The matter is so big, it will definitely alarm the police, and when the police come, I will want to know what Ren Mingshan gave the driver, I am afraid that it will be hopeless.

I was unwilling to look at the unrecognizable bus, anyway, it was out of danger, it was better to take advantage of the fact that the police did not come, I would like to check if there was anything suspicious.

However, before I could move, there was a sudden "......" laugh from the broken bus, and the driver was hit with only half of his head and jumped out of a window.

After rolling on the ground a few times, I saw the bloody half of the driver's face, staring at me with the eyes that had fallen out, and grinning at me with only half of his mouth left. Immediately afterwards, the half-stretched arms, along with the thighs hanging from the intestines, jumped out of the car window one by one...... Squirm in my direction.

I swear, it's the most disgusting picture I've ever seen, absolutely not one of them!

I clutched my injured arm, gritted my teeth and struggled to get up, trying to run in the direction of the crematorium, only to find that my foot was swollen and had just stood up and fallen again.

Seeing that the driver's head was about to roll at my feet, I moved forward little by little with the only remaining intact hand as if my butt had been burned by fire.

However, this speed was not enough to support me to escape from here, and in a few moments my shoes were bitten by half of my head, and my broken arm was grabbed by a bloody hand......

Damn, it didn't die in the hands of Fu Xiaoying, but in the hands of Ren Mingshan.

I looked desperately at the fragments of corpses that were gradually approaching me, and I had no idea of escape......

"Gu Zhengqi!"

I opened my eyes violently and looked at the people, Wang Dajun turned around in these broken corpses with a cold face at a very fast speed, and steadily pierced the silver needle in his hand into the broken corpse, and the broken corpse immediately did not move.

I can't believe I'm alive...... I looked at Wang Dajun in surprise, and I didn't notice another inconspicuous figure, squatting next to the bus with his back to me, pulling something.

Restraining this piece of broken corpse, Wang Dajun didn't breathe, and looked down at me who was lying on the ground in a mess with an expressionless face, "Are you okay?"

I really want to say that your special mother is not blind? Lao Tzu is like this, and you still ask me if there is anything wrong...... But I didn't dare to really say it, my little life was saved by others, so when I said it, he got angry and pulled out the silver needle and left, I was miserable.

Helplessly, I could only use the arm that could still move, pointed to my swollen old ankle, and said bitterly, "My right arm is broken, my foot is swollen, and I can't get up!"

Wang Dajun understood, so he bent down and helped me up, grabbed the arm I could still move, carried me on my back, and shouted in the direction of the bus, "Dog, what are you looking for?"

That's when I noticed that the dog had also arrived, crouching next to the body of the bus and rummaging for something.

Strange, how did they know something was wrong with me here?

"How do you know I'm in trouble?" I asked suspiciously, lying comfortably on Wang Dajun's back.

Wang Dajun carried me in the direction of the dog and said, "It's the dog, he pulled me over, and he carried the toolbox for me, and when I came here, I realized that you were in danger." ”

"Dogs?" I've been to the crematorium for so many days, and I've only seen Dogan twice, and today counts it once. The last time, when I was passing by the morgue, I saw the delicate man walking out of it with the corpse on his back, and when he saw me, he came over to say hello very enthusiastically, and when he laughed, he could only see half of the tongue in his mouth, jumping and jumping, which made me very unaccustomed. Unexpectedly, this goodbye saved my life.

Uncle Zhao said that the dog's tongue was hinged out by the ignorant villagers in the village because he always had a premonition of bad things.

I can't imagine how much it hurts, the dog looks like he is only in his twenties, his body is so delicate, even if he suffers such treatment, he still tries to live, he sees everyone with a sunny smile, even if he is pitiful, he never pities himself.

Goudan'er stood up suddenly, holding a thumb-sized black wood carving doll in his hand to show Wang Dajun, the two dolls covered their ears with one hand, their eyes were closed, but the part of their mouths was slightly raised, as if they were laughing, it looked a little weird, and the back was written with complicated incantations in red cinnabar.

Wang Dajun took the doll from Goudan'er's hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said seriously, "That's it, puppet doll, the other party is very skilled, who have you offended, and people treat you like this?"

This thing called a puppet doll should be the one that Ren Mingshan handed over to the driver, this person really does things without leakage and is ruthless...... I just asked a few more questions, and I was going to kill me.

In this way, Fu Xiaoying's death really has something to do with him......

Paper can't contain the fire, people saved me, and I didn't plan to hide that it was Ren Mingshan who did it, "It's Ren Mingshan, the director of the Nantang Crematorium!"

After hearing the name Ren Mingshan, Wang Dajun's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally had a trace of emotion, and asked in surprise, "Ren Mingshan...... Why should he deal with you?"

I shook my head and said, "Maybe you think I'm getting in the way of him......"

Wang Dajun didn't ask much, his fingers wiped the puppet doll's mouth, and the weird smile disappeared in an instant.

I looked at the magic and asked, "What's going on?"

Usually, you can rarely see the mood fluctuations on Wang Dajun's face, but when mentioning the puppet doll, Wang Dajun's tone has an unconcealable anger, "The puppet doll is a kind of black witchcraft from Miao Jiang, also known as puppetry, and the locust tree is a ghost in the tree, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, and it is very easy to attract ghosts." The puppet doll is carved with locust wood, and the dead baby is sealed and buried together, the baby's soul will be attached to the locust tree doll, and after three years of digging out, the locust wood will gradually turn black after the nourishment of the yin soul, and the ghost control rune is written on the back of the locust wood with cinnabar, and the master can be recognized. The ghost baby is ignorant and likes to eat corpse oil, his mouth is not meant to laugh, once it is smeared with corpse oil, it will rise, and the master can order the puppet doll to do things for him. However, the ghost of a baby attached to a puppet doll can never be reincarnated, which is too vicious. ”

It is indeed vicious, what does a baby know, and before he came into this world, he will be locked in this black wooden doll forever and manipulated.

This Ren Mingshan is really a "talent", and his vicious methods are endless, and he dares to say that I don't want to trust the people here? The next time I meet him, I will definitely beat him without knowing his mother, bastard.

Wang Dajun was silent for a while, took out a silver needle from his pocket, gently turned it at the puppet doll's temples, and pierced it minute by minute, until the silver needle penetrated the puppet doll's temples.

"Ah......h