Seeing someone approaching, the woman who was crying and burning paper stopped talking to herself, and then threw all the yellow paper and money around her into the fire, and stirred it twice with a dry branch.

Suddenly, the flames burst into flames, releasing light and heat in the darkness of the night, illuminating the perimeter.

Xiao Yi found out that the woman was dressed very plainly, her skin was tanned by the sun, her hands were rough, and between her eyebrows and eyes, she was full of sadness and simplicity.

Suddenly, someone coughed lightly not far away, and Xiao Yi saw that there was still a person sitting not far away.

A man, in the light of the fire, is also simple.

"the kid, I'll go back when I'm done burning!"

"Wait, wait, the first seven, when he is full, we will leave...... Woowoo...... Get more paper money and you'll be on the road......"

As she spoke, the simple woman burst into tears and was full of grief.

The man glanced at Xiao Yi, then took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked hard, a little red light appeared and disappeared in the night.

Look at the cigarette butts on the ground.

The yellow paper and the money burned quickly, and the flames gradually became smaller.

Otogawa quietly stared at the ruins in the darkness, not finding the red eyes again, and just as he was thinking about whether to go deeper into this no-man's land, the man sitting on the cement block crumpled the big red cigarette case and threw it on the ground, and stood up suddenly.

"City baby, my family has just left, this is the first seven, you are hanging around here, disturbing the soul!"

Approaching step by step, Yi Xiaochuan found that although this man was not tall, his arms, hands and feet were extremely strong, and under his honest face, he stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Big brother, my Teddy got here...... Oh, big brother, let go ......."

The man's hand was very rough, and his hand strength was very strong, so he clamped Xiao Yi's arm and pulled it into the distance.

Xiao Yi's strength, how can he compare with the migrant workers working on the construction site, and he was immediately dragged away.

As soon as he pushed and let go, Xiao Yi almost fell and squatted, and when he looked down again, his wrist was already slightly blue, and he felt a faint pain.

"Let's go, let's go, believe it or not, I'm beating you. ”

At this moment, the woman who burned the paper hurriedly came running, her face full of horror, and stammered, "Child...... The child is his father, I ...... I...... Just saw...... I saw the big hair......"

Panting violently, the expression on his face was extremely distorted in the night, panic and fear......

"I heard the old man say that the first seven years of the soul night, there is a debtor and a master, and Da Mao is really back......"

Getting rid of the woman's grip on his hand, the man lowered his head, didn't know what expression on his face, and only looked up after a long time and said: ", you're tired! I've booked tomorrow's car! After tonight, we'll go back, don't come out again, farm well, train Ermao well, and let him take the university entrance examination...... Where's Ermao?"

"Well, Ermao!"

The woman also found out that the child was missing, and at this moment, Xiao Yi was really panicked when she saw the couple.

"Ermao ......"

"Ermao...... Where are you?"

"Ermao, big here! Ermao ......"

A terrible and desperate cry echoed through the empty ruins, but there was no echo.

Xiao Yi remembered the red eyes from before, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The water ghost in the river of the school, the strength is obvious to all, so what is the strength of the owner of this pair of red eyes?

If it's just a ghost who kills people with illusion and terror, Xiao Yi is not afraid, but fighting for the flesh and relying on strength, Xiao Yi feels panicked in his heart......

Seeing that the husband and wife were about to collapse in a panic, Xiao Yi calmly took out a strong flashlight.

Working at night, how can you not buy some equipment, strong flashlights, high-voltage electric shockers, this is a must, even if it is discovered by the police, what can it be, and it is not illegal.

The flashlight is very bright, after all, there are more than 800!

In this regard, Xiao Yi is not stingy and buys the expensive ones.

After looking carefully where the blood-colored eyes were found before, Xiao Yi took out a sandal from the ruins, the shoes of a ten-year-old boy.

"Big brother, come and see, are they your son's shoes?"

"Yes...... It's a big ...... Ermao's shoes ......" The man's palm holding the shoes was already trembling unconsciously, and even his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and his strength seemed to be drained, and his face was pale and pale, without a trace of blood.

The woman also ran over with tears on her face, and when she saw the sandals in the man's hand, her eyes rolled and she fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yi Xiaochuan unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Whose shoes are they?

"Impossible, impossible, how can it be Da Mao's shoes, Da Mao is dead, today is his first seven...... Ermao, you come back, let's go home......"

The man was already completely panicked.

Although Xiao Yi didn't know what happened to their family, he only got this information by himself, and it seemed that Da Mao's death was by no means simple.

Looking around with a flashlight, there are not too many clues, as for going deep into the ruins, although Xiao Yi is bold, he is still ready to call the police......

"Hey, 110? Here in the demolition ruins of Xiagou Chengzhong Village, there are children who are lost...... 48 hours? No, no, I just got lost, doesn't it mean that this place is haunted! The child's parents are already in a hurry...... Well, you'd better send more people...... Toot Toot ......"

"You called the police?"

The man gasped roughly, his eyes wide, and he carried a piece of wood full of iron nails......

Xiao Yi's heart was beating violently, is this to kill people?

Just as he was about to turn around and run, a little boy's voice rang out: "Da, take my brother home with you!" My brother said he was hungry!"

The man turned his head suddenly, and in the darkness, two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked out, under the moonlight, the big one was covered with mud, and the small one was not clean.

The man froze there, his head was blank, his eyes were staring straight at his two sons, and his mouth was speechless.

Before Xiao Yi could make any moves, the man roared, and rushed towards the two sons with the arm-thick wood, and smashed it towards the older boy with all his might......

"Da Mao rescued people from the car accident, what are you, dare to pretend to be my son...... My son is a little demented, but that's also my pride...... You're a thing, seduce Ermao, and pretend to be a big hair...... Lao Tzu won't kill you...... Lao Tzu killed you......"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yi was a little confused, as if the development of the plot was a bit beyond his judgment.

Sure enough, under the man's hard beating, the older boy finally roared, and his appearance suddenly changed greatly, and he no longer resurrected the image of a person, but a rotting corpse.

The stench of carrion.

The green juice was brought out by the nails on the stick, and the stench was suffocating.

"Bang ......"

After a bit of smashing, the corpse's head has a tendency to turn into a rotten watermelon.

"I can only cast illusions...... Oh, demon, my little brother Yi is here, big brother, you hold on ......"

With a roar, Xiao Yi also joined in the action of whipping the corpse, and by the way, he turned on the energy absorption......