In the past, Zhang Jixiang felt that there were only two kinds of truths in this world, one was the fist, and whoever had a hard fist was the truth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoLater, when the country gradually tended to be stable, and only a hard fist could no longer support its own truth, another reason was the eternal financial interests.

When a person has both, Zhang Jixiang feels that it is not an exaggeration to say that such a person is the emperor of the soil. For example, the chief handler.

However, when the door of this small courtyard, the extremely simple oil lamp and bean-sized lamp suddenly burst out of the one-foot-high fire, Zhang Jixiang suddenly found that there may really be another truth in this world.

That is the group of people who grew up in this world, and who have always insisted on having a god. This truth, which Zhang Jixiang looked down on before, has supported the simplicity and kindness of this land of China for thousands of years.

There was a strong smell of urine, and what was even more disgusting, there was a burst of foul smell. The four people other than Zhang Jixiang were already paralyzed, their faces were dull, and they didn't even make the most basic shouts.

Zhang Jixiang felt that his hands and feet were a little stiff, and his spine was cold.

Leng Qi gasped and said in a low voice: "Don't make a sound, I want to see where the resentment on this thing comes from!" ”

Mao Moon, dark night clouds, can only see a vague black shadow, and smell the smell of corpses.

The sound of snapping water, when he walked to the corpse lamp, he no longer approached, and the candle flame flickered again, and the half-human-high pillar of fire on the palm-sized saucer did not shine a trace of light, except for the green and faint fire, it was still dark.

"This fire is for the dead to see, some things think they are still alive after they die, so the ghost does not disperse and harms people, this time the master let him see clearly, what he looks like! After the fire is extinguished, if you accept this bowl of the last meal in the yang world safely, it doesn't hurt for me to send him all the way, if not, hehe......"

Leng Qi pursed his nose vigorously, and the feces and urine of the living person and the smell of the corpse made his nose itch.

Zhang Jixiang's throat was astringent, and he asked, "If not, then what?" ”

"Then it's troublesome......" Leng Qi paused and rubbed his brows.

Zhang Jixiang: "......"

The half-human-high pillar of fire only lasted for a few breaths, and it seemed to have exhausted the half of the soybean oil, and there was nothing left. Zhang Jixiang looked at Leng Qi suspiciously, he couldn't see anything at all for a while?

Leng Qi also wondered, it shouldn't be, it is said that no matter how much resentment a person has when he dies, he must at least have a reaction when he sees his appearance after death.

"Your mother, pretend to be a ghost!"

Leng Qiwan didn't expect that one of the four people who had been paralyzed by fright and frightened to the extreme didn't listen to his previous words, picked up a flashlight and shone it over, but the light of the flashlight only stayed for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and the person also fell to the ground with a pop, and the dim flashlight shone on the man's twisted and spasmodic face.

This person is not saved, the three souls who are frightened will not return, and the separation of the seven spirits is not an empty word.

Leng Qi's scalp is also numb, obediently, the flesh on his body has melted, what kind of water sound is this.

Leng Qi just wanted to remind the other people, but found that the three people had already fainted. This is good, but Zhang Jixiang's face is pale, and he refuses to show his cowardice.

There was another sound, and the bowl of raw rice was turned over directly, Leng Qi was startled, and said that it was not good.

Zhang Jixiang suddenly tore Leng Qi's collar, stared at Leng Qi and hissed, "Boy, are you sure these things are not your ghosts?" ”

How could Leng Qi have the kung fu to talk nonsense with him, and scolded: "If you don't have a brain, I'll fuck your uncle's ghost!" After speaking, he slapped Zhang Jixiang's hand away, stood up and rushed out.

Zhang Jixiang sat on the ground with his buttocks, weak, and sweat on his head like rain.

Death is evil, death is evil. Speaking of which, many people may still wonder what this evil is, and what is the difference between this evil and a resentful ghost. The evil in feng shui, we all know, is the conflict between the magnetic field and the magnetic field of the human body itself, which is a kind of evil. The death here is a kind of corpse in the Maoshan vein. Let's talk about ghosts first, all of them are the three souls and seven souls of people who complain and do not disperse, and zombies are the souls of people who have gone after death, and they are stiff but not rotten. This corpse, after a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits gather but do not disperse or leave. The body is not stiff, but it is lifeless, gradually rotting day by day, and the resentment of the three souls is not gone, but it is still in the body, and this thing can also be said to be a kind of powerful ghost in disguise.

The corpse demon can turn into a demon by chance, so this corpse demon is a very fierce existence.

As soon as Leng Qi rushed out, he stopped his steps, nothing else, he was scared! Seriously, over the years, he has experienced a lot, and he has almost encountered all the things that ordinary people can't encounter in eight lifetimes in his life.

Why are you afraid? Just because of this, when Leng Qi just rushed out, he shouted very clearly: "Soldier! Soldier! Jiang Dabing, the weather is hot and ...... die"

Leng Qi didn't go to school for a few years, and the years he went to school were also pulling calves and rolling day by day, so it wasn't until later that Leng Qi found a word to describe it, there is a horror in this world called, think about it carefully!

Seeing that the flesh on his body had turned into thick water, the corpse ignored himself and approached the door of Jiang Dabing's house step by step, as if a neighbor was visiting the door, and kept repeating this sentence numbly: "Soldier! Soldier! Jiang Dabing! The weather is hot and ......"

Jiang Dabing's house came from the woman's cry, Jiang Dabing's wife slept to death at night before, this time, the Zhuangzi was boiling, it was impossible to fall asleep again.

Leng Qi stopped the hairy feeling in his heart, he was a mountain character lineage, and he was frightened by a corpse when he passed it out in the future, and when he went underground, he saw the master and didn't kill the old man.

"Yang Laipi!"

Leng Qiyun was full of luck, and he screamed violently, shaking the windows in the yard and falling to the ground, which is strange to say, this roar, the dogs who were afraid to coward in the Zhuangzi before no longer let out a whining and screaming, but screamed wildly.

Yang Laipi, who kept moving towards the door of the hall, suddenly stopped, Leng Qi didn't see Yang Laipi turn around, but twisted his neck.

The dark clouds drifted by, and the hairy moon in the sky was gone. It will be sunny or not, and it will be cloudy or not cloudy, and it will be called a night owl day in the countryside. As the saying goes, night owls are in the sky, and ghosts enter the house. Now it seems that this is not without reason.

"GI! Soldier! Jiang Dabing, the weather is hot and ...... die"

Leng Qi listened to Yang Laipi's extremely treacherous scream, and saw a black thing fall from Yang Laipi's face, Leng Qi swallowed and suddenly responded:

"Hey, I'm Jiang Dabing......"

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