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In the dim light of the oil lamp, his father, who was as strong as an ox, was surrounded by layers of shadows, screaming and wailing as he desperately fled. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He wanted to go over and pull up his father and run away, but he was separated by those shadows, and he couldn't get any closer. In desperation, he suddenly thought of the legendary Lao Zhang, who specializes in ghost hunting, so he ran to Lao Zhang's house to ask for help.

Shadow? What kind of shadow? Ping Yanzi shook his head: I can't see clearly, I feel that there are many, many of them, all of them are throwing themselves at my father. It was like beating my father. "But it didn't hurt you, did it?" "Yes, there is nothing unfavorable to me other than to prevent me from getting close to my father."

Lao Zhang nodded. I probably have a number in mind. It's obvious revenge, but it doesn't affect the family. When Lao Zhang asked Ping, Xicheng walked around the room with his hands behind his back, carefully looking at everything in the room. There was not much furniture in the room, a table and two chairs, a bed and a cupboard, which seemed to be used for clothes. It's just that the closer you get to the cabinet, the heavier the bloody gas. As soon as Xicheng reached out and opened the cabinet, a heavy stream of blood rushed to his face, and he couldn't help but cover his nose. Several other people also leaned over and looked inside the cabinet together. There was not a single garment in the cupboard, only a large basin, which was full of something like blood but thicker than blood, and a half-gnawed cow's heart, which was soaked in the basin. Everything in front of him made the grandfather who had just vomited couldn't help but run to the yard and vomit. Above the basin was a wooden board fixed to the back of the cupboard, on which there was a strange pottery statue, like a human but not a human, with obvious facial features on the face, but the body was thick and long, and there were no hands and feet. "Offering!" Xicheng suddenly said something, Lao Zhang also nodded, reached out and picked up a handful of knotted red silk threads from the wooden board, and looked at it carefully. "Uncle Shi, this is a soul locking knot, right?" Ah Yuan asked. "Yes, you see, there's a soul-locking knot on every thread here, and there's a soul locked in each knot. With such a large handful of silk threads, how many souls have to be locked in it! ”

After vomiting, the grandfather who had just entered the house interjected and asked weakly: "He is a butcher, why do you lock so many souls?" ”

Lao Zhang glanced at him very dissatisfied: "Bear baby, don't you know how to use your bear brain?" Where is this butcher's lock, it is clearly made by this thing he worshipped! ”

The scolded grandfather shrank his head and muttered in a low voice: "People call Xiuming, Xiuming, what bear brains, why do people have bear brains!" Ah Yuan and Ah Bin couldn't help but laugh. Lao Zhang ignored him and continued to study the Soul Lock Knot. Ah Bin couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Shi, where did you say that the butcher got so many people's souls to lock." This soul knot is not more than a hundred, but it is almost the same, if so many people lose their souls, how can we not know any news? "Well, Abin still knows how to use his brain, but I took a look, and this soul lock is not the soul of a person, but the soul of a cow!" After Lao Zhang finished speaking, he handed a soul lock knot in his hand to Xicheng and asked Xicheng to take a closer look. Sure enough, Xicheng also saw the difference: "It's indeed the lock animal!" Every time the butcher kills the cow, he brings in the heart of the cow, in addition to offering sacrifices, I am afraid it is to lock their souls."

The three apprentices were a little surprised: feeding on the heart and blood of cows and locking the souls of more than 100 cows, what an evil thing to do!

Lao Zhang walked up to the butcher, untied his talisman and rope, and poured the talisman water as well, just waiting for him to soberly understand the ins and outs of the matter.

The butcher was completely unhuman, his eyes were swollen and only one was left, and his face was covered with injuries that made him look very horrible.

At the beginning, no matter how Lao Zhang and Xicheng asked, he answered in silence. It wasn't until Lao Zhang was really angry that he took his junior brothers and apprentices to leave, and he was afraid of not caring about his nosy anymore, so he knelt on the ground and begged Lao Zhang not to go, saying that if they left, he would definitely not survive tonight. Ping Yanzi also pleaded bitterly on the side, although his father was not a good father, but after all, he was his own father, and no son wanted his father to die miserably like this.

Lao Zhang and they still stayed, and with the butcher's narration, the truth of this bloody and strange incident gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The butcher used to be a normal man, like all people, marrying a wife and having children to earn money to support his family. His wife was honest and virtuous, not only did the housework be well organized, but also gave birth to two sons. The family happily lived in this simple town until his wife became pregnant with her third son.

Behind the courtyard wall of the butcher's house grew a large willow tree. The willow tree was so thick that it took two or three grown men to hug it. No one can say how many years it has been. The butcher's grandfather once said that the tree existed when he was a child. There is a saying that the tree is prosperous and prosperous, this tree has always been flourishing, and the butcher's family has been prosperous for several generations, so I feel more and more that the prosperity of this tree is closely related to the rise and fall of the family, so I cherish this tree very much. Every time a cow is slaughtered, there is always some leftover cow blood, and the butcher's family will dump it under the willow tree to add nutrients to the willow tree and make the willow tree more lush. Over time, it has become a habit, and the butcher has seen his grandfather and father do this since he was a child, and he doesn't know how many generations he has been here.

When my wife was pregnant with her third child, she reacted more during pregnancy, and the butcher, who often tossed and turned at night, couldn't sleep well. And the butcher has to kill pigs and cattle when he gets up early, and if he doesn't sleep well, he has no energy and no strength. So, the wife offered to go to another room to sleep, so that the butcher could rest well and do business well.

On the night after his wife moved away, the butcher had a dream in which a beautiful woman came out of the willow tree and floated to his side like a fairy, looking at him with affection. The butcher has never seen such a beautiful woman, although the fair-skinned and watery girl in Xiangxi is famous, and his wife was also a famous local handsome daughter-in-law when she was young, but compared with this woman, it is simply the difference between Zhu Bajie and Chang'e. is not only beautiful and moving, but also charming, and even untied his clothes and took the initiative to be warm with him in every way. Let the butcher enjoy the blessing that he has never had before.

I thought it was just a dream of Nan Ke, but when I woke up the next morning, I found a thin sand handkerchief next to the pillow, which was used by the beauty to wipe his sweat when it was rainy last night, not only with his own sweat smell, but also with the body fragrance of the beauty. This made the butcher who had woken up seem to be back to the fragrant dream of last night. For a whole day, the butcher hid his handkerchief on his chest, and when no one was around, he took it out to look at, sniffed, and recalled over and over again the moment of last night's ecstasy. That night, before it was completely dark, the butcher told his wife that he was not feeling well and wanted to go to bed early, so he went into the room without even eating, closed the door, held the handkerchief left by the beauty, and lay on the bed and prayed that he would fall asleep early.

But he was disappointed, and the beauty did not come.

The next day, the beauty still didn't come.

On the third day, the beauty still did not come。。。。。。。

Gradually, the butcher began to wonder if it was his own delusion, if it was just an ordinary dream, but the handkerchief in his hand did exist. The longing for the beauty torments the butcher who has always been lying down and sleeping, eating Ma Ma Xiang. Every morning, he wakes up with two big dark circles under his eyes, and no matter how hard his wife tries to cook his favorite food, he can't swallow it. The considerate wife thought that he was too busy with business and tired, so she served her husband more gently and meticulously with a big belly.