Hell in broad daylight, I've seen this kind of thing.

Listening to the cry from the woods, I trembled a few times, and cautiously said to the old man Zuo: "This injustice is a bit powerful, everyone can come out in broad daylight."

"That's the case when the grievance is heavy, the soul that can become evil is not a good stubble." The old man explained to me that he walked around the tomb twice, as if he was observing something.

At this time, the crying in the woods grew louder and louder, and I shuddered when I heard it.

The sound seemed to come from the forest on the right, but when I listened closely, it changed to the left.

No matter how much I listened, I still couldn't figure out the exact location of the cry, and I just felt that people were crying everywhere.

"Put incense in the soil in front of the tombstone." Old man Zuo said.

I hummed, stepped forward a few steps, and steadily inserted the incense into the dirt.

At the moment when the incense was inserted into the soil, only a scream was heard, and the incense that had just been inserted into the ground seemed to have been bounced out of it, and it was suddenly scattered all over the ground.

If I hadn't dodged so quickly just now, I guess a few sticks of incense would have been inserted into my eyes.

"Chen Ling! I don't want you to bully people like this! ”

Although I was scared, I couldn't help but feel aggrieved now: "We are good people! What are you doing with me! Not as unreasonable as you! ”

Old man Zuo looked at me like a fool, and said scoldingly: "Have you forgotten the four words "evil ghost unintentional?" Explain to it that there's a fart! ”

"What now?" I asked, frowning.

"It doesn't even want to eat it now." Old man Zuo sighed: "Let's go back first, let Wang Dong and his parents come for a trip, and we'll talk about it later." ”

I nodded.

Without waiting for me to say anything, I saw the old man Zuo slowly take out an ink fountain from his pocket, which is the kind of ink fountain that carpenters used to play the thread, I seem to have seen this thing in some Hong Kong zombie movies

"Lao Zuo, are you going to cosplay Lin Zhengying?" I asked amusedly.

The old man Zuo glared at me, didn't speak, silently pulled out the ink fountain line, circled Chen Ling's tombstone a few times, and then tied a slipknot and put the ink fountain directly on the grave.

Strange to say, just as he was finishing this, the crying in the forest suddenly stopped.

"Walking." The old man waved at me, but without waiting for my meaning, he walked down the mountain with a cigarette in his mouth.

I hurriedly caught up with him and asked with great interest, "What trick did you have just now?" Can it be useful to cure the wrongs of zombies? ”

"There is no such thing as a simple zombie in this world, they are all unjust, and there is no distinction between physical and virtual bodies." Old man Zuo took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Besides, it's not an ordinary thing for me to take an ink bucket, it's called Lu Bandou, it was given to me by an old friend of mine, this thing"

"Oops, fuck! Old Left! You're not interesting enough! I glared at him angrily.

"What's wrong?" Old man Zuo was stunned for a moment, probably not reacting.

"I've called you so much, Master, and you won't even give me a magic weapon, so you're making a fuss." I looked at the old man Zuo pitifully, and put on an expression of being oppressed and bullied: "Won't you give me something?" ”

"It's good for Lao Tzu to teach you spells, what more do you want!" The old man left glared.

From this I can see that this old guy is similar to my grandfather, belongs to the type of iron rooster, but as long as he is kind and persuasive, he plays the emotional card

"Grandpa Zuo, I took you as my own grandfather, did you treat your grandson like this?" I asked with my mouth flattened.

The old man Zuo shuddered, and pushed me away with disgust: "Don't sell me cuteness to the old man, you look like you are selling cuteness, you know?" ”

Wow, this old man's mouth is really poisonous!

If it weren't for the fact that you're older than me, I wouldn't have to

"That for me?" I turned around and pointed to the ink fountain on the tombstone.

"That's my housekeeping baby!!" Old man Zuo jumped up angrily and shook his head again and again: "That's not good!" ”

"You're good at picking on the door." I muttered.

Old man Zuo's eyes rolled, and he suddenly showed an extremely weird smile: "It's not impossible for me to give it to you." ”

"How?"

