As soon as I heard Wang Muyang's words, I secretly scolded that it was not good, and I didn't care about anything else, I just wanted to kill You Shusong as soon as possible, and I was about to speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, I was a little confused, I... I... I noticed that there was like a palm on my lips, covering me so tightly that I couldn't speak.

I'm in a hurry, what kind of situation is this, as long as I say a few more words, this You Shusong will definitely commit suicide, but he fell off the chain at this critical moment.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that there was no one else beside me, and Na Shusong looked at me with a blank expression, his hands perpendicular to the sides of his legs.

Made, hell alive, under the scorching sun, how could this happen.

Isn't it a ghost?

No, in broad daylight, where did the ghosts and gods come from?

I reached out and touched my lips, and I could clearly feel a cool air covering them, and I tried my lips, but I found that my lips couldn't move at all.

I panicked, if this continues, that You Shusong will definitely be able to get out of the illusion, and if he wants to kill him again, it will be very difficult to enter the heavens.

Just when I was stunned, I was full of excitement, and when I looked up, Wang Muyang carried a bucket of water and poured it on Youshusong's head.

In an instant, You Shusong's originally dull gaze became extremely sharp, and he muttered, "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I felt that the whole world had collapsed, and I finally had the opportunity to kill him, but I had a miscarriage like this.

Monco, I... I... I'm sorry for you!

I roared hysterically inwardly, staring at the book pine with a fierce look, and at this moment, I had an idea in my head, desperate to kill him.

"Chen Jiu! Sorry ha! Excuse me a good thing. Wang Muyang smiled at me, put the barrel on the side, and asked You Shusong a few more words, generally concerned about whether You Shusong was okay.

At this moment, Wang Muyang's expression changed, he frowned, stared at me directly, and said suspiciously: "Chen Jiu, you raise ghosts?" ”

I didn't understand what he meant, and I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound.

"Got it!" That Wang Muyang nodded thoughtfully, and as soon as he grabbed You Shusong, he prepared to go back to the hall.

Looking at their backs, I don't know why, I suddenly felt that I was alive as a joke, I thought it would all be as I expected, but I didn't know, but it went wrong halfway, and this huge sense of disparity made me look very tired.

"Why!" I roared.

Strangely, the voice roared out, and all of them looked at me, looking at me like a neurotic.

"Brother Jiu!"

At this moment, Yang Yan rushed over, looked down, frowned, helped me up, and shouted to You Tian: "Quick, take the first aid kit!" ”

"No need!" Perhaps because of the excessive bleeding, my voice was a little weak.

"Brother Jiu!" Then Yang Yan yelled at me, "If you do this again, you will die!" ”

I smiled slightly, looked at him, and said weakly, "Did you just fall into a hallucination!" ”

He nodded, stopped talking, and helped me to leave.

To be honest, I thought this was the end of the matter, but what happened next can only be described as incredible, and it is this thing that makes me believe that justice is in the hearts of the people, not that it is not not repaid, but the time has not come, once the time comes, grievances have their own heavenly punishment, no, it should be said that grievances have their own 'God' punishment.

Getting back to the point, I was talking to Yang Yan here, but there was a scream from the hall side, and when I looked up, I found that Wang Muyang, You Shusong and those ruffians were staring at the door of the hall with wide eyes one by one, their faces were full of panic, even Wang Muyang was frowning, as for the villagers in Shanghe Village, they had already dispersed, leaving only screams.

On the other hand, Feng Cao Yushun and the others knelt on the ground one by one and kept bowing to the door of the hall.

This made me puzzled fiercely, followed their eyes and looked at the door of the hall, I was stunned, completely stunned, layers of goosebumps sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, all popping up, this... This... What the hell!

I saw that there was a person standing at the door of the hall, that person was dressed in a shroud, his eyes were dull, he raised his hand and pointed at You Shusong, it was Song Guangliang, who had been dead for several days, he spoke to the You Shusong, "You, damn it!" ”

Listening to this voice, I have a familiar feeling, I feel that this voice seems to have been heard somewhere, and I can't tell it for a while, and more importantly, this voice is not a male voice, but a relatively neutral voice, like a woman's voice, and like a man's voice, which is extremely dull and cold, so that people can't hear any emotional color.

Even so, I could hear that the sound was somewhat familiar.

As soon as I found out about this situation, I hurriedly asked Yang Yan to help me over.

Yang Yan was stunned for a while, a lot of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ninth brother, all... All... It's all cheating, do we really want to go over? ”

I snorted, "I hope it's a real corpse!" ”

As I spoke, I urged Yang Yan again.

He thought for a moment, and as if he had made up his mind, he helped me towards the door of the hall.

When we arrived at the door of the hall, I glanced into the hall and found that Han Jingui was squatting on the edge of the coffin, his eyes glazed and his face solemn, presumably in a fantasy and had not yet come out.

I originally wanted people to get Han Jingui out, thinking that there were ghost flowers in the hall, if I rushed in, it would be easy to fall into the illusion, so I suppressed the doubts in my heart, and planned to see the deceased first, as for Han Jingui, let him stay in the hall for a while first, there should be no problem.

The most important point is that my relationship with Han Jingui has not been pierced yet, and if I get him out like this, it will be easy for Wang Muyang to be suspicious.

To put it bluntly, I still hold on to the hope of revenge.

So, I took a deep breath, withdrew my gaze, and looked at the deceased, and at this glance, my doubts became heavier, and I felt more and more familiar with the movements of this corpse.

"Who are you?" That Wang Muyang stared at the deceased and said in a deep voice.

"You, damn it!" The deceased didn't seem to be able to hear Wang Muyang's voice, he still did the same as before, pointed at You Shusong with one hand, and said without emotion.

"Made, don't pretend to be a ghost, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

As he spoke, the book walked towards the deceased.

Before he could walk up to the deceased, the deceased pointed at You Shusong again, "You, damn it!" ”

"Grass..."

Before Nima could spit out the two words, his voice stopped abruptly, and then, Na Yushu's face was painful, his eyes bulged out, his whole body trembled, and his limbs shook violently.

"It's not good, it's a ghost, everyone run!" That Wang Muyang screamed, how could he have an ordinary demeanor, just run away, as for the people behind him, they ran towards the outside of the village one by one, for fear that if they ran slowly, they would be in trouble.

As soon as I heard the three ghost sounds, I was especially scared, and hurriedly asked Yang Yan and them to run. (To be continued.) )