Chapter 137: The Dead Man's Language

"It's long since I died!" my hand trembled involuntarily, "Is this a corpse?"

I took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, "Do you know how he died?"

The little fifth sister whispered: "Died at the hands of that demon." The last time Granny Snake brought me here, she was doing something for the little boy. ”

died at the hands of the demon, it seems that this little boy "cheated the corpse", and nine times out of ten it came from the hands of the demon.

I snorted coldly: "Evil animal, don't catch it quickly." ”

The little boy finally moved, and he turned slowly.

It was then that I realized that he had a lot of dirt on his body and nails, and he looked like he had just crawled out of the grave.

The little boy's body had not yet begun to decompose, and if it weren't for the fact that his skin was slightly darkened and his eyes were white, he really couldn't tell that he was dead.

He opened his mouth and said, "Wronged, we died so unjustly." ”

His voice startled me.

It wasn't the voice of a little boy at all, it was like the voice of seven or eight grown men together.

The voices of seven or eight grown men...... Could it be that there are seven or eight demons?

Thinking of the little boy saying that "we" died unjustly, this is even more confirmed.

I have a faint headache, seven or eight demons, it's really a bit troublesome now.

Although I was scared, I still pretended to be calm on the surface: "If you have any grievances, tell me quickly." ”

As I spoke, I took out my mobile phone and handed it to Xiao Wumei: "Record it." ”

I'm going to record it and show it to the village chief, lest the villagers think that we dug the little boy out of the grave.

The little boy's face suddenly became fierce, and his teeth creaked: "Stupid guy, you don't have to worry about our business, get out of the way, get out of the way." ”

"Bastard. I clenched my grip on the evil man: "It is intolerable to kill so many innocent lives. If I don't subdue to the Fa, today I will do the right thing for heaven. ”

The little boy was even more furious: "Innocent? none of those who died, innocent." ”

"Die, you all deserve to die. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed a burning piece of wood and rushed towards me.

"Get out of the way. I pushed the little fifth sister away, grabbed the evil stick and greeted her.

This little boy was just manipulated by the demon, not the demon itself, and his combat effectiveness was very scummy.

When he fell to the ground, he was motionless and completely out of breath.

I was worried that the other party would deceive, so I walked up cautiously with the evil stick.

Fortunately, the little boy was completely silent.

The buttons of the boy's shirt were shaken off, revealing his chest.

It was then that I realized that the boy had a large gash in his chest, extending from his neck to his navel.

I frowned, carefully picking the boy's chest open.

Unexpectedly, the little boy's internal organs were all hollowed out, and his chest was stuffed with dry straw!

Cruel, simply cruel!

When the little fifth sister saw this scene, she couldn't stop turning her head and retching.

A beast is a beast, and he killed a little boy in such a cruel way.

But now I don't have time to pity the little boy, I turned my head and asked the little fifth sister, "Little fifth sister, do you know where his grave is?"

The fifth sister said, "It's on the west side of the village." ”

"West of the village?" I thought.

If the boy's grave is on the west side of the village, why should he go to the trouble of going to the east to warn us?

Isn't it, the demon's base camp is in the west, and it doesn't want us to discover its base camp, so it's not fighting us in the west?

This is a good possibility.

I picked up the little boy and said to the fifth sister, "Let's go, go to the west of the village and have a look." ”

We walked through the village to the west.

It was quiet in the west, nothing out of the ordinary.

I found the grave of the little boy, and his grave had been dug out of a big hole.

I didn't bury him, but placed it next to the grave, and then took a closer look at the terrain to the west.

To the west is an endless field, with no mountains, no trees, and no hiding place for demons.

The only possible place to hide was the large pond next to the village.

I walked to the edge of the pond and took a closer look at it.

The pond must have been abandoned, the water in it was green, there were no fish, not even any living creatures.

At this time, the fifth sister said nervously: "Brother-in-law, I feel that there is a strong resentment in this pond......"

If you don't run away, the demon should be hiding in this pond.

In the water, my combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, so I didn't dare to enter the water easily.

I picked up a few large rocks from the side and threw them into the pond, and the water burst into a series of ripples, and then calmed down without any abnormality.

I became a little impatient: "Evil animal, get out of here, Lao Tzu knows that you are hiding here." ”

However, there was no response.

It seems that the demon refuses to take the initiative to show up.

I was lost in thought, trying to figure out how to force the demon out.

