The rustling sound overhead continued, like a rain of sand.

At the same time, the sound of heavy footsteps in the house seemed to be stepping on the tip of everyone's heart.

I don't know if Uncle Shi Lin shouted and ran, in short, they were all rushing outside in a hurry.

Then there was a crunch sound from inside the hall, as if something had fallen to the ground and shattered. Ji Zimo and the others didn't dare to look back, the distance between the threshold and the courtyard dam was about a few feet away, and now it seemed to be more than that.

No one can take care of anyone in the chaos, and when Ji Zimo ran out of Shi Lin's house with Uncle Shi Lin and his cousin, he turned around and disappeared Su Qingmei.

"Clear your eyebrows. Ji Zimo's magnetic voice shouted in the night with great penetration, and it spread far away, causing a burst of dog barking, and after a few seconds, a dead silence returned.

Ji Zimo was suddenly very afraid of this dead silence, and missed the noise of the city a little. Even if the whole city was asleep, there would still be the sound of night owls.

He subconsciously looked at his hand, remembering that it was this hand that firmly grabbed Su Qingmei just now, why was her hand missing when she ran out of the threshold?

"No, I'm going to go back and find it."

Uncle Shi Lin dragged Ji Zimo to the ground and didn't let him go back.

"Uncle, my girlfriend is gone, I have to go back to find it." Ji Zimo intended to break free from the other party's control and rushed straight to the door of the black hole.

When Uncle Mi was talking, "No, wait for dawn!" He looked extremely alarmed.

"Clear your eyebrows." Ji Zimo was unwilling, shouted in his mouth, and vigorously broke free from Uncle Shi Lin's control and went straight to the hall.

In fact, Ji Zimo should have thought that Shilin's home was not wide. He still remembered that Su Qingmei grabbed his arm a second ago, and he didn't know when he disappeared.

He took out his mobile phone and shook the screen of his phone, and the blue faint light swept into the hall.

Something fell on the ground.

Ji Zimo walked over, squatted down and turned the thing over, only to see that it was the portrait of Shi Lin's stepfather. The pair of eyes full of anger in the portrait, and the creepy expression, made him feel cold.

Suddenly, a pair of trembling hands from behind him slowly approached him and slapped him on the shoulder.

Startled, Ji Zimo let out a nervous scream, and instinctively turned his head to look. It was Uncle Shi Lin, who went and returned nervously and said to him, "Let's go!" Come to your girlfriend at dawn. ”

"Why dawn?" Ji Zimo stood up suddenly, the range of the firefly light in his hand was not wide, and he walked towards the kitchen with difficulty with his lead-filled legs.

The stench in the kitchen was smoking, the back door of the kitchen was ajar, and a stream of cold wind came to his face, hitting Ji Zimo very cold.

Uncle Shi Lin left with his child.

There was only Ji Zimo left in the house.

He had to find Su Qingmei before he could leave, and he had to protect her.

Shi Lin's home is on the side of the road, and on both sides of the road is the small leaf locust, so will the end of the road be a slaughter field? And the protagonist of the massacre will not be Shi Lin's stepfather!

Aunt Shi Lin said that his stepfather was suspicious, and he always had a sharp weapon by his side at any time. It's either an axe or a sharp knife, because he is always alert to the things around him, and his guard is insecure.

Even when he slept, he was pressed with a knife or an axe under his mat in the heat and cold.

Ji Zimo felt that Shi Lin's stepfather was not guarding against people, but more like guarding against things that were not human.

The back door of the kitchen was ajar, as if someone had just come out, and the door swayed gently in the cold wind. The darkness behind the door was like a bottomless pit, and the light in his hand was so insignificant here that it could not penetrate the thick black curtain.

Ji Zimo felt that the cold wind was swishing, but he didn't know where the cold wind came from. Staring wide-eyed, there was a faint fog all around, and a trace of gloom and weirdness seeped out of the pale white mist.

After walking for a while, his surroundings became more and more familiar to him. The familiar small leaf locust, the mist, and the pervasive mysterious aura around it, this is the road that appeared in the dream.

Ji Zimo had a feeling that Su Qingmei was somewhere in front of him, and he was being subjected to terrible things. He thought of the scene he saw from the window in a nightmare, a wicked man wearing a mask, cruelly skinning......

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, Ji Zimo ran with a deep foot and a shallow foot and rushed forward.

The ground was damp and seemed to have moss, so I slipped and got up after running a few steps. When he slipped and got up again, there was a circle of light and shadow above his head, and he raised his head to look at the light and shadow, a white hand, holding up a lantern that flickered yellow.

He couldn't see the owner of the hand, and half of his master's body was hidden in the mist.

"Who?" Ji Zimo asked in a low voice. The lantern fluttered for a moment and did not leave, continuing to shine above his head.

Ji Zimo refused to go with the lantern, he had a bad premonition, afraid that the lantern would take him to a place he didn't want to go.

"Kid." A cordial shout startled Ji Zimo as if he was in a dream, and the person who called him was his mother. The old mother looked at him with a kind face, open her arms and a smile.

"Mom...... "The dearest person in the world has a call to you, no matter who you are, no matter where you are, it is difficult to resist the call that comes from blood thicker than water.

Ji Zimo pounced desperately.

The kind old mother has a faint and invisible smile hidden between her eyebrows. Ji Zimo, who didn't know it, was about to rush into her arms, and in a moment, she shouted, and a golden light stabbed Ji Zimo's mother like a sword.

When Ji Zimo heard the shouting, he was stunned for a moment, and the distance between him and his mother was half a beat away, and the golden light was faster than him—in an instant, people disappeared, and some were still fog, including the demagogic lantern that disappeared at the same time.

