As soon as Guo Fatzi's words came out, all of them looked behind me, staring at my back in panic and horror, and You Tianming said in a trembling voice: "Nine... Nine... Brother Jiu, you have something behind you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Now, I was a little curious, so I asked him, "What is it?"

He trilled, "Yes... There are blood marks! ”

"Bloodprint?" I muttered, reached out and touched my back, my hand was wet, sticky, like some kind of liquid, and when I got it to the front of me, it was blood, and this blood had a strong rancid smell, especially when it touched the bloody fingers, there was a faint itching sensation.

"Where did the blood come from?" I asked You Tianming.

He didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone, took a photo of my back, and handed it to me, "Brother Jiu, look! ”

I took his phone and saw that it was a bright red palm print.

Hell, I've been tinkering with the tent just now, where did the bloody handprints come from, and more importantly, none of us were hurt, where did this blood come from?

Just when I was stunned, the old man brought by Yang Dalong screamed, "Oh my God, it's a blood beast, a blood beast has come to ask for his life." ”

Hearing this, I really wanted to laugh, what kind of society is it, even such a thing as a blood beast can be pulled out, so I asked him why.

The old man trembled, shook his head vigorously, and did not speak.

I glanced at You Tianming and them, and You Tianming said, "Old man, we are all outsiders, you know what to say, I have five hundred yuan, which is considered to be your labor fee!" ”

As he spoke, he took out five hundred dollars and handed it to the old man.

I didn't know what the old man was thinking, but as soon as he opened the money, he said, "Young man, you are trying to kill the old man!" ”

With that, he turned and left.

This made us anxious, I felt that all this was too weird, and we were about to pull the old man to persuade him, where did I know, the fat man Guo rushed over, grabbed the old man, and raised his fist, "Old guy, if you are making a fool of yourself here, believe it or not, the fat man will beat you to death." ”

When the old man heard this, his neck shrank, he looked up at Guo Fatzi, and stared at us for a while, never speaking.

"Old man, with this money, it's also a good thing to add a few clothes to your grandson!" That You Tianming leaned over.

"Say it or not, don't say that the fat man flayed you alive!" The fat man pretended to be murderous and came up with such a sentence.

Watching their movements, I was also very drunk, one of these two sang white face, the other sang black face, and they were so desperate that they stood on the side and didn't speak.

"You... You... You will be punished! The old man glanced timidly at Guo Fatzi and said.

"Before you get retribution, kill you old fellow, do you believe it or not?" The fat man raised his hand and was about to smash it down with a punch, You Tianming grabbed his arm and reproached: "Dead fat man, why are you beating him, in case the old man is willing to say it, it's not too late to do it when he doesn't want to say it!" ”

As he spoke, You Tianming turned his head and looked at the old man, "Old man, my friend has a bad temper, and you still take the five hundred yuan, so as not to hurt the harmony." ”

The old man stared at the two of them for a long moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing this, I secretly said that there was a play, so I gave Guo Fatzi a look.

The fat man Guo came to his senses, raised his fist again, didn't speak, and looked at the old man's temple, and was about to smash it, I hurriedly leaned over, protected the old man's head, and scolded Guo Fatty, "Dead fatty, have you forgotten what happened last time in Aozi Village, that time you killed an old man with a punch, if it weren't for your uncle's relationship in the city, you would have been shot a long time ago." ”

I said this in order to intimidate the old man, one is to imply that the old man has killed someone, and he is still an old man, and the other is to imply that the old man has someone in Guo Fatzi's family, and there is no need to pay for his life if he is killed.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man heard my words, he hurriedly leaned towards me, "I said, I said!" ”

Hearing this, the fat man secretly gave me a thumbs up, I knew what he meant, I praised me for my good cowhide.

Well, bragging?

Then, I asked Guo Fatzi to stand far away, while I walked to the side with the old man.

Perhaps it was the old man's heart that had been cast on him by what he had just said, and he glanced up at me, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and asked me in a low voice, "Did your friend really kill someone?" ”

I hummed softly and asked him straight to the point, "You said earlier, what's the matter with the beast being held down there?" ”

He glanced timidly at the stone statue, and said in a trembling voice: "About a year ago, the old man and his wife passed by the stone statue and heard the roar of a wild beast underground, like a wolf howl. Only... and died. ”

So weird?

Died as soon as you heard that so-called wolf howl?

Isn't that wicked? I asked him, "How did you die?" ”

"Peel!"

When he said these two words, his voice trembled very violently, as if he thought of something extremely terrifying.

As soon as I heard the word skinning, I subconsciously thought of the human skin coffin, so I asked him, "What happened later?" ”

He took a deep breath, glanced in the previous direction again, and said in a trembling voice: "Later, about three months later, the old man and another person passed by that place in the same way, and heard that strange sound again, and the next day the first person died again, and the way of death was still skinning!" ”

Hearing this, I wondered more and more whether there was some kind of connection between wolf howls, skinning, stone statues, and cemeteries.

After thinking for a while, I asked him, "Why are you okay?" ”

Speaking of this, a kind of pride flashed on the old man's face, and his voice couldn't help but be a little higher, "Because I'm a carpenter!" ”

Well?

Carpenter?

What is different about carpenters and ordinary people?

The old man seemed to see my doubts and explained: "The carpenter is a representative of the craftsman, and in ancient times he was regarded as a god, especially the Luban ruler and the ink bucket, the Lu Ban ruler symbolizes the ancestor Lu Ban, and the ink bucket is something that some evil things are afraid of, because this ink fountain concentrates the wisdom of human beings, and finally, we carpenters, we have a sense of arrogance, and some evil things are most afraid of carpenters like us." ”

Hearing him say this, I nodded thoughtfully, my father seemed to have said something similar before, saying that ghosts and gods are the most afraid of several people, among which carpenters are the first.

Wait, what does he mean by that, the so-called evil creature is afraid of him, and it didn't kill him this time? Impossible! So I asked him, "Are you sure you survived because of this?" ”

He smiled, "Young man, don't underestimate the carpenter! ”

After speaking, he took out a Luban ruler from his body and raised it beside me, and continued: "This Luban ruler is more effective than those Taoist talismans, if you don't believe it, when you walk at night, hang a Luban ruler on your waist, and I will keep you safe." (To be continued.) )