"After I go back, I will buy ten Great China for my grandfather, and I will serve you with good wine every day, so I will give it to you for a month." The old man said without changing his face.

I was also blinded by lard at the time, and I didn't think about it, so I nodded bluntly: "Okay!" That's it! ”

When I saw the old man Zuo's face full of cheap smiles, I knew that I had been tricked.

"You're not going to be in the shadows of me, are you?" With my last hope in my arms, I asked.

"Where can it, although that ink fountain was originally meant to be left to you, but if you don't go through some hardships, how can you inherit such a sharp treasure?" Old man Zuo said with a laugh.

Fuck me.

I'm now sure I've fucking got fucked.

The emotional thing was meant to be left to me?!! Then why did I buy Chinese for him?!!

"That's really not an ordinary thing, is it?" I shivered and lit a cigarette.

"I can guarantee this, as for how powerful this Lu Bandou is, you will know soon." The old man Zuo smiled mysteriously: "I tied the ink bucket to the tombstone just now, in order to temporarily suppress the resentment, lest this smell of resentment attract all the injustices of ten miles and eight towns."

"Let's wait for Chen Ling to pass the first seven?"

"It's not, before the first seven days was the safest time for Wang Dong's family, what we have to do is to let them suffer a little in the past few days." Old man Zuo sneered.

At that time, I didn't understand what Old Man Zuo meant by desserting.

When he went back, he called the village party secretary's family to talk, and I realized that the old man Zuo was even more insidious than I imagined.

"I just went to the grave to talk to Chen Ling, and she wants you to kneel and knock up the mountain, and then donate two sums of money, which should be compensation for Chen Ling's family and Sun Sheng's family." The old man Zuo sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette nonchalantly, not taking the ugly expressions of the village party secretary seriously at all.

"Daoist Zuo, didn't you say you could help me solve this matter? Why do you have to spend money? The village party secretary frowned: "We have to kneel three times and knock up the mountain, this is a bit too much, right?!" ”

"Who told me to do my best to keep him coming yesterday?" The old man Zuo rolled his eyelids, and said angrily: "If you don't want to do this, I won't force it, anyway, whether you do it or not won't affect me, the old man will go and take it in two days, don't look for me in the future!" ”

was scolded like this, and the village party secretary was not angry, but looked a little scared.

What is he afraid of?

Is it a fear of death?

No.

What he fears is that the rights he is proud of will disappear in an instant!

"This matter" The village party secretary gritted his teeth, and under my disbelieving gaze, he nodded: "I did it!" How much you want to donate, you can tell me. ”

Why did this grandson agree so happily?! I thought he would hesitate for a while!!

"One million for a family, this number is not too big for you, and it is enough to eliminate Chen Ling's resentment." Old man Zuo smiled.

The village party secretary sighed, nodded again, and said, this can be regarded as a disaster and disaster.

"By the way, it's not just you who donate money, it's not just the three of you who want to kneel and bow up the mountain." Old man Zuo put away his smile and said coldly: "Everyone who participated in Chen Ling's matter that day had a share, and these troublesome things will be left to you to talk about." ”

"It's a bit difficult to ask each of them to donate two million." The village party secretary frowned.

"Then donate less, 500,000 yuan per person, if it doesn't work, you can borrow it first, and then ask them for an account." The old man Zuo shook off the ashes of his cigarette and said word by word: "Tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning, call all the people and come here to gather, and I will take you up the mountain to worship ghosts." ”

At that time, I didn't expect that Old Man Zuo and I had already planned everything and was being implemented, and everything was going according to our plan, but

That night, the village party secretary anxiously knocked on the door of the old man Zuo.

"Left Dao Chief!! My son's friends are all dead!! Hurry up and take a look!! ”

Soon, the old man Zuo frowned, opened the door, and walked out.

"What's going on?"

"Haunted," the village party secretary trembled: "My son's friends are like crazy, and they chop up all their family members with kitchen knives at night, and then they all"

"What's wrong? You say! Old man Zuo glared.

The village party secretary was startled by the roar of the old man Zuo, and replied hurriedly.

"All of them killed themselves!!"

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