Wang Shouyi was so frightened that his hands danced, and in a panic, he knocked the huge night pearl to the ground and smashed it.

The cellar suddenly darkened, and only the grim green glimmer on the faces of the two dead corpses that were clenching Wang Shouyi's legs made everything in the cellar vaguely recognizable.

Wang Shouyi kicked his legs in pain, but the two dead bodies bit hard. At this time, Wang Shouyi didn't know where the evil aura came from, and he didn't have the fear at the beginning, he just wanted to get rid of the bite of the two dead corpses as soon as possible.

Wang Shouyi struggled hard, endured the sharp pain in his legs, and heard a sound of broken bones clearly in his ears.

Wang Shouyi, who was in despair, suddenly felt that his legs were no longer so heavy, and a desire to survive suddenly ignited.

When he looked back, he saw that the two dead bodies had fallen to the ground, their heads gone, and their broken necks were gushing with dark red pus and blood.

Wang Shouyi was frightened in his heart, and he didn't care about what to think, so he finally stood up, and then pounced and tripped and fell to the ground. His eyes flashed, and he was devastated. It turned out that he had struggled just now, but unconsciously twisted the necks of two dead bodies.

The heads of the two dead bodies were still clinging to the sides of his thighs, and the green gas on the dead man's heads was accumulating more and more. The two dead people's heads showed their white teeth, and they bit Wang Shouyi's feet tightly, their eyes shining with cold light, but they stared straight at Wang Shouyi.

Wang Shouyi desperately crawled towards the entrance of the cave, most of his body had already drilled out of the cellar, but his legs were stuck in the hole because the heads of the two dead men were tightly bitten, and he could not get out of the hole again.

Just when Wang Shouyi was desperate for fear of pain, a pair of black cloth shoes blocked his vision in front of his eyes, and the stench from the shoes almost made him faint.

I don't know what the man in the black cloth shoes picked up, but he heard two muffled sounds, and the sound of a broken skull came into Wang Shouyi's ears.

He turned his head to see that the two dead heads' heads had been smashed to pieces, and a stream of black blood mixed with yellow-white brains was slowly flowing outward.

Wang Shouyi was so frightened that he felt that his legs could move again, and the pair of black cloth shoes in front of him had disappeared.

With his hands on the ground, he desperately clung to the ground and crawled forward out of the cellar.

When Wang Shouyi just climbed out of the cellar, suddenly there was a loud bang behind him, and the entire cellar collapsed.

Wang Shouyi breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran towards his house, but strangely heard a creaking sound. At this time, he didn't think much about it, rushed back to his house, and grabbed a wooden stick to hold the back door to death.

Wang Shouyi cursed secretly in his heart, damn the power supply station, it hasn't been able to repair the circuit for so many days. Only the ever-bright oil lamp above the head of the old king's corpse still emitted a fluttering light, shaking everything in the room like countless ghosts fluttering.

Wang Shouyi inadvertently glanced at the corpse of the old king, who had been bold and not afraid of dead corpses since he was a child, and suddenly felt a chill rising from the center of his feet. Although the corpse of the old king was covered with a white cloth, Wang Shouyi always felt that the two eyes of the dead corpse were staring at him, but he could not see it.

Wang Shouyi's heart is weak, because the death of the old king was directly caused by him. His legs trembled with fear, and he suddenly stumbled to the ground.

The pain of being bitten by the heads of two dead people on both legs became stronger and stronger, mixed with bursts of itching.

Wang Shouyi subconsciously scratched the itch on his legs with both hands, but the macho man let out a miserable scream. He instinctively retracted his hands, and by the faint flame he saw several tooth marks appear on them, blood oozing out along with a stream of yellow-green slime.

At this time, he was horrified to see that although his legs had broken two dead heads, and the man in the black cloth shoes had broken two dead heads, the two remaining rows of broken teeth on the dead man's head were still tightly bitten on his legs, and the blood that came out of Bai Sensen's teeth was extremely detrimental.

Wang Shouyi desperately slapped the two pairs of teeth on his legs, but there was no way to break free. There was a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, and there was something more, and Wang Shouyi looked at it calmly, it was still the pair of black cloth shoes.

Strangely, he only saw the black cloth shoes, but there was nothing on them, and a pair of black cloth shoes were strangely suspended in front of his eyes.

A voice was absent, but in Wang Shouyi's ears, it was very clear and terrifying: "Baby, dad is so cold, help dad put on shoes." ”

Wang Shouyi was shocked, and a gust of wind blew, blowing the flames to the point of dying, and strange black shadows were shaking everywhere in the whole room.

