Otherworldly Merchant

“I think you really want the money to die.” I twisted my eyebrows and said, "How dare you even sign a ghost nun deed! ”

Zhao Wangcai was even more nervous when he heard the words "Ghost Nu Qi". He stumbled: “The cat woman said Ghost Nu Qi was just trying to get hungry ghosts from all sides to come to the store and not hurt me. Just sign the contract to keep me safe, so I won't even let my wife and son in this kitchen. ”

“Huh, do you still believe in that old lady?” I was angry, “she said." Did she ever tell you that 100 days after the ghost nuke is signed, you're going to die? No one can see your image anymore, no one can hear your voice anymore, and you will disappear completely from this world. ”

After that, I reached out and pointed to the corner of the kitchen: “Did she not tell you that the people who feed the hungry ghost Buddha will cut off their grandchildren, the whole family will be tragically killed, even their souls will be sacrificed to the hundreds of ghosts, torn into thousands of pieces? ”

“Besides, did she ever tell you that the three of you help the murderers like this, even when your souls return to the land, the dead won't let you go? You will be tortured for a hundred years without turning back to adulthood. ”

“Really... really?” Zhao Wangcai, listening, was frightened like a sieve of bran and trembled with his hands on his chest.

“You can't believe it, it counts, and in a few days you'll be able to experience it for yourself.” I grinned.

“No, no, no, I believe it, I believe it! Brother... you must save me.” Zhao Wangcai kept banging at me.

Now that he has signed up as a ghost slave, he naturally knows far more about the horrors of hungry ghosts than ordinary people do. His psychological defense line had been broken by a series of interrogations, and his collar had been lifted, revealing a skinny chest.

I looked down and a palm-sized purple and black print appeared on his chest.

The imprint seemed like a twisted face, glancing at the past, so gloomy!

This is Ghost Nursery!

The ghost deed is separated, and the yin qi is united.

In terms of shape and color, Ghost Nu Qi is at an advanced stage. In a few days, Zhao Wang Cai will die. Ridiculously, he was also blindfolded and treated his vicious things like amulets.

I turned to pick up a bowl, grabbed some garlic and coarse salt, and took out another spirit charm and lit it on a stove fire. Then poured some water and stirred it with the paper ash and handed it to Zhao Wangcai: “Drink this. ”

Zhao Wangcai picked it up without hesitation and drank it dry.

As soon as Lingshui entered his stomach, Zhao Wangcai's face twitched sharply, as if it was extremely painful. But he was afraid to arouse his wife's suspicion, and he didn't dare yell. He reached out and pulled down the dirty black towel on his shoulder, biting dead in his mouth.

Zira...

A white cigarette suddenly appeared on his heart mark. He couldn't help but reach out and grab it. The area suddenly bled, but Zhao Wangcai's hand continued to move, seemingly pulling out his heart and lungs.

“Don't move!” I held him in front of me.

Nutrition…

White smoke continues to rise and there is a burning smell of skin in the air.

Zhao Wangcai's neck burst with blue strips, his eyes covered with blood silk, seemed to burst at any moment!

I held his hands to death, feeling like he was having spasms all over his body and seemed to have reached the limit of suffering.

He glanced at me with pleading eyes, even though he didn't speak, but I also understood. He wants me to let him go and let him die! He can't take it anymore!

Zhao Wangcai hurt a lot of people, but after all, his conscience was unknown, and I still had to put the cat woman's details out of his mouth, and now he slightly persuaded: “Hold on a little longer, you still have a wife and son, if you die, what will they do? Hang on a little longer, it'll be over soon. ”

Zhao Wangcai said that a gleam of despair appeared in his eyes and nodded harshly.

He trembled constantly, sweating directly and soaking wet.

White smoke soars, a black stinking pus streams out of the scratched flesh, and the whole kitchen smells unspeakable and disgusting!

Five or six minutes later, Zhao Wangcai's hand suddenly loosened and the whole person fell on the ground.

I looked down and the black mark on his chest had faded, except that the place was slightly reddish, black pus and blood blended together, all over his clothes.

In just a few minutes, he endured unspeakable pain, lived and died, and finally escaped from the bondage of the ghost slave deed and recovered his freedom.

Zhao Wangcai gasped heavily, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

I turned around and poured him a glass of sugar water.

After another break, he spoke intermittently without waiting for me to ask.

Similar to what Zhong Xiao Fat had been investigating in the dark, his grandchildren and grandchildren were farmers with their share, relying only on the meagre income in the ground to support an elderly and a very difficult life.

In all these years, Zhao Wangcai was forced to do nothing because of the scourge in his family. Evil thoughts emerged: digging graves!

Not far from his house, there is an old cemetery, the funerals are said to be valuable, there are many gold earrings, gold rings and so on.

One night, Zhao Wangcai snuck over with a hoe.

Perhaps he was really rushed and dared to dig up an old grave under the moonlight, but he was extremely disappointed that there was nothing in the grave but a broken coffin.

He wiped a sweat and was about to dig another grave, but suddenly he found a cat standing on the coffin.

White blush, staring at him with luminous green eyes!

When he was scared, he threw a stone and tried to run the cat away. I didn't expect the cat to move. Instead, he opened his mouth and said: "What are you digging graves for, you want to exchange money? ”

Zhao Wang Cai suddenly frightened his soul and broke apart, suddenly collapsing to the ground.

The cat said to herself, “You can make some money digging graves, you may still be haunted by the spirits. If you really want to make money, come with me.” Turn around and go.

Cats can talk and provide themselves with a way to make money. There are some evil doors to hearing about this. But Zhao Wangcai was obsessed with money. He bit his teeth so hard that he carried a hoe to follow him!