"It was on that night that I was ...... by a butcher who sold meat, and I had a miscarriage because I was defiled by him. The butcher later told me that he had targeted a female student at an art school, but that the female student had not passed that road for some unknown reason that night. ”

"My husband took me for an abortion. Then we approached a lawyer to help us get justice, but the lawyer rejected me on the grounds that the case was too small to be known. After that, I couldn't have children anymore, and my husband divorced me. ”

"I adopted Xiao Du, who depended on me for my life, but I hated in my heart, I hated the webmaster who delayed my home, I hated the butcher who ruined me, I hated the schoolgirl who caused me to suffer unjustly, and I hated the lawyer who refused to take my case! But what can I do? I'm just a copywriter who buries my head in coding all day, and I can only write this hatred into my novels, so that they will be tortured in my world, and they will not die well! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent, he understood that the woman in front of him, when there was nowhere to vent the resentment in a person's heart, he could only choose to escape into his psychological refuge to vent his dissatisfaction.

Wang Piaopiao is the victim, she chooses to escape, chooses to hide in her fictional world to take revenge on those she resents. Little did she know that one by one, the damned people she wrote about actually died in the way she chose.

So, what is it that can read what Wang Piaopiao is thinking in his heart? If it is Gu Man Tong, why is there such a big difference in strength between him and Wang Piaopiao, Gu Man Tong?

"Who are you talking about brutes?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Wang Piaopiao, who was sitting there, and finally asked his last question.

"Kuman Tong can be adopted, or you can find a mage to customize. Most of the adopted Kuman Thong are kind and simple to worship, but their ability is also limited, and they can only understand the words of the worshippers, and they cannot communicate with the hearts of the worshippers. And custom-made Kuman Tong, especially the kind that is customized with his own children's blood and bones, is often cruel by nature because he harbors some kind of resentment. This kind of Kuman Thong is connected to the worshippers by their blood and bones, and they can often communicate with their parents before their death......"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought that Wang Piaopiao had a miscarriage and abortion, if it was really as he guessed that someone made Kuman Tong out of her infant baby, then this person was most likely ......

Wang Piaopiao's ex-husband!

The wife was accidentally defiled, resulting in an abortion. In addition to Wang Piaopiao's resentment that has nowhere to vent, her ex-husband should have greater humiliation and resentment, right?

Zhang Xiaoluo decided to find Wang Piaopiao's ex-husband, and he didn't ask Wang Piaopiao's next novel when it would start and what the identity of the protagonist was. If the evil spirit is really as she guessed, she can guess Wang Piaopiao's intentions, then the next person to be killed should be the lawyer who rejected Wang Piaopiao.

What Zhang Xiaoluo didn't expect was that when Zhang Xiaoluo was talking to Wang Piaopiao, the lawyer named Song Jie was in the bathroom of the law firm and swallowed his limbs little by little.

Wang Piaopiao's ex-husband's name is Huang Linghui, an executive of an export trading company, and when Zhang Xiaoluo and Li Bin went to Huang Linghui's company to find him according to the address provided by Wang Piaopiao, he had been on a business trip for more than half a month.

After talking with Huang Linghui's assistant, Zhang Xiaoluo learned that the destination of Huang Linghui's business trip was Thailand.

Standing outside Huang Linghui's high courtyard wall, Li Bin was hesitating whether to call to apply for a search warrant, Zhang Xiaoluo, who was carrying a big piano box on his shoulder, had opened the door from the inside, waved to Li Bin who was stunned at the door, and motioned for him to go in with him.

"You...... How did you get in here? ”

Li Bin followed closely behind Zhang Xiaoluo, thinking about whether the two of them were trespassing on the house, and asked in a low voice to Zhang Xiaoluo, who was looking at Huang Linghui's wooden building.

"The door is locked, how else can I get in? Jumping in, of course! ”

Li Bin glanced back at the courtyard wall that was more than three meters high, and couldn't help but secretly speak.

Zhang Xiaoluo fumbled around the window by the door of the wooden building for a while, and actually found a key from under a flower tray placed on the windowsill.

"People who travel a lot tend to keep their keys at home so that they don't lose them."

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled at Li Bin, then pushed open the wooden door and walked into the wooden building.

Li Bin hurriedly lowered his head to follow, and as soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly retreated.

"What does it smell like in this house, it's so choking!"

"You wait for me outside, I'll just go in by myself, anyway, Huang Linghui is not at home."

Zhang Xiaoluo's voice came out of the wooden building, and the door of the building was closed from the inside. Li Bin muttered a sentence in his mouth, and sat down on the wooden steps outside the door.

Huang Linghui's two-story wooden building is not large, but it is made of reddish wood. On the first floor, there are obviously some old wooden furniture, modern appliances, and not even light bulbs.

Zhang Xiaoluo leaned over and rubbed the chair, which was completely black and faintly glowing with green luster, and felt a faint pain like a pinprick on his fingertips.

Haven't you seen the light of day for a long time? This surnamed Huang is quite rich, and he has built such a room of tomb things.

Zhang Xiaoluo knows that on the land where he is located, which has been inherited for thousands of years, there is no shortage of ancient tombs and tombs that have been buried for many years. These are either the crown prince and the royal family, or the tombs of the princes, there are countless gold and silver treasures, strange things and antiques. The sinister bronze sword in the piano box behind his back was dug out of the tomb where the killing god was white.

