Otherworldly Merchant

“Master Zhang, why is the woman gone?” Chung Xiaofat looked at me incredibly and asked.

“These are ghost-created illusions. Didn't you notice her feet floating from beginning to end?” I said with seriousness: “Now I can tell you that you have been possessed by the shadows, if you do not hurry home soon, you will be doomed. From now on, no matter what you encounter, don't stop until I tell you to stop, or stand in the middle of the road with your family, and you have to hit me. ”

“All right, Master Zhang, I'll listen to you!” Chung Xiao Fat shook up and nodded.

Not far from here, another old man with a cane appeared, slowly walking in the middle of the road.

“Go!” I ordered.

With the experience, Chung Xiao Fat didn't hesitate. He bit his teeth tight and flushed over.

Black smoke scattered, and the old man was wiped out.

All kinds of people continued to emerge along the way, but because of me, Chung Xiaofat rushed over.

Suddenly, another wonderful woman in a red dress appeared just ahead.

She retained her long hair and held two red heels in her hand, as if she had just returned drunk from the bar, so she jumped off the road barefoot in the heavy rain with a smile on her face.

Chung Xiaofat saw that I didn't stop shouting, and according to the experience I had just had, I still stepped on the throttle without hesitation.

Boom! A loud noise swung the whole van, and the windshield in front of the van broke.

Chung Xiaofat unconsciously stepped on the brake.

Crunch...

The wheels rubbed against the ground and made an extremely harsh noise.

Instead of disappearing like a previous illusion, the Red Skirt woman was struck five or six meters, lying on the ground and spilled a large stall of plasma around her body.

“Fake, fake, this is fucking fake!” Zhong Xiaofat's nerves were about to collapse, his teeth were bitten to death, his hands trembled and he was about to continue on the road, but he found that the car was no longer on fire.

Chung Xiaofat came back to God a little bit at this time, looking at the red woman lying in the blood, with a cry: “Master Zhang, what can we do about this? This can't be fake, right? ”

“Check the car, I'll go down and check it out!” When I was done, I jumped out of the car carefully.

I was a little out of my mind at the moment, and I just noticed that the woman was very strange. All the rainfall runs through her entire body from top to bottom, unimpeded, and there is a gloom all around her.

So, I didn't stop Fatty from hitting the clock, but how did she end up like this?

I walked forward in the rain with the wind on my head, the woman in the red dress was so down on the ground, her whole body was covered in blood, her arms were broken and her thighs were broken.

The two high heels also flew out a long way, almost a long way.

This is clearly the scene of the crash. It's astonishing!

Did I make a mistake? Did I hit someone?

No, I was just questioning myself when I suddenly found something wrong.

At this time, the sky was pouring rain, but the blood around the woman's body glued to the concrete floor as if it had given birth to roots, and was not dispersed at all by the rain.

And the wind was high, and the trees on both sides of the road were even shaken, but the red skirt woman's hair was untainted.

This is insane! This is supposed to be some kind of shifting barrier!

I woke up suddenly, pulled out a medium spirit character and lit it with a lighter, then smoked it under both eyes, showing another scene in front of me.

What lies on the ground is not a woman in a red dress who was killed, but a thick stake in a bucket.

There are very few people with this kind of mystery, and if it hadn't happened to be a heavy rain, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the breakdown for a moment and a half.

Jesus Christ, Chung, who the hell is Fatty messing with? The old lady who never showed up at the paper store could not have mastered so many secrets.

Knock, knock!

At this point, there was a sudden rumbling behind me.

I turned my head and saw Chung Fatty's hands squeezing her neck tightly and her tongue saliva pouring out.

No, the other party used a trick to get the tiger off the mountain, first lure me away, then prepare the Yin Spirit Body to kill Zhong Xiao Fat directly.

I flew back, but the door was locked tightly, and I couldn't open it!

“Open the door!” I shouted.

But at this time, Chung Xiao Fat could not hear at all, still sitting in the cab, strangling himself to death, choking himself for a moment.

He had his tongue stretched out and his eyes drummed like a goldfish, and the blues on his neck burst out, presumably dying a little later.

“Fuck him!” I scolded angrily and kicked my foot into the window.

After smashing the window glass, I couldn't care less about the scratch, and stretched my arm straight in, lifting the spiritual power of Min to Zhong Xiaofat's eyebrows.

Boo!

A black shadow burst out of Chung's head and escaped the window.

Zhong Xiaofat looked at me and gasped coarsely: “Zhang... Thank you, Master Zhang.” Before I finished, I fainted when I turned my eyes.

I hurried to open the door, tried his breathing, or Chung Xiaofat was just overshocked and shocked.

But after this torment, the red line on his face had spread to the corner of his eyes, and he was about to rush to the eyebrows.

If you hesitate a little longer, don't talk about me, I'm afraid there's no way to save you if you bring a T-shirt man here!

The only way to stop the red line from spreading is to get to his house as soon as possible!

But I didn't know where his house was, and he was in a complete coma, and he couldn't wake up for a moment and a half.

Time didn't wait, I pushed Chung Xiao Fat into the passenger seat on the side while turning his phone out.

Trying to start the next van, it actually starts again.

I drove along the road, pulling out his phone's address book.

I wanted to call his wife and ask for his home address, but I didn't expect this guy to have four or five extremely vague notes in his phone directory. What a sweet baby, careful, cute, little flower hog. At one point, I couldn't figure out exactly which woman he lived with.

There was no way, I had to drive and look.

Finally, I found one of the people who had talked to him the most in the past few days, his note was called Sangonko.

This Sangongzi must have had a different relationship with Chung Xiao Fat since he was contacted so often.

I pressed the phone and nobody answered it.

Twice again, there was a confused, sleepless voice on that end: “Hello, who is it? ”