"Plop!"
The disfigured cat corpse actually rolled twice after falling to the ground.
And even though I just glanced quickly, I still saw the wild cat's eyes wide open, with a dead look on his face.
In fact, I saw the wild cat in it, the fear that remained before death in its eyes.
Suddenly, the play cloth started shaking again, and it also spread directly towards me, covering it.
Of course, I couldn't just watch this thing wrap up the wild cat just like that, get me inside, and then turn into a corpse.
Therefore, I quickly dodged back, and at the moment when the drama was about to cover me, I rushed out of the door of the house.
After the play cloth reached the door of the room, it did not come out again, and it quickly shrank back.
Soon, the play cloth was no longer visible and had retracted into the right room.
Although I was a little scared, I finally understood that there were indeed problems in the homes of these five-guarantee households.
There must be something fishy about my brother appearing here.
But I don’t know if there was this play cloth in the corner of the room on the right when my brother came here.
After taking a deep look at the Wubaohu house, I left quickly and rushed back to my home.
I suffered a loss here, and I must get it back.
But it's definitely not now, because I have to get back home first and inquire about the situation from my brother.
On the way back, I also thought about my words and would not mention what happened to me at the five-guarantee household.
Because, if I say anything, it will only make my grandma and my mother worry about me.
So, when I got home and the two of them asked me about my situation, I just used the words I had thought of and directly stopped them.
It wasn't until around three or four in the afternoon that my brother woke up.
However, after this kid woke up, he just shouted that he was hungry.
After he had eaten and drank enough, I called him over, and then asked him: "God's will, why did you go to the house of the deceased Wubao household this morning?"
"Brother, I didn't go there by myself, there was a very strange person. After snapping his fingers at me, I lost control at all and followed him there!"
My brother said to me anxiously, obviously not wanting me to misunderstand, because he ran over by himself.
Looking at his appearance, I also knew that he was worried about me scolding him, so I said to him: "God's will, don't be afraid. I just want to ask you about this matter."
As soon as my brother heard what I said, his nervous expression softened, and then he said, "Brother, I remember that he had something very strange painted on that weirdo's face."
"What did you draw?"
I also asked after hearing this.
"Well...it's the one with the blue face or the white face, the one painted the same as the person singing in the song."
My brother was also stunned by my question. After being stunned for a moment, he started to describe it to me with joy.
After I heard what he said, I didn't react at first, but when I realized that he was talking about people who sing in operas, I knew what he was talking about!
My brother wanted to tell me that that weirdo’s face actually had opera makeup painted on it!
This also made me immediately think of the theater I saw in the right room of the Wubao household!
To say that there is no relationship between the two is absolutely impossible.
"God's will, what did that weirdo do to you after you arrived at the five-guarantee household?"
I asked my brother again.
My brother told me, "That weirdo put something in my mouth. Then he took out a stick of incense and lit it, and kept putting smoke into my ears. Then he took out a round yellow one." Thing, open it, put the bug inside, and put it in my ear!"
After my brother finished speaking these words, I had already sorted out all my brother's experiences.
That was when my brother was playing outside my yard, the weirdo with facial makeup took control of his body using the "divine control technique" and took my brother to the Wubao household.
Then, the weirdo with facial makeup put the pressure money into my brother's mouth, and then used the "ghost scent" as bait to let the "little ghost bug" get into my brother's ears.
The purpose of the Facebook weirdo is to control my brother with the help of that little ghost bug.
As for the role of the pressure money, it is actually to prevent that little devil from escaping from my brother's ears.
Because that little devil would mistakenly think that my brother is actually a dead person because he has money to pay for it!
But what is the purpose of that Facebook weirdo doing this?
I still can't figure out what the other party's intentions are.
Because, if he wanted to kill my brother, there were too many possibilities at that time.
But the Facebook weirdo didn't do that. He even asked my grandma and my mother to find my brother and bring him back.
But those abnormalities after my brother came back seemed to be what the weirdo with facial makeup wanted my brother to do.
In particular, my brother was under the influence of the little devil controlled by the Facebook weirdo. He wrote "The King of Hell's Letter to the Earth" in the corner of the wall and kept chanting about it.
After staring at my brother for a moment, I suddenly thought of a possibility.
That is, the weirdo with facial makeup actually wants my brother to help him go to the underworld, and then die in his place!
But why did the Facebook weirdo choose my brother? I suspect it has something to do with my brother being born with the ability to see unclean things.
As for that weirdo with facial makeup, he knows so many tricks of the underworld and ghosts, which reminds me of a profession and trade that is very rare nowadays.
That is the "ghost actor" who specializes in singing ghost plays!
Although they are also opera singers, they are all opera singers who sing for ghosts in the middle of the night.
Generally speaking, after setting up a stage at night, only a few "ghost actors" will sing on the stage. As for the view from the stage, the seats are absolutely empty from the perspective of ordinary people.
But if you have yin and yang eyes, or if you open your heavenly eyes, you will be able to see that there are actually a lot of people sitting under the stage.
However, it was naturally not a human being, but a group of ghostly creatures!
As for the ghost actors who can sing ghost plays, they are only one in a hundred. Not only must they be brave enough, but they must also be born close to the yin or connected to the yin.
Of course, ghost operas are also performed on specific days, such as the Ghost Festival or the celebrations of the City God Temple.
But because ghost actors are often exposed to this kind of thing, some of them don't want to become ghosts after death, but they will have other thoughts.
Finding someone to die for is just a method used by some ghost actors!
