in the county diary.

In response to the question being raised, Captain Fei continued to explain: “It is generally a major event recorded in the county diary. There is not much written record of mute women, only one sentence has been taken...”

“Nanshan Village has a mute woman who has been ill since childhood and cannot speak, poisonous as a snake scorpion, treason, debauchery, seducing a married couple. ”

When I heard that from Captain Fei, Fang was stunned.

It is no wonder that treason, which can be documented in the county spirit of major events, is an absolutely intolerable national betrayal in all times and in all countries.

And horny? Seducing a husband? This was a major crime in the last special age, when it was all on a trojan horse, immersed in a pig cage.

The ancients regarded chastity and honour as more important than life.

A mute woman broke both.

It's no wonder it's recorded in the county journal.

Long live the stench!

Yet!

Just when Captain Ferguson said treason!

Suddenly!

Mutant burst!

Bang, bang, bang!

Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!

The lightbulbs that went out in the room, the bulbs that lit up in the hallway, were flashing violently, like the line was disturbed by a special magnetic field, and finally, they all burst open.

The entire hotel was suddenly in chaos and darkness.

But it's a good thing there's a flashlight on the phone in square hands.

“Fang... Sha Sha... Sha Sha... your side... Sha Sha... Fang... Sha Sha...”

The cell phone signal was severely disturbed. Captain Fischer's voice in the handset was intermittently inaudible. After a few seconds, the signal was directly interrupted.

Square looked down at the cell phone signal, and there was not a single cell phone.

Cell phone signals are interfered with by special magnetic fields.

Just as you look down at the cell phone signal, raise it!

You are noticing an abnormality in the shadow under your feet.

The shadow beneath his feet actually began to stretch indefinitely.

The shadows on the hallway walls are no longer square shadows, but pitch-black shadows with long hair capes, stretching from the room to the walls outside the hallway as the strong lights of the cell phone flashlight pass.

The shadow of the woman on the corridor wall growled as if it were a silent roar.

With a square knife, his face was not panicked, but calm and fearless, looking at the "shadow of himself” on the hallway wall outside the entrance door.

“You finally showed up! ”

“Are you angry? ”

“Do you think history has judged you unfairly? ”

“So do you have a grudge? ”

Step out of the room with the scalpel in your hand.

Fang Zheng is tied to the situation of the old god stick.

I don't know, just walking out of the room, the shadow of the dark woman in the hallway disappeared, appeared in front of him, a river flowing stream.

……

The second floor of the hotel.

The room where the old god stick is.

At this time, Zheng Yuxia was crying in the room, and the other three were all covered in blood. The pale hugs shrunk together, obviously overshocked.

Though they were not tied up right before they left.

But the courage of these people has been broken.

Ever since seeing Fang Zheng's means, especially the ghost machete in Fang Zheng's hand, these people completely dispelled the idea of escape.

Take a machete with you, this looks like a tough guy.

At this time, Zheng Yuxia, the cactus's failed boyfriend, had woken up and the old god stick was rubbing his bruises for his fall.

Suddenly.

Boom, boom, boom!

All the bulbs in the room flashed sharply, the atmosphere became gloomy, and the next second, all the bulbs actually burst together, that huge movement scared several people in the room.

“Dao, Taoist, is there anything unclean in this hotel? ”

Boy netizens were frightened a lot this night, already a bird of shock, scared one hand to death to grab the robe of the old god stick, said nothing to let go.

The other hand holds the flashlight of the phone and takes a tense, messy picture in the dark.

Stinging white flashlight beam, quickly crossing a dark little corner, body shaking, several shocks a night, now everywhere is suspicious ghost, old feeling behind a ghost.

The old god stick doesn't die without dying. At this time, he can still leap to try. "Speaking of unclean things, let's bet a hundred, just wait until my little brother gets back, we dig up the plum tree outside the hotel door. Is there a dead man buried under the tree? ”

What?

Boys: “…”

”- [sic]

Zheng Yuxia's three associates: “..."

The first five people directly scared the crap out of me.

The atmosphere here is so gloomy, even if the old god stick doesn't say some comfort words, it actually instigates them to dig people to death, they almost pee.

They are just ordinary little robbers, not heinous wanted criminals. Murder is a peanut eater, and they dare not touch it.

Not even dead people have seen them, let alone dig up bodies!

They thought Fang was a tough guy.

I don't know if this old man is tougher.

“Dao, Dao...” The dead man who grabbed the old Goddess club robe suddenly stared at him, his eyes climbed into endless terror and fear, and the dead soul looked behind the old Goddess club.

“You... you... your shadow, on the glass window, how... left and right opposite...”

……

As soon as Fang Zheng's foot stepped out of the door of the room, he appeared by a stream.

In the murky running water, gradually, there was a child's voice, running from afar.

A little kid, running in front of him, struggling to follow a little girl with a thin body, thin clothes, full of ugly patches.

These children are all about the same age, eighty-nine years old and about ten years old.

Difficult to follow the last little girl, very thin, thin, one head shorter than her peers, dark skin, and dirty two braids.

She's thin though.

Chronic malnutrition left her panting without a few steps.

But with a satisfying smile on her face, she tried to keep up with other kids her age, and everyone finally took her to play with her, which she cherished.

Precious.

Very much cherish this rare pleasure.

“Dumb, come on, you're too slow. Do you want us to play with you? ”

There are peer children running in front of them, complaining to a skinny little girl who is very dissatisfied in the front.