Wang Yiqiu took a deep breath, and the scent of incense filled his lungs, dispelling the depression brought by the drunkenness.

It was only then that she discovered Ma Zheng hidden in the corner of the building.

Ma Zheng panicked, walked out with his hands and feet not very neat, and smiled awkwardly at Wang Yiqiu.

Wang Yiqiu was silent for a few seconds and asked, "What is the name of that ghost in the Third Courtyard you said?" ”

"How do I know this......" Ma Zheng replied subconsciously, seeing that Wang Yiqiu seemed to turn around and was about to leave, he cried out again, "I don't know what his full name is, but I heard that his surname is Kang." ”

"Surname Kang?" Wang Yiqiu stopped.

"The surname is Kang, let's call it Kang...... He's quite famous in my generation. It's just that this ghost comes and goes, and no one stays long, and many don't know. I've heard from other people before, too. "Ma Zheng worked hard to provide information.

Wang Yiqiu nodded, "I'm going to find him." ”

Ma Zheng reluctantly looked at Wang Yiqiu, and then turned his head to look at the window of Wang Yiqiu's house. He wouldn't follow Wang Yiqiu to find the legendary old ghost, and he still had some regrets that Wang Yiqiu didn't plan to take him to her house now.

What a good fragrance, it's wasted like this.

I don't know if I haven't had a chance to smell it in the future.

Ma Zheng was ready to move, but in the end he didn't dare to take the risk, and watched Wang Yiqiu walk out of the community, and then sighed and returned to his home.

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Jiang Jun cautiously glanced at the old lady sitting in front of him, his gaze swept over every fold on the old lady's face like a scanner.

He couldn't see the flowers, and the old lady didn't move. This made him wonder if the old lady, who claimed to be one hundred and seven years old, fell asleep while sitting, and even worse, died while sitting.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhu Yan who was sitting next to him, wanting to give him a look and ask what the situation was now.

Zhu Yan didn't squint, staring straight at the old lady, as if he hadn't noticed Jiang Jun's gaze at all.

He was so attentive, which made it difficult for Jiang Jun to deal with it.

Jiang Jun actually couldn't sit still. He wasn't the kind of person who could sit still. He's an outdoor faction, and even if he stays indoors, he has to find something to do. Sitting cross-legged for such a long time made Jiang Jun's body stiff, his back hurt, and his head became heavy.

At this time, thinking about it, the dancing god who had strange movements before was more relaxed. Those strange movements are not easy to learn, but they are finally bouncing and moving, and they are not so uncomfortable.

Jiang Jun moved his body, wanting to change his sitting position.

He is cautious and sneaks his center of gravity when changing positions, not wanting to be discovered.

He wasn't the one to behave like that.

If it weren't for the time when he danced the great god, he saw that the paper-burning flame did have a strange beating, and there was a strange wind blowing, he would definitely be leaving by now.

What's more, he saw the ghost with his own eyes, his hair Xiao Zhang Yinan and Zou Penghui died in front of him, and the friends Zhang Yinan called also died after that. The only survivors were him and Zhu Yan. He, a man who did not believe in demons and gods, had to believe after such a thing.

As for Zhu Yan, according to his own words, he bumped into a ghost when he was a child and opened his yin and yang eyes, and since then, he has seen unclean things from time to time. Some things don't hurt, he sees them and pretends not to see them; Some things are like the female ghosts they encountered, which will hurt people's lives, so they need to find a master to deal with them.

The master Zhu Yan knew was the old lady in front of him.

He also told Jiang Jun that when he was a child, he was looking for this old lady to deal with ghosts. His grandmother brought him here.

This old lady was originally the goddess of the village in his grandmother's hometown, the ancestral craftsmanship, coupled with her natural good physique, was very effective, and she was very famous in ten miles and eight towns when she was young. Later, she encountered the construction of the four old and new countryside, and the things of the dancing god could not be done in a bright way, so she usually took on some white work, sometimes helping the villagers solve problems, and occasionally met those who really encountered big things, so she was embarrassed to do things.

Zhu Yan took Jiang Jun to take the high-speed train and transfer to a long distance, and it took a day to find this goddess. As soon as the two of them knocked on the door, they were looked at by the goddess for a long time and got a sigh.

