Zhang Fan wanted to smash the kitchen knife in the old woman's hand with a stick, but the old woman was hit by the stick and felt completely unconscious, so he was in a hurry and could only retreat continuously.

When he retreated to Sister-in-law Xu, who was still gnawing at the dead body in black, the old woman gave up cutting him with a kitchen knife and went to cut Sister-in-law Xu instead.

Sister-in-law Xu, who was lying on the corpse and gnawing with all her heart, stopped biting after being chopped several times by the old woman, she turned her head to look at the old woman, and the dark black blood at the corner of her mouth was still falling drop by drop.

The old woman looked at Sister-in-law Xu, and the knife in her hand did not stop, directly chopping at Sister-in-law Xu's neck who had just turned her head to look at it.

With a "poof", Sister-in-law Xu stretched out her finger claws, inserted the old woman's kitchen knife into its chest when it was just raised, and then pulled out a large cloud of gray and black things.

Zhang Fan took a closer look, and the large black thing seemed to be the organs of the human body, and the blackening was because those organs were moldy, and there was an unpleasant smell.

"Controlling this kind of old corpse as evil, so that the deceased cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation, isn't this person afraid of hurting the heavens and suffering retribution?"

After the old woman's chest was pierced by Sister-in-law Xu's nails, the kitchen knife in her hand did not stop, and it was still chopped on Sister-in-law Xu's neck.

This surprised Zhang Fan. The man in black just now, but after being grabbed out of his heart by Sister-in-law Xu's fingers, he had lost his ability to resist, but he didn't expect this old woman to be pierced through her chest as if nothing happened.

After Sister-in-law Xu was chopped by this knife, her body became much more transparent, and it looked like she had a phantom.

"Damn, this old woman is very evil, who is the person who controls it? This man should not be simple! ”

"We can't let it continue to cut down, but this old woman is not afraid of ordinary attacks at all, so we must quickly find out its weaknesses"

"The soul fixing talisman money on its skull should be the center that controls it, remove the dark red nail on its skull, and let the copper coin on its skull fall, it should be able to break the evil magic of the person who is secretly manipulating!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan did not hesitate, smashed the old woman with a stick and bent down a lot, and then pounced on the old woman's back, holding its neck with one hand, and touching the iron nail on its head with the other hand and pulling it out forcefully.

The iron nail pulled out the copper coin and fell, and the old woman was like a deflated ball, and the whole person was paralyzed.

The copper coin that fell to the ground was buzzing at this time, Zhang Fan bent down and picked up the copper coin, and the copper coin was still trembling, as if there was an inexplicable force driving it.

Zhang Fan used his dark strength to control the shaking copper coin, the money was engraved with several Thai characters, Zhang Fan had been in contact with Thai talismans, so he knew that the words engraved on the copper coin were the runes often used by Thai psychics.

"Could it be that the one controlling this old corpse is a Thai psychic?"

"The user of the mystery number will be Thai?"

"It doesn't matter who controls it, it's not a good person anyway, I have to be careful!"

After thinking for a while, without a clue, Zhang Fan stuffed the copper coin into his pocket, and then took out the mirror and took it back to Sister-in-law Xu.

After a careful look at the room, it was covered with dust, and it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

In the unnatural death incident in the Hexie community sent to him by Ming Fang, there was an unnatural death who lived in this room, perhaps because no one had come to live in this house for a long time.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to search the room, suddenly there was a slight sound in his ears like dishes falling to the ground, although the sound was very slight, but he heard it clearly, the sound was coming from next door.

"Next door is room 102, which is the room where the uncle who sells cigarettes at the entrance of Bailu Village lives, how can there be noise in his room so late?"

"There are many suspicious places about this uncle, whether he is related to the mysterious number or not, you have to check him!"

Out of room 101, he knocked on the door of room 102, but no one answered.

"Anyone?"

"Uncle, please open the door, I know you're inside!"

knocked a few times, but there was still no one in there to answer him.

"There must be someone in there, why shouldn't he want me?"

"Whatever it is, pry the door open first!"

Zhang Fan took a crowbar and reached in along the crack in the door, but just as he was about to exert force, the door opened a gap from the inside:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Uncle, I'll ask you something!"

"I don't know you, please leave immediately!"

Just when the uncle was about to close the door, there was a sound like dishes falling to the ground, this voice Zhang Fan heard clearly, he used a crowbar to block the iron door that wanted to close:

"Uncle, is there anyone in your house?"

"No, you heard me wrong!"

Zhang Fan didn't say a word, stretched out his hand to open the door with a big crack, and then forcibly squeezed his body in.

"Young man, nosy people don't usually live long!"

"Uncle, I'll open the skylight with you today and talk to me, I'm looking for a murderer, and I won't leave if I don't let me see it."

"Now that the doors are in, then you go to the room yourself and see if there are any murderers!"

Zhang Fan was not polite, and walked straight to the inner bedroom, and when he entered the bedroom, he saw that there was a table, a bed, a cabinet, and a niche inside. There were three sticks of sandalwood lit on the stage, and a red cloth covered with something that was probably a statue or something.

The whole bedroom was clean and clean, and there was no one in it. Zhang Fan was puzzled, and went to the kitchen and bathroom again, but still didn't see anyone.

However, there were some white rice and two broken porcelain bowls on the ground in the kitchen, looking at the white rice and porcelain pieces scattered all over the ground, Zhang Fan felt that something was wrong:

"The bowls on the ground are obviously broken, one of them was broken when the uncle was at the door just now, there must be other people in this room!"

"There is no one in the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, and the bedroom is also seen, is it hidden under the bed or in the cabinet in the bedroom?"

"Go out and test the uncle and see how he reacts."

Returning to the living room from the kitchen, Zhang Fan looked at the uncle:

"Uncle, Sister-in-law Xu from the Bailu Village Hotel is very familiar with you, right?"

"I know, I'm not very familiar."

"Uncle, have you heard of the Painted Skin Association?"

"Haven't heard of it!"

After asking a few words, the uncle's face was unwavering, and he couldn't see any reaction.

"Uncle, can I go to your bedroom again?"

"No problem, just look at it!"

Somehow, the uncle's face is calm now, which is very different from when he stopped Zhang Fan at the door just now.

Entering the uncle's bedroom again, Zhang Fan first squatted down to inspect the bottom of the bed, which was very clean, without even a speck of dust.

"No matter how clean the bed of ordinary people is, it is impossible to have no dust at all, even if there is a person who has a habit of cleanliness, he can't do it without dust under the bed, and the uncle doesn't look like a person with a habit of cleanliness, how can the bed be so clean?"

With a stomach full of questions, Zhang Fan got up and opened the cabinet, the clothes inside were stacked neatly, and there were several drawers underneath.

Seeing that the uncle did not follow into the bedroom, Zhang Fan reached out and pulled the drawer open, and there was a layer of red cloth in the drawer, on which was placed a small wooden coffin more than a foot long.