Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and picked up the small coffin, opened the lid of the coffin, and there was a layer of pale yellow oil stains and a piece of yellow rune paper with words written inside.

"Is the oil stain under this little coffin corpse oil?"

Zhang Fan once heard his parents say that some evil warlocks would look for the newly dead child corpse in order to raise the little ghost, grill the chin of the child corpse with fire, bake out the oil stains and then use a small coffin made of willow wood to receive the corpse oil of the child corpse, and then put it in the coffin with some medium, and burn the charm and chant the incantation for 7749 days, and then the little ghost can be successfully summoned.

Like this method of using the corpse oil of a child corpse and a special charm to raise a little ghost, because it is too vicious and harmful, it will not be used by ordinary people.

In fact, there are people who raise ghosts in many places, but the methods and names of raising ghosts in each place are different, such as the ghosts refined by the wizards of the Maoshan School in China are called the Dharma Protector Spirit Child, and the Thai Warlock is called Kuman Tong, and the witches in Indonesia and Malaysia are called Blood Ghost Infant Spirits.

In the folk, some people often say that they were shot by a yin arrow, and the person who was shot would be inexplicably in pain for a long time, and the yin arrow hurt people was actually done by a little ghost.

In addition to the above few imps, there is an even more powerful imp among the people, and this imp is called Liu Linglang.

It is said that after Liu Linglang was raised, he could sneak into people's homes at midnight and poke people's eyebrows with a paper gun while they were asleep, and the soul of the person who was poked would dissipate and become muddy, and he would die violently in a few days.

"This bedroom is so clean, it should be the reason why the uncle raised a little ghost, the little ghost likes to be clean, even a little dust will be taken away."

"I heard the sound of the dishes falling to the ground just now, and it should be the sound of the little ghost raised by the uncle."

"But why did this little imp make noises a few times to get my attention, shouldn't it?"

Zhang Fan put the small coffin in his hand back into the drawer and walked to the altar, where there was a statue or something, covered by a red cloth.

He stretched out his hand to remove the red cloth, and a biting cold air rushed towards him, and inside was a wooden statue of a boy who looked fierce and angry, as if he was very angry.

At the bottom of the statue, a six-pointed star array was drawn and a rune paper was pressed, Zhang Fan took out the rune paper, and a rune ballad was written on it:

Liu Linglang, Liu Linglang, was born next to the ancient road in the wilderness. I ask you to do it for me, so that you will not be exposed to the wind and frost in the countryside. The sun rises in the east, come to me. Disease!

"Sure enough, it's Liu Linglang!"

After reading the talem, Zhang Fan was about to put the rune paper back at the bottom of the wooden statue, but he was surprised to find that the wooden statue of the boy who was looking at the fierce eyebrows just now looked like an angry boy at this time, and the corners of his mouth were furrowed and his brows were furrowed and pulled down.

Even the woodcarved boy's eyes looked a little wet, as if he was crying.

Zhang Fan was surprised in his heart, he just wanted to reach out and pick up the wooden boy statue to watch, when a cough sound came from behind him:

"Did you find the killer in my room? If not, please leave! ”

The gloomy uncle stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at Zhang Fan coldly.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to retract the hand he had just stretched out, there was no murderer in the uncle's room, although he definitely didn't have any good intentions to raise a little ghost, but it didn't violate the laws of the country, because the country didn't recognize these things at all.

The uncle walked to the alcove and covered the red cloth again, and urged Zhang Fan to leave, when he went out of the bedroom door, Zhang Fan's ears suddenly became hot, as if a voice said in his ear, "Take me away".

Zhang Fan felt strange in his heart, he stopped and looked back, the red cloth covered by the altar seemed to be blown by the wind and fluttered gently.

When Zhang Fan just wanted to find some reason to stay, he was pushed out by his uncle.

As soon as he was pushed out of room 102, the uncle closed the door with him, leaving Zhang Fan standing alone in the dark corridor.

"The earpiece that rang in my ears just now seems to be the little ghost's, but the little ghost was raised by my uncle, why would it ask me to take it away?"

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't think of any clue, and I had no reason to knock on my uncle's door again, so I had no choice but to give up.

"The mystery number is off, where should I go to find him now?"

"Where is he hiding?"

"Where did the old woman with the kitchen knife come from? The talisman money nailed to its head is used by Thai warlocks, is the person who controls it a Thai warlock? If so, what are Thai warlocks doing here? ”

"And what's going on with the man in black in room 101?"

"Forget it, let's go to the hallway and look at the room to see if it's suspicious."

I thought about it as if I was in a mess, and I still didn't come up with anything.

Zhang Fan put those questions behind him and decided to use the stupidest method to eavesdrop in every room.

Every time he walked to the door of a household, he put the eavesdropping watch that Mingfang gave him on the door, and then listened intently.

He held a rebar crowbar in his right hand, and then put his left hand on the door of the house to eavesdrop, like a thief preparing to break the door in the middle of the night.

In this way, one by one listened to it, but each of them did not move at all, and it seemed that they had already fallen asleep.

When Zhang Fan came to the door of room 114 at the other end of the corridor, he still put his watch on the door as before, but before he could lean his head on the watch and listen to the movement, the door of the room opened quietly.

Zhang Fan was startled and looked inside the door, it was pitch black and there was not even a slight point of light, he tried his best to open his eyes but saw nothing, but he felt that there was a pair of vicious eyes staring at him in the darkness.

"It's finally here!"

At this moment, the satchel behind Zhang Fan suddenly hit with a biting cold, which made him shiver.

A strong sense of insecurity welled up in his heart, Zhang Fan took a few steps back away from the door of room 114, then took off the bag and took out a red rag doll from inside.

This red rag doll is the one that Zhang Fan got in the ruins of the northern suburbs, and later he also used this red rag doll costume to pick up Zhang Li's most ghostly spirit.

As soon as he took out the red rag doll from his bag, Zhang Fan found that the rune paper he had pasted on the red rag doll was about to break, and bursts of biting cold air were coming out of the doll.

"Suzu... Bell... Come in, I'll be waiting for you inside. ”

A gentle bell sounded in the middle of a gentle-sounding word, and suddenly rang in Zhang Fan's ears.

Hearing this ringtone, Zhang Fan's heart trembled, and he instantly felt that people were floating a lot lighter, and he looked a little sluggish and stepped away with his feet and wanted to enter room 114.

As soon as he took a few steps, a piercing yin qi spread from his hand, and this cold qi rushed into Zhang Fan's mind in an instant, and he woke up as a spirit-agitating person, and when he looked at it again, he already had one foot in the door of the room.

He quickly retracted his feet and took a few steps back, if it hadn't been for the cold breath that had woken him up just now, he would have entered room 114 in a daze.

"What kind of sound is this, that can get my soul out of my body?"

"I have to be more careful, if I hadn't been woken up by the cold breath of the red rag doll just now, and I entered this room in a daze, it would have been more than lucky!"

Zhang Fan made up his mind, took off the rune paper on the red rag doll, and then clenched the rebar crowbar and looked at the darkness in the door.