Chapter 711: The Five Ghosts of the Corpse Collector are blocking the way

Approaching the house, I didn't feel anything unusual, I don't know where the ghost energy that the fourth uncle and Xuan Qing said came from, but looking at Xuan Qing's nervous expression, I knew that what was hidden in this house was by no means an ordinary ghost.

I walked to the gate of the courtyard, lay on the crack of the door, and looked at the courtyard carefully, to see that there was no change in the courtyard from the last time I came, except that the chicks who were still screaming yesterday were honestly lying in the nest today, wilting.

I was about to reach out and knock on the door, but I couldn't help but withdraw my hand, only to see a large group of ants crawling out of the crack in the door without warning, rolling in a ball next to the door, and then lining up in several rows in the courtyard, like a march in black armor, merging into a black stream like a stream in the courtyard, and quickly surging out of the courtyard.

I watched the countless black ants in front of me, crawling towards us like waves, and I couldn't help but feel numb in my scalp. But seeing that the fourth uncle and Xuan Qing were frowning, they did not have the slightest fear.

I crushed a few ants with my feet that were about to climb on top of me, and asked the fourth uncle, "This, what's going on?"

The fourth uncle snorted, did not answer, shook off the ants that crawled on his trouser legs with his hands, and turned his eyes to the black and crushed ant colony under him.

I saw this group of black ants hurriedly pass under their feet like lost dogs, and hurriedly disappeared under an old tree outside the courtyard.

"Poor cockroaches, rich ants, and ants have all moved, I'm afraid there won't be any living creatures in the house!" After the fourth uncle finished speaking, he picked off a black ant that was crawling on his chest, threw it into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed carefully.

Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and asked the fourth uncle: "What cockroach ant ......?"

Xuan Qing was about to say more, but the fourth uncle suddenly made a silent gesture to him, picked off an ant, handed it to Xuan Qing, and motioned for him to eat one too.

Xuan Qing pursed his lips and said to the fourth uncle: "Aphrodisiac is a good thing, but now is not the time. ”

"Ants are the most inspiring insects, knowing the heavens, knowing the clouds, and now crawling out of the house The ant's abdomen has changed from sour to fishy, which is really not a good sign, I am afraid that there will be no less than five evil spirits gathered here. ”

Xuan Qing heard an 'oh' sound, and then leaned on the crack of the door and looked inside. The fourth uncle walked to the wall, put one hand on the wall, and jumped into the courtyard.

Xuanqing and I also followed the fourth uncle to climb the wall into the courtyard, looking from the outside, except for the group of weird black ants, we didn't notice anything unusual, but as soon as we entered the courtyard, we smelled a rancid smell, and I almost wanted to gag when I smoked it.

I covered my mouth and coughed twice, and when I saw the fourth uncle slowly walking to the door of the house, I was about to reach out to open the door. I could only hear a loud sound of 'bulging', but out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew through the hall and opened the door slammed open.

'Boom', the glass on the window also shattered, and gusts of wind with a whistling sound kept blowing on several of us, like the roar of evil spirits, expelling these uninvited guests.

I was clever and watched the door swing back and forth with a screeching sound. The fourth uncle took out his loyal soul, ran to the house with an arrow, and then shouted.

Xuan Qing and I were unprepared, and we were startled by the fourth uncle's voice, but we only felt that the yin wind around us was getting smaller, and there was no cold air like Shicai.

Xuan Qing looked shocked and rushed into the house, and I followed him closely, but before I could enter the house, I was smoked by a strong rancid smell.

I shook my head and saw that the fourth uncle was holding the old lady who gave me the flatbread yesterday. I eased my nerves, saw that there was a wooden stool with four legs facing up in the room, hurriedly took it, and motioned to the fourth uncle to put the old man on the wooden stool.

"Oops!" Xuan Qing shouted after seeing it.

"This is about to pinch people, and no matter how late it is, it won't be able to save it!"

I panicked in my heart, seeing that the old lady's face was blue, and her eyes were wide open, as if she was covered with a layer of yellow mist, and I couldn't tell which was the kernel of the eye and which was the white of the eye.

