Lao Gong only has a head, no body, and no heart.
But he has at least hundreds of tricks.
His thoughts were all on his face. If he couldn't get Zhao Chen, he had to send him away as soon as possible.
I kept the little paper figurine close to my body.
In fact, Zhao Chen's words were also morbid, but they gave me a lot of guesses and ways to test them.
In terms of events and variables, I caused Zhao Ping's death, so there must be an explanation.
And in the village, I should give an explanation to Tang Qianqian.
She has been miserable in this life, and she has to be reborn in a good pregnancy in her next life. She cannot have so much uncertainty.
Putting away my thoughts, I squatted down to pick up the dead man's clothes and put my glasses into my pocket.
The cold feeling came over me, and it felt very comfortable, even making me want to wear it on my body...
I pursed my tongue slightly, and the pain from the wound woke me up.
This dead man's clothing is so weird from beginning to end.
I want to find a way to manipulate it and bring back my soul, but I can't do it in this place.
I took out a roll of red rope from my pocket and quickly wrapped the dead man's clothes around it several times to make it look like a package.
There is no better way to prepare, so I can only stay vigilant and careful at all times.
Before I knew it, the headless woman had disappeared...
In fact, there is another detail.
Lao Gong missed Zhao Ping, but he didn't dare to look at the headless girl.
It is enough to show the fierceness of the headless woman.
Tie the package of the dead man's clothes around his waist.
Although we experienced many dangers on this trip, we accomplished one key thing, which was already a great reward.
I looked at the time again, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning.
The previous struggle with Zhao Kang actually lasted four hours.
I then explored the house again, but found nothing useful.
It was as if the powerful gentleman knew that something was going to happen to him and had disposed of all the inheritance and key magic weapons.
At around nine o'clock, I gave up on continuing to investigate, but put on a layer of death makeup and left the house.
The hungry ghost's active time is only Zi hour and Chou hour, two hours and four hours.
The rest of the time, the ghosts in Qijia Village are equally active. Although the starving ghosts are the most ferocious, I have to be careful not to conflict with other ghosts.
I didn't go directly down the mountain, but I searched on the mountain.
If Zhao Xi dies, he will die to see his body.
Lao Gong came in handy because Zhao Xi gave him two pills made from grave grass and corpse oil, so he gave me directions.
When I found Zhao Xi, he was miserable.
The belly was completely open, as if something had come out of it.
And his eyes were blurred, empty and dead.
He is not Zhang Gui, nor is he resurrected from a dead body, so he looks like he has already lost his soul...
The Yingling's backlash not only ate the yang energy, but also ate his soul! ?
Even I feel...more than that.
Zhang Gui's abdominal cavity was completely eaten, with no internal organs left.
What will happen to a ghost who successfully backfires on his master and even eats his internal organs?
Putting away my fear, I took off a Buddhist amulet from my waist and threw it to Lao Gong.
The Buddha amulet belongs to Luo Hu. Lao Gong can eat other items. Since he is a ghost, he can naturally eat ghosts as well.
As Lao Gong swallowed the amulet, his eyes rolled around and he grinned.
Then Lao Gong told me that Luo Hu had been running away and he couldn't find him. However, Luo Hu was targeted and couldn't get out.
I frowned and originally wanted to ask Lao Gong what he was targeting.
But I was afraid that asking Lao Gong would cause him to conflict with himself.
After a little deductive thinking, you will come to a conclusion.
Either it was the other fierce ghosts in Qijia Village, or it was a starving ghost that didn't rest and kept chasing Luo Hu's head.
There is another possibility that Luo Hu's head flew around randomly, provoking the terrifying existence of Mr. Yin Yang in Qijia Village and killing him.
Since Luo Hu can't get out, it's much easier for me.
Not long after, I went down the mountain.
When I passed the tomb at the foot of the mountain, I hesitated for a moment and took another look at the tomb package.
The previous speculations came up again.
Is it possible that this is the grave of Mr. Yin Yang? His soul escaped only after his death.
So neither the starving ghost nor the woman dared to touch the grave?
Then is it possible that his inheritance is also in the grave?
I really want to dig up the grave and take a look.
But at this level, it’s hard to say what benefits can be mined.
If any accidents are discovered, such as Mr. Yin Yang's fraud, for me, it will be a capsize in the gutter.
Putting away my greed, I walked past the grave and stopped at a place in front of me.
The bones on the ground were in a mess, and there were many pieces of clothes in disarray.
The flesh and blood had been chewed up so clean that even a fly would slip when standing on it.
There is something pressing in the white bones.
It was a small pottery man two fingers thick.
The Tao man had no vision, his slightly open mouth, pale head and body looked strange and strange.
I quickly picked up the pottery man, my heart sinking slightly.
This thing is the life-saving thing of the ghost niche organization.
I was going to use that one before, but was interrupted by Luo Hu, and Zhao Xi quickly picked it up.
It stands to reason that Zhao Xi has two such pottery figures on his body, but I actually forgot to pick them up...
It's past twelve o'clock now. If I go back, it will take more or less two hours.
You can't get stuck in the deep village. After all, you may encounter me in the deserted fields...
Therefore, I can only give up.
At least I got a pottery man. If it is useful, I may not be able to come and pick it up later.
Putting away my thoughts, I walked towards the way I came.
Qijia Village was so quiet and eerie that I didn’t even notice that I was being stared at by ghosts.
Maybe, all the ghosts were lured away by Luo Hu.
One more thing I did was to put all the Buddhist amulets into the chamber pot. Old Gong's head was blocking the chamber pot, so he couldn't see anything.
After another half hour or so, when I returned to the outside of the previous courtyard, the door of the main room shuddered and opened a gap.
Zhang Gui's face flashed across his face.
I took a deep breath, and my breathing had already stabilized.
He walked to the door of the main room, pushed the door open, and then closed it behind him.
The body exuded a strong corpse odor, and beside it, there was a figure standing on tiptoes.
He is different from normal ghosts. His body is filled with a faint white yang energy.
"Brother Luo..." Zhang Gui looked cautious.
I closed my eyes and looked at Zhang Gui again, with an extremely complicated expression.
"We encountered a starving ghost. Luo Hu's body was eaten and his head flew out. He is missing and I can't find him."
"Zhao Xi was bitten by the infant spirit and fled into the mountains behind Qijia Village. Her life and death are also unknown."
"Then, I met Zhao Kang again and was almost killed. In a deadly fight, his soul was torn apart by the ghost I raised and annihilated."
In a few words, I only said the most concise things.
Zhang Gui's soul trembled for a while, surprise appeared on his face, but he remained silent.
My expression remained unchanged, I quickly took out the incomplete piece of human skin paper and folded it into a paper man, which happened to be missing an arm.
Taking a deep breath, I said again: "Brother Zhang, Qijia Village is too scary. I infer that at this point, the starving ghosts will not find us. They will either chase Luo Hu or rest. We have to get out as soon as possible. We can't. Delay any more!"
Zhang Gui, however, remained motionless. He became more vigilant and even stepped back.
"Brother Zhang, you don't believe me?"