After thinking about it, I finally came up with a brilliant plan.

But this plan requires the help of the villagers.

Now go and call the villagers, the villagers obviously can't help me.

I had no choice but to decide to force that thing out tomorrow.

I said to Little Fifth Sister, "Little Fifth Sister, let's stay here tonight." ”

The fifth sister nodded, found a clean and flat place with me to sit down, and looked at the lake vigilantly.

The demon was quite calm, and it didn't make the slightest movement until dawn.

After dawn, I took a look at the little boy's body and said to the little fifth sister: "Little fifth sister, go and call the village chief and let them recognize each other." ”

The fifth little sister nodded and immediately ran to call the village chief.

Not long after, the village chief arrived with a large group of villagers.

The village chief watched his son's body explode in the field, and cried hysterically: "My son!"

After that, he pounced, hugged his son and cried.

The other villagers looked at me in an inquiring tone: "You explain to us what is going on." ”

So I took out my phone and showed the video to the villagers.

When the villagers saw the video, their faces turned pale, and even their hands on their mobile phones began to tremble.

Anyone who sees a person who has been dead for a while suddenly "comes to life" and makes a voice that does not belong to him in his body will be afraid.

I said coldly: "Do you choose to continue to endure that demon, or help me destroy that demon, choose for yourself." ”

"You can see that the demon is afraid of me, and he does not dare to fight me head-on. All I need is for you to help me force out the demons, and I can destroy them. ”

The villagers looked at the village chief inquiringly.

At this time, the village chief was immersed in grief and hatred, and did not seem to notice the eyes of the villagers.

Helplessly, I had to ask the village chief again.

The village chief clenched his fists hatefully: "Kill, must be killed, that evil animal deceives people too much, and even the dead will not be spared." Must be killed. ”

The villagers were also infected by the village chief's emotions, and they raised their hands one after another to say: "Kill, get rid of the demon." ”

The big rock hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground.

I nodded: "Okay, village chief, bury the little boy first, and then go to your house to discuss the details." ”

The villagers immediately got busy, dug up the grave again, buried the boy again, and then went to the village chief's house.

The village chief took out a cigarette, handed one out to each person, and said, "Little brother, tell me, what do you need us to do?"

"As long as I can get rid of that demon, I am willing to go bankrupt. ”

I said, "Simple. Village chief, let me ask you, who contracted the pond at the west end of the village?"

The village chief said, "The fish pond belongs to my family, but it has long been abandoned. ”

I asked, "Why is it deserted?"

The village chief said: "Because the fish in the pond often die in large areas, and sometimes they are inexplicably reduced, it is really not profitable. ”

I nodded: "Actually, that pond is the base camp of the demon. There are demons in the pond, how can you raise good fish. ”

The villagers suddenly realized.

Some villagers sneered: "Village chief, I'll just say that we never stole your fish, but you still don't believe it." ”

The village chief waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this yet." Brother, what do you want us to do for you?"

I said, "Go get some lime, and we'd better fill that pool." Just force that thing out, and I'll be able to get rid of them. ”

The village chief nodded and instructed a few villagers to get lime.

I asked the village chief, "Village chief, can you tell us about the demon now?" ”

The village chief nodded: "Yes." Actually, we don't know much about the demon. ”

"We don't know exactly where it came from, what it is. ”

"It started to make trouble about 10 years ago, and every time it made a riot, it would kill a few people, and then it would be silent for half a year, and then it would come out again. ”

"Its methods of killing people are very cruel, cutting open people's chests, pulling out all internal organs, and stuffing them into dry straw......"

"What's more, it doesn't move at all when it kills, even if it's lying in the same bed as the deceased, it won't be disturbed by its killing. ”

"My son...... Hey, my son slept fine, but when he woke up, he looked like this. I'm damned, I'm damned, I shouldn't have slept so dead. ”

I hurriedly comforted the village chief and said, "Village chief, you don't have to blame yourself. ”

"Demons are good at illusions, I suspect you have fallen for each other's illusions. Not to mention killing, even if the house collapses, you can't detect each other. ”

The village chief's expression has improved a lot.

I asked again: "Village chief, the demon said that the dead people deserve it, it is very wronged, has your village ever done anything bad?"

The village chief immediately waved his hand: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. This is the demon's. How old is my son, what can he do that deserves death?"

I nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, that's true." ”

At this time, the village chief whispered, "But the sound that comes from my son's mouth is somewhat familiar to me. ”