Liu Yuan's use of forbidden secret techniques to do this hurtful thing, the government also turned a blind eye to it, even if Mrs. Liu has been doing good deeds for many years, she has not been able to suppress the resentment of these souls.

After returning home, Miss Liu is no longer human, she is waiting for the climate, and then resentment will scatter, and no matter how human or animal will die.

The Taoist had been recuperating from his injuries in the inn, and when his body turned better and woke up, he was already a step too late. He walked out into the street and found the stench of dead bodies everywhere in the county. He hurried to Liu's mansion and found that the mansion was empty, and when he pushed open the door of the fur-filled warehouse in the suburbs, a hot fishy wind blew in his face, and he saw several people fluttering on the beams of the house. It was no longer possible to see the original face, everyone had been skinned, and pieces of blood and flesh flowed on the ground like a river, and the condition was terrible.

The Taoist suddenly felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and couldn't help but bend down and retch, and suddenly felt the cold wind behind him, and said in his heart: It's not good, my life is at rest.

Speaking of this, the fat man claimed that the story was over, and I saw that Tianyu's face was a little blue, I don't know if it was due to fear or motion sickness, and the fat man said excitedly: "How is it, this story is scary enough, right?" ”

I nodded and said, "It's a good story, but it's just a little disgusting, and I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for a while." ”

The fat man smiled and said to the people beside him: "Old man Cha, he is a person who has seen the world, so he is naturally immune to this ghost story." Senior sister, what do you think of the ghost story I just told Fat Brother? ”

Before Tianyu could answer, the driver sitting in the front seat suddenly interjected: "This ghost story is quite scary." However, what happened to Miss Liu, who returned home after disappearing in the story? ”

The fat man listened. He yelled at the driver, "Master, if you don't drive seriously, why do you still listen to ghost stories?" ”

The driver said with a simple smile: "It's easy to get sleepy while driving, and listen to scary ghost stories to refresh yourself." ”

When the fat man heard this, he immediately proudly boasted to the driver: "My ghost story is good!" ”

The driver immediately agreed: "Well, very good." ”

When the fat man heard the compliment, his smug expression overflowed. But he didn't give a specific answer to the driver's question: "Ghost stories are all scary, and I can't tell what kind of monster this returning Miss Liu is." You have to ask Lao Zheng about this, he knows a lot. With that, he looked at me and waited for my answer.

I saw the fat man throw the question to me. I couldn't help but say proudly: This fat man will really find me a job. He told stories, and I had to explain them to the translator. When I saw everyone's eager eyes, I had to smile and say, "Don't listen to the fat man's nonsense, where do I know about ghosts." However, I have heard that in the same place, if there are a large number of people who have died unjustly, that place will be particularly cold and terrifying, and it is easy to have accidents. For example, at an intersection where car accidents are common, or near the torture platform where criminals were beheaded in ancient times. This is because. The resentment in the body of these unjustly killed people will not dissipate lightly, but will gather together and accumulate into a large amount of resentment.

The resentment itself is shadowless and formless, but when they gather more and more intensely, over time there will be a "shadow", and after becoming a shadow, they can secretly harm people behind their backs; If you wait until a hundred or thousand years later, it will grow into a "shape", and then you can blatantly harm others, and this kind of shadow and shape that is generated by resentment is called "Zhen". ”

The fat man asked me next to me, "Miss Liu is this thing?" ”

I said to him, "Why did you tell me about the ghost story?" However, this Miss Liu is very likely to be "Zhen", doesn't she keep saying the word "wait"? Probably waiting for the day to take shape. As for how Liu Fu recruited this ghostly thing, it may be related to the evil things done by Liu Yuanwai. The cycle of cause and effect, evil has evil retribution. ”

After listening to my explanation, the fat man nodded very much with it.

At this time, Tianyu, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke, her face was very ugly, and she said weakly: "I seem to be motion sick, and I want to sleep for a while." ”

The fat man immediately replied: "Okay, you lie down and rest, you will be fine after a while of motion sickness, and you will see the pharmacy buy you motion sickness medicine later." With that, he put a blanket over Tianyu's body.

