Chapter Fifty-Seven: Swallowing Ghost Corpses

Zhang Xiaoluo went to Chen Mingtang and asked him about the number of villagers who died in the village in recent years. Chen Mingtang calculated carefully, and sure enough, since the beginning of the crockpot village eight years ago, three new people have died every year, no more, no less.

And Zhang Xiaoluo vaguely remembered that when he and Gao Yaoyao were on the weird bus passing by Crockpot Village, no one or ghost got on the bus at this stop in Crockpot Village.

Zhang Xiaoluo called the barbecue restaurant owner who inquired about the news of Lao Zhangtou again. The other party told him that Lao Zhangtou was fine, but he couldn't find out exactly where he was and what he was doing.

Zhang Xiaoluo was completely speechless to the old Zhang Tou, the shopkeeper. Damn, when others have something, the master and brother come to Hulala, and when they come here, they need help, but they find that none of them can be used!

He took out the mobile phone in his arms, looked at the only four numbers on it, and couldn't help frowning secretly.

"Zhang Yu is the bitter master, Gao Yaoyao herself is in the village, these two people can't be counted on! Although the director of the branch usually roars fiercely and is also a good hand at surgery, he may not be good at catching ghosts by the onmyoji! As for Shi Shengnan......"

Zhang Xiaoluo has dialed Shi Shengnan's mobile phone from time to time these days, although he has the dirty thoughts of hoping that Shi Shengnan will be counted, he does miss this half-bucket water policewoman who cares a lot about himself.

Zhang Xiaoluo habitually dialed Shi Shengnan's number again, and just when he thought that he still couldn't get through the prompt tone, the phone was connected, but no sound came out.

"I'm in Crockpot Village, I'm in some trouble......"

As soon as he opened his mouth to say a few words, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled bitterly, that's it! Isn't it just a ghost-eating corpse? Done! It's a big deal to find Lao Zhangtou to go back to the furnace!

Zhang Yu waited until sunset to see Zhang Xiaoluo's drooping figure at the gate of the courtyard, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Brother Zhang...... Where did you run this day? You're not here, I'm ...... A little scared! ”

Seeing the faint panic on Zhang Yu's face, Zhang Xiaoluo reached out and patted her shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"I'm going to talk to Chen Detu! By the way, Xiao Yuyu, you come with me! ”

Wang Qi, who was chatting in the east room, couldn't help but sigh when he saw Zhang Xiaoluo taking Zhang Yu's little hand and entering the west room where Zhang Yu lived, and locked the house from the inside.

"Alas, it's good to be young!"

Inside the house, under the dim candlelight, the two stood and sat together, the person standing was slightly embarrassed, and the person sitting lowered his head and said nothing.

"Xiao Yuyu, let my brother take a look...... Yours...... Navel, okay? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo touched his forehead with his hand, most of his face was covered by the shadow of his palm, and stammered to Zhang Yu who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Huh? Brother Zhang, ...... You're bullying me! ”

Zhang Yu didn't realize what Zhang Xiaoluo meant at first, until he saw that Zhang Xiaoluo kept looking at his lower abdomen, his pretty face instantly turned red, and he scolded in a coquettish voice, and his head hung lower.

"I mean, I want to see if there's a ghost mark an inch below your navel!"

If there is no ghost mark under Zhang Yu's umbilicus, it means that she has not yet had a relationship with Chen Dexin, and everything can still be saved. If...... It's not that Zhang Xiaoluo doesn't believe Zhang Yu, but who can say for sure that little girl is now!

Zhang Xiaoluo's explanation made Zhang Yu calm down a little, but he still lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhang Xiaoluo. She slowly stood up from the edge of the bed, her lower abdomen shrinking back, and pulling the belt off her jeans a little.

Fair, delicate, flat, and nothing else.

Zhang Xiaoluo breathed a sigh of relief, since Zhang Yu did not have a round house with Chen Dexin's ghost, he was relieved.

"Have you seen enough? Also look! ”

Zhang Yu suddenly showed a few white teeth, like an angry kitten, and said angrily at Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Xiao Yuyu, you remember to tell Chen Dexin to stay away from that old monster in Chen Detu's house in the past two days!"

Zhang Xiaoluo whispered to Zhang Yu again, and then opened the door and walked out.

At dinner, Zhang Xiaoluo explained a few words to Chen Mingtang, asking him not to let Lu Xilian go to Chen Detu's house to deliver fish in the past few days. Zhang Xiaoluo didn't say it explicitly, but he knew that the old man Chen who was smoking his pipe with his head down understood what he meant.

"In the past few years, I have swallowed dozens of ghosts in Clay Pot Village alone, and I am afraid that I will swallow even more during that time in the city! Then I'll force it to spit it out one by one! ”

After dinner, Zhang Xiaoluo chatted with Gao Yaoyao for a while, after all, the tall and beautiful women came with him, and it was too cold and rude, so he stood up and walked towards the door when the hour was almost right.

