How can you blow someone to death with two blows? What the hell is this old woman?

The old woman finished blowing the big man, and then moved to the top of Du Heng again. Du Ruo was covered in a cold sweat, she flipped her hand and flicked her fingers, and the oil lamp standing on the table suddenly fell.

The lamp oil spilled, and the fire ignited as soon as it "whirred".

When the old woman saw the fire, she bounced up like a stake, and escaped through the window paper with a "bang".

Du Heng jumped off the shop and shouted like crazy: "It's on fire!" Run! ”

The people on the bunk were awakened by Du Heng, and when they saw that they were surrounded by firelight, they were so frightened that they couldn't even wear clothes, screaming and rolling and rushing out of the door.

The scene was chaotic.

The Du family brothers and sisters took advantage of no one's attention and hurriedly followed the old woman. However, after walking a few steps, I saw the old woman running back to a mourning hall behind Yizhuang on tiptoe, with her calves raised, lying on the mortuary platform. A white cloth piled at her feet automatically covered her body.

"Corpse?!" The brother and sister spoke in unison and looked at each other.

All the people in the next room ran out to put out the fire, and after an hour, the fire was finally extinguished.

At the beginning of the day, a few crows stopped on the dead tree at the entrance of Yizhuang and chirped "wow". The hut was burned down to the point that only a few beams remained, and from time to time ping-pong fell to the ground.

The survivors stood in a row with their heads bowed, followed by two retinues, standing silently beside the ruins.

Fan Zhuang walked around the ruins, walked to the opposite of the survivors standing in a row, paced back and forth, and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

A shirtless fat man raised his hand and said, "Maybe it was a strong wind last night, which blew over the oil lamp......"

"Wind?" Master Fan stopped.

The fat man said: "Yes, yes, the wind last night blew terrifyingly, like a wolf howling." ”

The thin man standing next to the fat man waved his hand and said, "What kind of wind?" How can there be wind in the house? You don't use your brain when you speak, it's clear that someone deliberately set the fire! ”

Master Fan Zhuang walked up to the thin man and said solemnly: "Sun Xiaowu, why do you say that someone deliberately set fire?" ”

"This Yizhuang was built by the feng shui that Mrs. Fan personally watched, personally selected the place, and personally presided over the construction, and it has not caught fire for many years."

Sun Xiaowu spoke with spit flying, his eyes flickered, he glanced at the Du family brothers and sisters, and said, "Why did Zhuangzi catch fire that night as soon as the two of them came?" I think it was the two of them who set the fire! ”

Du Ruo pointed at Sun Xiaowu's nose and said angrily: "Hey! Don't you talk nonsense, okay? Which eye do you see that we set the fire? ”

"Hmph, everyone is sleeping honestly, it was your brother who shouted 'on fire' first, this is clearly a thief shouting to catch a thief!"

Du Ruo stepped forward and wanted to rush over and beat Sun Xiaowu, but was stopped by two of Fan Zhuang's entourage.

Du Heng said: "You, why do you say that we set the fire?" We're here to find a job, so would it do us any good to set this place on fire? ”

Sun Xiaowu pointed to a few surviving people and said, "Look at it, there were originally dozens of people in this house, but now there are less than half of them." I see that you are afraid that we will steal your livelihood with you, so you want to set us on fire. Burn us to death, and you have a better chance of being picked! ”

Master Fan Zhuang silently watched several people arguing endlessly, without saying a word.

Du Heng saw that Master Fan Zhuang looked suspicious, so he bowed his waist and said humbly: "Master Fan, in fact, last night, I saw a strange thing......

Fan Zhuang said: "What is the strange thing? ”

"I see, the old woman in the mourning hall behind," Du Heng pretended to be afraid and pointed behind Zhuangzi, and his voice suddenly lowered, "Fake corpse!" ”

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"Corpse?" "Corpse?"

Sun Xiaowu jumped up and scolded: "Fart! You dogs and men are here to pretend to be ghosts! Do you know that the person who stopped in the mourning hall behind it was the mother of Mrs. Fan's friend. Still deceiving the corpse, do you think Master Fan will believe this kind of nonsense? ”

Du Heng's heart was cold, he didn't think that this old woman was still a relational household. If this Fan Zhuang owner is a short-term protector, things will be really difficult to do.

Master Fan Zhuang's face was solemn, he looked directly into Du Heng's eyes, and said majestically: "Brother Amu, you said that Li Niangniang deceived the corpse, what is the evidence?" ”

Du Heng patted his chest and said, "Of course I saw it with my own eyes!" I don't die when I sleep, and I wake up when I make a little noise. In the middle of last night, I was in a daze, when I suddenly heard a movement, and then I saw this old ...... This Li Niangniang was lying on the edge of the bunk, blowing at people one by one. When I was at home, I had heard of the word 'corpse', but I hadn't seen it, and this was the first time I've seen it! As a result, she blew and blew, and without paying attention, she knocked down the oil lamp, and the fire began to rise! She's scared away herself! ”

Sun Xiaowu looked mean, "hummed" and said: "You can also pull out such a boundless thing, are you the owner of Fan Zhuang a child in the moon?" ”

Master Fan Zhuang ignored Sun Xiaowu, he looked Du Heng up and down, did not speak, and then walked into the ruins.

The ruins were in shambles, everything was charred black. Laid out next to the doorway, there was a whole row of corpses. The corpses were burned beyond recognition by the fire, their skin crumpled together, and they shattered into pieces when the wind blew.

"You say, Li Niangniang blows in their faces one by one?" Fan Zhuang asked Du Hengdao, "Where did you start blowing?" ”

"Over there!" Du Heng pointed to the head of the shop.

