When the strength of the wine came, Liu Mingshan felt dizzy and sleepy. [Full text reading. He wanted to get some sleep, and he closed his eyes comfortably. Just as he wanted to rest peacefully for a while, there was a sudden knock at the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Liu Mingshan rolled over and got up and asked casually, "Who?" ”

"It's me, the boss."

"Oh, it's Li Si?" Liu Mingshan whispered. got up and went to open the door, Li Si was his confidant, the man who had reported to him in the guest house before.

Li Si entered the house and glanced at the situation in the house casually. Hurriedly retracted his gaze and looked at Liu Mingshan and said, "Boss, the kid named Zhong Kui, let the brothers take the belt and put it down, and directly poke the corpse into the mud." As for the one surnamed Chen, I heard that you didn't dare to touch him for the time being, and after a violent beating, he was still carried to the side of the road in the county seat, and I saw someone help him up and send him to bandage his wounds. ”

"Okay, well done."

Li Si left, and another thing came to Liu Mingshan's mind.

The reason why he didn't poison Chen Zhiqing was because when he was poor and destitute, when he was so hungry that he wanted to eat human flesh, he was given a gift of steamed buns by Xu Guofeng.

A steamed bun is insignificant now. But in that era of chaos and reversal of black and white, it was more important than anything else. It is the only force that keeps people alive, and only it can make the hungry temple of the five internal organs get buffer energy.

A steamed bun exchanged for a life, and the life of that era was not worth a bag of rice.

Don't forget what I said earlier, a dead person is not as remarkable as a dead pig. Just like the death of three activists in the woods before, a commotion of commotion, searching, questioning, and finally not a single ugly act, this bloody tragedy finally became an unsolved case behind countless unsolved cases, which were hung high in the filing cabinet.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow today, I should play what I should play, and I should buy a drunk life.

Anyway, it was okay, Liu Mingshan then lay drunk on his back on the bed, and after a while, he made an earth-shattering snoring sound.

When the birds turned into small black dots and disappeared into the distance, they flew into the dense woods to rest. Night is coming, and a bright and dark red full moon is rising, shuttling through the clouds and peeking into the earth.

At Xia Laohan's house, the black dog who was locked in the courtyard dam by Zhong Kui and the others scratched the door in a panic, and made a low 'hissing' sound from his mouth and nose. The eyes of the black dog look like two small lanterns that are green at night, and it is very creepy to see up close.

In another mound covered with dense thatch, it looks strange on a full moon night. Tonight's moon is a dull red, and the moonlight pours down on the tip of this lonely tomb.

A wail like nothing, like a wolf howling, more like a wild dog spreading joy. The mound shook slowly in the silence, and as the dirt and bones on the mound slid down, a thick crack suddenly burst in the center of the mound.

The thick crack slowly expanded, and a black hand reached out of the crack, clinging to the edge of the sliding dirt. The hands are followed by the shoulders, followed by the half-pulled body, followed by the legs......

Under the gloomy white moonlight, a rickety figure was stretched long, and it was impossible to see anything in the equally dark shadows of the trees.

The black dog suddenly stopped tickling, and it raised its nose to sniff the dark shadow outside the door. The smell is complex, plus its age is already beyond the age given to it in predictions.

It is predicted that the maximum age of a faithful domestic dog is 10-20 years. And the age of this dog is already 21 years, so it is really old, so old that it can't smell the black shadow outside for a while.

In the dead silence of the night, the old dog's snort seemed to touch something, and it let out a desperate wail, trembling all over, and then retreated step by step.

There was a violent shaking, and a dog, alone outside the door, was fighting.

A dog is always a dog, and when it is strong, its highest IQ can only be that of a four-year-old child. What's more, it is now old, its IQ is gradually declining, and its memory and sense of smell are also declining.

The black dog was torn apart by madness. Streams of stinky but hot fresh blood were mercilessly sucked dry......

Zhong Hansheng couldn't sleep when he was old, and when he couldn't sleep, he wondered what was wrong. His mind paused, his hearing exerted its ultimate energy, and after listening carefully, it dawned on him. It turned out that there was something wrong with her wife, who used to snore like thunder when she slept, but tonight she slept so quietly that she almost didn't even snort.

The bright moonlight outside the window seeped into the room, and a few seconds before Zhong Hansheng had a strange dream, in which he dreamed that his wife was worshipping heaven and earth with another man.

At the moment of awakening, he had not fully regained consciousness. But he found that tonight was a little unusual, he suddenly wanted to see if the thick and chubby woman next to him was his wife, otherwise how could there be no snoring?

Zhong Hansheng got up lightly and walked to his wife's side, without disturbing the other party. He stared at her so quietly, this face had been with him for most of his life, chubby and fleshy, and his facial features were squeezed out of position.

Wife is still wife, but why didn't she snore? This is not a problem, and it has been lingering in Zhong Hansheng's mind for a long time.

wanted to go out for a walk, and inadvertently glanced out the window, the gloomy white, he couldn't help but stop. Unable to go out, Zhong Hansheng suddenly felt scared.

The reason for his fear, he knew, was the chain reaction caused by the recent nightmares.

Zhong Hansheng remembered the woman who appeared behind him in the nightmare, and remembered the voice of the woman's ghost; You're dying......

The voice in the dream was very real, and it felt right in his ears. Sweat! He looked nervously back and forth, left and right, and finally set his eyes on his wife.

That's right! There was no one but his wife who slept beside him.

Zhong Hansheng remembers that every time he had that kind of nightmare, it happened when he slept with his wife in the same bed at home. In the midst of his thoughts, he paused and slid his throat and said in his heart; It seems that I once had this strange nightmare with my lover.

In his memory, every time he woke up from a nightmare, he saw his wife not only not comforting him, but showing a look of schadenfreude on her face.

It must be this ugly woman who is playing tricks and scaring her husband, the purpose of which is to kill him, then these three bungalows are the property in her name.

Zhong Hansheng continued to think deeply, maybe this stinky woman already knew that he was hooking up with widows, guest house waiters, and abusing his power to trick women into sleeping with him, so he did this to him.

Thinking of the dream just now, Zhong Hansheng became more and more sure that his inference was correct. Maybe his wife has found a good relationship outside in order to take revenge on his abusive feelings. The next thing is to wait for him to be killed, and then take the good ones back to live.

When Zhong Hansheng thought about the end, his emotions were completely uncontrollable. He came up with a strange idea, that is, while his wife hadn't woken up yet, he wouldn't care about it, and he would strangle her to death first.

In this way, he can not only protect his reputation, but also strangle this woman's conspiracy in the cradle......