The place was very empty, except for the old three-story building, which was a desolate clearing. The sound of a shovel digging is particularly abrupt.

So he dug a small pit under the tree, took the jar out of his pocket, untied the red cloth from it, spread it in the pit of earth, and lifted the lid on the top of the jar......

A foul smell gushed out all of a sudden, Li Qiang was squatting aside, looking carefully, completely defenseless, the smell instantly poured into his nostrils, Li Qiang couldn't help it, turned his head and retched twice.

When Li Qiang stabilized his mind, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and looked back, Mr. Bai had already buried the jar in the soil pit, revealing only the stenching mouth of the jar.

He stood up, and hung one end of the chain on the branch in front of him, and the other end hung right above the mouth of the altar. Then he pulled Li Qiang, retreated to the house, closed the iron door with his hand, leaving only a gap, put his finger to his mouth, and signaled Li Qiang not to make a sound.

He was still grim just now, but now he has returned to his original chattering appearance.

Li Qiang slowly squatted down and went outside through the crack in the door.

After a while, the sun had completely set, and it was getting dark outside, but everything was still as calm as before, without the slightest change. Li Qiang couldn't help but ask in a whisper:

"Why is there no movement, is the little ghost not coming?"

Mr. Bai replied in a low voice;

"Don't worry, be patient. This jar is where the little ghost lives, and Qin Fatzi used a red bag to cover the small temple for him, so he returned to this jar, so Li Qiang concluded that Qin Fatzi was going to take him to do something big in the past two days. Li Qiang should be this ......"

"Why is this? There was a fire here that burned a lot of people to death, but what does it have to do with Qin Fatzi?"

Li Qiang's heart was still puzzled. But as soon as the words came out, he immediately remembered something, Qin Fatzi had contracted demolition before, and it was the first pot of gold he earned because of this. Could it be that the demolition of this building was his work......?

Thinking of this, Li Qiang's body couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that he put the fire?

He has done a lot of bad things, and there are more than one or two lives that have died because of him, but this fire has killed dozens of living lives, and he can do such a hurtful thing?

Li Qiang was terrified, and suddenly felt that this Qin fat man was the real devil. If this is the case, then the logic of everything can be smoothed.

He set fires, burned people to death, was entangled by unjust spirits, and had no choice but to raise little ghosts to fight poison with poison......

Li Qiang's heaven is extremely scary to think about......

If this was really done by Qin Fatzi, then he was simply guilty. When I first met this kid, he always had a smile on his face, and he looked like he was dressed kindly, but he couldn't tell that he was such an unscrupulous and ruthless demon.

Li Qiang's heart was excited and jumped suddenly, and cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck. Although there have been a lot of things like life and death since the age of seven to the present, and there are many of those who died unjustly, but like Qin Fatzi, the evil thing of burning dozens of people to death at once is still the most experienced. Li Qiang's heart was no longer full of feelings, anger, fear, and perhaps pity for those who were burned to death.

Li Qiang believed that they were desperate in the face of this fire, the door was locked, and they had nowhere to escape, so they could only jam the door, or be trapped in the water room, and the raging fire slowly tore every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone on their bodies.

How painful is this......

Li Qiang's heart fluctuated. Mr. Bai kept staring outside through the crack in the door.

He turned his head to look at Li Qiang, stretched out his hand and pulled Li Qiang, and whispered:

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and look at it, the little ghost is coming, and Li Qiang can't see it......"

Li Qiang stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, and quickly squatted down.

After a while, there was a faint sound of a car outside, the sound was getting closer and closer, more and more clear, and two beams of white car lights shone swaying, and the shadow of the old locust tree swayed back and forth in the light.

Soon, a dark green car stopped in the open space in front of the building. Several people jumped out of the car and opened the back door of the car.

A fat guy walked out of the back door, although the bright headlights made the rest of the place darker, Li Qiang still recognized it at once, this was Qin Fatzi.

It seems that Mr. Bai's expectation was correct, he really came.

Seeing him, the fire in Li Qiang's heart was arched again. As soon as he stood up, he was about to rush out to find him to theorize.

Mr. Bai grabbed Li Qiang, glared at Li Qiang, and signaled Li Qiang not to be impulsive.

Qin Fatzi turned around and personally helped someone down from the car.

The man was short and emaciated. She was wearing a dark robe with a large hood that covered her entire head, so she could not be seen.

