The book continues above, I will continue to speak, and you will continue to listen.

When the old ghost said this, he seemed to be very interested in telling me a story. If you want to say that this guy is doing all the murder and poisoning of living beings, but his words always show that crepe atmosphere, which is completely different from the monsters I played in the club watching Journey to the West, but he does evil things more than monsters.

I thought about it, my uncle once told me that the old ghost was born in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and he grew up in everyone's compound since he was a child, so he somewhat understood the way he spoke. I weighed my situation, although this old ghost asked me in a tone of questioning, let me choose to listen or not listen, but what room is there, I am now on the road of Dao Mountain, I can't turn my head back, I have to listen, if I don't listen, I have to let the old ghost finish this story.

The old ghost's hairy face was close to me, his open lips were flying in all directions, and the long blood-colored tongue in his mouth danced wildly, and I was splashed wet from time to time by the spit that flew out of his mouth.

In the early morning of a cold day, just after dawn, an abandoned baby lay quietly next to the old well of Master Zhang's house in Shangyangbao. This abandoned baby was about half a year old, his cheeks were purple and red, his face was covered with a layer of white frost, and he was trembling all over his body in this climate of more than 30 degrees below zero, and he couldn't even squeeze out a cry. There is a square brick lying next to the abandoned baby, and there is a piece of paper used for "wiping dirt" under the square brick, to put it bluntly, it is the toilet paper used to wipe the buttocks now, and there are eight big characters on this hand paper: "The baby has been admitted to the hospital and cashed money as scheduled".

The little maid of the Zhang family happened to be cleaning the yard with the sunlight piercing the sky, and when she saw the abandoned baby, she was very panicked, and she woke up the old man of the Zhang family who was still asleep without much thought. Mr. Zhang took his family to the old well, and when he saw the child, the old man was not only not surprised, but laughed treacherously, as if he had obtained a treasure, he was very happy.

Master Zhang gave the abandoned baby a name, Zhang Fengyang.

The old man had a biological son, who had grown to three and a half years old, but I don't know what strange disease he had, this child was like no bones all over his body, soft and soft, so old, he couldn't walk, and he couldn't even crawl a few times, which made Master Zhang on fire for a while. The Zhang family strictly guarded this secret, and did not dare to publicize such an ugly thing to outsiders.

Until the early winter of this year, an old Taoist came from the outer house, silkworm eyebrows and phoenix eyes with a thin beard, a bun in his hair, a mixed yuan hat, and a Qinglan broken robe, this old Taoist didn't know when to break into the house, and came straight to Master Zhang and asked,

"Is the old man's son unable to sit and lie down?"

The old man was shocked and told the truth,

"Not only is it difficult to sit and stand, but it takes a lot of effort to even get up"

When Lao Dao heard this, he said a few more words, which probably meant to inform Master Zhang that if this child survived this winter, he would still not be able to stand and walk for a long time, and in the next year when it rained, the Zhang family would have a big disaster.

The old man was quite timid, and begged for a while, hoping that the old man could help him avoid this disaster, and he could afford to give him more silver and two coins, so he pleaded like this, and only knelt on his knees and kowtowed. After a while, Lao Dao frowned and said,

"Master Zhang's calamity is not unbreakable, it's just that he needs that medicine primer!"

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said,

"Please speak up, master!"

"This medicine primer is the most turbid baby in heaven and earth, this baby has neither four pillars nor eight characters, and the five rats are not found, and it is difficult to find such a baby, just like looking for a needle in a haystack!"

"Although the master speaks, even if he spends all his money, the old decay will survive such a catastrophe!" Master Zhang was like a demon, convinced of this old word, for fear of missing half a word. Lao Dao narrowed his eyes, looked at Master Zhang obliquely, and said,

"The master's thoughts, quite rare, poor road rushed to this is also to cross your Zhang family in the fire and water, see the master Zhang so sincere, I will try my best, if you can find the second baby, I will hand it over to the house, you must peel off its skin, take out half of the organs from the abdomen, this organ with Ganoderma lucidum ginseng cordyceps, mixed with three bubbles of children's urine, boiled for eight days, out of the soup to feed to the son, three days later, the son will be able to have wind under his feet, stand up to the sky!"

Hearing this, Master Zhang knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Lao Dao, and said gratefully. Seeing this, Lao Dao helped him up and said,

"Master, why is this, I haven't finished this matter yet, and I can't stand this gift. Remember, if I find this baby, after you take out half of the organs, you must not kill it, you must give birth to it, this is the fate of the Zhang family, remember to remember. Then, Lao Dao agreed with Master Zhang about the payment of the silver money, and left in a hurry.

The depression in Master Zhang's chest disappeared in an instant, and his spirit was better day by day, not to mention how excited he was.

Finally came to this morning of the cold day, Lao Dao sent the baby to the old well as promised, Master Zhang naturally did not dare to slack off, he truthfully followed the instructions of Lao Dao, washed the baby who was frozen to the skin and flesh almost cracked, and found the knife master of the dining room in the house, peeled the baby and broke the belly, the two of you cut me to the child's stomach in half, and hurriedly sewed it in a hurry, threw it on the board of the dining room, and boiled the decoction in a panic with the organs.

Speaking of this, the old ghost's hairy face suddenly became distorted, stared at me viciously, and the four-petaled lips turned outward, revealing the fangs of the mad, and suddenly yelled at me,

"Do you know who this disemboweled-out abandoned baby is?"

I didn't expect that I could listen to it, and I didn't take it out of the story for a while, and I didn't react. The old ghost's expression suddenly became painful, and the four lips were put together again. I saw him lower his head, his fists clenched tightly, as if there was infinite anger and pain in his chest, and said,

"This abandoned baby is old and decayed! The one who drank the decoction boiled from my internal organs is your uncle! ”

Hearing this, my hairs seemed to stand on end, what kind of story is this, it is quite different from what my uncle told me. If this old man's own son is an uncle, then, in the story told by the uncle, he and the old ghost should be playmates from childhood to adulthood in Zhangfu, but the old ghost was jealous and had evil thoughts, greedy for wealth and vain desire for immortality, so he embarked on this road of no return. I was confused, but still didn't have a good idea of the old ghost, so I asked,

"It's good, it's good that the Zhang family has nurturing grace for you! You, you killed the big cat in the end, and you killed the whole uncle's family! ”

"Humph! What a baby who doesn't eat oil and salt! As soon as the old ghost finished speaking, suddenly there were deafening explosions from outside the forest, and they kept approaching.

"Bang! Bang! Rumble! Rumble! "The explosions grew louder and louder, and after a while, gunfire erupted in the woods.