The fourth uncle didn't dare to delay, motioned for me to stabilize the old man's body, and stretched out his thumb to press her hard. I vaguely saw that the old lady's heart was beating very slowly, as if there was a black mist around her, and it would not disperse for a long time.

Xuan Qing covered his nose with one hand, leaned into the old man's ear and called his soul, seeing that the old man's heart slowly resumed pulsation, and the black mist next to his heart was also shaken a little, but it was gathered back with the rebound of the atrium.

"Hey......" The old man sighed suddenly, slowly closed his eyes, the fourth uncle's body was shocked, and he hurriedly carried the old man to the bed, and ordered Xuanqing to open the window and door to let go of the bad luck in the house.

I didn't know that this old man was fine yesterday, but after only a day, he had become like this, and even the smell of this courtyard had become so unpleasant. I don't know what kind of ghost thing it is, it has such a heavy ghost spirit!

The windows in the Xuanqing house were all opened, and I hurriedly ran to the kitchen to open the windows, and saw that the old lady had baked the flatbread yesterday, which was covered with black mold overnight, and the broom standing next to the stove had also turned black gray, exuding a musty smell, which was extremely pungent.

"Huh", I suddenly heard Xuan Qing in the side room screaming in disbelief, and I hurriedly ran over. The fourth uncle also heard the sound and came. I followed Xuan Qing's gaze and saw a person lying on the wooden bed in the room, facing the sky on his back, panting heavily.

But what surprised me even more was that this man's hands and feet were tied to the edge of the bed. The hands and ankles were covered with bruises and strangulation marks, apparently caused by the struggle.

I subconsciously looked at his heart, but I couldn't see this person's heart, only a black mist that could not be dissolved, and after just one glance, I felt that my eyes were sour and numb, and I didn't dare to look directly at his heart anymore.

The fourth uncle leaned over to the bed, flipped the man's head, kept groping at the back of his neck, frowning and muttering: "One, two, three, four......"

"It's strange that five ghosts are attached to one person!" said to Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing's eyes widened after hearing this, and he asked the fourth uncle, "How do you know?"

"Touch it yourself!" replied the fourth uncle.

I once heard the fourth uncle say that the easiest way to distinguish all ghosts and evil spirits attached to people, in addition to the black face is 'touching the neck'.

If the evil spirit is possessed by the human body, it is just a breath of evil spirit, if it is a small ghost, it will make people sick, and if it is an unjust ghost, it can control the actions of the possessed person.

And this evil qi also gathers in the neck, like a grain of rice, like a tumor of rice, when it occurs, it will swim in the large veins of the whole body, and it is necessary to seal the large veins with a steel needle, and then expel them.

Xuan Qing's expression changed suddenly, he was stunned on the spot, and said to the fourth uncle in a low voice: "I'm afraid this matter is not so simple, I haven't heard of five evil ghosts attaching one person, but I do know that there is another person who will be the evil 'five ghosts blocking the way'!"

Xuan Qing paused, looked at the withered orchids on the windowsill, and said: "The anger in this room is sucked by the five ghosts in his body, not the ghosts are angry, but lifeless." And then blocked the evil spirit of the evil face, it seems that someone really deliberately set up this game. ”

The fourth uncle nodded in agreement, and said to Xuan Qing: "Well, it makes sense, let's see how the old man is doing first." ”

I was shocked after hearing this, the five ghosts blocking the way was Li Yiheng's trick, how could it suddenly appear here, could it be that Li Yiheng's old man came out of the mountain again?

But I immediately dispelled this thought, it is not easy for Li Yiheng to live now, let alone travel thousands of miles to move out of the five ghosts.

"Apart from Li Yiheng, who else can make the five ghosts block the way?" I asked Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing glanced at the old man on the bed, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The five ghosts blocking the way were originally created by Li Yiheng's mentor, Tianyantong, but it was not only passed on to Li Yiheng alone......"

"Cold?" I woke up.

Xuan Qing nodded, turning her back to look out the window.

