"This is a rock light thing, why can't I take it?" The woman, who was called Yuyan, yelled at the woman: "Yanguang is dead, I have to raise both children and you alone, what should I take to raise them?" You say that you are afraid of retribution, so are you not afraid of starvation? ”

Ouyang Hui stood up a little irritated and said, "I was instructed by Brother Yanguang before he died to bring these things to you. As for what you do, it's none of my business, farewell! With that, Ouyang Hui turned around and walked out.

He returned to his hiding place, in a rented hut. Get some sleep and then sneak back to Myanmar at night. After nightfall, Ouyang Hui rolled over from the bed, packed his bags, and quietly went out.

But as soon as he walked out of a distance of more than ten meters, he saw a man and a woman opposite, holding hands side by side, talking and laughing. At this time, Ouyang Hui had already gone through some disguise. So the man and woman didn't recognize Ouyang Hui, but Ouyang Hui recognized them. The man was his landlord, and the woman was none other than Yanguang's wife, Yuyan.

Ouyang Hui passed by them quietly. Then he followed them to the bottom of a bamboo building. I saw the landlord and Yuyan walk up to the bamboo building, and after entering the house, the landlord closed the door with his hand. Ouyang Hui also went upstairs, quietly came to the window, and listened quietly.

I only heard the landlord say to Yuyan: "Yanzi, I didn't expect that dead ghost in your family to leave you so many good things, and this time you will become a big woman." In the future, I'll be sure of you! ”

"It's up to you to perform. Why don't you hurry up and serve the old lady well. ”

"Okay, I'm going to serve you now."

"Ahh Suddenly, Yuyan let out a very short moan, and then heard the "clatter" of something falling on the ground.

Ouyang Hui felt that something seemed wrong, so he stood on the side of the window and looked inside through the crack in the curtain that was not tightly drawn. I saw the landlord pressing Yuyan to the ground, and his hands were tightly choking her neck. And Yuyan's two hands kept scratching, and her feet kept kicking. At her feet, there was a bamboo bench that had been turned over. Presumably, the "bang" just now was made by Yuyan when she kicked down the bamboo stool when she was struggling.

In fact, with Ouyang Hui's ability, he could completely save Yuyan. But he didn't do it, just looked at it coldly. Because in his eyes, a woman like Yuyan deserves to die.

After a while, Yuyan's struggle gradually subsided. After another moment, Yuyan completely stopped moving. The landlord slowly let go of his hand and looked at the wound on the back of his hand that had been scratched by Yuyan. I saw that from the wound, blood was oozing little by little.

The landlord licked the blood from the back of his hand with his tongue, and then spat on Yuyan's body again. "Phew, bitch. I still want to let me serve you, uncle, dream! With that, the landlord sat on the ground and gasped for a while. Then he carried Yuyan's body on his shoulders and prepared to walk out the door.

Ouyang Hui jumped lightly and landed on the ground. Then hide his body behind a cactus. Only then did the landlord open the door and walk out of the house. I saw him carrying Yuyan's body, and after walking down from the upper floor, he went straight to a small wooden house next to him. Came to the door of the house and threw Yuyan's body on the ground. Then he took out the key from his waist to open the door and carried Yuyan's body inside. But after a while, he came out of it, locked the door, and returned to the bamboo building.

At 3 a.m., people are sleepy. But the landlord quietly slipped out of the bamboo building and came to the small wooden house again. The cabin could be considered his garage, as it contained an old car with several pieces of paint off it. The landlord left the door fully open, then he got into the cab himself, started the car, and reversed it.

The car was rickety and drove for nearly half an hour. Finally, it finally stopped in front of an abandoned and collapsed bamboo building. The landlord quickly picked up a shovel from the back seat. Then he walked to a cactus on the side of the bamboo building, and vigorously swung his shovel to dig something.

After digging for a while, he suddenly stopped, as if he had found something. Sure enough, I saw him carrying a rucksack back to the car. After opening the door, I threw my things into the back seat.

"Yuyan, why did you say that Yanguang took such an idiot as you?" The landlord slapped the trunk lid with his hand and said, "I was going to bury you, with your dead ghost, so that you two could be companions on Huangquan Road." But I don't know where that dead ghost from Iwako is buried. Besides, Yanguang doesn't have to be you. Hehehehehehe. Hey, forget it, I'll bury you here. Anyway, this was also your home before. Wait, baby, I'll dig a hole for you. ”

The landlord has returned to the pit where the backpack is buried, and it is obviously not enough to bury a person in this pit. So he swung his shovel and not only widened the pit a little, but also dug it a little deeper. And as he was digging the pit, the trunk lid of the car slowly opened. Then, a dark shadow emerged from within. After turning around and closing the trunk lid, he flashed and disappeared behind a palm tree on the side of the road.

After digging the pit, the landlord came to the front of the trunk of the car. After he strangled Yuyan to death yesterday, the body was placed in it. But when he opened the trunk lid at this time, he found that it was empty. Before he could be surprised, his mouth was covered by a powerful hand, and at the same time, a sharp dagger sliced his carotid artery.

In an instant, blood splattered all over the trunk, and the landlord's body fell limply. Until now, he still didn't understand what was going on, who killed him? But he could only be a fool, because even if Ouyang Hui wanted to explain all this to him, it would be too late. Mr. Landlord, he has already rushed to report to Lord Yama.

Ouyang Hui picked up the landlord's body with his hands, stuffed him into the car, and took the backpack out of the car. Then from the trunk, he took out a bottle of gasoline that had already been filled, and poured it evenly inside and outside the car. After doing all this, he unhurriedly pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a windproof lighter, and took a few leisurely puffs. Then, with a flick of his finger, the flickering cigarette rolled through the air in a perfect parabola and landed on the dilapidated car. In an instant, a raging flame rose up. And the initiator is gone.