Chinese In that fragment of memory, the little girl's mouth was not injured, and when she died, her body was intact.

But this time, she never said a word from beginning to end, and another point is that after the death of Wang Xiaofeng's family of three, the remaining few people thought about running, but they didn't succeed.

According to Wang Zhichao, they were not together when they ran, and the little girl was only one person, and she couldn't be separated, how did she make the two families unable to run away?

I told these suspicions, and the widow snorted coldly

"What's the matter, wait until these animals are alive and dead!" I didn't say anything more, just squinted at the car in front of me.

After leaving the village, the van in front of it continued down the path between the villages, and after passing a small train track carrying coal, it turned into a small road.

"In front of it is Tongfu Village, which is the poorest village in the neighborhood, and there are few people in the village!" Wang Zhichao stared at the road ahead and explained softly to me and Widow Wang.

As soon as he finished speaking, the van in front of him braked suddenly, and Wang Zhichao slowed down and stopped.

"Son?" In the car in front, Ju Tiantian was the first to get out of the car and shouted in a frightened tone.

We also got out of the car, and by the light of the van, we saw a person standing in front of us in the distance.

"Son?" Ju Tiantian shouted again and took two steps forward. The so-called Zhang Dashen didn't say a word, just looked at everything coldly.

Wang Xiaolong was anxious, he wanted to step forward but didn't dare, his face was not only anxious but afraid, hesitated for a moment, he turned his head sideways and begged

"Zhang Dashen, is my son okay?"

"Just check it out!" Zhang Dashen said lightly. Wang Xiaolong's eyes suddenly widened, the big tendons on his neck tightened, and his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to scold, but in the end he held back, and begged with a crying voice

"Zhang Dashen, I beg you, don't look at anything else, for the sake of money, you also have to save us!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't save it!" Zhang Dashen smiled coldly and pointed at them

"Aren't you all right now?" Zhang Dashen is cheating!

"Son?" While the two were talking, Ju Tiantian had already come behind the figure with his back to them, and tremblingly stretched out his hand and touched the person gently.

The man shuddered, and then his body turned, revealing a bloody human face, which was flat, as if it had been slashed with a knife.

His nose, cheeks, lips, everything that would characterize his face was gone, and even those eyes, there were only two dark holes left.

"Ahh Seeing this face, Ju Tiantian screamed, fell to the ground, and after coming back to her senses, she ran back with a roll.

"Mom!" A terrible howl also spat out from the man's mouth at the same time, and a mouthful of bloody teeth appeared in front of our eyes, and the face instantly appeared one after another, and blood gushed out.

"Please, please, save my son, save my son!" Staggered and ran to Zhang Dashen, Ju Tiantian sobbed and pleaded, his whole body was like a sifting chaff, shaking non-stop.

"He's dead, he can't be saved, you know?" Zhang Dashen stared at Ju Tiantian for a long time, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc, took her head, forcibly turned the direction, and pressed her face back again.

"Son, son!" Ju Tiantian trembled even more, muttering in her mouth, and a stench came from under her body, and she was incontinent.

Wang Xiaolong was not much better than her, leaning on the front of the car, the person was already scared stupid. In the van, Ju Xing curled up in a ball, shaking incessantly, and like her sister, she was also incontinent.

"Mom, I hurt!" In the distance, Wang Chong shouted with a hint of crying, he didn't seem to know what his face had become.

A pair of small blood-stained hands reached out from behind his outstretched back, reaching out to tear away the torn flesh, as if trying to flatten the face again, but the more he got it, the worse the face became.

Wang Chong seemed to be imprisoned, and every time his little hands tore off a piece of flesh, he shivered, and blood flowed down his face.

"Please!" Ju Tiantian was already crying so much that she hugged Zhang Dashen's legs, and howled without a sound.

Zhang Dashen kicked her with some disgust, pulled his leg out, leaned to the side, and tried to distance himself from the couple.

Wang Chong was speechless, his mouth was open, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only make a weak sound.

"Mom is wrong, Mom is really wrong!" Ju Tiantian looked at his son in a daze, suddenly knelt down, knocked his head down, and every time he kowtowed, he hoarsely admitted his mistake.

The little girl finally stopped, walked out from behind Wang Chong, and looked at Ju Tiantian with a blank gaze.

"Mom is wrong!" Ju Tiantian was still kowtowing, kneeling and moving forward while knocking, just a few meters, his head was already blood-red.

The little girl still didn't speak, her eyes were empty, she just stood like that.

"Dad was wrong, too!" Wang Xiaolong also reacted, just like Ju Tiantian, kneeling and kowtowing while rubbing forward.

The two rubbed forward like this, but at a distance of twenty meters, it took more than ten minutes for the two to come to the little girl.

I squinted at all this, and now I confessed my mistake, it was too late, and I hated it when I remembered the sins of the little girl in those fragments of memory.

Suddenly, I noticed that something was wrong, Zhang Dashen deliberately stood farther away just now, as if he wanted to break off the relationship with the couple, but this time he unconsciously approached the little girl, and if the distance was calculated, the distance between them was only six or seven meters.

The point is, I found that his body was tense and ready to strike.

"Be careful!" I subconsciously shouted, unfortunately, it was too late. Wang Xiaolong and Ju Tiantian moved at the same time, each pulled out a hemp rope from their cuffs, and tied it to the little girl and Wang Chong.

