The little sun is like a night light, which can shine far away, dispel darkness, and allow moths to put out fires. With the little sun there, the house full of evil energy in front of him slowly parted like a tide, leaving a safe path for Li Qingming to walk.

No, it is more accurate to say that the evil aura that pervades here has been burned by the little sun, and the road ahead is absolutely safe.

Approaching the door, without waiting for Li Qingming to make a move, Zhang Beibei raised his foot and kicked over, as if he heard something screaming harshly. The door slowly opened, and the black hole inside absorbed the light. But after the strong flashlight went in, Li Qingming still saw the situation inside clearly.

The man who had closed the door before was lying on the dilapidated bed, with a huge head attached to his back, and when the flashlight shone through, the head was roaring, biting the hair on the back of the man's head, and the scene was more terrifying than a horror movie.

"It turned out that it was not a traditional flying head drop. Li Qingming was not afraid, he walked over with interest and looked down at the huge head sticking to the man's back, pressing him to breathe a little hard. The appearance of the two heads is obviously the same, but one is a normal person and the other is parasitic on the back, and even Li Qingming can't figure out the situation for a while.

"Roar...... Grunt...... "A strange sound came out of his throat, and the head found that Li Qingming had entered the room, and immediately became angry, but he couldn't get out of this body now, he could only show an angry expression, he kept opening his mouth, his long tongue drooped outside, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Stared at the head for a while, didn't see anything, Li Qingming simply took out a talisman and pasted it, the head suddenly couldn't move, but the body under the head began to tremble violently, the limbs moved, and the head that grew on the neck slowly woke up, he opened his eyes and looked at Li Qingming who was close at hand, and was directly startled, and then the corner of his eye skimmed the back of the head, and suddenly his eyes rolled and fainted.

When the other party sobered up again, Li Qingming asked again to know the cause and effect of this incident, speaking of which this person turned out to be a victim, and the culprit was the head on his back.

His name is Zamu, he was born in a remote and backward village, and when he was born, there was a sarcoma on his back, and then the witch doctor in the village cut it off with a knife, but as Zamu grew up, the sarcoma grew again, even bigger than before, so the witch doctor cut it again, and it grew again, until the last time the sarcoma actually grew facial features, and began to control Zamu's behavior, he left the village and began to live outside.

Almost all the time Zamu sleeps in his body, usually talking is the big head behind his back, only every night when the head flies out to suck blood, he can temporarily regain consciousness, but there is a huge blood hole in his back, he has no strength to act at all. Zamu has always lived in fear, he feels that he is controlled by the demon, usually he has been asleep, and he does not know how the demon appeared in front of other people's eyes.

He was very poor, so this time when he encountered such a lucrative job, the demon couldn't wait to agree, who knew that when he kicked the iron plate, not only did he not make any money, but he was also found by the other party.

"Please, kill me, I don't want to live like this anymore. This demon must have killed a lot of people, I ...... I can't stand this life. Zamu's body looked extremely thin against the backdrop of the huge head, and he kept supporting his body and tried to get up without success, as if the head behind him weighed a thousand pounds.

Hearing the other party's request, Li Qingming became serious, looked at his soul with his yin eyes, and found that his soul was indeed not polluted by the earthly world, nor had it been contaminated with human life, but there was a very evil aura entangled in his soul in the skull on his back, and it was a bit difficult to separate them or kill Zamu, and it was a bit difficult to cure the symptoms but not the root cause.

Another talisman was pasted on the skull, and Li Qingming simply bit his fingertips and drew a formation on the skull, "He won't be awake for the time being, I'll come back to you tomorrow." ”

The head lowering master grasped it very simply, but the matter was even more tricky, Li Qingming returned to the restaurant and lay behind the counter in contemplation. The young man sent back by Zhang Beibei lost too much blood, and his life was about to be gone, but fortunately, he poured a bowl of soda in the restaurant, and he was forced to hang his life, so the restaurant called Fu Xuan here, and it was quickly arranged there, and an ambulance was sent to take people away, which did not attract more attention.

I don't know if he's unlucky or lucky, in short, the matter of the head descender has nothing to do with him.

Because there was something going on, supper was relatively simple, and everyone hurriedly finished eating and resting, and waited for tomorrow to discuss the matter of the head lowering master. As a result, when it was dawn and breakfast, everyone discussed for a long time and did not find a useful way, so Li Qingming had no choice but to call Fu Xuan again and ask him to help with the formalities.

When he came to the house he came to last night, Li Qingming saw that Zamu was still lying on the bed, and the huge head behind him could be seen more clearly during the day, which was extremely hideous, as exaggerated as the ghost head in hell and the props in the movie. I found a stretcher to carry Zamu out, and as soon as I walked to the courtyard, I saw several people standing at the door, looking inside with a sad face, and one of them saw Li Qingming's eyes lit up, and he knelt down with a 'poof' sound, and confessed with tears.

When the others saw it, they immediately knelt down, and their expressions of remorse were very realistic, and they almost put down their butcher knives and became Buddhas on the spot.