He saw the gust of wind, which actually blew one end of the shroud of the old king's head, and a pair of green tendons were exposed, but there was no trace of blood, and the stiff feet were exposed outside the white cloth.

Wang Shouyi has stolen tombs all his life, but he never believes that there are ghosts in this world. At this time, he felt an unprecedented fear: there is really a ghost in this world, and this ghost is his adoptive father, who came to him for revenge in the first seven soul nights.

Wang Shouyi pounced, knelt in front of the old king's spirit, and cried and begged: "Dad, I'm sorry for your old man." I knew it was wrong, the pearl of the night was broken, and I didn't get anything. Dad, if your old man is willing to let me go, I will definitely give you a good burial, and ask the monk to do a big ritual to cross your old man's house. Dad, spare me, I will definitely change, and I will get married and have children, and leave you with incense and blood. ”

The voice said in a long and miserable tone: "You son of a, I have kindly adopted you for so many years, and in the end you actually killed me. You are not my biological son in the first place, and I still expect you to leave me some blood offspring, and you will return my life. ”

Wang Shouyi begged hard, climbed to the feet of the old king's corpse with all his strength, took off the black cloth shoes hanging in the air, and shook for a long time before finally putting them on the feet of the old king's corpse.

Wang Shouyi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly felt a black shadow appear in front of him, almost touching his nose, and a stench like the smell of salted fish rushed straight to his head.

He shook his head, and was shocked to find that it was the corpse of his adoptive father, Lao Wangtou, who sat up straight, staring at him.

Wang Shouyi was so frightened that he couldn't open the door of his house. The head of the old king flew out of his neck and followed closely behind Wang Shouyi.

Wang Shouyi crawled to the back door, and the strange thing was that the back door opened automatically without waiting for him to touch it.

A cold wind blew in his face, Wang Shouyi shivered, although his scalp was numb, he was also a lot sober. At this time, the ** of survival is particularly strong.

Looking back at the hideous face of the old king's head floating in the air behind him, Wang Shouyi ran away.

Wang Shouyi, who had just run a few steps, screamed "ah" and fell to the ground motionless, blood slowly trickled out from under him, and a bamboo pole pierced through the back of his head, pointing straight to the night sky. The two lipsless teeth were still greedily gnawing at Wang Shouyi's body.

It was also his fate, and under the pursuit of the old king, he ran to the edge of the collapsed cellar. The collapsed shed turned into a pile of dirt and bamboo poles, and when Wang Shouyi fell, a long, sharp bamboo pole pierced his left eye and pierced through the back of his head.

The ghost of the old king recounted the whole process gloomily, and screamed with a cruel smile: "Haha, Wang Shouyi, this damned beast, finally died in the same way that he killed me. I unscrewed his head and dug out a baby from a deserted grave and grafted it up. Alas, this baby is cute when I just brought it back for adoption. ”

Zhang Yuanshan shouted: "Old Wangtou, you did evil during your lifetime and were killed by your adopted son, this is evil and evil retribution." Since you killed your adopted son and got revenge, you should go back to the underworld to be judged, how dare you still harm the common people in the world? People and ghosts have different paths, you leave quickly, otherwise don't blame this Taoist priest for being ruthless, scatter your seven souls and six spirits, so that you will never be reborn! ”

The old king smiled and said, "You don't come to scare people, no, don't scare ghosts." Do you think you can stop me by putting on a Taoist uniform? I've seen a lot, and the Taoist priests are all fooling people to cheat money. I'm going to kill you first. ”

The old king's whole body lit up at this time, a ball of green light enveloped his whole body, his face became more and more hideous, and he stretched out his hands and rushed towards Zhang Yuanshan.

Zhang Yuanshan hurriedly took out a talisman and pasted it towards the old king's head.

A red light flashed, and the green light of the old king's head suddenly decreased a lot, and his body hovered in mid-air. Zhang Yuanshan pulled out the peachwood sword again, recited the incantation, and stabbed at the ghost of the old king.

A scream, which lasted for a long time, drifted in the small valley. The peachwood sword, which usually looked like a child's toy, was wearing in the heart of the old king, emitting a dazzling red light, and green light floated out of the old king's body and disappeared into the air.

Zhang Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "Let's go, the ghost of the old king has already been scattered." ”

The other four people were shocked and had disappeared from the old king's body, only then did they realize that the body did not exist at all, but was only transformed by the ghost of the old king's head.

An owl in the tree flashed green eyes, screamed miserably, and out of nowhere, two black shadows like wild dogs ran out, picked up the head of Wang Shouyi on the ground and the body of the baby, flashed into the dense woods, and never to be seen again.