The person who shouted was none other than Ji Zimo's master Kang Zhentian.

Ji Zimo instantly sobered up and looked at the master and the people around him.

"Zimo." The master walked over, and the gossip mirror shouted to him as he slipped into the diagonal cloth bag.

"Master, why are you here?"

Kang Zhentian said to Ji Zimo with a solemn face: "If you use your brains to do things, these things will not happen." ”

"Me."

"What am I? Souls host hosts, and people die. Even if he doesn't die, he will lose his yang energy and be weakened because of it. Su Qingmei is a daughter's body, the female body is already yin, and then she is boarded by Shilin bastards, what will her body become, you think for yourself. ”

"Master."

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's go to Uncle Shilin's place." As Kang Zhentian spoke, he walked towards the back door of the kitchen.

Ji Zimo didn't want to leave, he wanted to find Su Qingmei. But when the master came, he couldn't disobey the master's orders, not to mention, he had always obeyed the master's words.

Ji Zimo followed behind his master and retreated into the kitchen.

Master was asking Uncle Shi Lin where the back door of the kitchen led.

Uncle Shi Lin said: "It leads to Sanlidui. ”

At first glance, the name Sanlidui is not strange, but when you dig deeper, you find that it is far more than you think. Uncle Shi Lin said that a long time ago, when he was still young, there was a rare mudslide landslide here, and many people died.

The banned road next to Shi Lin's house used to be a place where dead people were piled up, three miles and a pile, and the scene looked particularly infiltrating. Later, the small locust of this road rose strangely, covering the entire road surface tightly.

In broad daylight, people pass by this road, and they also feel the cold swishing through their necks. If you pass by here at night, you can still hear whimpering and crying, and some people are afraid to walk with flashlights.

But the flashlight is not used. When you enter this section, the flashlight will go out for no reason.

Later, someone thought of pulling wires in and making a street lamp on a tree branch every once in a while. But what I didn't expect was that at night, the street lights would not turn on anyway.

I don't know who came up with the idea of using paper lanterns.

Not to mention, walking this road with paper lanterns lit up, there was no extinguishing until Shi Lin's stepfather came, and the road was banned and turned into a vegetable garden to reclaim.

After returning to Uncle Shi Lin's house, the sky was already bright.

Kang Zhentian calculated that Su Qingmei would be fine, let Ji Zimo take a rest, recuperate and wait for the dawn to find someone.

The house in the countryside is not soundproof, Ji Zimo was worried about Su Qingmei in his heart, and the conversation between the master and Uncle Shi Lin came from his ears.

They're talking about women.

This woman is related to Shi Lin and is the adopted daughter of his stepfather.

The adopted daughter came out of a place in Gansu many years ago and met Shi Lin's stepfather on the train, and was recognized as an adopted daughter and brought home.

Gansu is in trouble, there is no harvest in a year, many livestock are starved to death, the life of people is very bitter and cold, there is no food and no clothing, the little girl is to follow the adults out to escape the famine. When Shi Lin's stepfather brought her back to Sichuan, she simply jumped from the chaff basket to Mi Luodou, and the white rice raised her to be white and chubby in a few months.

Shi Lin rarely goes home when he reads.

The stepfather was bent on matching this woman with Shi Lin.

But Shi Lin was stunned and didn't agree, and he didn't even bother to go home. Shi Lin's mother complied with the child's wishes and didn't say much, plus this woman always had an inexplicable relationship with Zhong Maniac, so she didn't agree.

Later, Zhong Maniac took the woman out and didn't come back for a long time. A year and a half later, he returned, but the woman was gone.

Shi Lin's mother was so happy that she didn't ask, and she continued to live at sunrise and rest every day.

Zhong Madman made a well-dressed grave behind his back after Shilin's mother went out. When asked who he got it for, Madman Zhong didn't say it until he died.

Then Ji Zimo heard the sound of the master's coughing, and sighed: "Zimo, this kid has a good heart, he rarely takes the initiative to talk to me about things, and I don't bother to contact him, if it weren't for the problem of the scorched corpse, I wouldn't have thought of calling him." I gave a phone call to remind me that I was not in the service area, and I went to the hospital to ask Shi Lin's fiancée to know that he had come to Fenglin Town, and where he left the objects of the body guard, so I didn't worry about it, so I rushed here immediately. ”

"It's just the right time, I want to ask what's going on with the charred corpse?" Uncle Shi Lin began to doubt the identity of his master Kang Zhentian.

Kang Zhentian smiled and said in an easy-going tone: "It's nothing, a friend from the city bureau asked me to help him do an appraisal, and one or two sentences are not clear." ”

"That's good to say, why don't you take a break and call the old woman to boil chicken soup to make up for Zimo's body?"

Kang Zhentian laughed and said, "No need, my apprentice is not so weak. He rests for a while, and he is alive again, so you can rest assured! As he spoke, Uncle Shi Lin brought the mulberry leaf tea and handed it over, he took a sip and nodded: "Yes, authentic mulberry leaf tea." ”

"That's it."

"Your nephew's family has become like this, all thanks to his stepfather, Feng Shui is the most taboo to sit on the side of the road. The home of this stone forest, a road on the left, and a road on the right sandwich the house in the middle, like a ghost carrying a sedan chair, plus the road you talked about has resentment and the sound of ghosts crying, it is undoubtedly the house of the great murderer. ”

"Ahh

Ji Zimo thought, Master, this is an exception. He had sworn that he would wash his hands of gold, and it would only be because of his recklessness that he rushed desperately to break his oath.

Ji Zimo couldn't help crying, the master really regarded him as his own son, but he didn't consult the master about anything, and he caused a lot of trouble by acting alone.

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