When night came, Zhang Yi reclined on the sofa in the hotel and looked at the ceiling above his head in contemplation, while the wicker on the side took a glass of tap water to Lao Dao, who kept shouting thirsty, yes, it was tap water.

Earlier, they took Lao Dao to the town clinic and dealt with it casually, but afterwards they couldn't get over their conscience and didn't throw him away, but opened a room and squeezed him together.

"Bang Bang"

There was a knock on the door of the room, and the sound was urgent.

"Who?"

Wicker listlessly walked over and opened the door, finding a woman in her forties wearing blue overalls standing outside the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

Wicker didn't open the door completely, he held it with one hand and stuck his head out of the door.

"May I ask if you are the masters who exorcised evil spirits in Huang Xie Wen's house during the day?"

"That's it, I'm us," Lao Dao, who was lying on the bed, immediately grabbed the conversation.

Wicker glared at Lao Dao fiercely, turned his head and asked the middle-aged woman, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The middle-aged woman suddenly knelt down with a thud.

This move surprised everyone in the room. Zhang Yi immediately jumped up from the sofa and strode to the door.

"Sister, if you have anything, just say it, don't do this, we are young people, we can't stand it"

Zhang Yi reached out to support the middle-aged woman, but the middle-aged woman didn't mean to get up at all, "I hope you can promise me." ”

"Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything, you get up first, so that people can see the misunderstanding." Wicker was a little anxious, he stretched out his head to look left and right, and immediately opened the door completely and dragged the middle-aged woman into the room.

The woman felt a little timid when she came to the room, and she stood in the middle of the room and kept looking at the three people in the room.

"Sit down!"

Zhang Yi sat on the sofa and pointed to the sofa next to him.

The woman didn't sit down, she paused and said in Mandarin with dialects: "I'm Fang Yi's mother, Fang Yi is Huang Xie Wen's classmate."

Zhang Yi was surprised, this person was ready to investigate, but he didn't expect it to be sent to the door.

"I heard someone say during the day that you not only came out safely at Huang Xiewen's place, but also got rid of the ghost thing, so I also want to ask you for help, I hope you can help me."

After saying that, the middle-aged woman knelt down again, and Zhang Yi felt speechless, because kneeling was also a kind of pressure in disguise.

"Don't worry, it will, I was going to go to your house tomorrow to have a look, get up, stand up and say."

The woman didn't move, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said in a low tone after being silent for a long time: "It's just that I'm a part-time worker, and the child's father broke his leg two months ago, and now I'm the only one working in the family, so ......."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi suddenly realized, no wonder the two children fell into evil at the same time, one came to the door every three or five to exorcise evil spirits and cure diseases, even if they knew the danger, there was an endless stream, but the other family was not cared for.

Because this is the era of the supremacy of money, no money is like the old way lying on the bed, even if the head is broken and bleeding and the angel in white is dying, he also quietly passes by him.

"Don't worry! "Actually, Zhang Yi didn't expect him to pay in the future, but it would be more decent to say so, and I felt that I didn't owe anything, but it was just a transaction."

The middle-aged woman was overjoyed, and she immediately stood up.

"Can the three masters accompany me to have a look now, I'm afraid that my son won't be able to do it later, I'm afraid he really won't be able to stand it" The middle-aged woman finished speaking, and her body kept trembling.

Zhang Yi looked at the wicker and said, "If you're tired, just take a break, I'll take a trip."

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I'll go wherever Brother Yi goes"

"Okay, let's go"

……。

Half an hour later, Zhang Yi and Wicker were led by a middle-aged woman to a small house by the river.

These houses were built and rented out by some local residents on their own land, so the workmanship was very simple and crude, and even the outer layer of cement was directly omitted, revealing pieces of yellow bricks.

However, although it is simple, it is very popular because the rent is only about 100 yuan, so every small room is full of people.

The middle-aged woman, probably without a key, knocked on the door, and in an instant the door creaked open, and a middle-aged man on crutches and bandages on his feet poked his head out.

"The master is here, great, great, my baby is saved," the middle-aged man said and limped over with a cane.

Zhang Yi nodded to the man and then entered the room directly, and as soon as he stepped in, he smelled a strong stench.

Zhang Yi subconsciously slowed down the rhythm of breathing, but the wicker was so smoked by the stench that he retched and ran out of the door.

The middle-aged man showed a look of apology and helplessness on his face, "I'm sorry, let the two of you laugh, the small house is not ventilated, and my son can't take care of himself, so"

After speaking, the middle-aged woman cried again, and the middle-aged man on crutches looked at the roof and sighed.

Zhang Yi glanced inside the room and found that the room was so crowded that he could barely turn around, there was a gas stove and a folding table next to the door, followed by a bed, and a large piece of cloth was hung next to the bed to cover it, presumably there was also a bed inside, and the only small window was blocked inside.

The surroundings and the bottom of the bed are all filled with debris, and the air is very poor, which may be the cause of the foul smell in the house.

"The child is here," the middle-aged man lifted the cloth to reveal a folded single bed.

A person lying on the bed should be Fang Yi.

At this time, Fang Yi's face was pale, his eyes were as big as Huang Xiewen's, and there was a kind of horror in his eyes.

"Fang Yi"

Zhang Yi shouted, but there was no response, Fang Yi at this moment didn't look like a living person at all, but more like a corpse.

Seeing that Fang Yi didn't react, he could only find the entrance from him. Zhang Yi closed his eyes and touched Fang Yi's skin with his right hand.

In the darkness, a large area of water rushed over, and in this water loomed the corpse of a giant who had become swollen and fat.

But this picture flashed, but a thriller instantly swept through Zhang Yi's body.

"This may be what Fang Yi saw before he fell unconscious, could this corpse be the female ghost?"

Zhang Yi opened his eyes and looked at Fang Yi's face again, he couldn't see any life on his bloodless face, and even felt the breath of death.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi's eyes stopped panning, and his gaze fell on Fang Yi's pupils, and he saw something in Fang Yi's eyeball pupils that were almost bulging.

I saw a head almost covered in weeds, but with white teeth exposed.

"What is this, how can this phenomenon occur" Zhang Yi couldn't help but say to himself.

Wicker also ran over to take a look when he heard this, and he couldn't help but shiver all over, and his hairs stood on end.

"Lost Soul, Lost Soul"

The little bird flew in from the window and landed on Zhang Yi's shoulder.

"Lost his soul, you said Fang Yi lost his soul?" Zhang Yi pointed to Fang Yi on the bed, tilted his head and squinted at the little bird.

"It's just a lost soul, if the soul doesn't return within 50 days, then he will become a corpse forever, today is exactly forty-nine days, after tomorrow night, the gods have no power to return to the sky, quack!"

Zhang Yi grabbed the little bird and stared at him, as he expected, this little bird was definitely not simple, and it seemed to be able to understand yin and yang.

"Let go of Lao Tzu, what do you look at, make Lao Tzu's heart panic"