Jiang Jun was suspicious, followed Zhu Yan, listened to the command of this goddess, bought paper money without a clue, painted his face, and danced indiscriminately, but as a result, he really saw a strange phenomenon.

Jiang Jun felt that the wind he felt before was a yin wind. Maybe it was some ghost at that time, or it opened the door of the underworld......

He shivered, his stiff body tingling, and a slight tingling in his muscles.

He was about to call out, but he saw the goddess open her eyes suddenly.

The old man's eyes looked cloudy and yellow, not bright. But her eyes were like eagles, sharp and compelling.

Jiang Jun was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his center of gravity was tilted to the side, and he almost fell cross-legged to the ground.

The goddess let out a sigh. In the warm room, there is white air that only occurs when it is cold.

Her eyes changed, and she looked at people with an eerie look, which was different from the kind of observation and thinking she had when she first met.

"Grandma, how's it going?" Zhu Yan sat up straight and asked nervously.

Jiang Jun stretched out his hand to support the ground, and reluctantly sat down, also carrying a heart, waiting for the goddess to answer.

The goddess didn't speak, she just stared at them. The eyes were no longer gloomy, but became extremely cold, and there was a faint resentment surging in those cloudy eyes.

Jiang Jun chuckled in his heart, and suddenly thought of the female ghost.

He shrank back and moved his body back, and half of his ass landed outside the futon.

Zhu Yan also seemed to find out that something was wrong at this time, and shouted tremblingly: "Grandma? ”

The goddess's shriveled lips squirmed, but she didn't make a sound.

Jiang Jun and Zhu Yan's hearts sounded a female voice.

"Why did I die...... Why didn't you ...... who died?"

The two of them changed their faces instantly, and they hurriedly jumped up from the ground.

But neither of them is very handy now. After sitting for a long time, their numb legs caused them to stumble and fall back to the ground.

But the goddess sat in her same position and did not move, only the wrinkles on her face and the hands on her knees trembled slightly. She seemed to be struggling somehow, her eyes bloodshot and her lips squirming. Blood was spilling from the corners of her mouth, and the color of the blood was black, and it didn't look normal.

Zhu Yan and Jiang Jun continued to ring the voice of the female ghost in their hearts. They failed to pay attention to the goddess, and in a hurry crawled on the ground and rushed to the door.

The door was opened by Zhu Yan, who ran first, and there was an empty corridor outside, and the walls were still hung with old-style decorative paintings. He was not so clear about the environment of the goddess's house, and he followed the goddess when he entered the door just now, and he didn't dare to look around. He looked left and right, remembered the route he had taken, and ran to the left hand side of the hallway.

Jiang Jun followed behind him, stumbling. His head was empty, and he only knew how to run with Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan braked suddenly, and he crashed into Zhu Yan's body.

The two older boys met the eyes of the woman standing at the end of the hallway.

The woman with her long hair seemed to have just stepped out of the corner, dragging something in her hand. When she took two more steps, the two of them could see clearly. She dragged a man, clutching the man's hair in her hands, and the man was lying on the ground, his head and body not in the same direction.

The deceased's face was directed at Jiang Jun and Zhu Yan. Neither of them knew the woman, who looked twenty-five or sixteen, but they both felt the fear in the woman's unclosed eyes.

The two of them also felt 120,000 points of fear.

Jiang Jun screamed, turned his head and ran.

Zhu Yan was so frightened that he also turned around and ran with Jiang Jun.

The behavior of the two of them was like an absurd drama, but they couldn't laugh at all, and their hearts were full of that extreme sense of fear.

They ran back to the door of the room where the goddess had done it.

An old hand suddenly stretched out from the room and grabbed Jiang Jun's ankle.

Jiang Jun screamed, kicked his leg desperately, shook off the hand, and fell to the ground himself.

Zhu Yan stepped on Jiang Jun's body and fell to the ground.

The two of them panicked, and it took them a long time to get up and see the situation at the door clearly.

The goddess fell at the door of the room, as if there was still a faint breath. Her lips opened, revealing her toothless flesh, and she said something with some difficulty.

"Grandma! Grandma, save us! Zhu Yan hurriedly shouted and grabbed the hand of the goddess.

Rustling......

Jiang Jun and Zhu Yan were struck by lightning, turned their heads sluggishly, and saw the female ghost dragging the corpse and slowly walking over.