Chapter 7: The Headless Axe

"What the hell!"

Zheng Tianping screamed in surprise and instinctively ran forward, and the headless ghost behind him also chased after him quickly after he escaped.

Because he drank a lot, Zheng Tianping felt that his body was very weak, and although his legs were constantly instilling strength into it, they were still sore.

"It's a hallucination, isn't it...... How can a man have no head......"

Zheng Tianping, who was running, turned his head with a bit of luck, but unfortunately, the clouds that covered the moonlight from above happened to walk away, and the cold moonlight hit the figure behind him without falling.

The black cloak, the glowing axe, and its neck, which was still splattering blood.

"Ghosts! There really are ghosts! ”

Zheng Tianping saw it really this time, and the things that were chasing him unhurriedly behind him were really a headless ghost.

The headless ghost ran fast, at least better than his stumbling drunkard, and he bit his lip desperately, and now he could still keep running, completely out of instinctive escape from fear.

The lunar moon above overshadowed the moon again, and the sky and the whole world were plunged into darkness. The faintly visible path ahead disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an unknown.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Zheng Tianping shouted for help in a broken voice, hoping that some pedestrians could hear his call for help, or call the police, or rush to see righteousness and bravery, but he obviously thought too much, because on the bustling streets, there was not a single car or person, and even the signal lights in the distance were dark.

He even now doubted that he was no longer in this world.

Turning his head and glancing behind him timidly, a black trench coat still exuded a killing intent. He was so puzzled that he couldn't see anything in the darkness here, why could he clearly see its black clothes?

Although the distance between the headless ghost and him is closer, there is still some distance at the moment. Zheng Tianping ran so badly that he felt that his lungs were about to explode. He coughed violently, not knowing if what was sprayed on his hand was spittle or blood.

"It's over...... I can't run...... I'm going to be caught up by that monster ......! ”

Zheng Tianping clearly felt the approach of death, a kind of depression that almost suffocated him, suppressing every inch of his skin and every organ in his body.

But this kind of repression is not all bad, at least it stimulates a trace of his sense, he suddenly realized the phone at this time, he can use the phone to call the police, such a simple truth he has never realized.

Desperately flipping on his body. Finally took out the phone from the pocket of his shorts, and he looked back at it uneasily, and this glance almost made him lose his soul, because the headless ghost was only three meters away from him, and it was hard to say whether the giant axe would directly cut off his head.

"Call the police! Alarm! ”

Zheng Tianping's mind was now left with this life-saving thought, and he trembled and pressed the 110 alarm number, followed by an incomparably long waiting tone.

However, in the few short seconds, the headless ghost followed him. It's catching up!

Zheng Tianping's thoughts were discouraged, which really stimulated his physical limit, but it was still a drop in the bucket, and the headless ghost behind him was not left behind at all.

Not only that. A chill also blew at the back of his neck.

The Headless Ghost wielded its great axe!

Feeling the sound of the wind coming from the back of his neck, Zheng Tianping subconsciously looked back, and a cold light flashed towards him, and his eyes widened in an instant. The beating of the heart also slowly stopped at this time.

At this moment of life and death, the phone call that he had bet on all to be rescued finally came out:

"How can I help you?"

This sentence, which is just ordinary, sounded like heaven in Zheng Tianping's ears at this time. He shouted with all his might:

"Help......

As soon as Zheng Tianping shouted two words, the sharp giant axe had already flashed past his neck, so fast that his dead man's head had fallen to the ground, and his body had run some distance.

Zheng Tianping's headless corpse was weak to the end, blood spurted out of his broken neck, and the last sound from the alarm phone connected to the Fengshan City Police Station was the "tong" sound after the head landed.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Wang Lili's home.

"Husband...... Husband ......"

After waking up, he subconsciously glanced at the time, and when he saw that it was only three o'clock, he said vaguely to Wang Lili: "What's the matter, it's still early to get up." ”

"No, did you hear anything in the house?" Wang Lili whispered a little tremblingly.

Zhang Chuanlai was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, he didn't even look at it, so he urged:

"What's the sound, even the wild cats are asleep at this point, go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow, and I should be fined if I go late."

After speaking, Zhang Chuanlai turned over, but Wang Lili still refused to give up, and pushed him again, which made Zhang Chuanlai a little angry, and sat up directly from the bed:

"If you don't sleep at night, what kind of wind are you smoking!"

"No, listen...... Voices in the house? ”

"What sound?" Zhang asked unhappily.

"Footsteps, it seems that someone has come in our house."