A cool breeze blew, blowing away the rancid stench, the fan was inexhaustible, and it was old and rotten.

The fourth uncle kept wiping the sweat for the old man, occasionally holding a spoon to send a sip of sugar water, and seeing that the old man's face was slightly ruddy, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you ......," the old man asked in a bitter voice.

Xuan Qing and the fourth uncle didn't know how to answer, they turned their heads to look at me, I don't know what to say, if I say "come here to subdue demons", I have to scold a few of us as psychos.

"You don't know me?" I stepped forward and said to her with a smile.

The old man was startled when he saw me, and then his face was happy: "Oh, I remember, you are the doll who was naked yesterday......"

I nodded, pointed to the fourth uncle and Xuanqing with one hand, and said to her: "These two people are my uncles, passing by here, I want to come in and drink saliva, and see that you have passed out, so this is ......"

After hearing this, the old man sighed and was about to go to the ground, but the fourth uncle hurriedly stopped him and said to her: "Auntie, your body has not recovered well, there are a few of us, what do you command!"

"No, I need to go see my son, he hasn't eaten in a day!" he said and tried to get up.

"Wait, you don't know what kind of illness your son has, don't talk about eating now, it takes some effort to even breathe!" Xuan Qing stopped the old man and said to her.

After hearing this, the old man sat at the head of the bed in a daze, his eyes were full of tears, and he slowly said to a few of us: "My son has had this strange disease for some days, and he can't see it well in the hospital, and my husband doesn't dare to treat it, so he can only do it at home." ”

After hearing this, Xuan Qing thought for a while, and then asked: "Auntie, we can cure your son's evil disease, but if you tell me how he got this strange disease, we can also prescribe the right medicine." ”

The old man's son is called Wu Chengxiang, who pedals a tricycle next to the railway station all the year round, and with all his strength, everyone gave him a nickname, called 'Camel Xiangzi'.

In the evening of that day, Wu Chengxiang, as usual, sat on the three wheels, wiping his sweat while counting the change in his hand. He has no father, no money, and no daughter-in-law.

Only a handful of strength, and a sick old lady.

The sound of the station sounded, and the people who pulled the three wheels and ran the taxi all gathered in front of the platform, pushing and shoving their peers, and shouting loudly: "Big brother, where are you going......?

Wu Chengxiang watched left and right, he had been working here for three or four years, and he knew who could sit on his three wheels, and who could sit on his three wheels.

At this time, five middle-aged people in ragged clothes entered his field of vision, and when he looked closely, there were three men inside, who were not good-looking, and their faces were unlucky. Although the two women beside him were not eye-catching, they were coquettish.

Wu Chengxiang snuffed out half of the cigarette butt in his hand, clipped it to his ear, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Where are you going......?

Before he could finish speaking, one of the women smiled at him, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, put it in his hand, and asked him, "Wu Xicun, are these enough?"

Wu Chengxiang took the money and was stunned at first, seeing that these people were dressed in tatters, they were generous enough, and they didn't sound like locals with an accent, so they wanted to slaughter more, but as soon as they saw the big girls, their conscience immediately returned to their stomachs.

He didn't take a hundred bills a few times, he didn't care whether it was true or not, he put the money in his pocket, and invited a few people to the car. Swimming all the way, pedaling to Wuxi Village, ten miles away.

It was getting dark, and the air was unusually hot, and he pedaled three wheels all the way, wondering all the way, these five people were sitting in the car, if they were in normal times, it would be difficult to walk on flat ground, and this time they didn't have to go downhill to push, it was really evil.

At this time, he was already out of the city, he only felt a burst of shade behind him, wiped the sweat on his head, and looked back to see that the people were still sitting in the car.

In the dark, he couldn't see the subtle expressions of those people clearly, but the five big living people sat in the car, didn't speak, didn't look at the wind, and just watched themselves pedaling the car. In the darkness, the corners of several people's mouths raised slightly, making Wu Chengxiang tremble.

He didn't believe that there were ghosts in the world, but he felt that these people were behaving strangely, and secretly prayed that these people were not enemies, or the fugitives who had escaped from prison a few days ago.