Chapter 145: The same smell

The big family's surname was Xiao, and there was an open opening in the door, on which were bloody handprints, apparently pressed by the dying man when he came out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He said "evil ghosts kill people" before, which made Gu Xiu full of curiosity, if something happened in this big family, then maybe he could take the opportunity to make a profit, if he couldn't get the benefits, he wanted to see what the so-called evil ghost looked like.

Ordinary people avoid this kind of murder scene, but Gu Xiu is blood boiling, cold weather, the only thing that can make him feel hot is to see bright red bloodstains, I don't know when, for the dead and blood, he has a sense of joy.

He cautiously poked through the open door and went to the front yard, where candles were not very common in large households during the Western Han Dynasty, and all that could be seen were some braziers. Some of the braziers were still burning, some were already burning, and the light in the courtyard, with the cold snow, was like a cold hell.

Although Gu Xiu was bold, in the face of such a cold tone, fear still engulfed his chest. He shrunk back, folded his arms, and slowly frightened himself from the stairs. There was a strong smell of blood in the front yard, and the ground was littered with corpses. The death of those corpses was hideous, either their hands and feet were broken, or there were deep cuts on their faces, and among these corpses were old people and children, some of them had their eyes open, and some still retained the kind of horror they had before they died, which was particularly shocking to watch.

The footprints in the snow were very messy, they scurried like pigs when they were alive, and they didn't know what the butcher who killed these people looked like, in short, this kind of picture made Gu Xiu tremble, this trembling was not because of fear, but because of excitement.

He likes the soft white snow, and he also likes to see the cold and stiff corpses lying on the snow, and the blood flowers that are like red plums. His eyes were open, enjoying the death that looked like a mass grave.

How nice it would be if these corpses were Loulan's people? How good would it be if he could slash those treacherous and vicious people, make them look like people on the ground, and make them all covered in blood?

Gu Xiu imagined that suddenly, he heard a woman's mournful scream, and a man's scream of pain, which was as sharp as an awl, piercing Gu Xiu's nerves. Gu Xiu followed the cry and ran into the back room to the backyard...... He saw the murderous demon he admired, the dying maniac.

Beneath the miserable snowflakes, the demon's skin was like a toad, with raised bags and blisters on it, some of which were rotten, scarlet and rotten, and some of which had formed red scabs and turned into ugly scars, as if they had been burned by fire. In the place where his skin and flesh are still intact, there are a few handfuls of beards growing in the bushes, and from a distance, it looks like a few barren grasses in the abandoned courtyard, which is particularly terrifying.

The man seemed to have a problem with his back, a little rickety, his body was skinny, and his shoulders were drooping, like an old monster. He held in his hand a sharp knife that was similar to a pig-killing knife, and it was covered in blood.

Gu Xiu looked at this deformed person and smiled, and grabbed the placket of a beautiful woman with those rotten hands that seemed to be contagious, the woman's face was as white as paper, and she had collapsed from crying, and her long hair was scattered on her temples, and some were stuck to her face with tears, but she was indifferent.

The man felt that Gu Xiu had stepped into the forbidden land and did not move, he enjoyed the pleasure of killing, and when he was killing, he would definitely not be distracted and mess up his rhythm. And at his feet lay a man with his eyes gouged out, Gu Xiu saw the man twitching and touching his lower body, his lower body was cut, and the pain in his heart made his mouth open, like a caterpillar that had been crushed by someone, wriggling pitifully on the ground.

"I said it...... If you become a ghost, I won't let you two adulterers go. The voice of the rickety old monster was very low and hoarse, hoarse to the point of muffling, like the sound of a saw pulling wood, and in the middle of the sentence it would suddenly disappear, as if the voice had been destroyed.

The woman shook her head, and after a while, she said pitifully, "Qiang Lang, I was wrong...... Wrong...... Please...... Please forgive me...... Leave us ...... alone."

The woman looked at it and estimated that she was in her thirties, but the old monster looked like she should be seventy or eighty years old, Gu Xiu thought to himself, the old husband is married to the young wife, no wonder the woman will change her mind.

"Wrong?" the old monster sneered, his cloudy eyes staring at the poor woman, and he grabbed her jaw so that her evasive gaze met his miserable face.

"You're wrong...... It's just that you didn't kill me!"

The woman trembled, trying to find a glimmer of life in despair and cruelty, and she retorted, "I...... Didn't think about it...... I really didn't think that you would practice those spells back then, and you would ...... It's five years...... In five years...... I was lonely and bullied...... Without...... If it weren't for Xiao ...... Master Xiao, my fate is to be insulted and spurned...... The year you left, I already had your child, and I needed to live...... That hut can't stop the wind at night, and that door can't stop the beasts that want to break in! Qianglang, I want to live with our children......"

However, the old monster glanced at him indifferently, and said in a strange voice: "Master Xiao, are you still grateful to him, you can't keep your slut!" As he spoke, the bright knife cruelly slashed the woman's cheek, and the woman's face was opened with a big gap, and a large piece of blood spilled out, like a string of blooming cold plums.

The woman screamed, instinctively covering her face, blood flowed from her fingers, the cry was like a ghost's scream, the old monster had long been accustomed to this kind of scream, which made him feel pleasant, so he turned a deaf ear to it, and stepped on her belly, and sneered: "That's a nice word, keep my child?" he looked up to the sky and smiled, then lowered his head, and pretended to be complaining: " But my son thinks that this adulterer is his father, and I come back to you, and you marry him as a concubine, and I let you come back to me, and live a good life from now on, but what about you? You have to stay with this adulterer, and you think that I am in the way, and you collaborate with this adulterer, and you have drugged me, and found someone to break my vertebrae and ruin my appearance, how old should I be now? I should be in my thirties, and in order to survive, I used some forbidden drugs, and I have become the unbearable appearance I am now!" he said more and more loudly, and almost roared at the back." When you watched me dying, I said that I would not let you go if I became a ghost, five years, I spent five years going to the rivers and lakes to learn various techniques, in order to take revenge, I spent another five years, with this crippled body to practice the ability to kill, support me to live...... You know what? Heh, it's you dog guys!"

Gu Xiuwan didn't expect that the actual age of this unbearable man was only in his thirties, and he made himself look like this just to take revenge, although this hatred was different from his, but he could understand the pain and unwillingness of the disfigured person in this situation.

The woman known as ** was dying because of a knife in her face, and she almost fainted in pain, but Fu Qiangzi's punishment had just begun, he first used a bottle with waking medicine to make the woman wake up in pain, and then sprinkled salt on her wound, when he did this, joy appeared on the ugly face, and Gu Xiu looked at him silently, and the two did not talk to each other.

How cruel and ironic should this kind of abuse and watching people being abused be? However, these two people are not in a trace of disharmony, and it is no wonder that Fu Qiangzi is cruel and distorted, Gu Xiu is full of resentment, and the two smell the same, this kind of mutual evil, blood and excitement in common, make them attracted to each other.