Chapter 220 The Fallen Songjia Village

Walking to the puppet Chen Jianming, Xu Que directly scattered the remaining body of the puppet, then collected it and threw it into the trunk of the car.

"Chen Jianming's wish before his death was to be buried with his fiancée, and this wish should be fulfilled for him."

got into the car and returned to Uncle Song Fangfang's house.

Song Fangfang went up to talk to Song Jianlin about the matter, and Song Jianlin couldn't believe it at first.

Then Song Fangfang took him home, and when he saw the mutilated puppet limbs of his grandfather and Zhou Xiaohong, he believed it.

"I didn't expect that Yang Juan to be so ruthless." Song Jianlin sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Song Fangfang called.

It turned out that just now, several relatives in the village suddenly fell to the ground, and there were seven of them, and after being helped up, they found that they were all dead.

The dead are basically old people who live alone at home, and the bodies have been gathered in the ancestral hall of the Song family to prepare for collective cremation.

"These people should be people who have already been killed by Yang Juan, and Yang Juan made them into puppets, just like your grandfather."

Hearing the news, Xu Que immediately said to Song Fangfang.

Next, Song Jianlin didn't sleep all night, contacted the police, and told him what happened.

At Xu Que's request, Song Jianlin did not say that the house was burned down by Xu Que, but said that when Xu Que and Song Fangfang rushed there, Chen Jianlin had already driven the car and crashed over.

The next day, Xu Que and Song Fangfang collected the stumps of Chen Jianming and his fiancée and cremated them all.

Then all the ashes were buried in the collective cemetery in Songjia Village.

In this way, it can be regarded as fulfilling Chen Jianming's last wish and burying them together.

After that, the police sent the survivors out of Songjia Village after a strict inspection.

Then Xu Que got the news that Songjia Village might be closed forever.

All the houses here will be destroyed and massive redwood trees will be planted.

According to Xiaoxue, the redwood tree belongs to yang and has the effect of controlling yin qi.

Come to think of it, this method should be proposed by a master.

On the way, sitting in Song Fangfang's car, Xu Que looked back at Songjia Village, which was getting farther and farther away, and sighed: "This time, a lot of people from your Song family have died, right?" ”

"Well, it's a lot, Xu Que, fortunately there are you this time."

Song Fangfang turned her head and looked, "There's a question, can you really see the hell?" Chen Jianming and my cousin died, where did their souls go? ”

"They were killed by Yang Juan's puppet, in fact, the puppet is just an object, the real execution, it is Yang Juan herself, after they die, your cousin should go down, as for Chen Jianming, it should only go down last night."

These are all things that Xiaoxue said to him, and Xu Que doesn't know if it's true or not.

But come to think of it, Xiaoxue won't lie to him.

"Do you think they'll meet?"

"I don't know."

Xu Que looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed, "The grievances of several generations are only over today, sometimes, hatred not only turns people into demons, but also makes ghosts and evil ghosts......"

"But why is it only 99 percent complete?"

………………

On the path leading to the Songjia Cemetery in Songjia Village, a dirty, eight-year-old child walked towards his home in frustration.

He was looking for his puppy, who was only a full moon and disappeared without paying attention.

He had been looking for it all morning, and he was very anxious, because in the morning his parents had told him that they might have to move and move to the city.

This place is uninhabitable.

At this time, he saw a small fire under a tree, and something was lying on it.

Much like his little paparazzi.

He quickly ran over and took a closer look, and it was actually a puppet doll.

This doll is the doll that Xu Que and Chen Jianming burned on the side of the road.

Although the doll is scorched black, it is not very good-looking.

But the children of poor families do not count so much, he has few toys since he was a child, and his only playmate is the little paparazzi.

Now he sees a puppet doll, and he is so happy.

Pick it up, walk to the side of the creek, and wash it.

The puppet doll is clean except for the clothes that are a little dirty.

"It's so cute."

As the child spoke, a little paparazzi came out of the haystack with a howl.

Then he frantically shouted at the puppet.

"Wangcai, I'm looking for you, don't call blindly."

The child walked over, reprimanded the paparazzi, and then led the paparazzi towards home.

He was an obedient child, and his parents told him that they were going home before noon and that they were going to get out of here.

Under the sun, a child led a paparazzi and a puppet doll and walked towards home.

What the child didn't notice was that the puppet doll's eyes turned backwards............

Then, as he walked, the child sang a nursery rhyme from the village:

"Be careful of Yang Juan's gaze, she has no children, only dolls, if you see her in your sleep, remember not to scream......"

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Huhai City.

After Xu Que and Song Fangfang entered the city, it was already night.

It's raining here.

Xu Que was almost sleeping all the way, after all, he barely slept all night last night.

After entering the city, Xu Que woke up in a daze, glanced at Song Fangfang in surprise, and sighed in his heart that Song Fangfang was not tired.

"Aren't you tired? I didn't sleep all night last night, and I drove it for so long today? ”

Xu Que helped his body and stretched.

"I'm used to it, sometimes I have to be busy until late on a business trip, and I have to rush back to the company the next day."

"It's really hard enough, I'm afraid some men are not as good as you." Xu Que sighed.

"No way, my dad is just my daughter, if I don't work harder, how can I reassure him?" Song Fangfang said slightly tiredly.

Afterwards, Song Fangfang drove towards the Fierce Ghost Building.

"It's so late, let's have a meal together." Xu Que said.

"Well, okay."

The two didn't say much, and finally, the car stopped in the commercial street not far from the Ghost Building.

After getting out of the car, the two walked down the street.

The rain had almost stopped, and the streets were damp with not many pedestrians.

"What do you want to eat?" Xu Que asked embarrassedly.

He found that when he was with girls, he really didn't know how to chat, because he didn't know what to talk about.

If you have to talk about it, it seems that I am better at talking about ghost stories now.

But the problem is, this black light is blinding, and it is definitely not okay to talk about ghost stories.

"Eat as much as you want."

"Alright then, let's eat...... My favorite food! Xu Que took Song Fangfang along the road.

Finally, Xu Que stopped at the door of an Italian restaurant.

Song Fangfang was overjoyed and asked, "Do you want to eat here?" It just so happens that I have VIP. ”

"VIP? What a coincidence, I have it too."

Saying that, Xu Que walked towards the self-service hot pot opposite the Italian restaurant, "I can get a discount, there are forty-nine people, if I go, it will be two yuan cheaper." ”

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