"That's it, every time you throw it out, no matter where it goes, it will run back by itself that night......" Chen Dezi said as he opened the door of the garment factory and pointed to the loom in the far corner.

I followed Chen Dezi's line of sight and looked at the past, different from the yin things that I had been in contact with in the past, although the yin things I had been in contact with before were all old things, but they were all brand new as if they had just been produced, and the color was also very bright, but this loom was visible to the naked eye, if it was said to have a history of 3-400 years, it was estimated that some people believed it.

When I got closer, there was a piece of cloth hanging on the loom, which was a white cloth with a lustrous sense similar to satin.

That's called a lifelike, and the artist may not be able to do such a realistic!

But realistic is realistic, I look at the "Chen Dezi" on this fabric, and I always feel that something is wrong......

"Old Seven, is there a way? I guess I'll ...... tonight," Liu Maozi looked at me nervously.

"Then let's sleep here tonight and see how this thing kills people right under our noses."

Before I could finish speaking, there was a noisy sound at the door, so we hurriedly ran to the small bathroom next to the workshop and secretly left a crack in the door to pay attention to the situation outside.

As soon as the three of them hid in this small bathroom, a group of people broke in outside the garment factory.

"That's what makes trouble! We have a lot of yang, so we took it out at noon and burned it! Can't let it hurt anymore! The middle-aged man at the head said to the group of people behind him.

"Burn it!"

"Burn it!"

For a while, the sound of heckling was everywhere.

"This is the old girl Wang who died a while ago, her father! How to clean up and add to the chaos! Chen Dezi should have known the power of this thing, and he was very dissatisfied with this middle-aged man.

"Huh? What's wrong with this loom?! ”

Suddenly, the voice of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy caught our attention, and we quickly looked to see that the loom had indeed begun to work, but this time it was not a new cloth, but a new one on the fabric of "Chen Dezi".

At first, there was an invariable silence in the crowd, and soon, the voices began to be noisy, and then, they exploded.

"What's the change?"

"How did you become me?"

The middle-aged man led by him ripped off the fabric on the loom, and when he saw the person on the cloth clearly, his face was blue, and his lips trembled incessantly, as if the person on the cloth was himself.

"Who is this?" I turned to Chen Dezi and asked.

"The ...... on this cloth It's this man's son, who also works in our garment factory......"

Chen Dezi, who learned that the next person to be killed was not himself, did not show a happy expression, but his face gradually darkened.

"Burn it! Burned it! The middle-aged man shouted with red eyes.

Soon several young men gathered around and tried to lift the loom together, but they could not move it in the slightest, and within ten minutes, these strong young men were tired and panting, and sat on the ground panting.

"Let them mess around here, in case...... What to do! Chen Dezi watched their movements and wanted to rush out, but was held down by Liu Maozi with one hand.

"What the fuck are you doing so impulsively? Let's listen to what Lao Qi has to say first! Liu Maozi pressed Chen Dezi back into place, and then threw the conversation to me.

"Let these people go first, so that they won't be able to get this loom for a while, so you can get two barrels of gasoline and put them outside the garment factory."

"If you can, find some more small bugs, if there are borers, it's best, if not, normal bugs are fine, find a few more scissors."

After listening to my words, they both looked at me very puzzled, and I didn't bother to answer every word, although they were confused by the second monk, but they did as I said.

"There is it in the scissors factory, Maozi is looking for insects, I am looking for gasoline, this bathroom is spliced later, there is a door over there, it can be opened from the inside, let's go out from here." Chen Dezi dragged Liu Maozi away as he spoke.

I stayed here and continued to watch their movements, and for nearly 20 minutes they used countless methods, even pulling out a mahogany sword and slashing and slashing at the loom, and I was nervous and speechless.

Finally, after several efforts, the loom was finally lifted a little.

The fact that the loom was lifted surprised and frightened me! I don't know if Chen Dezi and the others will come back, and whether the plan can be completed on time, but I saw that several of them had already lifted the loom.

But I know that I definitely can't show up to stop them now, Chen Dezi is not by my side, they will definitely not believe me, and even if they believe me, the plan behind is not very convenient.

Just as I hesitated, the door of the garment factory had been opened, and two large barrels of gasoline were placed in the corner of the door.

"Hu ......" finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A sharp-eyed person found these two barrels of gasoline, happily picked them up and followed the team, and no one wondered where the two barrels of gasoline came from.

Because the garment factory was some distance from the village, and for some reason, there was no one growing crops in the vicinity, and it was a wild wilderness, so they didn't go long to stop carrying the loom, and poured a full bucket of gasoline down in the sun.

The gasoline-soaked loom glistens in the sunlight, but there is a faint chill all around it.

Liu Maozi didn't know when he came behind me and handed a handful of bugs to me.

The middle-aged man at the head held a torch and glared at the loom with resentment, if this loom was a real person, it might have been eaten alive a long time ago.

With this thought in my head, I suddenly seemed to see a short-haired woman in a coarse cloth dress sitting next to a loom......

If you rub your eyes again, it's gone, and when you think about it, it's noon, what's going on, it's not going to be right now!

Although I comforted myself, I always thought of the pair of embroidered boots that appeared in Lao Wang's village at noon and the head that was suddenly cut off......

His thoughts grew farther and farther away, but he was dragged back by the screams of the crowd......

As soon as I looked up, I saw the middle-aged uncle's son walking towards the loom step by step like an idiot, and he felt a little strange when he walked, as if there was something wrong with his right leg, and as if he was walking with his crotch.

He picked up the fabric as if he were holding some precious treasure, and in an instant a thousand threads seemed to come out of the fabric and wrapped around his head.

As soon as I saw that the time had come, I quickly pounced on it and threw the worm in my hand on the loom.

The loom structure of solid wood and the silk thread used for weaving are both afraid of a thing, insect eaten......

When the insect came into contact with the loom, a little black smoke came up, and the silk thread wrapped around the young man's head disappeared, and the young man's head was already bloody, but the young man looked up with a sneer as if he didn't feel pain:

"Nosy? You're not your dad after all! ”