Blood money.

This is money stained with the blood of the dead.

Some old people say that this is when a person dies, and there is an obsession in his heart that he can't swallow.

Or there is a day when the grievances have not been revealed.

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and on his somewhat cold face at this time, there was a wave of anger accumulating, as if he was about to vent it like an explosion in a wild lake.

"Boss, I'll come back later. As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking to Butcher Zhang, the people had already hurried out of the farmers' market.

The little girl left the farmer's market, and in the darkest night before dawn, her thin body, with a milky voice, clutched tightly to the bag in her arms, and when she reached the side of the farmer's market, the little girl seemed to be planning to cross the street.

She stood behind the crosswalk, looking at the cars and carts speeding by, and the little girl took a few steps back timidly, like a frightened kitten curled up in a ball, pitiful and a little sad.

After waiting for a while, under the cold night like a black and white picture, the vehicles gradually became scarce, and the little girl looked left and right to see that there was no vehicle for a while, and she struggled to hug the plastic bag that had slipped down, and wanted to cross the road quickly with a milky voice.

That's when the Z!

The screeching sound of a tire gripping with emergency braking.

A private car with a speed limit of 50 in the city but speeding to 80, braked more than ten meters, and finally stopped less than three meters away from the little girl, the little girl was frightened, fell to the ground, and the bag that had been holding tightly in her arms also fell to the ground.

"You're looking for death! Don't you have long eyes when you walk!"

The driver lowered the window and roared, then kicked the accelerator and drove away.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the little girl was so frightened that she was afraid to apologize, her slender, weak thin body, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with grievance, struggled to pick up the bag that fell to the ground, and timidly retreated to the side of the road.

The little girl was frightened and didn't dare to cross the street anymore, her thin, helpless little body, shivering in the cold wind of the night, and constantly wiping her tears with grievances.

She was very scared, standing on the side of the road, lonely, helpless, like a tender leaf left in a small corner by a big tree, her head was almost lowered to her chest, she was aggrieved and wiped her tears, she didn't dare to cross the road anymore, only she kept holding the bag tightly in her arms.

Fang Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, turned off the mobile phone that had taken a picture of the number plate of the vehicle that caused the accident, and planned to go out to help the little girl.

Just as Fang Zheng is about to appear, like a little girl who has been frightened by a kitten, she begins to carefully explore the world again. She watched left and right for a few minutes, then timidly, timidly, began to cross the street cautiously.

A beam of light appeared from the night, and a car was coming from far and near, and the little girl was like a frightened bird, and immediately ran back to the side of the road in fright.

The car slowly stopped a few meters away from the zebra crossing, waiting for the little girl to cross the road first.

The little girl smiled with gratitude on her face, and when she reached the intersection across the zebra crossing, the little girl bowed to the car and thanked her.

Fang Zheng followed him all the way from a distance, and when he entered an old apartment building with no property, the apartment building was very lively.

One by one, the neighbors got together to chat about the shortcomings of the parents, and the neighborhood relationship was harmonious.

At the same time, Fang Zheng also saw Grandma Xu in the little girl's mouth, who was kind and amiable, and praised the little girl for being sensible and well-behaved. But the strange thing is that these people turned a blind eye to the arrival of Fang Zheng, an outsider, no one came up to ask, and no one turned their eyes to Fang Zheng, as if Fang Zheng was an outsider isolated from this world.

Fang Zheng began to frown, and he continued to follow the little girl, and finally the little girl came to the door of a house, and then took out a key that was hung around her neck with a red string.

The key is inserted into a rusted keyhole that looks like it's been around for some years.

It's just that... When the key touches the first bullet in the keyhole, it seems to break the silence of the mist.

The dull, heavy metal impact sound was so resounding that it seemed to be heard even outside the building, as if it had traveled from modern civilization to the dark bronze civilization, and the dull metal collision sound seemed to automatically appear in my mind with a picture of splashing debris patina, and it hit my heart hard.

At this moment, the key in the little girl's hand seemed to be connected to a bronze door to another claustrophobic world.

Boom!

Again, there was a dull, heavy metal thump, and the key touched a second bullet.

Boom! The third marble. The fourth marble......

Seven rings continued to sound, and all the bullets in the keyhole were completely bounced, and then, as the door slowly opened, an eerie, cold, bloody evil aura gushed out along the crack of the door.

Fang Zheng held his breath and looked intently at the dark world behind the door, trying to see what was hidden behind the door.

At the same time, there was anger burning in his eyes.

It's just that Fang Zheng, who was intently focused, didn't notice that behind him, there was a hand that poked out of the darkness and stretched out to him silently... Until, snap, the palm of the hand is gently placed on the shoulders of Fangzheng.

His shoulders suddenly sank, Fang Zheng was so frightened that his whole body was like steel needles exploding, secretly regretting his carelessness, but before he could resist, the world in front of him was a flower, and Fang Zheng found himself being pulled back to reality.

The old man in the hallway.

The little girl who opened the door.

The bloody smell behind the door was all gone.

A busy policeman was carrying out one corpse after another covered with a cold white cloth from one household after another.

Outside the apartment building, police car sirens were parked with shrill calls.

There was a noise around, and all the sleeping residents in the apartment building were woken up by sirens and wanted to come out to check the situation, but they were all persuaded by the police to return to the house.

A cordon has also been set up in the corridor, and no one is allowed to approach the vicinity.

At this time, corpses were still being carried out in a steady stream.

It's already the eighth, the ninth, the tenth... Some people are in families of four, and they are full of families.

Only, the door of the little girl's house in front of him has been tightly closed.

When did I get blindfolded by a ghost and fall into a ghost?

Is it the moment you enter the apartment building?

A cold sweat broke out on Fangzheng's back.

"Officer Chen, you take these ordinary people back to the police station first, and the situation here will be handled by our professionals. The person who spoke was the cold man in sunglasses who had just pulled Fang Zheng back to the real world from the ghost wall.

At this moment, Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly widened!

His face was stunned and a little overwhelmed.

A wisp of gray aura rose from the cold man in sunglasses, and then swallowed up the human skin scriptures.

But looking at the other party's appearance, he didn't notice anything abnormal at all.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and a middle-aged man who walked down from the upper floor, only to see the cold man with sunglasses from before said: "Head, you didn't find it upstairs? I didn't find it downstairs either, it seems that it should be on this floor." ”

However, Fang Zheng had no intention of paying attention to the outside world, because he opened his eyes wide and saw that two wisps of gray qi rose from the middle-aged man.

One after the other, less than thirty seconds......

And he took wool from these people, and got three wisps of gray air......