Hit! ”

Looking at the strange smile on that little face, a thought rose in my heart, but my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally I fell asleep.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the fat man across from me, tied to a chair with his head drooping and looking listless.

"Brother, are you awake?"

When he woke up, he had a happy look on his face.

"Where are we?"

I shook my head and realized that I was also tied to an iron chair, so I surveyed my surroundings.

It was a basement with bare, putty-free concrete walls on all sides, a dim light bulb hanging overhead, and a polished shiny iron table between me and the fat man.

In the corner of the wall on the left is an offering table, and it is not clear what it is enshrined, and the offering table is covered with a red cloth. Covering the idol.

The exit was on the right, and there was an upward ladder, and there was a small slit in the basement cover, from which there was a sound of sharpening knives.

"Maybe it's still at Zhang Ping's house!" The fat man said with a sad face.

"Nobody came down to take care of us?" I asked.

"Nope!"

The fat man shook his head, "I screamed for more than half an hour, and my voice was hoarse." Not even a figure! ”

I looked towards the exit, but there was no sound from above except for the sound of grinding knives.

I shook my head again, still didn't understand what was going on this time, and said to the fat man: "Do you know Zhang Ping's details?" ”

"Yes!"

The fat man began to vomit bitterness: "Zhang Ping is a left-behind woman. Usually taking care of the children at home, her husband drives a big car outside, and the mail is paid monthly. In October last year, Zhang Ping's mother died, and I handled it in the future, a very reasonable woman, who knew that she would make such a fuss? ”

I shook my body, changed my position, and said nothing else, but that this cellar could not be dug in a day.

The ground was covered with cement slabs, and there were dark red stains in a few places, which could be seen to be blood stains.

The iron table in front of me and the fat man looked bright, but the faint smell of blood reminded us that there had been deaths on it.

How could an ordinary middle-aged woman do these things?

And the little girl, the sneer on the corner of her mouth shows that all this is intentional.

In any case, now it is the swords of man and I for the fish, the black skin has been taken away, and we have no means to fight back.

Another thing I could feel was that there was a pair of eyes staring at me, and the direction was coming from the offering table.

Just then, the exit barrier was pulled open, and a woman climbed down the escalator.

The woman's dress is very simple, with an apron around her waist, and a polished pig-killing knife in her hand, it is Zhang Ping.

"Sister Zhang, we have no grudges or grudges, this time Yuanyuan had an accident, and I also called my brother here, so you are like this to us?" The fat man opened his mouth.

Zhang Ping didn't even look at the fat man, walked straight to the offering table, his knees weakened, he knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together and clasped the pig-killing knife in his palm, and whispered something.

The voice was too low for me to hear clearly, but looking at Zhang Ping's pious face, I knew that I was going to suffer today.

Zhang Ping thought for a while, stopped, tilted her ears sideways to make a listening posture, and nodded from time to time, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a weird smile. Just like her daughter Liu Yuanyuan.

After a while, Zhang Ping got up, carried a knife and came straight to me, looking at me incessantly, as if looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

"Zhang Ping, what the fuck are you going to do?" The plate's face changed, and he struggled violently.

Zhang Ping seemed to shield the fat man, ignoring him at all, still looking at me with that kind of gaze, and touching his hand.

Neck, chest, ribs, Zhang Ping is not touching again, but measuring the size, and the other hand is holding the knife and gesturing, as if thinking about where to go with the knife.

"I'm a muddy horse!"

The fat man went crazy, struggling more and more violently, the rope was sunken inward, sinking into his fat body, and his neck was grinding out blood marks.

After measuring for a while, Zhang Ping seemed to have figured out where to go with the knife, and the pig-killing knife pierced my collarbone.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for you! ”

The fat man shouted like crazy, and the fat body jumped up and down, but it was useless.

The chair was iron, welded to the ground, and the struggle did nothing.

Just as the knife was about to pierce my body, Zhang Ping froze. The fat man no longer struggled, but looked behind me in a daze.

