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Chapter 61:Ghost Infant

I asked Wu, how he had just slept so dead, didn't he hear the sound in the hallway?

Wu felt strange: "I have never slept, cultivation in bed, what is the sound in the corridor?"It seems that the two zombies are targeting you and don't want other people to hear the movement."

We looked at the wall for half a day, there was no way to find the stairs that just appeared, and there was no way to go upstairs.

Wu and I turned around and were about to go back to the room, but saw Zhang Xuyang coming out of their room, and the look was a little strange.

Wu saw Xuyang wearing only one pair of underwear, straight eyes, stiff expression, straight body, legs do not even beat, arms hanging next to us, scolding: "Fuck, this guy is a ghost?"Why this weird thing?”

I saw the appearance of Zhang Xuyang, knowing that it must be the ghost clam on his body, the uncle was not there, I don't know whether Wu's hand could deal with the ghost clam.

"Wow, uncle is not there, Zhang Xuyang's ghost clams have happened, what should I do?"I asked Wu one hand.

“The shit?Shit, how could that be that thing?“Uncle, where is he?”

Wu heard two words of the devil, surprised, my heart is cold, it is obvious that Wu one hand can not deal with the ghost clam, uncle is not there, so what to do?

At this time, my mobile phone received a message from my uncle: "You go to Wu's room and see if there is anything wrong with Zhang Xuyang!"If he has a stud attack on his body, don't deal with him, lock him in his room, and I'll be back in a moment."

I showed the information to Wu and did not understand what the uncle meant, but knew that he must have his own intention to say so.

Zhang Xuyang has come not far ahead of us, I asked Wu what to do, he whispered: "take him back to the room!"

The human strength of the ghost's upper body is very large, because the uncle's confession, Wu did not dare to use Tao, the two of us had to hold Zhang Xuyang's arm on one left and one right, and wanted to pull him back to the room.

Our two people are not small, but there is no way to drag Zhang Xuyang, his body as if it is a thousand pounds, but also a huge roar, feet and feet, hard to stamp on the ground, the guests on both sides of the room are awake, have opened the door to see what happened.

The driver and bodyguard sent by Boss Hu saw that it was us who were making the move, and we also came out of the room, and the four of us carried Zhang Jiuyang's hands and feet, so it was difficult to lift him up.

Wu explained to the other guests that Zhang Xuyang was a crime of epilepsy, everyone was out of the house, they were not willing to bother, and those rooms were closed.

The four of us carried Zhang Xuyang into the room, and his body suddenly recovered, no longer so straight, hands and feet pulled down, and his mouth did not find such a strange sound, as if he had fallen asleep, let us put him on the bed.

The bodyguard and the driver asked Zhang Xuyang what was going on, I was about to tell them about the ghost clam, but Wu first-hand said: "Fuck, this guy actually has epilepsy, don't your young lady see him?"Just now I slept just right, he suddenly got sick, ran outside to roll on the ground, I asked graphite to come and join me can not hold him.Go back to the room, it's all right."

After the bodyguard and the driver left, I sent a text message to my uncle and asked him when he would return, and he did not return the message.

Our uncle, like the legend of those high people, no matter what is not willing to be clear with others, this makes me and Wu very angry, but there is no way, who makes people is a high person?

After more than an hour, the uncle finally came back, sweating and gasping for air, as if he had been chased back all the way.

I poured a cold cup for my uncle and asked him where he was going.

The uncle gasped and said to us, "It's a good risk, I was almost found by the old guy."

It turned out that the second uncle had been cultivating in bed for half a day, and remembered what Zhang Xuyang said, the last time he failed to confess to Hu Juan, he went out to drink and relieve his boredom in the middle of the night, and met the old man, he thought, is not the old guy only at that time will appear.

Look at my cultivation, my uncle did not wake me, left the hotel, and returned to the tavern that Zhang Xuyang said.

This time, the uncle did not enter the tavern, but waited in the alley outside.

In the distance, the uncle saw that there was an old man sitting in the tavern, as described by Zhang Xuyang.

The uncle saw that the old man had a plate of peanuts and a bottle of rice wine in front of him, and beckoned the tavern owner and asked what he asked softly.

He wanted to hear what the old man was saying, and then released a little boy from his own, attached to a kitten on the wall next to the alley.

