It was a large house on the second floor with very simple furnishings, with thirteen single beds on each side of the white walls, of which twenty-five were mentally ill.

The only hanged ghost was standing in the corner, his shoulders bent and his neck hooked, staring intently at the bookshelf in front of him.

He was actually reading.

And it takes a long time to slowly turn a page, as if the whole person is wandering in the ocean of knowledge.

Outside the iron gate of the hall on the first floor,

The fat eldest sister looked at Qi Xuance anxiously, there was an enemy inside the door, she didn't understand why the young man was in a daze.

"Little fairy, I can just pick the lock open. ”

The fat eldest sister thought that Qi Xuance was making trouble against the big iron lock.

When Qi Xuance heard this, he slowly withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Interesting, really interesting.

A guy who is extremely vicious and twists his soul is actually reading a book, and he is still reading the classical masterpiece "Water Margin".

Is this going to be a coward?

But it's not too late.

The fat eldest sister couldn't get an answer left and right, and she couldn't help the flame of revenge in her heart, so she turned around and went to the yard to find a pebble, looking like she was going to smash the lock.

Qi Xuance didn't stop it, just watched quietly, putting aside his hatred of the hanged ghost, he was more concerned about the next direction of the situation.

The Hell Tower's step-by-step process must have its deep meaning, and the target is naturally him, the witcher.

In this case, it is better to let go and let the fat sister play freely, he is only a helper at critical moments, so as to save his energy and observe everything secretly.

"Boom Boom ......"

The fat eldest sister smashed the iron lock with a pebble, thanks to her fat brute strength, only to hear the sound of "bang", and the iron door handle was smashed alive.

As soon as the iron door was opened, the fat eldest sister didn't have time to greet her, she drew her dagger and rushed inward, like a crazy lioness.

Qi Xuance held his hands behind and followed slowly, and he couldn't see too many expressions on his handsome face.

A wide staircase is on the left hand side of the hall.

The fat eldest sister's eyes were red, and she rushed forward in two steps, as if she had forgotten the existence of Qi Xuance.

Indeed, so far, the little fairy in her mouth is just a simple spectator.

The stairs were cleaned very clean, and the non-slip tiles were carefully laid on them, Qi Xuance stepped on them step by step, until the second floor, and at a glance, he saw the hanged ghost and the fat sister who were confronting each other.

The fat eldest sister clutched the dagger tightly, and her fat trembled all over her body, not because she was afraid, but because she was trembling with excitement before revenge!

The hanged ghost looked unusually peaceful, sitting on a small pony, with a thick "Water Margin" spread on his legs close together, and even took out a pair of lame glasses from the pocket of his striped hospital gown.

In fact, the hanged man was a very vicissitudes of life, his cheeks were very thin, his eyebrows were very short, he had a gray flat head, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles were intertwined on his face, forming a great face of bitterness and hatred.

This is not really like a psychologically twisted demon, but more like a village teacher with bad luck.

"You ran away that day, and I blamed myself for a long time, and I didn't even have the ability to do such a thing as destroying the door......"

After the hanged ghost recognized the fat eldest sister, he sighed and said happily, that feeling, as if God had given him another chance to fulfill his wish.

"Demonic ...... You're a demon, and today I'm going to send you to hell with my own hands!"

The fat eldest sister gritted her teeth while her face was full of tears, and the scenes of that day's tragedy came to her heart, and the resentment that had been pent up for a long time was about to burst out.

The hanged ghost lowered his head, raised his eyelids, and under the thick lenses was a pair of inexplicable eyes, he didn't react to the fat sister's words, but looked at Qi Xuance.

"You're the helper this woman hired, she can't get a killer, and the street thugs don't have the guts to kill.

And you don't look like a coolie doing heavy work, and you are not a Buddha or a Taoist, are you a hexagram master who walks the streets and alleys? Or a fortune teller?"

Qi Xuance shook his head when he heard this.

The heart says it's psychotic?

This is more spiritual than the director of a psychiatric hospital.

"I'm not. He sighed, and added, "You're more like you're able to pinch it." ”

The hanged ghost laughed, turned to the fat sister again, lifted his glasses and said, "What did you say about moving him?"

Your money is used to hire a lawyer to appeal the lawsuit, the food you cook is unpalatable, and people are not emotional, and you sell your hue...... There's no way you can get someone to work for you, unless—

You persecute people!

What persecution is there?

I killed your father, your mother, your husband, your son, your daughter, you have nothing, you only have yourself, so—

You're dying, aren't you?"

Qi Xuance couldn't help but look at the book on the hanged ghost's lap, he wondered if it was a "Sherlock Holmes Detective Book" dressed in the skin of "Water Margin".

The fat eldest sister suddenly screamed: "What's the use of you talking about this! You are a demon who is inferior to a beast!"

The hanged ghost waved his hand and smiled at Qi Xuan Ce: "That's why I'm reluctant to communicate with women, except for hysteria, they don't have a bit of logic. ”

After he said this, he suddenly turned his head again and said seriously to the fat eldest sister: "You have always thought you are very brave, but in my eyes, you have always been a stupid fat pig with a statue.

For example, it's not good for you to find someone, but you find him. ”

He pointed at Qi Xuance.

"Do you think he will help you? maybe, but the premise is that he is okay, once something happens, he will not hesitate to kill you, kill me, and even tear down this world.

Am I right? This young gentleman. The hanged ghost looked at Qi Xuance with interest.

Even the fat eldest sister didn't consciously look sideways, because without Qi Xuance's help, she would definitely not be able to complete her revenge.

Qi Xuance grinned, Sen Bai's teeth became fine, and he found this kind of plot direction really interesting.

The mentally ill demon with his hands stained with blood talked eloquently, as if he was incarnated as a wise master, controlling the audience in a few words.

And looking at his look of expecting his answer, it seems that he is ready to argue and argue.

The question is - is Lao Tzu going to play slowly with you?

Qi Xuance smiled coldly, snapped his fingers, and several invisible chains suddenly hung down on the head of the hanged ghost.

It's a simplified version of the flower of Pingjiang Lane!

Invisible chains wrapped around the arms and neck of the hanged man, and he was pulled from the pony tie alive, and the toes of the hanging man lifted off the ground, like the crucifixion Christ.

The hanged ghost suddenly struggled vigorously, the calmness on his face turned hideous, and he shouted at Qi Xuance: "They are all wicked people, how can you distinguish the good from the bad between me and her!"

Qi Xuance ignored it, but looked at the fat elder sister, and said with a gentle smile: "You always look at what I do, you have a knife in your hand, where the enemy is, come, I will teach you how to Ling Chi." ”

Qi Xuance dragged the fat eldest sister to the hanged ghost.

"Ling Chi is also called fish scale scraping, and it generally starts with the double point on the chest. Qi Xuance suddenly slapped the hanged ghost twice on the chest.

"These two slaps are to constrict the blood vessels and prevent the tortured person from bleeding too much, but today is different, he likes to make noise and play with his tongue, today we will start with the tongue. ”

Qi Xuance said, reaching out and squeezing the upper and lower jaws of the hanged ghost, twisting and making a mistake, and the entire chin was removed.

"Hold the knife steady, put the knife in your mouth and twist it against the base of your tongue, come, the first of three thousand six hundred knives. ”