The original owner of Ning Xiu's body couldn't catch ghosts, but he was very good at doing things.

Because this widow named Chun'er was forcibly conscripted into the army, both parents have passed away, and now they have no relatives in the village. In addition, because of the haunting, after doing the ritual, the corpse could only be pulled back to Yizhuang by Ning Xiu and them.

Along the way, Ning Xiu and Xiao Zhu were silent, obviously thinking about things.

A tacit understanding has been formed between the two, and after returning to Yizhuang, Xiao Zhu quickly closed his eyes to recuperate, while Ning Xiu was responsible for keeping watch in the middle of the night.

Little by little, it was nightfall.

At this moment, a baby's cry suddenly sounded and reached Ning Xiu's ears.

He followed the sound and looked around, the outside of the house was full of dark and empty night scenes, a gust of night wind blew, and the candles in the Yizhuang were flickering and extinguishing, and the sound seemed to be like the wind, coming from all directions.

Ning Xiu glanced at Xiao Zhu who was lying on the side, frowned, and found that she had her eyes closed and did not react, as if she had not heard this strange baby cry at all.

The cry became louder and louder, constantly burrowing in from all over Ning Xiu's body, even if it was useless to cover his ears.

At that moment he felt something, and he jerked his head back, and then he saw a basket, a basket made of rattan and bamboo, and in the basket lay a baby.

The baby's whole body was wrapped in a white cloth, revealing only a small head, and its facial features had not yet opened, which should have been a child not long after birth, with its eyes closed and its mouth not open.

But the terrifying cries continued, only began to fade into nothingness.

But at this time, for Ning Xiu, fortunately, there was this cry, which did not let him get lost.

Because he found that his environment had changed again, and he was in Yizhuang a moment ago, but now he was in a wooden house. Even the robe on his body was changed into a man's robe, and he was holding a dagger in his hand for some reason, and the blade of this dagger was facing the sleeping baby in front of him.

Not long ago, Ning Xiu had already felt this feeling once, and suddenly came to Yizhuang from his grandfather's Taoist temple. However, he vaguely felt that there was a difference between the two, but he could tell him specifically, but he couldn't say it.

"Please, let this child go. ”

"The child is innocent!"

A sudden cry behind him pulled Ning Xiu back from his contemplation, and when he looked back, a woman fell to the ground and hugged him on his lap, and the cry came from her mouth. It's just that her face is extremely blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

Ning Xiu stared at the woman, glanced at the wooden house, and when he turned around again, there was suddenly a hint of realization in his eyes.

He looked at the peaceful-looking baby in front of him and said in a low voice: "In any case, since you are already dead, you should go to reincarnation, why bother to die again." ”

The crying continued, and it was more ferocious and fiercer than before, so sharp that it was like the sound of fingernails scratching across a blackboard, and it made people's hearts furious.

"You're innocent, but what does this have to do with me!"

Ning Xiu's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he picked up the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the baby in front of him without hesitation.

At the moment when the blade was about to touch, I saw the baby's eyes open suddenly, it was a pair of blood-colored eyes, and at this time, the facial features on his palm-sized face were completely distorted together, and the color was extremely hideous.

At the same time as the baby opened its eyes, its whole body shot towards Ning Xiu like lightning, and after avoiding the blade that broke through the air, it opened its bloody mouth and bit down on his arm.

The red blood flowed down Ning Xiu's arm, and soon it stained the entire sleeve robe, and the severe pain hit, and cold sweat immediately covered his forehead.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Ning Xiu's forehead was bruised, his face was hideous, and he raised his right arm and slammed it to the ground.

One, two, three......

The frequency became faster and faster, the scene was extremely bloody, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, until it was smashed into mud, and Ning Xiu did not stop.

A terrible scream sounded in the two worlds at the same time, Ning Xiu found that he had finally returned to Yizhuang again, and the fierce movement of Fang Cai finally alarmed Xiao Zhu, who was resting with his eyes closed.

The moment she opened her eyes, Xiao Zhu immediately put her right hand on the handle of the Evil Breaking Knife, her sharp eyes were full of killing intent, and after finding that there was no danger, her expression relaxed slightly, and then she saw such a scene.

Ning Xiu stood there, the flesh and blood of his entire right arm blurred, and the red blood dripped to the ground, seeping into the cracks of the earthy yellow bricks. The moonlight passed through the dilapidated eaves and hit him like this, and the slightly bowed body gave Xiao Zhu a great shock at this moment.

It wasn't until he saw the corpse of the baby on the ground, which was almost invisible, that Xiao Zhu woke up from the shock. I saw her walk up to Ning Xiu and ask, "Resentful baby?"

Ning Xiu nodded, silently tore off the robe on his body and began to bandage himself. Don't look at the small body of the resentful baby, but his bite force is extremely amazing, no different from a beast, just one bite, almost bit off Ning Xiu's entire arm.

Xiao Zhu turned to look at the coffin that had been opened, his expression changed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Bone is made of cradle skin and sac, ......"

I saw that the inside of the woman's chest and abdomen in the coffin was completely hollowed out, and the whole body was only an empty skin bag.

"Is this the widow from Little River?"

Ning Xiu nodded slightly, and at this time he finally completed the last movement of his hand, using both hands and mouths, and tied an extremely ugly knot on his right arm.

"I have a general understanding of the cause of this incident, but there are still some things to be confirmed, and we will go back to Xiaohe Village right now. ”

"But it's night......" Xiao Zhu was interrupted by Ning Xiu before he could finish speaking.

"We don't have much time left, and even I can feel the changes in the whole Yizhuang, I don't believe you don't know. ”

Xiao Zhu looked up at Ning Xiu, his expression changed several times, and finally calmed down.

"Okay, I agree, but you have to tell me what you know. ”

We said on the way. ”

......

The night was terrifyingly dark, as if boundless ink was smeared heavily on the sky.

In the dark night, the two figures quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.

There was silence and gloom all around, and from time to time a cool breeze blew, and the rustling of the leaves made Ning Xiu shiver involuntarily.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Zhu stopped, looked at Ning Xiu, and asked.

"It's fine. Ning Xiu shook his head and continued to walk forward, but his face became more and more pale, I don't know if it was blown by the cold wind, or because of excessive blood loss before.

Xiao Zhu stood in place, watching Ning Xiu's back drift away, stunned for a while, and then rushed up.

"You just said that this widow was killed by the village chief?"

"Why did he do this, and what does this have to do with the upheaval in Yizhuang?" Xiao Zhu asked, she could clearly feel that the coffins in Yizhuang were becoming more and more restless, as if they were about to riot at any time.

"Do you remember what the village chief said during the day?" Ning Xiu looked up at the Xiaohe Village in the distance, which was gradually clear in his eyes, his eyes were deep and distant.