"Ghost Rope!" I was in a hurry and shouted. The ghost rope is actually the product of the special treatment of the hemp rope commonly used by the folk.

After the boy's urine and rootless water are mixed in a certain proportion, the hemp rope is immersed in it, and after it is completely soaked, the chicken comb blood is dotted on both ends of the hemp rope, and after it is dried thoroughly, it is enshrined with incense in front of the incense hall for some time, and the ghost rope is completed.

The ghost rope is time-consuming and laborious, but the effect is not as great as imagined, in the countryside, this kind of rope is generally handed down by the older generation, and few people make this kind of thing.

The reason is very simple, although this kind of rope is known as a ghost rope, it is actually not so godly, and its biggest role is not to bind ghosts, but to bind people.

Under normal circumstances, when someone is caught in evil and is possessed by some ghosts, they often burst out with the power of ordinary people, and ordinary individuals can't be cured at all, so they need to tie the ghost rope to tie people up.

To bind up a person is to trap the ghost in the human body, so that he cannot exert his power beyond ordinary people.

And now, what the couple wants is very simple, tie the little girl to their son's body.

The little girl didn't resist, she didn't even change her gaze, she was still so indifferent, and let the two of them tie her into Wang Chong's body.

The moment it was tied, Zhang Dashen rushed over, knocked Wang Chong down, and rode under him, with an extra hammer and a few nails in his hand.

He barely hesitated, his hand rose and fell, and a nail was driven into Wang Chong's eyebrows. Wang Chong snorted, his body twitched, and he was silent.

One nail was nailed, Zhang Dashen did not stop, and the second nail was driven into Wang Chong's heart. If he is allowed to continue nailing like this, the result will be very simple, the little girl is sealed in Wang Chong's body and cannot come out.

When the time comes, as long as you find a suitable coffin, seal the coffin with coffin nails and red ropes, and then find a suitable place to bury it, the little girl will never think of it in her life.

I was about to rush forward, but the widow took my hand, pointed to her waist, opened her mouth, and spat out two words

"It's still there!" At the same time, a slight bell rang. I immediately understood that the little girl was fine.

With a light exhale, I relaxed and continued to watch the play. Zhang Dashen's movements continued, temples, palms, soles, and finally mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

"Son, don't blame Mom, if you don't do this, Mom will die, your dad will die, and your brother-in-law, his hand is gone, sacrifice one of you to save our family, it's worth it!" Ju Tiantian still maintained a kneeling posture and muttered to herself.

Wang Xiaolong didn't speak, just looked at his son's corpse with gloomy eyes.

"This family should all go to the oil pot!" I muttered that the mother did not hesitate to sacrifice her son in order to survive, and it is not difficult to judge from Ju Tiantian's words that all this was designed a long time ago.

Contacting Zhang Dashen's quick move, it is obvious that the couple abandoned their son. All of this was probably discussed when Zhang Dashen entered the house and Ju Xingxing bit his fingers, but at that time, it was Ju Xingxing who needed to be sacrificed.

No one expected that the little girl would abandon the star and aim at Wang Chong. But no matter who they aim at, it will be their sacrificial gaze, Ju Tiantian's wail, and those kowtows are just crocodile tears.

"That's it!" Hammering down the last nail, Zhang Dashen let out a breath and stood up a little tiredly.

"Are you alright?" Wang Xiaolong and his wife showed a hint of joy on their faces, supported each other to stand up, and asked after them.

"That's it!" Zhang Dashen nodded and said

"Money, don't forget the money you promised!"

"Definitely won't forget, definitely won't forget!" Wang Xiaolong nodded and sat down in reassurance, Ju Tiantian agreed, his eyes inadvertently swept to Wang Chong on the ground, and a touch of sadness appeared on his face, which quickly faded and became a surprise for the rest of his life.

"Carrying people into the car, the matter is not over, you have to open a coffin, find a graveyard, and bury the person, this time the matter is completely over!" Zhang Dashen snorted, pointed to the van, and commanded coldly, with the pride on his face when he first met.

"Right now, right away!" Wang Xiaolong immediately responded, pulled Ju Tiantian, the two didn't even dare to fart, lowered their heads to carry their son's body.

Zhang Dashen nodded conceitedly, set his eyes on us, and looked at us fixedly, and he walked towards us.

"I know what you're doing, this time, you saw what happened, it's a terrible ghost who harms people, and I help seal the terrible ghost, right?" Coming to us, Zhang Dashen said lightly.

"That's right!" Widow Wang held down me and Wang Zhichao, took a step forward, nodded and said.

"Okay, you've seen what you should see, go back, you don't need me to teach you to write the report, right?" Zhang Dashen looked like everything was under my control, waved his hand, and was about to drive us away.

"No, no!" Widow Wang accompanied the smiling face, shook her head again and again, and patted her waist by the way, and a faint bell rang.

Hearing the bell, Zhang Dashen's face changed and he said sharply

"What do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do!" The widow shook her head and gestured to the van lane behind him

"It's what she's going to do!" Zhang Dashen turned his head suddenly, the window of the van slammed, and a head was attached to it, causing cracks to appear on the window, it was Ju Xingxing.

"Ahh In two frightened howls, the other side of the car door was slashed open, Wang Xiaolong and his wife staggered down, the car window made a second bang, and Ju Xing's blood was glued to the car window.

"Who?" Zhang Dashen suddenly became nervous and looked around vigilantly. Cat flutter Chinese