In the small village, gossip gradually spread. The Ling family was not born as twins at all, but as a two-headed monster.

The two-headed monster is a scourge from the sky. That's why the daughter-in-law of the Ling family was sucked dry and died. It wasn't a difficult birth at all. There is also the mother-in-law Wang who helps deliver the baby, that is a stable woman who has delivered a lifetime for others, and in terms of technical level, the ten miles and eight villages are also second to none. How could he take over the Ling family and die?

Ling Er's blind man pinched his fingers and calculated, the disaster star appeared in the world, and there would be bad luck. No, the snow is no longer as deep as the calf, but it still doesn't mean to stop.

Panic crept into every household and every person in this village.

Old man Wang, sitting on the threshold, smoked a dry cigarette, knocked cigarettes on the ground from time to time, and the collision of metal cigarette guns and the dirt floor made a dull knocking sound.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, when his wife was there, although his life was hard, he often fought and quarreled, and he stumbled and walked for most of his life. But now, the only daughter of the family is married to the county seat again, and she can't come back a few times a year.

How can he live his life in the future? The more I think about it, the more angry I become. His wife was killed by the freak of the Ling family, and the Ling family had to give an explanation for this.

Now that black doesn't mention it, don't you want to expose it? How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Old man Wang took a coat and put it on his body, and went out in the face of the wind and snow.

Zhao Heitie is the village chief of the village, as the saying goes, don't treat the village chief as a cadre. Because Village Chief Zhao has always been fair, whenever there is a matter in the village, he likes to come to Village Chief Zhao to give a comment.

"Child's father, I've heard that the Ling family gave birth to a freak this time, you have to be careful as the head of a village, or if you don't go back and make a mistake, you have to give up your position as the head of the village." Zhao Heitie's daughter-in-law, Ruan Cuihua, is a woman with wide shoulders behind her, and she speaks in an urn voice, compared with Zhao Heitie's lean appearance, that is, the bear blind man is assigned to Sun Monkey.

Zhao Heitie replied impatiently: "The mother's family knows the root of chewing tongue every day, what kind of society is it now?" Now that it is a socialist society, it has been subcontracted to households, where are these feudal superstitions? No matter how you are, you are also the wife of the village chief, don't mix with the uninformed long-tongued women in the village all day long, you have to be conscious, classy, understand? ”

Don't look at Ruan Cui's peanut, it is a tiger's back and bear's waist, but his temperament is a little bit docile of a little woman, so he only nodded and said that he understood.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

Zhao Heitie is about to take the opportunity to popularize the new policies and guidelines for his daughter-in-law, but he didn't go out to make people laugh, no matter how he said it, it was the village chief's wife. was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Old Man Wang rushed in, crying and shouting: "Village Chief, my mother-in-law was killed by the monster of the Ling family, you also know about this, but you have to give me the old man the master." ”

Zhao Heitie took a big bowl and poured a bowl of hot water for Old Man Wang, and there were a few tea leaves grown by his own family scattered on the surface of the bowl, floating up and down in the steamy bowl.

"Old king. Zi is silent, strange and chaotic. It's a new society. Even if someone from the Public Security Bureau handles a case, they have to pay attention to evidence, right? Am I embarrassed by you? Besides, Ling Dajun's family business has died of his daughter-in-law, should the villagers understand each other? You say, don't you? ”

Old man Wang's mouth opened and opened, but he still couldn't say anything about Village Chief Zhao, so he only blushed his neck and said: "My old man Wang Tou has never read a book, but I understand the truth, and it is only right to kill people to pay for their lives." ”

After speaking, he slammed the bowl he had originally picked up on the table, splashing everywhere. Rushed out without saying hello.

The next morning, the snow was a little lighter. Old man Wang found a few young people from his own family and carried the body of Mrs. Wang to the west of the village.

It seems that he is going to Ling Dajun's house to ask for an explanation.

Along the way, the yellow paper continued, dancing in the north wind like a flock of butterflies. Followed by a few slightly younger daughters-in-law, crying hoarsely.

There is no farm work to be busy in winter, everyone is worried that there is no good show, as soon as the gong is opened here, the village will explode as if the pot is blown, and it is not much better than rushing to the temple fair.

There were a few coffin bearers and a few mourners. Now behind him is followed by a group of people watching the excitement, and the momentum is called a spectacular. From a distance, it looks like a giant snake with its sinuous body, gliding slowly through the snow.

