I was really startled at the sight of this ghostly thing, but I thought it was the wicked relative in the cupboard, and I jumped down from the toilet, rubbed my eyes with my hands, and looked up again, and found that the thing on it was even more terrible than I had guessed!

That black rumbling thing wasn't an old bug with many legs, it was a withered human hand!

I'm more afraid of this kind of real thing than an ethereal ghost.

I don't know why, but it's probably due to the instinctive fear of death.

There's a dead man's hand in the exhaust hood of Lao Wu's house!? A very, very old ghost story crawled out of the depths of my memory at once.

Could it be that there was a homicide in their family and they put the victim in the wall?

The victim did not die, and the instinct to survive drove him to crawl to the exhaust vent?

It seems that it still didn't work, because in the end it couldn't break through the exhaust fan that fell off as soon as it was pushed.

If so, then who is the murderer, and who put the victim in the wall? Is it Wu Laosan who kills pigs without blinking? Or is it his delicate little daughter-in-law, Wang Meimei? Or is it...... Iron pillars?

The suspicion of the iron pillar is the least, because the house is not newly built, and it is already old at first glance. Tiezhu was only eighteen or nineteen, and he should have been a child when he built the house.

Small...... Child?!

I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and I wanted to grab it, but it was floating with me.

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Something must be wrong! I knew it, but what was wrong?

I looked at the black, shriveled hand, a drop of cold sweat dripping down my neck, and I finally figured out what was wrong!

This hand is a woman's hand! Although it has dried up beyond recognition, the delicate nails will not deceive. Although the nails and hair will continue to grow after death, no matter how long it grows, its original appearance will not change, and the nails on this hand have been carefully repaired, slender and pointed!

The woman must have died before the house was built or not, and she was sealed in the wall just not to be discovered.

If it is a normal death, then no one will hide a dead person in the walls of their house. Therefore, the possibility of her being killed is very high, and the time of death is about ten years ago.

According to this reasoning, more than ten years ago, Tie Zhu was still a child, and he would not be a murderer.

And what happened more than a decade ago? Wu Laosan divorced and married Tiezhu's stepmother, Wang Meimei.

So where did his own mother go? I haven't heard of it, so it's hard to judge. But is there a possibility that his own mother is the one inside the wall?

Wu Laosan cheated on the underage girl Wang Meili in marriage, and Tie Zhu was angry and wanted to denounce him. In those days it was not a moral issue, it was a criminal offense, and it was likely to be shot before the crime of hooliganism was abolished.

In order to protect himself, Wu Laosan brutally killed Tiezhu's own mother, and then built the body of his original wife into the wall under the pretext of building a house to marry Xiao Jiaoniang......

Sin spreads in the night, silently and unnoticed.

He has been able to live here for more than ten years as if he was safe and sound, how cold his heart is.

The unjust soul has been suppressed for so long, and finally waited for the curse of heaven - Wu Laosan died violently, and Xiao San'er became crazy. Worried about scaring her own son, she scratched the exhaust fan while I was in the toilet to get my attention, so that she could see the light of day again?

The brain made up a supernatural murder case, and I was so excited that I broke out in a cold sweat.

I feel like I'm not alone at this moment, not alone! Kaifeng Mansion Bao Qingtian and Dali Temple Di Renjie are possessed by their souls at this moment!

Bowing to Shen Zhaoxue's hand, I silently muttered two sentences of unintentional offense, and then stepped on the toilet again and put the exhaust fan back on.

This is a crime scene, I'd better not mess around, this kind of thing is not within my ability, it should be handed over to the police uncle.

As soon as the exhaust fan was installed, a "click" was heard and the door lock was opened.

My little heart was in a state of high tension, and I heard a strange noise that almost scared me out of the toilet.

I just wanted to look back and see what happened, but I felt a "bang" pain in the back of my head, and then the sky turned to a dark eye, and I didn't know anything.

I don't know how long it took, but I gradually felt the fragrance of flowers in my nose, and my face seemed to be gently pinched and shaken.

In a daze, I opened my eyes a little slit, and what came in was a big fluffy tail.

"What's that!?" I sat up suddenly, and through my floppy tail, I felt like I had hit something.

"Oops!"

After a squeak, I was pushed.

When I looked up, there sat a girl kneeling not far from me with a big tail, with her long hair scattered, and her face could not be seen clearly, because she was rubbing her head with her hands over her head.

Looking around, there are vines and trees everywhere, impermeable.

Is this a dream?! I pinched myself hard, no! It hurts!

I'll fuck your uncle, this time it's really muddy! Not only was he plotted, but he also fell into the elf's lair. Fortunately, Lao Tzu is not a Tang monk, otherwise he would definitely be picked up and washed clean now, waiting for the braised and steamed.

I quietly touched out the "Yangjing" and held it in my hand just in case.

The long-tailed goblin, who was rubbing his head, suddenly stopped, raised his head slightly, and asked me with a smile on his face, "Aren't you ready to apologize after hitting someone?" ”

Coquette! Proper vixen! Don't ask me how I know, guess by the looks! The fair and tender skin can be broken by blowing, and the temperament of not eating fireworks in the world is like a heavenly maiden. Coupled with the big fiery red tail behind the buttocks, wagging around stimulates the most primitive beastliness in people's hearts. Except for the vixen, I haven't heard of anyone who can have this kind of natural charm and seduction.

Hearing her coquettish question, I snorted, and put the "Yangjing" on my waist with my backhand to replenish the kidney and strengthen my confidence, and stood up from the ground full of dead branches and leaves, and scolded me with vigilance: "What kind of monster are you, so bold, you dare to rob a beautiful boy in broad daylight, is there no heavenly rule?!" ”

"Hehe," the vixen chuckled, and said coquettishly, "Your shameless energy is really exactly the same as your father." ”

"Huh?!" I blurted out, "Do you know my old man?" ”

The fox spirit's eyes were confused, as if she was recalling the past, a trace of sadness flashed, and she nodded lightly: "It's an old man." ”

"And you're still bullying me?" I immediately shouted: "You and the old man of my family are old people, then you are not outsiders, they are all your own people, why do you give me a stuffy stick?" ”