I immediately understood that the wedding dress appeared.

A pale hand reached out from behind me, passed through the pig-killing knife, and grabbed Zhang Ping's neck.

The palm of his hand slowly tightened, and Zhang Ping rose from the ground. The eyes bulged outward, the tongue spit out, and the green tendons on the neck bulged one by one.

The next moment, with a click, Zhang Ping's neck was crooked and out of breath. The pale hand let go, and Zhang Ping fell limply to the ground.

Before it was over, the wedding dress floated off me, and a nice ding-dong sound echoed through the basement.

I watched all this in amazement, as if it was the second time the wedding dress had come off me.

The fat man and I had similar expressions, and they also looked at the wedding dress with a surprised expression.

Float to the offering table. The wedding dress stopped and looked at the red cloth fixedly.

After staring at it for a while, the wedding dress reached out again and grabbed the red cloth.

The moment it touched the red cloth, there was a crisp sound from the things underneath the red cloth, and the entire offering table collapsed. There was a thud.

The wedding dress withdrew its hand and did not move, its eyes still fixed on the collapsed offering table.

"Click!"

After a few moments, there was another crisp sound, and the statue covered in red cloth completely collapsed.

The wedding dress turned around and floated back. It fell back on my back and vanished.

The fat man opened his mouth wide, slowed down for a long time before closing, and said in a daze: "Brother, is it so awesome?" ”

I ignored him and looked at the offering table. What's underneath that red cloth?

Zhang Ping prayed, he must have received an order, so he came back to kill me.

In the past, the wedding dress made the first move, and the offering table collapsed, which was to defeat the idol under the red cloth. The second time is to make the idol admit defeat and automatically destroy the idol.

The result was clear, the wedding dress won.

"Brother, why don't we get out?"

The fat man suddenly wailed.

I was stunned for a moment, but came back to my senses, yes, how about we get out.

The wedding dress killed Zhang Ping, but it didn't untie the rope tied to our bodies, and the fat man and I still couldn't get out.

If this continues, it won't be long before the fat man and I will be trapped here.

"That's right. Isn't there Su Yuanyuan? Where did Su Yuanyuan go? The fat man shouted again.

"Come on, save some effort!"

I glanced at the entrance, the baffle was closed, shouting here, it was useless, as for Su Yuanyuan. If I'm not mistaken, it's likely that she was killed by the wedding dress a long time ago.

The fat man was silent, drooped his head, and muttered, "What about my Ling'er?" ”

I'm too lazy to talk to him, and it's important to save energy now.

Maybe an hour passed, maybe two hours passed. The exit barrier was suddenly pulled open, and a woman in an old-fashioned blue cloth shirt with an earthen basket between her arms climbed down.

"Who?" The fat man came to his senses, staring at the woman with bright eyes.

"Long Po?"

I'm a little surprised, why did she come?

"It's an old woman!"

Long Po smiled at me, her burnt skin tugging slightly. Straight up to me, took a pair of scissors from the basket, cut the rope, and as for the fat man, she ignored it.

After loosening the tie, I picked up the pig-killing knife, cut the rope from the fat man's body, and immediately went to the collapsed offering table and lifted the red cloth.

Under the red cloth, there is a broken statue, the statue can no longer see its original appearance, but there is one thing, which is very well preserved, it is a string of gray bone chains.

I reached out and picked up the bone chain, and the tentacles felt strange, round and cold, giving people a chilling feeling.

"This is the human bone law chain, a total of eighteen. Made from the heart of a baby's eyebrows! Long Po came to me and said in a flat tone.

"What did you say?" I jerked my head sideways, feeling that the bone chain on my hand was a little hot, and I subconsciously wanted to throw it out.

"A chain of bones, nothing strange!" Long Po still has the same gloomy face that has not changed for ten thousand years, and took the bone chain from my hand. said: "It's a pity, it's already scrapped!" ”

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