The iron hook on the wooden frame in the room hung two lower bodies with a severed waist and a human head. Read the full text of the latest chapter, the man's head, black hair scattered on his miserable white face, looking extremely creepy.

After that moment of stunnedness, my stomach churned again. Nima's eyes don't seem to be a good thing.

Seeing the extra things in the blind old man's house, I can't help but guess that the blind old man had gone digging the grave last night after I had left. Otherwise, where did this extra come from, two lower bodies cut off and a head.

Do you dare to be more dedicated, dare not be more perverted, at this moment, I have the urge to throw the blind old man directly into the oil pan to fry.

My grandmother and I went into the blind old man's room, and we didn't turn on the light, so we walked in the dark, the only clean table in the blind old man's room. On the table, a statue of a nine-headed bird is enshrined.

I now have very strong night vision, the dark night has no effect on my vision, grandma's night vision is naturally not a problem, whether there is a light to illuminate, for me and grandma is dispensable.

I saw a large number of porcelain vases neatly arranged in front of the statue of the nine-headed bird on the table.

Grandma took out a large white cloth from the bag she was carrying, put it over the statue of the nine-headed bird, wrapped it around the red rope a few times, and picked the statue up from the table.

"Order the house." Grandma held the statue of the nine-headed bird and handed me the bag she was carrying.

"Order, order?" I was counting the number of porcelain vases on the table, and when I heard my grandmother's order, I didn't react for a while.

"Yes, use the gasoline and lighter in the bag to light the house." Grandma said one more thing, holding the statue of the nine-headed bird and walking towards the door of the room.

"Okay, grandma, just look at it." Grandma's affirmation made me smile widely.

I have never done anything to burn and loot as a traitor since I was a child, but this time I broke the word "burn" first, not to mention burning the blind old man's house, my mood is sunny.

Grandma mighty! I praised my grandmother in my heart for this wise decision.

I took out a few gasoline bottles from my grandmother's bag, spilled them in the blind old man's house, and then poured out all the cooking oil in the blind old man's house, and when I left the room, I lit a lighter and threw it into the blind old man's house, and in an instant, the blind old man's room was on fire.

Immediately after the blind old man's room was set on fire, my grandmother and I left the blind old man's house and headed for the town.

Of course, the statue of the nine-headed bird that my grandmother was holding in my arms was taken by me and carried it, and there was a short distance from the blind old man's residence to the town, and I couldn't make my grandmother tired.

After walking far away, I turned my head to look at the blind old man's residence, the raging fire, and the corners of my lips curled in a great arc.

No wonder Grandma went to fill a few bottles of gasoline when she arrived in town this afternoon, and she had planned to burn down the blind old man's house.

"By the way, grandma, I didn't bring out the bottle in that room." Suddenly remembering that the porcelain vase containing the ghost in the blind old man's room had never been brought out, I reminded my grandmother while holding the statue of the nine-headed bird.

I thought I was in a hurry, but I was walking with my grandmother, who walked briskly, but I had to trot all the way to keep up with her.

In the afternoon, when I went to the blind old man's house with my grandmother, my grandmother and I walked unhurriedly, and I didn't feel how fast my grandmother walked.

"There are no ghosts in the porcelain vase for a long time, and it's useless to bring them out." Grandma didn't stop walking, turned her head to look at me and explained to me.

"Hey, isn't the blind old man still having collected ninety-nine ghosts, why are those ghosts gone?" Grandma's puzzle made me raise my eyebrows.

"Every time a ghost is used to worship a nine-headed bird, the ghost that is enshrined no longer exists. It's all here. Grandma gestured to the statue of the nine-headed bird I was holding in my arms.

Grandma's answer made my scalp tingle, tremble, and almost threw the statue of the nine-headed bird in my arms.

What Grandma said made me feel that the nine-headed bird statue I was holding at the moment was a time bomb, no, far more terrifying than a time bomb.

Monster, I shudder when I think about it. What's more, it's still a big boss of the level of a nine-headed bird, which makes me resist the nine-headed bird statue in my arms.

"Without collecting the ninety-nine ghosts, it won't reveal its true identity. It's just that the blind old man already has seventy-six ghosts enshrined there, and the statue of this nine-headed bird is a little more troublesome to deal with. Grandma shook her head at me and smiled.

Although my grandmother's explanation made my heart feel a little relieved, I still felt that the nine-headed bird statue in my arms was too palatable.

My grandmother and I went to the town, and my grandmother took me to eat at the restaurant in the town before returning to the small mountain village of Purple Mountain.

Sitting in the restaurant, looking at the big fish and meat on the other table, my stomach was churning uncomfortably, and I couldn't help but wrinkle my forehead.