The kitten slipped into the tavern under the remote control of the uncle and climbed under the old man's table, without attracting his attention.

The uncle heard that the old man was asking the tavern owner whether a foreign youth who had been drinking here with him two months ago had returned.

Knowing that Zhang Xuyang did come back, the old man asked the boss who was with him, and the boss described our appearance as an old man.

When the old man heard this, he sent the boss away, and he hurriedly closed the account and left the tavern.

The uncle knew that the old man should begin to doubt our identity, and he followed him far behind him, wanting to see where he went.

The uncle did not dare to follow too closely, for fear of attracting the attention of the old man, and could only command the black cat behind him.

The old man followed the alley to the depths, and after reaching the end, he turned to a dirt path and slowly walked out of the town.

Although the old man looked old in the tavern, as soon as he went to the outside darkness, the footsteps immediately accelerated a lot, and then the uncle had to trot up to run far behind.

Out of the town three or four miles, is a small forest, in the middle of a small bamboo house, the old man whispered into the house.

The yellow oil lamp lit up, and there was no electric light in the cottage.

The uncle was afraid of what kind of method would be around the old man's hut, and he could only lie far behind a small tree, and the cat possessed by the little ghost, looked at the old man's behavior from a small slit in the window.

Seeing the dim light, the old man placed a bamboo table in the middle of the room, took out a small mud-made nut, lit a fragrant vertical incense burner, and then took out a black urn from a small cabinet next to it.

When you order incense, you usually point three branches to represent the people of heaven and earth, if you only order one incense, it is a ghost incense, and ghosts will be called.

There is no doubt that in this pottery pot of the old man must be the little devil he raised.

Although only from the cat's eyes to see all this, uncle can also feel that there is a thick cold breath in the terracotta urn, there is a thick layer of dirt outside the urn, which should be left because of the smearing of blood all the year round.

The old man opened the cloth covered with terracotta urn, and the erratic cigarette on the censer seemed to be attracted and floated to the terracotta urn.

At the same time, from the urn, a faint black smoke rose, slowly condensed into the shape of a fetus.

Uncle couldn't help but be surprised that the ghost raised by this old man was a fetus that had just formed.

Anyone who knows ghosts knows that there are several of them the most terrible.

Those who are dead, because the sun is not finished, but because of all kinds of flying disasters, they have been robbed of their lives, so the grievances are extremely heavy, the revenge is extremely strong, and those who do not kill themselves will never stop.

The woman who died in red shoes, red was originally a festive color, but the woman who died in red clothes, can be said to be a strong ghost, and the more people it kills, the more powerful it will be, and only if it is destroyed, it will never take the initiative to stop its killing.

Although these two ghosts are extremely powerful, they are not as good as the other, that is, the ghost in the stillborn.

This kind of child, who had already seen the door of life, had been killed, and his anger was angry.

Because there is no real adult, so the fetus has no concept of right and wrong, even for the people who feed it, are only afraid, and not close.

In the past, there were many ghosts killed by their own fetuses.

And this old man is particularly powerful, this uncle from its appearance, suddenly increased cold air can guess.

The little ghost floated in the air, opened his bright red mouth, and divided the "squeaky" sound, and did not know what he was saying to the old man.

The old man looked down and took out a bag from under the table.

There was blood in the bag, and there seemed to be something like a sponge inside, and it also emitted a foul gas.

Uncle finally knew the source of the blood stain outside the pottery, because he could see clearly that the bag contained the placenta after the pregnant woman.

The little ghost was in the bag, and after ten seconds, what was inside was swallowed up by it.

After the boy finished eating, the old man read the words, the little boy's mouth opened, revealing two dense teeth inside, from time to time from the mouth found the "squeak" sound of the squeak, it seems to choose a person to eat.

Then, the old man looked up to look at the little boy, and when his eyes fell on the little boy, the little boy seemed to be very afraid of him, and his body shrunk hard, but he was still caught in his hand by the old man.

The old man took a small peach sword from the table and tucked it hard into the heart of the little boy.

The little boy found a sharp cry, seemed to be very painful, struggling hard in the old man's hands, his mouth closed, and seemed to want to bite the old man's throat, but he did not dare.

A drop of black blood flowed out of the little boy’s heart and dripped into a porcelain bowl on the table.

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