Ling Dajun heard the voice from a distance, although he was honest, he also knew that the person who came was not good, he hesitated again and again, and ran to the mountain behind the house with his son in his arms.

The blows in the past few days have made Ling Dajun ignore an important thing, that is, the child has never cried. Even if he was so bumpy in Ling Dajun's arms, he didn't make a sound. It's like dead.

Old man Wang naturally pounced, and the noise that he had prepared seemed to hit the cotton, and he had no energy to come out. In addition to the corpse of the daughter-in-law of the Ling family parked in the center of the house, where is there still half a shadow of Ling Dajun and that two-headed monster!

The onlookers were a little disappointed and said, "I thought I could see that two-headed monster, I haven't seen anything like this in my life." ”

Someone chimed in: "Old Wangtou, don't be discouraged, if you can escape, the monk can't escape the temple." You can stay here with peace of mind, Ling Dajun will come back sooner or later. ”

Another person was disappointed: "I knew that it was better to sleep at home, my nose was about to freeze off, but I didn't see anything." ”

The people who were originally crowded in the house, when they saw that there was no good show to watch, they dispersed as quickly as they could, like frightened birds and beasts.

When everyone was gone, the old man Wang was a little dumbfounded, everything in the house that could be taken away, from small tea bowls to large hoes and farm tools, was like locusts crossing the border, and there was nothing left.

He originally wanted to take advantage of his wife's death to find Ling Dajun to knock on it, but now looking at the situation, let Ling Dajun, who was already poor, give him something?

In the end, he miscalculated, let others get cheap, and let people watch the joke for free.

So he waved his hand and motioned to a few young people of the family to carry back the body of Mrs. Wang.

The snow gradually became heavier at night, like the season when catkins are flying. Dance in the howling north wind.

In a messy and dilapidated hut, Li Juying was lying upright on the door panel.

It was just past midnight, and the whimpering north wind seemed to carry some kind of mysterious call. Blown into the Ling family's house.

Li Juying's corpse suddenly stood upright, like a marionette, with her arms hanging at her sides, her legs struggling to walk, and after a few circles around the room, it seemed that after searching for no result, she disappeared into the endless night.

Ruan Cuihua was tossed by her eight-month-old son in the first half of the night, and she was awakened by urine in a daze. endured and endured, but still groped to get out of bed.

With the snow-colored glimmer, Ruan Cuihua stared at her eyes and took off her pants to relieve the pain in urine.

Suddenly, Ruan Cuihua's urine was suffocated, the hairs on her body stood up, and her whole body was cold.

On a stool next to the bed sat a woman with a baby in her arms.

Ruan Cuihua's gaze slowly moved to the bed, except for lifting the quilt in a corner, her son was gone.

Ruan Cuihua trembled and touched the edge of the kerosene lamp, and after cutting the fifth matchstick, the lamp finally turned on. With that comes courage and hope.

The woman's face was blue, and her eyes were like empty black holes, glowing with strange black. He was wearing a floral jacket, one side of which was lifted to his chest, revealing patches of purple-red corpse spots on his body.

"Xiaoying. I'm also a mother, I know you can't bear to have children, but you can't come and rob my little treasure. ”

Ruan Cuihua tentatively walked up to Li Juying, holding back the fear in her heart, wanting to take her son back from Li Juying's arms.

It was only when his hand was about to stretch out that he was frightened by the change in color in Li Juying's eyes and fell to the ground, shouting and retreating.

Li Juying's eyes turned from glowing black to blood red in an instant. It shot into Ruan Cuihua's eyes like two rays.

"Ah...... Ah......h

A shrill cry pierced the night sky, and even the howling north wind could not hide it.

Fortunately, when the rooster crowed for the first time, Li Juying lay back on the door panel like a dead corpse. Not moving.

There were about a dozen babies sleeping in a row of beds in the room. It's just that the faces of these babies are all blue, and there is no trace of the whites of their eyes. There was a cold glow.

The village fell into boundless fear, and even Ling Er, who had always been the most nosy, closed his door and no longer joined in the fun.

It's just that in this way, everyone in every household is in danger. Especially those who have conflicts with the Ling family in the past few days, if it weren't for the heavy snow blocking the road, I am afraid that they would have to move away overnight.

