Zhang Xiaofo suddenly became nervous, and did not dare to stay in place, but leaned against the wall, looked around, moved slowly, and carefully checked if there was anything special.

In Zhang Xiaofo's experience, ghosts can only attack when they appear, because only when they appear can they intersect with people in the real world, and only in this way can they cause harm to people. Ghosts that don't have the ability to manifest themselves can't cause any damage to people at all. Therefore, Zhang Xiaofo pays great attention to the slightest trace in front of him, because the ghosts appear in various ways, some are even transparent, and when they appear, they are only a little darker or lighter than the surrounding color, which is easy to ignore.

But Zhang Xiaofo no longer has a special feeling, everything is back to normal, and there is no abnormality.

Slowly moving from the living room to the kitchen, Zhang Xiaofo found a few large vat of pickled pickles behind the stove. Because of the humid weather, a layer of fine and dense water droplets was hung on the surface of the jar, and Zhang Xiaofo's forehead was also covered with cold sweat, and his intuition told him that there must be something in the pickle jar, maybe the mystery is in the jar.

Slowly touching it, Zhang Xiaofo walked to the nearest vat to him, put his hands on the wooden lid on the vat with both hands, took a deep breath, and then opened it violently.

One, two, three human heads are soaked in a viscous liquid......

The underside of the three heads was uneven, and some had several vertebrae attached.

The second pickle jar was opened, and it was densely filled with human hands and feet......

The third pickle jar is all offal......

Zhang Xiaofo lifted all the cylinder lids in one go, and inside it turned out to be a family of three who had disappeared.

Zhang Xiaofo knew that things were in trouble. In fact, when he first arrived at the entrance of the village, he obviously felt that something was wrong with the village. Bounded by the big trees at the entrance of the village, the vitality of the village is blocked, and there are obvious problems. But Zhang Xiaofo felt that there was no problem and could be solved, and the whole body was really embarrassed, so he knew that there was a problem. He entered the village anyway. It's just that I didn't expect to look away this time, and the development of things is completely beyond imagination. Zhang Xiaofo is not sure if the old man is alive now. The old farmer seems to be the only one in the village, so it is almost certain that the old farmer is the murderer who dismembered the family, and perhaps even the entire village......

Zhang Xiaofo saw the iron tongs on the firewood pile next to the stove and copied it in his hand. Be sure to get out anyway. It is impossible to imagine how the old farmer could have killed so many people and dismembered the corpses, Zhang Xiaofo did not have the slightest carelessness.

I can't stay in the house for a long time, although Zhang Xiaofo doesn't know much about ghosts and the like, but he also knows that people can't stay in places where someone died in vain or tragically, so he hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen and returned to the living room. But a scene that surprised Zhang Xiaofo appeared. On the empty dining table, a family of three was gathered around, and their faces were no different from those in the pickle jar.

"Thank you!" The older hostess spoke first.

"......" Zhang Xiaofo didn't reply, he knew that all ghosts stranded in the human world had no feelings. There is no good or evil in them, and some are just a memory with particularly strong feelings, and they rely on memory to simulate behavior.

"Come and sit!" The young boy happily took the initiative to pull out the chair next to him, meaning Zhang Xiaofo to sit down.

Zhang Xiaofo looked at the dark environment outside the house and thought for a while. I sat down next to the little boy.

"Are you hungry? Let's have a bit! The man spoke with a cold face, and it seemed that he was usually a cold-hearted master.

"I'm not hungry, can you tell me what the hell is going on?" Zhang Xiaofo tried to communicate.

"It's still Wang Jianping's guy who hurts!" The man was so angry that he put down the wine glass in his hand heavily.

When the little boy heard Wang Jianping's name, he was so frightened that he suddenly fell into the arms of the hostess.

"What are you scaring children for?" The hostess said angrily to the man, and then said to Zhang Xiaofo apologetically: "That's the head of our village." That is, to make us such murderers......" said here. The hostess suddenly blushed: "You should have seen our appearance just now...... After seeing Zhang Xiaofo nodding, she continued: "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to get out!" ”

"Why did the village chief kill you?" Zhang Xiaofo did not easily believe the hostess's words.

"Who knows what the old guy is crazy about, and ...... the whole village," the man drained his glass.

"Can I help you?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Absolutely!" The hostess suddenly said gratefully: "As long as you kill the village chief, we can be free!" ”

"Murder?" Zhang Xiaofo hesitated: "Murder is a crime!" ”

"Wang Jianping killed the lives of our entire village. Even if you kill him, you will eliminate harm for the people! The man was indignant.

"Sir, save us! You don't know that we can't be ultrasound when we are soaked in the jar! The hostess begged eagerly: "Even if it is not for us, you can do good deeds in the face of the child and help us!" ”

"Brother!" Cooperate with the hostess. The little boy also poked his head out of his mother's arms and pleaded bitterly.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't help it! You don't know, I was invited to ...... the king" Zhang Xiaofo was about to say Wang Jianping, but when he saw the child retracting his head into the hostess's arms, he changed his words: "In the village chief's house, I found that something was wrong and wanted to go out of the village, but I always circled around the village chief's house." If you want me to kill the village chief, I don't have that ability! Zhang Xiaofo is embarrassed.

"It's okay, there's a way!" The man suddenly said: "The village chief has been a Taoist priest in the old society, so he has some skills, but these are not invincible. All you have to do is find a way to hook him in the eyes, and we'll take care of the rest! ”

"You guys?" Zhang Xiaofo looked at the family of three in embarrassment.

"Of course it's not my wife and children, there are not a few people killed in this village, as long as you hook a pair of tricks from the village chief, we will deal with the rest!" The male owner reassured Zhang Xiaofo: "I hope Mr. will help us!" I can't stand this torture anymore! Look! The man suddenly stretched out his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and his whole arm was covered with red scars: "Although we are dead, we have to endure unbearable pain day and night!" ”

"Brother, help us!" The little boy began to cry.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaofo could only nod.

"Thank you, thank you!"

……

Zhang Xiaofo stood at the gate, holding iron tongs in his hand. The words of a family of three may be true, but they can't be fully believed. His purpose was only to get out, and the rest would be talked about later. The old farmer is not a person, and a family of three is not a person, and Zhang Xiaofo has no position to help. (To be continued......)