Master Fan Zhuang looked at the dried corpses on the head of the shop, then walked out of the ruins, dusted off his body, and pointed to a few survivors: "You stay in the Zhuangzi tonight, and the rest of the people will go to the drying field first." ”

Fan Zhuang pointed at Du Ruo, and then pointed at Du Heng: "You also go to the drying field, you sleep in the bunk tonight." ”

When Du Heng heard this, he complained bitterly in his heart.

This Fan Zhuang owner obviously wants to take me to explore the way, but he knows that he pities Xiangyu and doesn't let Ah Ruo go. But how did he know that now Ah Ruo is the deepest in Taoism, and I'm just a rookie......

When Du Ruo heard that he was going to leave Du Heng to die, he hurriedly said: "Master Fan, my brother is timid and doesn't dare to be outside alone, can you let me stay with him too?" ”

Master Fan Zhuang was a little angry and said, "Where is he alone?" Isn't there still so many people with him? Could it be that he is a young man and needs a girl to accompany him? ”

"But Master Fan ......"

"Alright, that's it. Follow Aaron to the drying field! ”

Du Ruo wanted to intercede again, but was interrupted by Fan Zhuang.

Master Fan waved at one of his attendants, who led everyone out. Du Ruo followed the army step by step and turned back three times, and Du Heng wanted to cry.

Late at night, Du Heng shrank in the head of the shop, worried. The remaining dozen or so survivors also had bitter faces, and a few even came to Du Heng's side and asked him if it was true that he was scamming the corpse.

Everyone was so nervous that they wanted to wear all their clothes on their bodies for self-defense. Except for Du Heng, everyone was huddled into a pile at the end of the shop, for fear that they would lie close to the door and be blown to death by Li Niangniang, who deceived the corpse.

No one dared to sleep, and the survivors put the few quilts they had on their heads and covered them tightly. Du Heng couldn't get the quilt, so he had to lie bare-headed at the head of the shop, counting the hours of dawn with his fingers, hoping that Mrs. Li would not cheat the corpse tonight.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound.

Du Heng's scalp exploded. It's over, it's over again!

The door creaked open, and the old woman, still wearing the shroud, slowly moved towards the shop.

Du Heng felt the hair on his head tremble slightly, he raised his head slightly to take a look, and saw a shriveled old blue face clinging to his face. The cool air emanated from that old face and spread to the tip of Du Heng's nose.

"Help!!"

Du Heng sat up abruptly, and his head slammed into the old woman's chin. I don't know where he got the strength, this knock knocked the old woman to a stumble.

He turned over and ran down the door and ran straight into the woods outside the village.

When the old woman saw Du Heng running away, the two three-inch golden lotuses soared quickly, and chased after them like arrows.

The crescent moon was low, and the dew was heavy in the woods. Du Heng ran wildly for his life, only feeling wet and sticky all over his body, and he didn't know whether he was wet with dew or sweat.

After about a stick of incense, Du Heng gradually lost his strength. The old woman was about to catch up, she stretched out two dry claws and touched the ends of Du Heng's hair several times. Du Heng only felt that the cold corpse cold spread down his hair to his scalp, and even his brain was about to be frozen.

Suddenly, a large poplar tree with several people hugging each other appeared in front of Du Heng's eyes. Du Heng rushed to the side of the tree in two steps and three steps, and used the big tree as a barrier to block the old woman's pursuit.

He stood behind the tree and jerked to the left, and the old woman leaned to the left. He was so frightened that he leaned to the right again, and the old woman followed suit. After several rounds, no one can catch anyone with one person and one corpse, and no one can avoid anyone, and they are all exhausted. 、

Du Heng held his knees and panted, and the old woman also stood there without moving.

Du Heng leaned against the trunk of the tree, his clothes soaked in sweat and could almost wring out water. The old woman stood behind the tree, suddenly burst out, and hugged the trunk violently with her two claws, trying to bypass the tree and grab Du Heng. Du Heng was so frightened that he immediately threw himself on the ground and fell into a. The old woman missed, and her two claws were deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree, unable to move.

The eastern sky was turning white, and a rooster or two could be heard in a nearby village.

At this time, Fan Zhuang led a group of entourages to the woods, saw Du Heng fall to the ground, and hurriedly helped him up.

Du Heng opened his eyes and saw Master Fan, and said with a crying voice: "Master Fan! You're here! I'm scared to death! ”

Since becoming a mortal, Du Heng's emotions have become more and more volatile. He originally resented the owner of Fan Zhuang in his heart, but after fighting with the female corpse all night, he had not seen a living person for a long time.

Master Fan Zhuangzhu patted Du Heng's shoulder and comforted: "Okay, okay, Brother Amu, we are all here, and you are safe." ”

The two attendants looked around Li Niangniang's corpse a few times, and reached out to pull the corpse's claws off the trunk. However, the two of them wrenched for a long time, stunned as if pulling nails with their bare hands, and they couldn't move their hands and claws.

Du Heng walked to the edge of the tree and found that the claws had been hooked into the trunk of the tree like a hook, and half of his fingers had gone in.

Seeing this, several attendants who were standing by and watching also came up. Several people pulled together, and finally pulled out the claws that were embedded in the trunk of the tree. And the hole in the trunk of the tree that had been pierced by the claws was as deep as the iron chisel.

Several of the attendants saw it and sighed.

Du Heng walked back to Master Fan, pointed to the female corpse, and said, "Master Fan, look, I didn't lie to you!" ”

Master Fan Zhuang glanced at Du Heng meaningfully, and said, "Brother Amu, the fire the night before, but you deliberately put it?" ”