"Xiao Luo, where are you going so late? Isn't it guarding in Zhang Yu's sister's house? ”

Gao Yaoyao saw Zhang Xiaoluo walking towards the courtyard door, and couldn't help but ask in a loud voice, but saw Zhang Yu's cheeks on the side slightly red, and hurriedly stopped.

"Go to Chen Deshui's house and fulfill your promise!"

Zhang Xiaoluo once promised Lu Xilian to give Chen Deshui acupuncture to treat madness, and since he promised, he should do it. What's more, he felt that at least tonight, it was not suitable to be alone with Zhang Yu again.

Chen Deshui is also a fortune teller, not to mention being poor for half his life, and he also gave his daughter-in-law a bed that has been warmed for more than eight years, and now he has ended up crazy.

"You said that this Chen Deshui, if he had been soft with his brother and said a few good words, he would not have fallen into what he is now. also let his handsome daughter-in-law let Chen Mingtang's old thing hug him for so many years! If it weren't for the high price given by Chen Detu, I wouldn't have come to this shabby place full of paper people to smell this stench! ”

"No, how can my brother have such a big grudge! Isn't it just who lays the last brick, alas! ”

Two peasant women of about forty years old were sitting in the hall of Chen Deshui's house, chattering without saying a word.

"I don't know if Chen Mingtang is okay, won't he be greedy and can't eat, right? Ha ha! ”

"Looking at Xilian's belly, it seems that there is a possibility of this, ...... another day"

The two peasant women who were pulling their tongues were chatting vigorously, when they suddenly saw Zhang Xiaoluo who walked into the house, hurriedly stopped their mouths and stood up.

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced inside the room and saw Chen Deshui lying on the wooden bed in the east room, with a long saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, shouting indistinctly. His limbs had been bound by thick twine, the other end of which was firmly tied to the leg of the wooden bed.

"That...... He always ran around, and that's why he was tied up, Chen Deshui knew! ”

One of the peasant women saw Zhang Xiaoluo looking at Chen Deshui, who was tied up and unable to move, and hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

"It's hard work for the two sisters-in-law, I'll take care of him tonight, and you guys will come back tomorrow!"

Zhang Xiaoluo raised his legs and stepped over the scattered sorghum stalks at his feet, walked to Chen Deshui's bed, and turned his head to the two women and said.

"Are you...... You're a doctor from the city who came to our village, right? No wonder it's so handsome! Then we'll come back tomorrow! ”

One of the peasant women stood up, praised Zhang Xiaoluo, then pulled up her companion next to her, walked out of the house quickly, and raised her hand and waved it lightly at the side of her nose as she walked.

Zhang Xiaoluo turned around and walked to the door, closed the dilapidated door, picked up the oil lamp on the table and walked to Chen Deshui's bed again, looked at Chen Deshui with crooked eyes, put down the oil lamp, took out a small wooden box from his arms, and sat on the side of Chen Deshui's bed.

"I have been entrusted by others to come and perform needles for you, and I will do my best, and it depends on your own creation to what extent I can recover!"

Zhang Xiaoluo opened the wooden box as he spoke, took out a silver needle, and pierced it on the top of Chen Deshui's head.

Chen Detu has been back in the city for two days. In the past two days, Zhang Xiaoluo gave Chen Deshui an injection again, and Chen Deshui was no longer crazy, but sat at the door of his house all day long, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Zhang Xiaoluo communicated with Gao Yaoyao again, wanting Gao Yaoyao to return to J City first, after all, Gao Yaoyao is now at the helm of a large enterprise. But Gao Yaoyao said that the company was being managed by other executives, and she couldn't help much when she went back, and she would talk to Wei Xun on the phone every day to ask about her father's preparations for the funeral, and she was not in a hurry to go back for a while.

According to Zhang Xiaoluo's instructions, Chen Mingtang no longer arranged for Lu Xilian to go to Chen Detu's house to deliver raw food. In addition to laughing with a few little nurses from the countryside every day, Zhang Xiaoluo wanders around the village, occasionally standing outside Chen Detu's house and listening quietly for a while.

Since Zhang Yu was seen by Zhang Xiaoluo at his navel that day, he rarely took the initiative to talk to Zhang Xiaoluo, but his big eyes with long eyelashes occasionally stared at Zhang Xiaoluo's back for a long time.

The movement in the courtyard of Chen Detu's house has become louder and louder, as if a wild beast is locked in the house, and occasionally there is a low roar, and the sound of tables and chairs being overturned is heard. Fortunately, the villagers of Crockpot Village had already received Chen Mingtang's orders, and they all deliberately avoided the strange Chen Detu family's house.