Grandma chuckled and patted my hands and ordered all the vegetarian dishes. But for vegetarian dishes, I only moved my chopsticks a few times and stopped eating them.

Witnessing the blind old man's flesh chopping and stuffing, coupled with the body parts of the dead body that the blind old man hung on the iron hook tonight, I didn't have the slightest appetite to eat anything.

"Hey, I said boss, this little wonton you gave here tastes good, and I will come back to you to eat wontons." There was a man at the next table, and at this time he opened his mouth to the busy shopkeeper.

"Cheng, I'll go to the blind old man to buy more wontons in the freezer in a while, and next time you come, I'll give you wontons." The shopkeeper heard the customer's words and answered happily.

Nima! Hearing the conversation between the man at the next table and the shopkeeper, I couldn't help but retch when I ran to the door of the restaurant, causing everyone in the restaurant to look at me.

My grandmother beckoned the shopkeeper to settle the bill, picked up the nine-headed bird statue and pulled me out of the restaurant.

I took the bus back to the small village of Purple Mountain, and I retched a few times from time to time along the way, which can be regarded as earning the attention of the people on the bus.

When I got home, my grandmother said that she would take care of the nine-headed bird statue and told me to go to bed earlier.

I was going to help my grandmother, but I even vomited out the bitter bile water along the way, and I didn't have the slightest energy, so I followed my grandmother's instructions and went back to the house to sleep.

By the time I woke up the next day, I was in a much better spirit. Wake up early to clean up and cook, and usher in a new day.

While eating breakfast, I asked my grandmother how to deal with the statue of the nine-headed bird, but my grandmother said that I should just practice well, and how to deal with the statue of the nine-headed bird is her business, and I don't need to know too much about it now.

Seeing that my grandmother didn't plan to mention more, I stopped asking no more.

What Grandma said is true, and I really don't need to know too much about demons now, after all, I don't specialize in this way, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with me.

After breakfast, I continued to practice at home.

When it was time to cook at noon, I found that there was no salt at home, and I told my grandmother to look at the pot, and I went out to buy salt at a small shop not far from home.

The outside of the shop was a place of gossip all day long, and I heard their chatter from afar about the fire that broke out yesterday in the house of a blind old man who sold wontons.

Some people talked about how big the fire was when the blind old man's house was on fire, how sad the blind old man's house was when it was burned down, and how sad the blind old man cried after the fire at the blind old man's house.

"Xiao Ran is about to start school, when will I leave?" Zhang Cuiping, who was dressed brightly in the crowd, saw my arrival and greeted me loudly.

Zhang Cuiping, my primary school classmate, her mother's family is above the town.

Zhang Cuiping dropped out of primary school before graduating, worked in a nightclub outside for many years with a good face, and returned to the town after earning enough money.

But it was the second dog of the Li family who died on the tenth day of the new year a few days after he married Zhang Cuiping.

On the day of the violent death of the second dog of the Li family, Zhang Cuiping was going to bury the second dog of the Li family hastily, saying that the mortuary of the New Year was unlucky at home.

The parents of the second dog son of the Li family have long passed away, and the second dog of the Li family is an only son, no one can stand up and resolutely oppose Zhang Cuiping's decision.

In the end, the elders surnamed Li really couldn't stand it, and stood up to speak, Zhang Cuiping could be regarded as letting the two dogs of the Li family stay at home for one night, and on the eleventh day of the first lunar month, the two dogs of the Li family were buried.

The people in the village were talking, Zhang Cuiping didn't feel it at all, no, she was already brightly dressed in the crowd at this moment, laughing uncontrollably.

"yes, I'll be gone in a few days." In response to Zhang Cuiping's inquiry, I went straight to the shop to buy salt.

For Zhang Cuiping, I actually have no impression, but after Zhang Cuiping saw me, she said in detail that she and I were in the same class in the first grade of primary school, I thought about it carefully, and then I remembered that there really seemed to be such a primary school classmate, whose name was Zhang Cuiping.

Back to this winter vacation in Zishan Xiaoshan Village, I don't go out often, but every time I go out, I can hear the villagers gossiping about Zhang Cuiping, who is newly married into Zishan Xiaoshan Village, and reveals her old background clearly.

When I heard the villagers gossiping about Zhang Cuiping, I was very impressed that the power of public opinion should not be underestimated.

After listening to Zhang Cuiping, I didn't think Zhang Cuiping was bad. If a person can do nothing, he will be able to change it.

But I saw Zhang Cuiping again today, seeing her bright and happy appearance, I was very angry with Zhang Cuiping in my heart, and I didn't want to talk to her more.

I don't understand how Zhang Cuiping, who has become the king of topics in the small mountain village of Zishan, has such a strong psychological element, can squeeze in the crowd, laugh so happily, and have the leisure and elegance to discuss the rights and wrongs of others.