After Li Dazhuang finished calling, Zhang Peng said again: "By the way, call all the people who came to help last time to the ancestral hall." ”

"I've already informed them in the morning, and I'll come here after dinner." Li Dazhuang replied. The people in the village believe that the ancestral hall is blessed by the ancestors, and the evil spirits dare not approach it easily.

Zhang Peng looked at the table below, it was two o'clock at noon, when the yang energy was at its peak, so he beckoned to Li Dazhuang and said, "Let's go, go to the first aunt's house that had an accident, maybe you can find any clues." ”

"Hmm." Li Dazhuang simply nodded, then called a few brothers and took Zhang Peng and Lao Huangpi to the accident site.

As soon as they arrived, they heard intermittent cries coming from the earthen house. Looking around, the earthen walls of the courtyard were covered with strips of black and white cloth, and the sparks of burning paper money slowly flew up.

Today is the first seven days of the fat aunt, and her relatives are mourning inside. Looking in from the gate, there was a big red lacquer coffin in the middle of the courtyard, and a dozen or so people knelt on the ground, crying in a low voice while burning paper money.

Under the leadership of Li Dazhuang, Zhang Peng and Lao Huangpi went in to put on incense, and each made a red envelope of 200 yuan. Speaking of which, the fat aunt's death has a lot to do with Zhang Peng. But in this case, he and Li Dazhuang never dared to say it. If the fat aunt's family knows, even if they don't come to fight hard, they will scold them everywhere. By then, their reputation in the neighborhood would be stinking. So they have to cover up the truth, which is why Li Dazhuang insisted on letting Zhang Peng come over to help.

As for the fat aunt's family, they had to find another opportunity in the future to compensate from other aspects.

That Jiang Tao may have inquired clearly, knowing how powerful the two sisters were, and didn't dare to come to Zhang Peng's trouble, so he vented his anger with these mothers-in-law. It is estimated that he was also scolded miserably at that time, and the hatred was so great, and he would kill people as soon as he made a move, what a big hatred he was.

It seems that this Jiang Tao can't stay. I can only find a way to get killed, once and for all. How can you sleep peacefully when you are hated by someone so narrow-minded?

used to want to injure the three mothers and daughters, but now they want to ruin his reputation. snatching people's wives and daughters, cutting off people's financial routes, Jiang Tao is all together, and he can't kill him if he wants to! Zhang Peng thought viciously that since he indirectly killed the female white-collar worker named "Sister Fan" last time, he already had a certain immunity to killing.

Since ancient times, those who have achieved great things have not had blood on their hands.

Between thoughts, the voice of the old yellow skin came from behind.

"This, this ......" Lao Huangpi beckoned to Zhang Peng and Li Dazhuang, and then led the two to the back of the house, pointing to a red pattern in the corner of the wall.

After the rain, the pattern faded a lot, but it can be seen that it was painted with animal blood. Outside is a circle, in the middle of which are Taoist runes.

"This is called the 'Five Ghost Soul Hooking Technique', which is a Yin Damage Evil Technique commonly used in the Western Scattered Cultivation." Old Yellow Peel explained.

"You know that, too?" Zhang Peng was stunned and said, he didn't expect that Lao Huangpi didn't understand anything.

"The world's spells are out of Maoshan Mountain, in the great west, we are Taishan Beidou, the leader of the sects, and the leader of the industry...... "Lao Huangpi lost no time in boasting.

Li Dazhuang's face showed reverence, but Zhang Peng didn't ask what to do, and asked lightly, "And then?" ”

Old Huangpi touched his goatee and said, "These five ghosts hook the soul technique, and the damage is incomparable. First, the living person should be dismembered, stuffed into a clay pot, and then buried in a place where the yin qi is rich to nourish. Every 7749 days, it is dug up and recited the five ghost soul binding mantras to it, and the formed spirit body is imprisoned in the jar for nine years to take shape. Each time you use it, place the clay pot near the target, and then draw a chicken blood charm on the target's residence. At night, five evil spirits will come and kill their targets. ”

"How far is the movement?" Zhang Peng said.

"This depends on the strength of the evil spirit, less than a few tens of meters, more than a few thousand meters." Old Huangpi said.

"Send the photos in a group and mobilize everyone to find them." Zhang Peng turned his head to Li Dazhuang and said.

Two hours later, when it was almost dinner, Li Dazhuang returned to the ancestral hall sweating profusely, and said to Zhang Peng, who was drinking tea with Lao Huangpi, "I have found them all, and seven families have been painted and all of them have been destroyed." ”

"Where's the clay pot?" Zhang Peng asked.

Li Dazhu spread out his hands, indicating that he had not found it.

"Is it possible to be buried in the ground?" Zhang Peng asked Lao Huangpi.

"It is said that it is useless to bury it in the ground, and five clay pots are not small, digging a pit in the village, someone must have seen it." Old Huangpi said.

"Let's eat first, it's getting dark, I'll look for it tomorrow." Li Dazhuang said.

"Okay, then I'll go home first." After speaking, Zhang Peng turned around and left.

"Don't, since Brother Peng is here, no matter what you say tonight, you have to get drunk and not return." Li Dazhuang pulled Zhang Peng, grinned, and said with a smile. In and out of the words, it is necessary to leave Zhang Peng overnight.

"Okay, if you want me to stay, at least you have to find two girls to serve." Zhang Peng opened the conditions indiscriminately, "Don't be less than sixteen, don't be more than twenty-six, and don't want to be ugly." ”

"Okay...... Li Dazhuang put his arm on Zhang Peng's shoulder and said, "As long as you are not afraid, the two sisters-in-law will be unhappy if they find out." Don't say two, it's ten, a hundred, Da Zhuang will find you tonight. ”

Zhang Peng didn't speak, squinted his eyes, and stretched out his thumb to Li Dazhuang, the meaning was very clear, "Count you ruthless!" ”

In order not to stay overnight in Huangsha Village, Zhang Peng had no choice but to use a killer trick and go to the back of the ancestral hall with Lao Huangpi, summon the skeleton assassin, and let it search for the clay pot.

