The years have worn away the memories to pieces, but there are still some faint fragments that make people look back. The ghost hunting shop has declined, cobwebs are hanging all over the eaves, and the closed shop doors are silently telling people the fact that Zhong Kui is missing.

When autumn comes, the leaves of the trees turn yellow and become curly, and the withered ones hang on the branches, and they may fall down the branches at any time when they are slightly trembling under the blowing of the wind. A child wearing a white filial piety cloth on his head, with tears on his face, walked down the mountain step by step and turned back three times under the leadership of a man with a scumbag on his face.

Her own mother is buried on the mountain, and the man is going to go to work in the city, and the child is his daughter. It was his wife who was buried in the cold tomb, and the child was not his own, but now he was the only relative the child could rely on, and there was no other way but to go with him.

When his wife died and was unconscious, she kept repeating a sentence in her mouth; Give you back a drop of blood...... The child's mother is Xu Qian, and during the time she died, she kept repeating the same dream.

In the dream, there was a painter who drew a picture of two human figures formed by drops of blood. One was quietly erased by the painter, and the other remained permanently until it was weathered by the erosion of the rings of time......

This is the mystery of Xu Qian and her sister's life experience, the divination woman, peeked into their secrets, and finally did not die well. The painter was the short-lived antique shop owner...... He made her and destroyed her...... Because she doesn't belong to this world after all!

The old city was renovated, and the old house where Zhong Kui's family used to live was also within the scope of relocation. Within a few days, several termite-infested houses connected to Crotch Street were removed. As far as the eye can see, the streets that were originally bustling with people are now empty, ruined and broken, and the cold wind licks the dust all over the ground, telling endless desolation and endless saliva stories. People passing by here occasionally have to stop for a short time to reminisce about the once beautiful and famous ghost hunting shop, and the bits and pieces of the owner.

Not far from Zhong Kui's shop, there is a prominent old house. Just as Zhong Kui disappeared from people's sight, the place began to be unpeaceful. It is said that in the middle of the night, there are ghosts! The ghost said that he came out of the old house. There lived a mother and son, an elderly woman and a demented child.

The first to discover the ghost was the construction team stationed in the old mansion, which was allocated by the city to assist in the renovation of the old city of the county. What happened was very weird, and I couldn't help but think that it might be the work of a ghost.

Most of the construction team is men, and there are not many people who believe in ghosts and gods. At first, when I noticed that their food was abnormal, I thought it was the old woman in the house who was playing tricks. But when I looked closely, I found that the old woman was not only blind in her eyes, but also had her ears back, and it was impossible for her to do these things.

They narrowed their suspicions to the evil deeds of the demented child. Because they live here, it is arranged by the county leaders, the houses here are spacious, warm in winter and cool in summer, and very close to the construction site, which is convenient for work, and it is also convenient to occasionally work overtime to pour concrete.

Besides, living here, the mother and son don't seem to have any objections. Despite this, Lao Liu of the construction team still felt that something was wrong, and that demented child always loved to look at him stupidly and laugh. Thick lips, when he grinned, a silky saliva flowed, looking at him smiling like that, his back was cold, it was really oozing!

In the face of such a fool, no one would associate him with that prank! The clothes that wanted to dry in the yard were gone, and their meals were sprinkled with sand and mud. A large tank of water floats yellow and yellow like feces filth, but the pots and dishes are still in the latrine, from the surface, it seems to be naughty and mischievous, think about it, no! This is planned and conspired.

Spontaneously organized by a few slightly intelligent construction workers, they secretly snooped on who was secretly causing trouble. Just when a few of their brothers were lurking in the shadows to secretly peek if anyone had entered their dining hall, after a cold wind blew, a black shadow swept through the door, like a cloud of smoke, more like a cloud of fog. As they were about to take a closer look, the ground was gone, and only the rustle of the roof was heard, like the sound of sand and gravel artificially spilling on the roof.

See this scenario. The brothers who were crouching in the shadows were cold, and they couldn't continue to calm down when nothing happened, yifu! He ran away.

They told the person in charge of the construction team, Lao Liu! To be honest, he had long felt that this place was unusual. Since the workers have observed anomalies, there must be a problem.

Lao Liu: They are all outsiders, and they are not very familiar with the situation here. After several inquiries, I learned that there was a very amazing Mr. Ghost Hunter nearby. As a result, when they hurriedly ran to ask for help, they found that the door of the ghost hunting shop was closed, and they heard that the owner of the shop, the ghost hunter, had long since disappeared.

Xiao Ming didn't believe that the master disappeared so inexplicably, he felt that the master must be in a corner of the county seat. It will not come out easily until the critical moment.

Regarding the affairs of Master and Xu Qian, he is powerless, and his family has such a heavy burden. There are old and young, and there are younger brothers and sisters who have not been explained, even if they want to manage it, they can't manage it. So I turned a blind eye and was relieved to learn that Master's daughter and stepfather had gone to the city. The city is a paradise in the eyes of rural people, that land, that day, that scene, are so desirable, lingering, as if the ground is full of gold, so that they are envious in the countryside.

The little junior sister went to the city to live a good life, and Xiao Ming smiled with relief. Silently wishing her in the future growth stage, smooth and smooth, and more beautiful than her mother.

He was picked up by Lao Liu of the construction team in a car after a busy road in the field.

If you say that you look at feng shui, he is still proficient, and if you call him to catch ghosts, he sighs that he is not as heroic as the master back then. The only thing he could do was to take out some of the furs taught by Master and try them out.

A peachwood sword was hung above the door frame of the old house, sprinkled with black dog blood, and when there was no rut in the end, the woman's big pants after giving birth were dried at the door. After all this was done, Xiao Ming didn't dare to guarantee that this place would not be haunted in the future, so he hurried home and continued to be busy with farm work.

But the next events were even more jaw-dropping. More than a dozen chickens of all sizes in captivity in the old house were used to prepare for migrant workers who could not go home for the Spring Festival, but they were killed overnight for no reason and discarded in the latrine.

Things seemed to be getting worse and worse, and there were migrant workers' clothes torn to pieces overnight and hanging on the branches of the dam in the courtyard of the house. When blown by the wind, it flutters and trembles, like rotten leaves full of trees.

Some migrant workers were scared, whispered, and planned to leave here.

The construction period is very tight, and once the migrant workers leave, the construction site has no vitality. The progress of the entire project is about to be paralyzed, which can make Lao Liu anxious. In desperation, he heard that there was a Zhong Kui temple in Donghua Village, which was very effective and responsive.

I prepared a bottle of two pot heads, a bag of peanuts, half a catty of dry pot beans, and went to Zhong Kui Temple.

Zhong Kui Temple, because of the incident that the villagers were in an emergency, gathered here to be saved. Later, the incense burned here continuously, and people often came here to sweep the dead leaves, which at first glance looked quite clean.

In the past, there was no one here, and when I came to this more remote area, my heart was not very steady, so Lao Liu also called a small worker Li Xiang. When Xiao Gong Li entered, he first saw a sloppy homeless man, sleeping upside down under the statue of Zhong Kui, which everyone admired.