Otherworldly Merchant

I turned around and ran into Bao's wife's house.

Everything in the house was as old as ever, except that the five little leather pockets with cameras were missing from the walls.

Open two large wooden boxes, full of wooden statues, one of varying sizes and materials, all engraved in the same thing.

It looks like an ant eater at first glance, but the four legs are hoofed, the tail is short, and there is a chilly lane in both eyes.

This is the nightmare bao sister-in-law has carved for all the villagers for eight years!

Some of these wooden statues are dark red, some are pitch black, and a few are light grey.

I quickly figured out how much, if not how much, of the pubic air I emitted.

The largest number of dark red, the villagers who are sleeping in front of the stone house, have been lifted by me at this time, but have not recovered yet. The few pitch-black villagers who had carved spells and died before waiting for them to be applied. And the smallest amount of gray and white, the people in the coffin, has been cursed to death, but the spirits have not completely dissipated.

I moved both of these large boxes into the spiritual shed now. Li Mazi was afraid that he would not be able to attract the Yin Spirit. I let him climb into the coffin again, kneeling on that scrupulous piece of burning paper, half afraid of being so-so.

I threw all the pitch-black wooden statues into the fire, leaving the dead spirits with no love and peace of mind. And then they threw all the dark red ones in.

The spell was broken, and the village replied, and I don't want them to see it again, whether they can remember it or not.

After all, if another sister-in-law appeared in the village, it would be too dangerous to keep these things...

I was throwing the last few into the fire, and suddenly, the dark red in my hand turned dark!

Mm-hmm.

So dramatically, there's only one possibility that this man just, suddenly died.

And then some of the other ones in my hand changed color.

How many people suddenly died? What the hell is going on?

Didn't I break the spell and sleep in front of the stone house? How suddenly he died.

“Brother Zhang, look over there!” Li Mazi suddenly shouted.

I turned around and saw a flame of fire coming out of the village and went straight up, as if the sky was burning red!

Look in the direction of the stone house.

“No, I'll go check it out, you keep burning paper here, don't move. If anything happens, tear me to pieces!” I hurriedly ordered Li Mazi to rush forward.

Not too far away, the air brings a roasty, burning smell to the face.

My heart was pounding and I hurried up again.

When I gasped and ran to the front, I stopped!

Still a little late!

The villagers in front of the stone house are all stacked together. The fire of the bear is burning. Most of them have burned in a scorched black!

In the middle of the morgue and the small stone house, there was a pile of dirt with three branches, like candles of worship.

I immediately realized that this was Li San's fault.

After he escaped from the village, he initially hated his sister-in-law Bao. But for the entire eight years, Li San almost shared his feelings. He understood why Bao's sister-in-law did this and why she hated the village.

As a result, Li San's heart is also slowly changing and is gradually twisting away.

He saw Bao's sister-in-law hurting the villagers, both impatient and abhorrent.

When he saw the scene with his own eyes, the whole village was like asleep. His heart was devastated when Bao's sister-in-law was burned into a pile of debris.

Is this village really innocent?

Is it true what the villagers do on a weekday basis? Shouldn't it really be reprehensible?

What's Sister Bao guilty of? What's wrong with Li San? Why suffer and suffer?

Wasn't it caused by these ugly villagers?

Indeed, behind that pile of dirt bags, I found another corpse on my knees. The corpse had not been completely burned, and it could still be identified that this was Li San.

Eight years after his escape, at the last moment of his life, he used such extreme and almost cruel means to give his sister-in-law Bao and those innocent girls a late apology!

It's just that the scene and the ending are too sad!

I stood by the fire, silently stood for a long time, lit three cigarettes and stuck them in a pile of dirt.

I don't know for myself who, Sister-in-law Bao, those little girls, Li San and these villagers are.

It doesn't matter. It's over!

I turned back to the spiritual shed and Li Mazi asked anxiously, "Dude, what's going on over there? ”

“Nothing much.” I blurred and threw all the remaining black wooden statues into the fire.

Shortly afterwards, a few black shadows came out of the coffin. I told Li Mazi not to make a sound and picked up a leaf and smeared it with vermilion.

Without wind, the leaves flew towards the outside of the village.

Me and Li Mazi followed the leaves into the mountain, walked for more than half an hour, and saw the leaves fly into the stone hole.

I sacrificed the intangible needle and put it outside the hole to prevent what was in the hole from escaping, and then I walked in with Li Mazi through the light emitted on my phone.

Just two steps away, a guy the size of a wolf dog jumped up, Li Mazi shocked and hurried to hide behind me.

I pulled out the ghost knife and stabbed him in the face, right in the head of the guy.

The guy suddenly shriveled down, and then it got smaller and smaller, and when it fell to the ground, it just dropped.

I walked in, and it was a wooden statue of a nightmare.

It's no different from the ones burned in front of the spiritual shed, except there are spells engraved all around you.

It devoured the dreams of so many people up and down the village, and it killed several more lives. It had already had some intelligence, and it could be turned into an organ spirit. If I hadn't been prepared, I wouldn't have caught it, let alone surrendered.

And if we wait a little longer, it's definitely harder to deal with.

I sent Li Mazi directly to find some dry wood and burned it in this cave.

When the Dreamwood burst like a tree, there was bloodshed, and then it scattered all over again. The colors were bright, and the distance swept out of the hole and scattered all over the sky.

“This is the so-called Ludai Night Light, which is really beautiful.” I looked up and seemed to speak to myself and to Li Mazi: “But also like fireworks, the beauty behind all the injuries. Beautiful, it's the last time it shines! ”