The objects in this room, even the oil lamp hanging in the doorway, have a tingling sensation coming from the tentacles, and they are actually burial objects that have not been dug up from an ancient tomb for a short time.

Zhang Xiaoluo squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the first floor of this wooden building for a long time, and finally looked at the rag doll that was messily thrown on the ground and had been torn to pieces.

Maybe it's the only thing that's "Made in modern" anymore, but it's also going to end up in pieces.

A thick yin aura shrouded the entire floor, and the entire wooden building was relatively gloomy, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

Zhang Xiaoluo exhaled softly, feeling much more relaxed.

That's right, this is the scene he is used to, and this is in line with his thinking concept! What kind of messy Gu Man Tong, directly fighting between people and ghosts, standing when he wins, and lying on his stomach when he loses!

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at it for a long time, but still didn't see a trace of ghosts. The room was full of gloom, but there was not the slightest ghostly atmosphere.

In the center of the first floor of the wooden building, there is a thick tree with a person's arms deep in the ground, and look at the scattered branches, this is actually an ancient locust tree that is still alive. A solitary wooden spiral staircase revolves around the acacia tree and leads to the second floor of the wooden building.

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at the torn rag doll on the floor, and stepped on the steps of the spiral staircase.

He suddenly felt that the air in the room seemed to move, and there was a faint "rustling" sound in his ears, a bit like the sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

Zhang Xiaoluo Xunsheng looked up at the end of the staircase, a beetle the size of a thumbnail, dark all over, with dozens of crawling feet was lying on the handrail of the staircase, and a pair of red insects the size of a grain of rice were staring at him coldly.

Eater of the Underworld!

The Plutoivor is an underground crawler that lives in such ancient tombs for a long time, living in dark and damp tombs. Because it does not see the light of day all year round, and feeds on the underworld under the tomb, it is called a pluto eater by the people of Xuanmen Yin and Yang.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly retracted the foot standing on the top of the stairs, retreated to the door and stood against the wall, took off the piano case behind him, and unzipped the piano case.

If a pluto eater worm, Zhang Xiaoluo can crush it with his feet, but this kind of thing has always lived in groups.

The "rustling" sound in his ears was clearly audible, and small red dots appeared in all corners of the room, slowly gathering towards Zhang Xiaoluo, who was standing against the back wall.

Because of the hurry that came out this time, and Zhang Xiaoluo's preconceived belief that the opponent was nothing more than some unjust ghosts, he did not prepare the insect repellent talisman specially used to deal with this kind of rotting insects. He pulled out the bronze sword in the piano case, which Bai Yang called the "Grip of Death", and held it in his hand, while reaching out and pulling towards the door.

As expected, the door was not opened, and even outside the narrow crack of the door, there were one by one pluto-eating insects crawling in, quickly merging into the insect tide that spread towards Zhang Xiaoluo.

With so many pluto-eating insects, it's rare that there are female insects in this wooden building?

There shouldn't be any big tombs around here, and if there were no female worms in this wooden building, there wouldn't have been so many devouring insects in a short period of time. The unknown is terrifying, now that the veil has been lifted, Zhang Xiaoluo is no longer so at a loss to go first. Find the mother worm and destroy it, and the insect tide will naturally disperse. Otherwise, the Pluto-Eater doesn't just eat the Underworld, it also gnaws at people.

Zhang Xiaoluo waved the bronze sword in his hand and swept towards the insect tide that had spread. In the face of the dense insect tide, the blade of the bronze sword was not very useful, but it was its strong evil qi that made the crazy insect tide impulse stagnant slightly.

Looking at the insect tide that kept pouring out from the top of the stairs, Zhang Xiaoluo glanced towards the first floor that had been covered by the insect tide, raised his feet and stepped into the insect swarm, and walked towards the staircase.

The cracking sound of the worm's body "crackling" kept sounding under his feet, accompanied by the splashing of viscous insect fluid, just a few steps away, Zhang Xiaoluo's newly bought leather shoes had become pitted, and more pluto-eating insects rushed to Zhang Xiaoluo's feet, opening their mouths to gnaw frantically on his leather shoes, and some went down the trouser tube, desperately trying to climb up the trouser tube.

If he doesn't find and destroy the mother of the pluto insects, Zhang Xiaoluo will be gnawed by this endless insect tide sooner or later.

He shook his legs and shook off the few wheat-eating insects that had climbed up the corners of his trousers, swung his sword to sweep away the swarm of insects on the steps of the stairs, and stepped on the top of the stairs.

Near the second floor of the stairs, the sound of insect devouring became even more intense, and the red-eyed pluice-eating insects began to gnaw at the hard staircase, as if they were about to bite off the stairs leading to the second floor and prevent Zhang Xiaoluo from entering the second floor.

The sword swept, the insect liquid splashed everywhere, Zhang Xiaoluo took a few steps towards the second floor, suddenly swung his sword and swept away the plutosome insects covered on the handrail of the stairs above, grabbed the handrail, and lifted his body vigorously, his toes stretched out to hook the floor on the second floor, his waist twisted in a strange way, and he flicked suddenly, and finally found himself on the second floor.