She was slumped and had a crooked stick in her hand, and she staggered as if she could fall with a gust of wind.

Looking at Qin Fatzi's respectful appearance, it seems that this may be another kind of immortal invited.

The man staggered to the door of the building. There is only an iron gate away from Li Qiang.

Li Qiang held his breath, lest he hear the slightest movement. Just like that, he watched her and took out a red cloth bag from his arms.

The cloth bag was the size of a plum, and he carefully unfolded it, and inside it was a grayish-white, bone-like thing. She spread the red cloth on the ground, put the bone-like thing on the red cloth, and took out a yellow paper talisman from her arms, and the fat man Qin behind her quickly took out a lighter and handed it over.

The old woman snapped and lit the paper note with a lighter. The orange flame rose up, but it was quickly extinguished and turned into a cloud of ashes. The ashes fluttered and fell on the white bone-like thing, and with a thud, it seeped in. The bones turned from white to ashes, and then a wisp of black smoke came out.

The smoke was wisps and fluttering, slowly rising into the air, and then winding in the air.

Soon it fell down again, landed on the ground, circled twice, and finally took the form of a child.

That's right, this is exactly the little ghost who killed Li Zongfei in the cell of the police station that day.

Li Qiang held his breath, his eyes widened and he looked carefully, and the child's figure gradually became real.

He staggered as he walked, but he staggered toward the door of the building.

Qin Fatzi, who was standing on the side, looked nervous, but his eyes were empty and there was no focus. It was clear that he couldn't see the imp.

So the little imp came to the door, and his body was flattened, like a piece of paper that had been put down the door and came in.

Li Qiang couldn't help but be a little nervous, because Li Qiang and Mr. Bai were in the door, and they were less than half a meter away from him at the moment.

However, that little ghost is just a puppet, and it is obvious that Li Qiang is not his target, so he turns a blind eye to Li Qiang. But the cold yin qi on his body still made Li Qiang shiver with cold.

His whole body was about to get in, and there was a low buzzing sound behind Li Qiang.

If you look closely, it seems that someone is crying, and it seems to be howling in pain. Li Qiang finally understood that he raised this little ghost to deal with the unjust souls in this building. It was the souls of the wronged who made this terrible sound.

This little ghost was raised with the blood of twenty-one virgins dripping on the purple river car, and it must be very evil.

The ghosts in this building were originally just good workers, and where were they the opponents of this little ghost?

At the moment when his whole body was about to get in, a gust of wind rose on the flat ground in the room, and this gust of wind came suddenly and violently, and rolled up puffs of dust.

Right in front of Li Qiang and Mr. Bai, it spun upwards and turned into a small tornado.

The little ghost, which was as thin as a piece of paper, was instantly swept in, and it also rotated back and forth.

The tornado is getting bigger, spinning faster and stronger. Slammed into the iron gate.

I only heard a bang, and the iron door was completely knocked open, and just like that, Li Qiang and the others outside were directly face-to-face.

Fat Chen saw Li Qiang at a glance, and his mouth was open nervously at that time. But just as he was stunned, the tornado swept the paper-like imp and flew to the bottom of the old locust tree with a swish.

At the same time, the chain hanging from the locust tree began to shake, and he twisted his body like a python. Eventually, he also got caught up in a tornado, and he quickly tied up the imp.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and Fat Qin didn't react at all. and the man in the black robe, with a hood covering half of his face, jumped up with a roar and threw himself at the old locust tree.

But as soon as her body jumped up, a pair of thin arms suddenly pressed on her shoulders.

The hands were particularly powerful, and they pressed her to the ground abruptly.

It was Mr. Bai who made the shot, don't look at his usual giggling, walking and staggering, talking and doing things seriously, but at this moment he was extremely decisive.

pressed the man's shoulder all of a sudden, and the man was held down by him, and there was no room for resistance.

The man turned his head sharply and looked at Mr. Bai in front of him. With the help of the car lights, Li Qiang finally saw the face.

It turned out to be a middle-aged woman, who looked to be in her early forties at best. The skin on her face was quite tight, which didn't match her outfit at all.

At first glance, her back looks like an old man hunched over, staggering, and on crutches.

Mr. Bai smiled, still the same as the usual hippie smile:

"Qinglian, I haven't seen you for a long time......"