Fifth Master Zha also said with concern on the side: "Staying in the moving car day and night like this, no wonder the rain girl can't stand it, I can't hold on anymore." But, fat brother, isn't Tianyu your senior sister? Why do you call her junior sister? ”

I heard the question of the fifth master, and my heart said: Oops, the fat man said that he leaked his mouth. Tianyu's current image is the appearance of an ugly big sister in the countryside, and they don't know Tianyu's original appearance and identity. I hurriedly said, "Fifth brother, you don't know the fat man, he likes to pretend to be a senior." He likes to call Tianyu his sister at home, showing that he is capable. ”

The fat man immediately said very cooperatively: "Brother Xiaowen is right. ”

I said to him angrily: "My sister is your brother, and you are the fat little brother." ”

Watching me and the fat man arguing, the fifth master was happy, and this matter was fooled by the two of us. But I scolded in my heart: This is nothing to love to smoke the rain, today is out tomorrow, nothing to cause me trouble, this time I have to go back and talk to her well, what ulterior secrets is she hiding. But when I saw her pale cheeks, and her heart was as soft as tofu, I immediately worried that her body would not be able to bear it.

As the days drifted by as the wheels kept turning, I could clearly feel the temperature around me gradually getting lower, and I had to cover myself with a thick blanket to fall asleep.

The convoy traveled non-stop for a week, and on this day, when I was in a daze and sleepy, I suddenly heard a "crunch" sudden brake, a cold and unprepared, my forehead hit the back of the chair in front of me, and the fat man who was sleeping next to me also woke up from a dream and immediately shouted "What's the situation?"

I clutched my aching forehead, barely opened my sleepy eyes, pulled back the curtains on the window, and looked out. I saw that outside the bright car window, on a large grassland, there were dense Mongolian domed felt tents, and countless vehicles were parked. I can't help but marvel in my heart: Now the nomads on the grassland don't ride horses and drive sheep instead?

After getting out of the car, I learned that one of the drivers in the convoy accidentally knocked over a tent because of fatigue driving, but fortunately there was no one inside.

And these yurts do not belong to the nomadic people, but the meeting point of this north-south competition.

Looking at the countless tents and cars, I couldn't help but be speechless, and said to myself: these people are really generous, but they are just a meeting point, do they need to make such a big show? The assembly is something that can be completed in a day or two, and it is convenient and time-saving to get a few simple tents.

It didn't take long for me to realize how superficial my thinking was at the time.

Someone in the camp led me and the five masters to the left of the camp, came to a huge tent, and said to us, "This is the central tent of the northern team. With that, he turned around and left.

The central tent was very large, and the door was very wide, and there were two heavy felt curtains hanging from it, and I struggled to lift the left curtain, and thought to myself: we barely stopped on the way, and we arrived here very quickly, I wonder where the others have arrived now.

As a result, when we stepped into the very wide tent, we were surprised to find that many people were already leisurely drinking tea and chatting, and it seemed that they had already arrived for several days. I immediately looked around the people in the room, many guys from the outer eight gates, who were playing money at the door in groups of three or five, and at a small round table near the innermost bed, there were a few people sitting around, among them there was Ge Laojiu, who often talked nonsense, Kun Ba, who was a beard, and a small strange man with thief eyebrows.

When Kun Ba saw us coming in, he hurriedly greeted us warmly, and then ordered someone to go outside to boil water and make tea.

As soon as I sat down, Kun Ba couldn't wait to ask, "Old man Cha is not with you, where did he go?" ”

I took a sip of hot tea and replied, "The old man and the fifth brother went to the opposite side for a meeting." ”

Kun Ba pouted his mustache and pouted and said, "Why did the old man go to the other side, he should have called those southern barbarians to come to us for a meeting." ”

I laughed and said, "It's the same everywhere." ”

At this time, Ge Laojiu, who was sitting next to him, spoke: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye." The so-called struggle, of course, is to compare the high and the low, and judge the length and the short. From the beginning, we should give them a dismount to come out on top. ”

I didn't want to reason with him, so I smiled perfunctorily.

Tianyu said that she was uncomfortable, so she lay down directly on the bed in the tent to rest, the little man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, since we came in, a pair of eyes have not left Tianyu's body, I said in my heart: Tianyu is now the appearance of this ugly village girl, and there are still people who want to beat her idea, it is really unique enough.

The fat man, who had been sitting next to me and drinking tea, suddenly asked Kunba, "When is the meal, I'm hungry." I was so tired and hungry that I didn't even have a full meal. ”

I heard the fat man's complaints, almost out of luck, the reason why our convoy was late was because the fat man often shouted that he was hungry, and the fifth master had to stop the car to eat, which delayed a lot of time. So I couldn't help but ridicule the fat man and said: "It seems that you are really hungry, so hungry that your brain suddenly becomes flexible, and you can pop up two idioms at once." ”

The fat man drank all the tea in the teapot, and then ignored my ridicule, and continued to say to the person next to him: "I am really sleepy and tired on the way all the way, I want to fill my stomach and sleep now, when will I start eating?" (To be continued......)