Wang Lili's words frightened Zhang Xiangsheng, he hurriedly listened with bated breath for a while, but he didn't hear any sound in the process, so he decided that Wang Lili was suspicious:

"Where do you listen to this sound, if you don't sleep, I'll sleep, don't call me anymore."

Wang Lili did hear the sound in the house just now, but she couldn't hear it anymore at this time, she saw that Zhang Chuan was sleeping again, so she didn't think much about shrinking her head and got into the quilt.

The nerves tensed for a while, and Wang Lili could no longer resist the sleepiness, and the two heavy eyelids couldn't help but merge together.

But at this moment, she heard the footsteps again, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but the footsteps seemed to be getting closer to them.

Then fell into a dead silence.

Wang Lili suddenly felt that her surroundings dropped a few degrees Celsius in an instant, and this coolness also stimulated her to open her eyes.

The curtains were obscured by the flower plates on the windowsill, which also exposed a corner of the window, and a little moonlight poured in from outside, and in that moonlight, a figure stood upright at the head of her and her husband's bed!

It doesn't have a head. In her hand was a huge axe, which was now being held high by her and her husband's necks.

Wang Lili wanted to scream, she wanted to wake up Zhang Chuan, who was sleeping next to the pillow, but the heavily falling axe blade did not give her a chance to speak.

"Whew!"

A sound slashing through the flesh passed, and Wang Lili's slightly puzzled gaze was filled with a touch of bright red, and immediately, her consciousness gradually moved away from her body, and then fell into darkness forever.

The next morning, everyone went downstairs for breakfast. Then they heard a piece of news that shocked them.

On this night alone, there were three homicides in Fengshan City. The victims were Xu Haishu, Zheng Tianping, and Zhang Chuanlai and Wang Lili.

The corpses were all found through the reports of neighbors or passers-by, and there were similarities in the way of death, both of which were decapitated by sharp blades.

The police have now cordoned off the scene, and the exact circumstances are not unknown, but it has been characterized as a very egregious homicide.

Get the news. Xiao Mo checked the list of victims as soon as possible, and found the names of the four deceased Zheng Tianping on the list.

It goes without saying that this incident about serial murder has begun!

At the dinner table, the monk still habitually drank gruel and ate pickles. It's kind of a strict observance of the precepts. After handing an egg to the little attendant sitting beside him, he asked Xiao Mo, who was staring at the list of victims with a frown:

"Lord Xiao, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the body if you don't eat it? Career is more important than body, it is also worthless. Young people, remember not to get into the horns! ”

Hearing this, Xiao Mo smiled at the unkind monk, and no longer embarrassed himself. Put the list of victims aside and grab a cup of soy milk:

"What the master said is very true, I have been taught."

Hearing that Xiao Mo had also learned to drag the ungood monk, Li Shuai secretly made it bad and threw a piece of braised pork into the porridge bowl of the undeleted monk, and then he deliberately said:

"Ah, I almost forgot that the master is a monk, and a monk can't get any meat on it. However, the monks are known for their diligence and thrift, and a good bowl of porridge and a piece of meat, I am afraid that it is inconsistent with the behavior of the monks. ”

Wang Zi frowned and glanced at Li Shuai, while Xiao Mo kicked Li Shuai under the table, obviously thinking that Li Shuai had done something too much, but Li Shuai didn't think so, after all, he had been suffering from his mouth before, and now it was the monk's turn to be deflated.

The unkind monk was unmoved, he looked at Li Shuai with a smile, and wanted to make Li Shuai hairy:

"What do you see, the handsome guy is kind enough to give it to you, or eat it or lose it."

The unkind monk still smiled, and then he said slowly:

"This bowl of porridge has now become meat porridge, if the monk I fall, it is not respectful of the hard work of the peasants, if you drink it, it will damage the precepts of the Buddhist family, Li Shizhu this trick is clever.

But it's so good, and it can be regarded as deep in my heart. ”

The unkind monk began to blatantly shake words again, Li Shuai didn't speak, he wanted to see what this monk was going to do.

The monk smiled and nodded, then he closed his hands and said:

"Amitabha, the disciple is not good at practicing for decades, and now he is old and helpless, and it is difficult to explore the essence of my Buddha again, and now the disciple is willing to return to the world, return the body to the embrace of the world, and continue to understand the true meaning of the Buddha with his heart."

After saying this sentence that surprised everyone, the ungood monk picked up the porridge bowl with a smile:

"Okay, now that I am a monk, I am considered to be vulgar, and half a monk can still eat this meat, and I might as well be respectful to Master Li's meat."

That's it, the monk who is not good eats it beautifully, leaving Xiao Mo and the others looking at him blankly, and the smiling little follower leans forward and back. (To be continued......)