"Yo, the present world has a seizure. Zhang Beibei hugged his arms and said, "Don't look for the boss, the boss can't take care of this matter, who makes your own heart too dirty." Let's go, leave them alone. ”

The consequences of what these people have done, the consequences of their perverted psychology, under the action of the 'catalyst', finally broke out like a decay, and overnight they went from glamorous positive characters to things that were not even as good as rats in the stinky gutter, and their families were scattered, their careers were dealt a major blow, their reputations were ruined, and they even had no hope of rising. For them, this is the hell of living, but they value their lives more than anyone else, and they are reluctant to die.

Ignoring the old audience of these circuses, Li Qingming left with Zamu, first by car and then by boat along the way, and finally came to a foreign country, full of exotic Southeast Asia. Zhamu's home is in a particularly remote countryside, even the locals have to look for a long time to find it, Li Qingming and these outsiders were stunned to spend several days to reach the destination, the village where Zhamu was born.

"The view is so good. "The tropical climate is hot all year round, with a lot of rain, and the plants are very lush, and of course there are countless mosquitoes and animals. Zhang Beibei likes the sunshine here very much, he feels that he is charging a lot faster, and after saving up for a day, he happily finds Li Qingming, takes out his baby, and then hehehe.

For Two Hundred Five, it was like heaven, with delicious fruits and fast recharging, and he felt closer to the sun. I can sleep with Li Qingming in a delicate room every night, thinking about all kinds of actions, hehehe.

However, the village of Zamu is relatively simple, this is a mountainous area, similar to the poor places in the country, all kinds of backward and underdeveloped, there are even witch doctors popular here, and they do not think about going to the hospital when they die, but choose to find a witch doctor in the village to treat the disease.

Because there was no shortage of money, Li Qingming and his entourage quickly found a suitable house, although the interior was relatively poorly furnished, but fortunately, it was relatively clean. Focusing on learning about the witch doctor in the village with Zamu, Li Qingming decided to meet this person who cured all diseases.

Some distance from the village, there is a mountain uphill, and there is a small cave on it, which is the home of the witch doctor. According to Zamu, the witch doctors have lived here for generations, and the villagers will also give sacrifices to the witch doctors during the New Year's holidays, and they will also give corresponding gifts when they see a doctor. In Zamu's impression, the witch doctor can indeed cure the sick, but he can't cure the serious disease.

There is a path on the mountain, which can be seen to be often trodden, and there are unknown small flowers on the side of the road, and the vegetation is also very lush. There had just been a rain before Li Qingming came, the air was very fresh, and the grass and trees washed by the rain were also renewed, and the small flowers looked extremely vivid.

leaned over and stared at the flower, but Zhang Beibei immediately retreated, leaned into Li Qingming's ear and said, "Boss, that flower is very cold." ”

"I know. Li Qingming nodded lightly. Those weren't flowers.

It is unusual that there are no insects or birds on the hillside, except for the sound of the wind. Suddenly, an old voice sounded, "Go back, I won't see you." ”

The language was not understood, but Li Qingming understood.

Without any pause, he continued to walk. The old voice snorted coldly, and then the wildflowers on the side of the road began to change, the bright colors were extremely conspicuous, and the tide gathered together to block Li Qingming.

Where these wildflowers are flowers, they are made up of brightly colored bugs.

I don't know how the so-called witch doctor controls these bugs, which are somewhat similar to Miao Jiang's Gu. Li Qingming couldn't help but think that there was also a kind of head lowering surgery that used poisonous insects as a medium to control the target object, which was somewhat similar to Gu, but different from Gu. However, the head lowering technique and Miao Jiang's Gu were merged into two major evil techniques, and this statement is really accurate.

"Boss, let me come!" Seeing these little insects, Zhang Beibei first got goosebumps, and then immediately blocked in front of Li Qingming, swinging his fist at the air. Two hundred and five didn't master any skills, and every time he went on a rampage like this, nothing could stop him, which made him swing his fists every time and hit anything with his fists......

Though...... It's not aesthetically pleasing.

The colored insects retreated like a tide as if they had met a nemesis, but they were still caught up by two hundred and five, blasting through the air, and the insects were whimpering for their lives, and there was an angry roar from the cave, and the insects quickly burrowed into the soil and disappeared.

Li Qingming showed a smile on his face, he stepped forward with his hands behind his back and hooked his finger at Zhang Beibei, who immediately ran over and grabbed his hand happily. The two of them just held hands and walked to the front of the cave, and then they tacitly let go of their hands and walked inside together.

The furnishings in the cave are very good, similar to the village below, and the ground is dry and very suitable for human habitation. Li Qingming walked inside for a while, and saw an old man with a wrinkled face and extremely black hair sitting on the bench, staring fiercely at the entrance of the cave with a pair of eyes.

Probably because he was afraid of the strength of Li Qingming and the others, the old man didn't dare to make any moves, but his mood was very bad, and his lips kept squirming and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Looking around the cave quietly, Li Qingming got straight to the point and said: "I'm here to tie the wood, do you remember the wood? He had a tumor on his back when he was born, or did you help cut it off, it was only ten years ago, have you forgotten?"

Slowly turning his neck, the old man seemed to really see Li Qingming at this time, his lips moved, and said, "Forget." ”

"Then I'll help you remember. Li Qingming calmly took over the conversation and said, "Zhamu was born here from you, right? Well, you can't deny this, because I have found many people in the village to testify." "As for whether you really look for it or not, who knows?

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