The ghosts were dispersed, the gods and demons disappeared, and the enclosed space returned to its previous tranquility. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The village chief Niu Hao maintained a kowtow posture, and the blood oozing from the bump on his forehead soaked into the valuable Persian carpet, dyeing the original magnificent pattern ugly, I don't know if Wang Sanfang will feel a little distressed after seeing it.

"Smack!"

Re-energized, the view was brilliant.

The sudden light made Niu Hao feel a little difficult to adapt, the words that roared out in the darkness just now continued to echo in his head, and the bottom of his heart that had never been said to people was finally revealed to the world, although he didn't know that someone was lurking in the dark and heard everything, but he still felt as embarrassed as if a fig leaf of his own was torn off.

What should come will always come.

When the old people of the village saw what had happened recently, didn't they feel like themselves, the remnants of that cruel incident all those years ago? If not, why did the slightly rich and powerful people tacitly invite monks and Taoists, who wanted to quell the evil spirits?

Also, what happened to those ghosts I just saw?

Is his own son really dead?

So what is it that lives in your own house now......

Niu Hao felt that one side of his brain was unprecedentedly clear, and the other side was stirred into a pile of paste, and one thought after another jumped out, making him experience boundless absurdity and horror, and even began to wonder if he really existed, or that he was also dead, this was just a memory replay before death?

"It's not a dream."

Wang Sanfang walked over and looked at him condescendingly, a face that was kind and wealthy just now had become extremely indifferent at this time.

"Three fat, this ...... What's going on here? ”

Niu Hao stood up tremblingly, looking very embarrassed, he saw the three young people behind Wang Sanfang, and it didn't take long to figure out that this was a trick to invite you into the urn.

"What you just saw is indeed the ghost of Yue'er."

Yang Muqing answered him, his eyes were clear and determined, making people want to believe him for no reason.

"Are you in league with the ghosts? Is it to bring disaster to the village?! ”

Niu Hao pointed at them, his eyes wanted to stare out, the shortness in his blood and the cowardice in his bones made him desperately want to get rid of responsibility.

Since the ghosts are evil, the village is innocent, and things can sometimes be as simple as that.

Murong Cao looked at him a little speechlessly, and wanted to say "karma, self-inflicted", but he didn't want to appear that his side was too mean, so he changed to a more euphemistic tone to communicate.

"Wang Sanfang invited us to come here to help, but if you don't know the truth, you can't start, I'm sorry we forced you to reveal the truth, but we have no malicious intentions, and we suspect that the series of events in the village are related to Monk Musheng, can you tell me how you met him?"

"Kisheng...... Did Mu Sheng really kill my son? ”

Niu Hao remembered what the ghost son said just now, and his heart trembled.

"I'm afraid so."

Murong Cao directly gave him an affirmative answer, she asked Yang Muqing if there was a way to return the ghost to its place, Yang Muqing's answer was that it had been too long, and the connection with the original body had long been lost, unless it was to occupy someone else's body - however, this kind of soul restoration technique was obviously forbidden.

The reason why the miasma is "bizarre" is a "miasma" is because this organization has never had a lower limit on its actions, completely ignoring the laws of heaven and earth.

After hearing this, Murong Cao asked again, what if the original body was still intact and not occupied by other spiritual bodies?

Yang Muqing thought about it and said, I can't solve it, Bodhi Zi can't either, but Brother Yuansu may be able to find a way, but this matter is too unusual, I'm afraid it also involves forbidden techniques.

Murong Cao was silent after hearing this, and his seemingly calm face seemed to have a tendency to crack a crack, and the emotion that seemed to be gushing out was: loss.

Yang Muqing suddenly remembered another thing - he had been back for so long, and he hadn't seen Murong Cao have any contact with Yan Xiuxiu, and she wouldn't mention him by chance like before, which even gave him the illusion that this person didn't actually exist.

It's just that the situation in front of him is more urgent, and the manhole cover that seems to be about to be uncovered bounces back with strong inertia, and no one says more.

"I once went into the city to run errands, that day it was like hitting an evil spirit, I was squeezed down on the bus and broke my leg, I went to see a relative and got lost, my mobile phone was still dead and there was no signal, I couldn't get in touch, I went to a restaurant to eat and found that my wallet was stolen and was almost beaten, and I went to wash my feet at night and let the anti-pornography team arrest him...... Anyway, it was all kinds of unlucky and sad things, after leaving the police station, I saw the monk Musheng, he said that I was entangled in dirty things, and gave me a bowl of tea to drink, and then it went a lot, and then I have been in contact with him, this time I thought of him when there was an accident in the village, so I invited him to come to the village to see ......"

"How long ago?"

"At the end of last year, I remember that it was probably a small year, and Laba must have passed."

"Did Mu Sheng give you anything else that time?"

"There are a lot of gray rabbits where he lives, and I asked him to give me one on a whim."

When Wang Sanfang heard the rabbit, he suddenly became interested: "Do you want to take it back and eat it?" Isn't there still a hare in the mountains behind the village? ”

Niu Hao looked a little distressed, I don't know if it was because of the cruelty of Wang Sanfang, a foodie, or regretted his son: "It should be a pet rabbit, which is different from what we usually eat, chubby, small, I think my son will like it, so I cheekily asked for one." ”

"And now what about this rabbit?"

Murong Cao can almost confirm that the lead of the disaster in the village has been planted at the end of last year, although Niu Hao has a smart side, but it is more the simple nature of the people in the village, coupled with his influence in the village, starting from him, it is no better.

Moreover, the village chief's house also has an extraordinary "significance" for the person who controls it behind the scenes.

"It's still raised, that rabbit is very active, and likes to run all over the village, especially after Mu Sheng came to the village, he ran more diligently."

Niu Hao was talking excitedly, when he suddenly saw a chubby gray meat ball outside the window that he was very familiar with.

"Look, it's here today."

Everyone's eyes shifted, and in one corner of the window, a cute and stupid-looking gray rabbit was pulled there, and a fat face was all attached to the glass, which looked a little funny, especially its slender eyes, red as coral, which shimmered dangerously in the dark night.

"Death's pet - the undead rabbit."

Yang Muqing remembered that Bodhizi described the undead rabbit, an evil creature that would bring terrifying death wherever it went.