Ling Jiuzhou had a bad chill for a while, and he had a lot of goosebumps all over his body, so he didn't dare to look at her again, and pulled the village chief away.

Village Chief Liu frowned and reminded:

"Men should focus on their studies, what should they do so early? If you get the top prize, the emperor is going to give you a marriage, you go back and explain to your parents, and retire quickly. ”

"Yes, yes, only a princess is worthy of me!" He was perfunctory.

"Oh, Master Wang, did you go up the mountain and cut down trees so early and came back?" Village Chief Liu smiled at the strong man who was walking towards him.

The strong man's biceps are larger than a woman's Amidu, with a sharp axe pinned to his waist, and a large tree with a diameter of one foot three on his shoulder.

Ling Jiuzhou secretly praised in his heart: Sure enough, he was a mighty and majestic man, but he died a little miserably.

Master Wang smiled innocently: "My mother said that a man has to go to bed early and get up early, so that his health can be good, and he can be a good daughter-in-law in the future." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ah Hua intentionally or unintentionally.

Ah Hua twisted her willow waist, snorted, turned her back, and hid disdain in her eyes.

The corners of Ling Jiuzhou's mouth twitched:

You two can have a little heart, it's GG at night, and you're still in the mood to put this game and have a concubine who has no intention.

He couldn't control the terrifying and disgusting images in his mind that were repeated repeatedly, freeze and play slowly, there was already obvious discomfort in his stomach, and he hurriedly pulled the village chief forward.

"Na, that's the teacher of our village, the real champion teacher, elegant and erudite, but now it's a little bit of a backdrop."

Village Chief Liu greeted Mr. Jiaoshu and specially amplified the volume.

Ling Jiuzhou recognized it at a glance, this was the fierce ghost who elegantly unscrewed his head and smashed him, and his attack was dark.

Then he met many villagers, and Ling Jiuzhou couldn't help but think of their terrifying appearance of their tragic deaths and ghosts.

The discomfort in the stomach intensified layer by layer, turning the river and the sea, and completely erupted before and after meeting the first long-tongued ghost to be killed.

Ling Jiuzhou glanced at the other party, then ran to the alley on the side, bent down and opened his mouth: "Gross!" ”

I was depressed for the villager: How ugly am I, I vomited out of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at a glance!

The onlookers pointed and pointed:

"Oops, what's going on? Morning sickness? ”

"That's a man, you look so redundant!"

"It looks like I've had a bad stomach, and I can be more comfortable by drinking some boiling water."

"Cool and white!"

……

Tofu Shih Tzu A flower beauty saves the hero, and kindly handed over a bowl of water: "Xiao Langjun, drink saliva, don't spit out after drinking." ”

"Are you sure?"

Ling Jiuzhou took the water, and after a glance, Ah Hua was shyly holding a strand of black hair, looking at him with affectionate eyebrows.

The corner of his mouth twitched: What's the matter? I vomit and look handsome in the stars and the moon, making you obsessed?

A similar scenario comes to mind:

The puffy, ugly water ghost blistered by the stinky water was flattering at him.

"Vomit ......"

I vomited even more.

After vomiting, his face turned pale, his legs were weak, as if he had been asked for seven or eight times by the official slave family of Tofu Xi Shi, and his body was shaky and incomplete.

The village chief hurriedly ordered: "Daqiang, you quickly send him to my house and find Dr. Sun, he is the champion of our village!" ”

When everyone heard this, they became nervous, and hurriedly helped Ah Qiang to send people to the village chief's house, encouraging the little pity all the way: Hold on, don't die!

……

Today's vomiting was indeed caught off guard, but Ling Jiuzhou understood that he was a typical post-mortem stress disorder.

Last night's fight with the fierce ghosts, the scene was bloody and weird, terrifying and disgusting, but the threat of death is above all else, and the stimulation of the rest of the pictures is correspondingly weakened.

When I see these people again now, I can't help but think of the picture of them becoming ghosts, and I can't help but be disgusted.

Ling Jiuzhou made up a genetic disease of allergies and vomiting when more than one person was born, and sent the villagers away.

He wanted to be quiet and sort out his thoughts:

There is an indescribable strangeness in this village, and the chief and the villagers are overly enthusiastic about him.

