Chapter 524: Arson

The red moon was like blood, and Zhang Xiaofo and Zhang Yang came to Uncle Zhang's door one after another. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The door to the info door has not been repaired yet, but it is placed diagonally on both sides.

There was no light in Uncle Zhang's house, Zhang Xiaofo felt a burst of sadness for no reason, and there was something in his heart as if he was about to break out of the cocoon, but he couldn't catch it.

"Let's go inside!" This time, Zhang Yang walked into the house first.

Uncle Zhang's house is very simple, with a simple two-story building in front and a courtyard in the back.

Zhang Xiaofo and Zhang Yang did not stay in the room and went straight to the courtyard.

Dozens of large and small vats were placed in the corners of the courtyard, and Zhang Xiaofo walked over and uncovered them one by one. The jar was filled with ash from the incense burner and unburned scraps of paper. When he first opened the lid, Zhang Xiaofo could still smell the smell of soot, so it is conceivable that Uncle Zhang should insist on burning it every day. Reaching out and stirring in the jar a few times, Zhang Xiaofo felt out a few broken bones. The broken bones were incomplete and apparently showed burn marks.

"Human bones, not fully cremated!" Zhang Yang took the broken bones from Zhang Xiaofo's hands and studied them: "It can be seen that he was relatively tall before his death!" ā€

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaofo nodded, agreeing with Zhang Yang's opinion: "The human bones in these jars may be some kind of enchantment!" ā€

Zhang Xiaofo got up and restored the open cylinders to their original state, and then found a shovel in the courtyard and began to dig down in the center of the courtyard.

Zhang Yang watched from the side, and Zhang Xiaofo also understood, but Zhang Yang's face was very bad. Zhang Xiaofo knew that he could return to this world, and Zhang Yang definitely paid the price.

The dirt in the backyard wasn't very solid, and Zhang Xiaofo quickly dug up something - a human head that hadn't completely rotted.

After digging out the head, Zhang Xiaofo rested on the spot and smoked a cigarette.

"Hurry up, it's almost midnight!" Zhang Yang urged.

"Got it!" Zhang Xiaofo flicked off the cigarette butt and began to dig down again.

The further down you dig, the more and more skulls you find. The skulls are stacked on top of each other in a pyramidal pattern. The faces are facing in three directions.

Zhang Xiaofo counted, no more, no less, a total of 48: "Burn it now!" ā€

Zhang Yang had been waiting for Zhang Xiaofo's words for a long time, so he had already brought a bottle of vegetable oil back in Uncle Zhang's kitchen, and as soon as Zhang Xiaofo opened his mouth, he poured it all on the golden head of the skull.

Whew......

The roars of the monsters in the distance rose and fell with each other, and Zhang Xiaofo threw the lighter out.

With a sudden, the flames suddenly passed over the top of Zhang Xiaofo's head.

Whew...... Whew......

The monster's roar grew faster and faster, and it drew closer.

"These skulls are supposed to belong to the dead villagers, the monsters outside. The bones in those jars may have been their bodies. The first corpse is separated, this Uncle Zhang is really poisonous. This will prevent the monsters from finding their bodies. And you can control them. You humans are terrible! It's just that he doesn't know that everything has flaws, and nothing in the world is foolproof......"

Zhang Xiaofo didn't want to defend himself, just stared at the burning skull pyramid.

"It can't go on like this, you need to speed it up!" Zhang Yang said suddenly.

"I remember there were a couple of small bottles of liquefied gas in the bag!" Zhang Xiaofo was about to turn around.

"I'd better go!" Zhang Yang took the lead to stop Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofo was not reluctant, and quietly looked at the flames.

Zhang Yang quickly took a few small bottles of liquefied gas, and Zhang Xiaofo threw them all into the flames.

Rumble...... Rumble......

After a few explosions, the flames soared into the sky, and several broken bones smashed into Zhang Xiaofo's face, and he seemed unconscious.

The monster's roar gradually stopped......

Zhang Xiaofo didn't know how long he had been standing. The front half of the body is scorched by the fire, but the back is cold.

This continues until the first rays of sunlight appear.

The sunlight went straight through the afterburners and shone on Zhang Xiaofo's face, making him sober up. Reach out and grab that bit of warmth.

"It's dawn!" Zhang Yang let out a long sigh of relief. Truth be told, this wasn't the most dangerous thing he'd ever experienced. It's not the most urgent, it can't catch up with the last time he and Zhang Xiaofo experienced it together, but this time he felt tired.

"What did it cost you?"

"What?" Zhang Yang didn't expect Zhang Xiaofo to suddenly ask, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Xiaofo's face was very calm: "I'm not a fool. You can come back from that place, and you can go from that place to somewhere else! ā€

"Life!" Zhang Yang had no intention of concealing it.

"You're still alive!"

"My life is long, and there are many things that can be exchanged. So you won't die easily! ā€

"Teach me!" Zhang Xiaofo said immediately.

Zhang Yang shook his head: "It's not that I can't exchange directly, I need a medium." ā€

"Death or Demon?" Zhang Xiaofo understands that Zhang Yang is a demigod after all.

"Almost! This world is the world of rules! What seems magical comes down to a pattern! ā€

"Is it possible that I can do whatever I want if I have a good grasp of the rules?" Zhang Xiaofo's heart suddenly became bigger.

"Are you kidding?" Zhang Yang replied.

"Can I ride the clouds?" Zhang Xiaofo didn't care about Zhang Yang's answer, but the reporter asked.

"Yes!" Zhang Yang had no choice but to nod.

"Can I turn a stone into gold?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Yes!" Zhang Yang replied.

"Can I change people's hearts?"

"......" This time Zhang Yang was silent.

……

The outside of the van was full of dust, and when I went back, Zhang Xiaofo was still driving. Zhang Yang played with beads in the carriage.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't know what happened to Chunhua, he didn't know what happened to Zhang Min, and he didn't want to know what would happen to the villagers of Kushui Village, he just solved non-human things, and didn't want to meddle in human affairs.

……

It has been three days since he returned to the paper shop, and Zhang Xiaofo parked the car and lay on the recliner at the door. The chaise longue was not dusty at all, and it was evident that it had been carefully wiped down every day.

"How did it feel?" A pot of rice wine was stuffed into Zhang Xiaofo's hand.

Zhang Xiaofo took a sip from the spout and moistened his throat: "The thunder is heavy and the rain is small, and it is not fun!" It's dangerous, but it feels calm......"

Lianhua listened to Zhang Xiaofo slowly beside him.

The snow had melted quickly, and the ground was dark and dirty.

"By the way, you've been alive for a long time, do you know what that white transparent monster is?" After a few sips of wine, Zhang Xiaofo also became active.

"I'm not that old!" Lianhua rolled her eyes angrily: "According to your description, I only remembered a mythical story." Legend has it that one of the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld is to swallow the ghost of the person who has made a mistake into it, and then dismantle it in eight pieces. Although the two are not the same, there are similarities! (To be continued.) )