At this time, the village was like a dead city.

In the forest of the deep mountains not far away, a bald monk wearing gray shabby monk robes and a gourd hung on his waist jumped from a tree surrounded by two or three people, the monk was not tall, his appearance was a little peculiar, the end of his eyebrows was bent downward, his eyes were small but shining, his nose was red with rosacea, his lips were slightly thick, and a row of snow-white teeth were revealed between the opening and closing. If there is anything desirable about the monk's body, it is this snow-white teeth.

The monk raised his head and poured a sip of wine, muttering, "It's too late to hurry up." I knew I wouldn't have entangled with that crazy woman. ”

The monk's brows furrowed, he had climbed up to the treetops earlier and saw that the village not far away was shrouded in a black gas, and the black gas was mixed with a trace of blood. Apparently that thing has already started to work.

The monk hung the gourd on his waist, looked in the direction and galloped away. The snow was not as thick as his calf, but it was like walking on the ground under his feet. In a few flickers, it disappeared into the woods.

He left a trail of indistinct footprints, which were soon covered in snow and ice and disappeared.

The monk stood in front of the village for a moment, and sure enough, the closer he got to the village, the heavier the evil spirit became.

The monk grinned, revealing a mouthful of shining white teeth, thinking that the more difficult the challenge, the more capable he became.

So he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the village.

"Who?" After Zhao Heitie's incident last night, the whole person was frightened, and he didn't mention any new policies anymore, and asked cautiously outside the door wrapped in a quilt.

"Exorcise demons and keep them safe, and the town house will transfer peach blossoms. The poor monk passed by the precious land, and saw that there seemed to be a faint black gas lingering, so he came to ask, is there anything you need help? After all, the disaster star came to the world, and it is not enough to die alone. The monk clasped his hands together, looking like a monk who had attained the Tao.

Zhao Heiti was shocked, this monk is an outsider, if he doesn't have some skills, how can he know everything about the affairs of the village, and through the crack in the door, he saw that although the monk's appearance is somewhat different from that of the monk, he only wears a thin monk's robe in the ice and snow, and he can come to the village after the heavy snow closes the road, he must be a master of the arts.

Zhao Heitie seemed to grasp the straw, and invited the monk into the room like an ancestor. led him to sit down, and personally took good tea leaves and made a pot of good tea.

"Master Gaoyi, please be kind and save our village." Zhao Heiti begged with his hands.

As the saying goes, if you drink tea on an empty stomach, the more you drink, the hungrier you get. The monk's stomach cried out very inappropriately.

"The poor monk watched the stars at night, saw that there was a vision here, and was busy hurrying, and he hadn't eaten hot food for several days." The monk explained with a smile.

Zhao Heitie hurriedly shouted at the back room: "Child, mother, bring a bowl of noodles to the master, remember to lie down two eggs." ”

Then I secretly slandered to myself, these days there is a lot of snow, where does it come from to watch the stars at night? Fu felt that the monk might be able to see farther and more transparent than himself, a mortal.

The monk also said to the inside: "Put some greens and some lard." ”

Zhao Heitie asked with some suspicion: "Aren't monks not touching meat?" ”

The monk smiled and said obscenely: "You are still the head of a village, don't you have any knowledge at all?" What kind of society is it now? That's a new society, don't we have to keep up with the times? ”

After speaking, he patted Zhao Heitie's shoulder again, with an expression that you still have room for improvement.

Zhao Heitie stood in place with a confused face, wipe, isn't this the bridge where I used to teach people? But after thinking about it again, he never said that he was the village head, how did this monk know?

After the monk finished eating the third bowl of noodles, Zhao Heitie asked cautiously: "Master, when will this subdue demons and eliminate demons, return peace to the village, and give the people peace of mind?" ”

The monk burped, touched his round belly, and said indifferently: "No hurry, no hurry." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Heitie was anxious, and hurriedly said: "As the old saying goes, there are clouds, and when it is late, it will change." It's not as good as ......."

The monk rolled his eyes and said, "You are a ghost, you come out to hang out during the day?" ”

He yawned again.

Zhao Heitie is very knowledgeable about current affairs: "If the master is sleepy, you can rest first, and you can better catch ghosts by raising your spirits." ”

The monk nodded with satisfaction, patted Zhao Heitie's shoulder and said, "The son can be taught." ”