Wu Zheng took two steps forward and replied: "Uncle, we are passing by here, the weather outside is not good, and it looks like it is going to rain, so come in and hide, observe, if it doesn't rain for a while, we will leave, and we won't delay you for too long." ”

While speaking, Wu Zheng took out a flashlight, turned it on, emitted a strong light, and began to observe the layout on the stage.

Wu Zheng found that the furnishings of this stage were very simple, there were no singing utensils, but there was a wooden cabinet against the wall, an iron bed, and a few broken chairs, and the sheets on the bed were dirty, like the residence of a homeless man.

Look at the back of the stage, there is a door hole on the left and right, there is no door, this is the standard configuration of the stage, through the back of the door is the place where the actors dress up and change clothes, but listen carefully, there is a trace of noise from the door hole.

Wu Zheng walked closer to the doorway, wanting to see what was strange behind him, so he heard the old man cough dryly, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing?" At such a young age, so unruly? ”

Wu Zheng stopped and turned around, pretending to be embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, uncle, I drank too much water and had a little urgency, I thought there was a toilet in the back." ”

The old man pointed to the outside of the stage and said, "There is no toilet here, you can go outside and find a corner to solve it." ”

Wu Zheng was helpless and said with a smile: "I suddenly don't want to pee, uncle, this is your home?" ”

The old man snorted and said unhappily: "Your family lives on the stage? ”

Wu Zheng was choked again and again, his face was a little unbearable, so he simply grabbed a broken chair and sat in front of the fire, and said, "Uncle, your temper is not small, go swimming more and get off the fire." ”

Hearing the word swimming, the old man was suddenly startled, but immediately calmed down, glanced at Wu Zheng with dim old eyes, and said, "My legs and feet are inconvenient, I haven't swam for many years, where are you from?" ”

Wu Zheng was not familiar with this piece, and said casually: "Wugou Village." ”

The old man nodded: "I know Wugou Village, I have relatives over there." ”

Wu Zheng pointed to the bed and cabinet and asked, "Uncle, why do you live on this stage?" ”

"It's nothing, the air in the mountains is good, it's good for my body."

Wu Zheng secretly said in his heart: The parallel combination of demonic qi and corpse qi in this mountain is indeed good for your body, but your good days should come to an end today.

Speaking of this, the old man got up slowly and said, "The weather is indeed going to rain, since you are here, stay longer, the weather is cold, I will go and get some tea and water for you to drink, go to the cold." ”

With that, the old man trembled and walked to the back of the doorway.

"That's a real nuisance."

Shu Qianer hurriedly moved himself over, and asked Wu Zheng in a low voice: "Old Wu, is that old man really a ghost?" ”

"Who said it was a ghost? Is it a demon or a ghost? ”

"Not a ghost?" Shu Qianer was a little confused.

Wu Zheng was about to explain, when he heard a rustling behind the doorway, and made a silent gesture to tell everyone not to make a sound.

The voice was gone again.

Wu Zheng pointed to the fire in front of him and whispered, "Do you feel that something is wrong?" ”

Shu Qianer shook his head, and Wu Zheng glanced at him: "Are you cold?" ”

"It's cold, it's going to rain, of course it's cold." Shu Qian'er was suddenly startled, yes, he was already sitting next to the fire, how could he still feel cold? Hurriedly looked at Wu Zheng in surprise.

Wu Zheng said: "Come on fat, stretch out your hand." ”

Shu Qian'er didn't know what Wu Zheng was going to do, so he timidly stretched out a hand, and Wu Zheng grabbed it and pushed it into the center of the flames!

"Ahh

Shu Qian'er was so frightened that she was about to scream, but Wu Zheng covered her mouth: "You should be quiet, don't be heard by that old man!" ”

Cold sweat broke out on Shu Qianer's forehead: "Old Wu, you murdered your husband, no, murder your relatives and friends!" ”

"Why, murder you big-headed ghost, see for yourself!"

Shu Qianer took a closer look, although his hand was put into the fire, he didn't feel the heat at all, and the flame seemed to be fake.

No wonder the water flowing down the old man's body will not evaporate after passing through the flames, it turns out that there is no heat at all!

Hurriedly pulled out his hand and asked, "What's going on, Old Wu?" ”

"This is a ghost fire, not a prosperous fire in the yang world."

"Ghost fire?" Shu Qian'er looked incredulous, "Isn't the rumored ghost fire green?" ”

The fire in front of him didn't look like a normal flame.

Wu Zheng explained: "There are many kinds of ghost fires, forget it, I can't explain it clearly for a while, anyway, you just know that this fire is not normal, you can cook things with ghost fire, can the old man still be a normal person?" ”

Shu Qianer nodded again and again, but was attracted by the cauldron on the fire, the cauldron was covered with a lid, and it seemed that something was boiling inside, and there was gas constantly hitting the lid, as if the water was boiling, but there was also no temperature.

"Old Wu, what's going on? Can you cook something with a flame without heat? ”

Wu Zheng glanced at him: "I said dead fatty, have you been sleeping at home with this brain?" It's said that it's weird here, and it's definitely not normal in the pot! ”

Shu Qian'er pursed her lips, but the smell emanating from the pot was really mouth-watering, and Shu Qian'er's stomach screamed again.

"It's so fragrant, what the hell is this boiling?" As Shu Qianer spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and lift the lid of the pot, and suddenly a stream of white water vapor spread, blocking everyone's sight.

"Dead fatty, you don't want to die!" It was too late for Wu Zheng to stop him.

When the water vapor dissipated, everyone finally saw the contents of the pot clearly.

There was half a pot of water in the cauldron, bubbling, like boiling, and there was a bunch of white flowers boiling in the water, like pork belly.

Shu Qian'er muttered: "What kind of meat is this, why don't you seem to have seen it." He took a closer look at his face, was stunned on the spot, trembled with fright, and the lid of the pot in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, pointing to the pot and couldn't speak.

Mi Qing stepped forward to take a closer look, covering her mouth in fright, her face covered with cold sweat.

Wu Zheng knew that something was wrong, and when he glanced at the pot, he saw that what was boiling was a human corpse...... There are arms and legs, and a head keeps rolling with the churning of the water, and when the head is face up, everyone is startled.

"Oh my God!" Mi Qing was so frightened that he sat on the ground, "This ...... Isn't this the old man just now? ”

Who said no, that face was exactly the same as the old man just now, but it had been blistered, it looked swollen and pale, extremely terrifying and disgusting.

Shu Qian'er couldn't help but churn in his stomach when he thought that he had mistakenly thought that this was braised pork, and asked, "Old Wu, what's the matter with this old man?" One in the pot, one outside the pot, which one is true? ”

At this moment, the old man's voice came from behind: "What are you doing? Why are you uncovering my pot? ”