He met many of the villagers, most of them were impressed victims, and the rest were too ordinary and had no obvious features to determine whether they were among the killed.

Therefore, it is necessary to confirm it again when watching the night show of the hundred ghosts.

The biggest problem now is: he has not been given effective clues to advance the development of the case, and he cannot lock down the murderer!

But it is obvious that the village chief is hiding something, he is in control of the overall situation, and the villagers are also cooperating with the village chief.

As for what exactly is being hidden, it is not known for the time being.

But one thing is certain: there is something wrong with the madman!

Moreover, he did not die at night, so he can be listed as a key suspect and investigated first.

"Squeak!"

The sound of the door opening interrupted Ling Jiuzhou's thoughts, and it was the man with gauze wrapped around his face who came in, holding vegetable porridge and a nest head in his hand.

"Hello." Ling Jiuzhou said hello.

The man didn't speak, his eyes were a little frightened and flustered, and he put down the vegetable porridge and the nest head and left.

Oh, there was a 'bang' outside the door, and Daqiang's curse sounded:

"Fool, you are riding a horse to reincarnate, why are you walking so fast?"

Ling Jiuzhou was slightly stunned: "It turns out that he is a fool!" The murderer is really mad, and he doesn't even let go of a mental retard. ”

He rolled his eyes and thought of something:

"Although the fool has a bad brain, he can't deceive people, and maybe he can learn some secrets from his mouth that other villagers won't say!"

Thinking of this, Ling Jiuzhou chased him out.

When he ran to the door of the village chief's house, he happened to see the fool turning into an alley, and he hurriedly followed.

When they entered the alley, they saw that the fool was blocked by three children, and they threw small stones at the fool, and shouted:

"Big fool, dead lame, don't pass by my door, my father said, if you pass by my door, my family will be unlucky!"

The fools did not hide or dodge, but silently crouched down, picked up the stones they had discarded, and placed them by the wall in an orderly manner.

"What are you doing?"

The children's mother ran out, and when she saw that they were beating fools, instead of apologizing and blaming the children, she said to them:

"Go to study quickly, or you will be as useless as him in the future."

The children stuck their tongues out at the fool and ran home.

The woman looked at the fool with disgust on her face:

"It's time to pull out the weeds by the river, Erhuzi went to play yesterday and fell."

The fool nodded and walked towards the river.

"Handsome man, do you know a madman? What kind of man is he? ”

"Fool." The fool muttered two words.

"Why? Tell us more? Ling Jiuzhou asked.

The fool is silent and quickens up.

I followed the fool all the way to the river, and I saw him pulling weeds seriously, and he didn't stop even if his hand was injured, as if he didn't feel pain.

It didn't take long for the blue blades of grass to be stained red with his blood.

"Alright, don't pull it out." Ling Jiuzhou walked over, a little unbearable.

The fool shook his head:

"No, if I don't pull them out, they'll beat me.

In a while, I will go to chop wood for Master Wang, grind tofu for Ah Hua, and the clothes of the village chief's son, which must be washed before tomorrow......"

A fool counts what he has to do, and it sounds like he's serving someone else.

"Why are you doing these things for them?" Ling Jiuzhou was curious.

The fool was stunned for a moment, and his tone was calm: "Because this is what I should do, I owe them." ”

Did you get paid? Or did the villagers take care of him eating and drinking?

Ling Jiuzhou wanted to ask again, but there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and then a group of people rushed down the river, surrounding him and the fool.

The tall man at the head was dressed in splendid clothes, and he was so angry that he kicked the fool over:

"Okay, you fool, don't wash my clothes, come here to pull weeds, your skin is itchy, right?"

The fool hurriedly explained: "No, Young Master Quan, I think you have a lot of clothes, and you are not in a hurry to wear them, so ......"

The man in Chinese clothes coldly interrupted the fool's words: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I think you just owe it to clean up!"

How many times have I told you, the village chief is my father, and my business is the most important!

Hit me, it's better to die, the village paid so much on you, and what happened to you? Nothing!

Do you think Ah Hua really likes you? Bah! It's all daddy......"

The man in the fancy costume noticed the gaze that fell on him and looked over with displeasure.

Ling Jiuzhou was very sure that the second generation of this village was not among the hundred ghosts.

That is, he is a suspect!

Moreover, what he said was so informative.

Who is this fool?