discussed with the fourth uncle about going to Jiang Wanrou's house to avenge her.

The attitude of the fourth uncle is dead from beginning to end, the underworld has its own judgment, if you don't report it in this life, you will find it back in the next life, don't do it too much.

I touched the goosebumps on the back of my neck that were blown out by Jiang Wanrou, so I could only appoint to pack up the change of clothes I had brought with me, and bring the salary of less than 4,000 yuan that my fourth uncle had just paid me.

With clothes, talisman paper, cinnabar pens and a backpack of blood rakshasa on his back, despite the dissuasion of his fourth uncle, he boarded the train to Jiang Wanrou's hometown.

Jiang Wanrou's hometown is a small town, and there is no direct train.

I could only buy a train ticket to Jiang Wanrou's hometown and provincial capital first, get off the train in the provincial capital, and then follow Jiang Wanrou's guidance to the long-distance bus station to find a car to her hometown town.

I simply have someone by my side who knows the way, otherwise I don't know where to throw it away.

There was a thief who didn't have long eyes, probably seeing that my backpack was bulging, thinking that there was something valuable in it, but Jiang Wanrou was almost scared to pee.

Of course, these are all episodes of the journey.

After tossing and turning on the road for a week, I finally stepped on the land of Jiang Wanrou's hometown with both feet.

The town is not very big, only three streets, the concrete pavement looks freshly paved, you can still smell the asphalt, and the shoes are still a little sticky when you step on them.

On both sides of the street are shops for buying and selling, small restaurants, fruit shops, clothing stores, grocery stores, grocery stores, electrical appliance stores......

One by one, the small facades are under the guise of a pretense, and it looks lively.

It can be regarded as a small sparrow, but it has all kinds of organs.

Seeing that the roadside was basically selling burned paper, he stopped and asked the old man who was selling goods.

"Old man, why do you sell so many burning paper?"

I was actually just curious and casually asked, and I didn't have anything else in mind.

"Young man, it's the seventh month of the lunar calendar."

The old man probably saw that I was a foreigner, and smiled lovingly to explain it to me.

"Silly roe deer, don't be deceived, he's black. Other people's cucumbers cost five cents a pound, and he sells them for two yuan. ”

Jiang Wanrou, who was in my backpack, reminded me in a whisper.

"Whoa, thank you."

After I politely thanked him, I continued to walk down a street, wanting to see the town of Jiang Wanrou's hometown.

My instinct told me that I might have to stay here for a few days, and I had a vague feeling that something was going to haunt me.

The uneasiness of my heart made me almost obligatory to remember everything here.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The street lights on both sides of the street came on, and people began to burn paper at the intersection.

The smell of burning paper in the air is a little choking.

At the intersection not far ahead, there were several old men with white hair squatting on the ground, muttering something in their mouths.

In front of them were small bowls of rice, with dense incense sticks on top of them.

The cold wind blew, and the paper money and ashes that were still burning swirled and flew all over the sky.

No matter how careful passers-by are, they can't avoid the ashes of paper money sticking to their bodies.

It's not a good feeling, it's like you've been marked by something.

"You're not even afraid of me? Are you afraid of those imps?"

Because it was dark, I had already taken out Jiang Wanrou from her backpack and asked her to walk by herself on the road.

In the relationship between the Blood Rakshasa and Jiang Wanrou, Jiang Wanrou is more powerful than many Yin Spirits.

After becoming a spiritual color, he can act like a normal person when it is dark.

I held Jiang Wanrou's little hand, and I could even feel the softness in my hand, which didn't look like a paper man's hand at all.

Jiang Wanrou looked at me with her little head up for some reason, so cute that people couldn't help but want to hug her up, and kiss her well.

"Probably because we know each other well."

I explained against my will.

As soon as I finished speaking, a cold wind blew in front of me, as if something I couldn't see walked past me, and I instantly felt bad.

"Really? It's not the time for you to see me and yell for help! ”

"What a strange definition of an acquaintance you have!"

Jiang Wanrou mocked me coldly, but she took my little hand a little harder.

"Don't worry! Don't be afraid. I'm here! Who dares to provoke you! ”

Jiang Wanrou probably felt that her attitude was a little wrong, and patted my hand comfortingly.

I looked down at Jiang Wanrou's sworn little appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

Anyway, this feeling of being appeased and protected by a terrifying existence that can burst out at any time to eat people is quite wonderful.

However, the warm atmosphere didn't last long, and Jiang Wanrou grabbed me who still wanted to move forward.

"I smell Sun Chuan."

Jiang Wanrou's nose sniffed in the air, and like a puppy, she took my hand and walked towards Erdao Street.

Walking forward with Jiang Wanrou's strength, she didn't walk for a few minutes before she saw the bottom of a residential building.

There was a man leaning against a tree and smoking.

The relationship between distance and street lights, I can't quite see what the other person looks like.

"Is that him?"

I asked in a whisper.

"You crouch."

Jiang Wanrou tugged at my arm, and I looked around to see that there was no one around, so I squatted down and pretended to be tying my shoes.

I felt that my eyes were cold, and I couldn't help but close my eyes, and when I opened my eyes, I instantly felt a little dizzy.

Actually, it's not that I can't open my yin and yang eyes, I just don't want to.

And now I can't help myself.

Jiang Wanrou, the little ancestor, didn't give me a chance to escape.

In front of me, there are countless ghosts swaggering and relying on themselves that no one can see, squatting on the side of the road and serving bowls to eat, eating fragrant, and looking strange and ugly.

"Can you see me?"

A female ghost who probably died of dystocia, still wearing a white loose hospital gown, walked with a baby with a purple face wrapped around her neck with an umbilical cord wrapped around her neck between her feet.

I instinctively closed my eyes and turned my head to look at the man who had just smoked.

Sure enough, bad people are bad people everywhere, and it is impossible to learn good.

There were several babies around the man, and it was obvious that the man had a baby.

The resentment on those infant spirits was dark and almost merged with the night.

There is also an old couple who were obviously killed in a car accident, standing behind the man with hideous faces, baring their teeth and claws.

I shuddered, tsk, this man is going to die a terrible death.

After all, I was so haunted.

"Jiji, I really want to know if his wife knows that Sun Chuan married her because of her family's money and her deceitful parents, will she still feel happy!"

"It's exciting to grind with a man who killed his parents."

Jiang Wanrou listened to the old couple's scolding for a while, and laughed gradually crazy.