But after the skeleton assassin came out, he stood motionless, as if he didn't understand Zhang Peng's intentions.

"Move!" Zhang Peng urged, but the skeleton assassin still didn't move. In its eye sockets, two blue flames burned, mysterious and deep.

"Huh?" Zhang Peng frowned, followed the direction it was facing, turned his head, and looked at the corner of the wall behind him.

A tattered sheet, covered by a pile of debris. Zhang Peng was taken aback and took several steps back. With his heart moving, the skeleton assassin strode forward and lifted the rags.

Five clay pots appeared in front of me, neatly arranged in the corners of the wall. Zhang Peng quickly recovered from his shock, ran back to the ancestral hall, called Li Dazhuang and the others over, and secretly retrieved the skeleton assassin.

"Damn, it's hiding here!" Li Dazhuang scolded in a lost voice, only feeling that his IQ was insulted. As the saying goes, "the most dangerous place is the safest place", everyone generally believes that the ancestral hall with the blessing of the ancestors is the safest, so they didn't search here at all......

"What the hell!" Li Dazhuang scolded as he stepped forward, his big furry hand grabbing the red cloth cover, as if he wanted to find out.

Zhang Peng was about to open his mouth to stop it, but it was too late. I saw that Li Dazhuang pushed a little harder, and the lid was lifted.

Suddenly, Bai Sensen's bone hand rushed out. Li Dazhuang shook it on the spot, and then kicked open the clay pot.

The clay pot rolled to the side, Zhang Peng's eyes were quick, and he drew his gun and fired.

"Bang!"

In the dull sound of gunfire, the clay pots cracked and scattered all over the place, and the pungent smell suddenly permeated, and the people in the alleys supported the walls in disgust.

"Find a vacant lot and burn it." Old Huangpi reminded.

Li Dazhuang and others gradually came back to their senses, got a board car, and carried the clay pots into the car with all hands and feet, and were about to transport them to the door of the ancestral hall to burn them, but they were stopped by Zhang Peng.

"Don't make a noise, find a place where there are few people to burn, and then ......," Zhang Peng paused and said, "Make five identical clay pots, put them back, and cover them with the original rags." ”

Li Dazhuang thought about it for a while, then understood, and gave Zhang Peng a thumbs up.

In the depths of the village, when the clay pots were burned, there seemed to be several figures struggling in the fire, constantly screaming terrible. The people around him were all thrilled.

It didn't take long for Li Dazhuang to find five black clay pots of similar size and style, put them in place, cover them with the broken sheets, and restore them to their original shape. Then the people in the ancestral hall were dismissed, saying that the matter had been settled, and letting them each go home.

That night, Li Dazhuang went to several more people's homes. The next day, there was another strange story, saying that someone had seen a ghost and was scared to death......

Two days later, at noon, a man in a straw hat walked seemingly casually into the alley next to the ancestral hall. Seeing that the five clay pots were still in place, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of curvature.

But when he was about to leave, he found that the entrance to the alley was blocked by several young men armed with sticks. He was startled, turned around and walked two steps, when the other end of the alley was blocked again.

A strong man more than one or two meters tall came out of the crowd and grinned at him with a cruel smile.

"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, let's drink and chat together." Li Dazhuang twisted his neck and let out a series of "clucking" sounds.

"Big brother...... I...... I'm just passing by......" The man said with a smile as he took off his straw hat and showed a face with a sharp beak monkey's cheeks.

"It's okay, I'm just passing by." Li Dazhuang approached step by step, and his smile became more and more hideous.

"You...... Don't mess around...... I...... I'm a spellman. Who...... Who dares to touch me...... I...... I'll curse his whole family to death......" The man's face was as white as tinfoil, and he threatened in a trembling voice.

Hearing him say this, everyone was a little frightened, hesitated, and invariably retreated.

"It's okay, I'm an orphan, I have no father or mother, and I grew up eating hundreds of family meals. Rotten life, take it if you want, and ......" Li Dazhuang said in a rough voice, "I can kill you now, as long as I feel good." ”

"You found your own death!" The man's face was ruthless, and as he stepped back, he reached into his pocket, as if he had left something behind.

"If you dare to move again, I'll shoot you in the head!" There was a sudden sound of a broken cry behind him, and the man was so frightened that he quickly looked back. I saw a black hole in the muzzle, right at his head.

Seeing that the general trend was gone, the male protagonist lowered his hands in defeat and gave up resistance. Li Dazhuang took the lead, rushed over, and slapped him to the ground. Then everyone rushed up and stripped the man clean, leaving only a pair of underwear, pressing it in the corner of the wall, and pumping it to death!

"Dare to come to our village to harm people, I'm impatient!" "Hit, beat me to death!" "Damn, kick him to death!"

"Don't ...... Don't fight, ahhh ”

In an instant, the man's wail resounded through the alleys of the village. Everyone fought for a long time, and only then did Zhang Peng stop him by dragging the muddy man back to the ancestral hall and throwing him in the patio.

The man lay on the ground, motionless. Zhang Peng kicked his calf and said condescendingly: "Say it, give you a chance to live." ”

"I said, I said ......" The man's voice trembled, he raised his head and shouted, "It was Jiang Tao, Jiang Tao instructed me to do it, the boss of Nansheng Real Estate Company, he asked me to harm people." ”