Dowling was 100% sure that he had seen a hanged man, so he simply pulled over and walked over to the tree. He circled the tree a few times, but he didn't see anything wrong, and there were no signs of rope on the branches, only a few strange symbols carved into the trunk, and he couldn't see what it meant.

He stood under the tree and thought for a few minutes, and finally sighed and decided to "do the work", in fact, he also tried seriously, as long as he desperately concentrated on condensing his spiritual sense, he could find the ghost himself before the ghost found him. Of course, the premise is that this ghost's Taoism is relatively shallow.

Dowling muttered some heavenly spirit spirit spells in his mouth, of course, these were not recorded by the Guigu Dao technique, but he created it himself, he felt that he could better concentrate by chanting like this, only to see his eyes closed and shaking his head, and he looked like a magic stick, and after five minutes, Dao Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and the female ghost he saw just now really appeared in front of his eyes again.

This time, Dowling could see more clearly, the female ghost was wearing a shirt and a long skirt, as if it was a common style in the eighties and nineties, with long hair, a pale face, a long hanging tongue, and a pair of eyes that had almost fallen out, indicating that she was a standard hanged ghost.

Dowling took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Qu Drinking, and after a few rings, the indifferent voice of Qu Shan came: "What are you looking for me?"

"Hey, quit drinking, I'm Dowling, I'm on Twenty-Four Avenue now, and there's a lesbian hanging from a tree on the side of the road...... Well...... It's been a few decades, do you want to come and deal with it?" When Dowling said this, there was a sudden piercing scream on his mobile phone, as if it was about to puncture his eardrums, he hurriedly took the mobile phone away, and shouted a national curse, and then the call was interrupted by itself.

At this time, Dowling looked around again, it was no longer the scene just now, the noon sky was suddenly cloudy, there was no figure on the road around, the air gradually became colder, and an invisible pressure seemed to appear on his shoulders, and he knew that this was the ghost who began to move.

Dowling looked at the tree again, the body was gone, but the rope that hung her hung down at some point, and it was floating in the wind at the level of Dowling's neck, Dowling's eyes only touched the rope, as if attracted by a magical power, he involuntarily took a few steps towards the rope, and he saw many strange pictures reflected in the circular rope circle.

Countless banknotes and gold, silver and jewelry are piled up there like a mountain, and the fine sand made of gold is like water flowing on this hill, at first this gold mountain is difficult to see in a blurred cloud, as the white mist dissipates, there are countless **** beauties lying in this gold mountain, they are writhing plump and bewitching, there is a fiery red under the white skin, the expression on the face is as if being tormented by loneliness, and the mouth seems to be full of longing moans.

Dowling got closer and closer to the rope, his face almost touching it, and he hadn't blinked his eyes since then. I saw him grasp the rope loop that swayed in the wind with both hands, as if he would willingly stick his head into it in the next second......

The female ghost had been standing opposite Dowling for some time, and she was watching Dowling's every move indifferently, as long as Dowling stretched his head out now, she could take his life immediately.

Legend has it that the hanged ghost used a rope to hang himself, and the soul and resentment of the hanged ghost were attached to this rope, and the victim would see visions from the rope ring before he died, or gold, silver, jewelry, or beautiful women, etc., and then put his head into it without his knowledge......

Dowling grasped the rope in both hands, and to the ghost, his eyes were completely bewildered. But at this time, Dowling suddenly pulled hard with both hands, pulled the rope off the branch, and then rushed towards the female ghost, which was really unexpected by the ghost, and caught her off guard.

I saw Dowling put the rope loop around the ghost's neck, then grabbed the rope with one hand, stuck the knot with the other, and tightly strangled the female ghost from behind, and then he pressed forward, and the female ghost was pressed face down by him to the ground.

Dowling pressed his knee against the back of the female ghost's neck, and his hands added force, and the female ghost was subdued by him and couldn't move. His face sank: "Playing with Lao Tzu? In the past few years, the surnamed Qin has deceived how many two with empty checks

Baiwu worked for him? What now? Did they get the money they were promised? It's light to chop one hand!"

"There are a few who are even more stupid, the one surnamed Qin gave them a few broken flowers and willows, and they dare to go to the rules of the road, now what? It's all the same as you! It's over!" Speaking of this, Dowling was still very unhappy and spat to the side, "It's good for you to use such a small screen to put some yellow slides and want Lao Tzu to comply?" You're an idiot to me!"

The more he spoke, the more he strained, and the more he put on his hands, the ghost was choked by him, and made a final counterattack, although she was face down at this time, but the tongue was extremely long, and suddenly like a poisonous snake, it jumped up from the side of the female ghost's face, and attacked Dowling's neck, and the female ghost seemed to want to strangle Dowling with her tongue.

But when the tongue was about to arrive, Dowling suddenly stretched out a hand to hold it, and clenched it tightly in his hand, and the tongue could no longer move, and then Dowling's fallacies began again: "Okay, you stinky shameless, you actually want to lick me! I've already seen it, you see that I'm a little more handsome than the average person, and you want to take advantage of me! It's broad daylight! Not only are you playing pornography in public, but you're also trying to kiss me! Lao Tzu's first ...... Well...... The first time you were forcibly kissed, how could it fall into the hands of scum like you!"

Dowling's rhetoric is probably only believed by himself, and if the female ghost is still alive, he will probably be angry to death by him again. Then Dowling grabbed his long tongue and circled it around the female ghost's neck, I have to say that he did a bit too much to both people and ghosts, but he unswervingly classified his behavior into the category of legitimate defense in his heart, so there was no psychological burden at all to do anything, and it was basically to die.

"You let her go, you can't solve the problem like this." The poker face of the abstaining from alcohol has reached the back of Dowling.

"When did you come?" When Dowling saw that he had come to quit drinking, he was relieved, so he let go and stood up. The female ghost was pardoned, fled behind a tree, and vanished.

"I came as soon as I got your call, and your voice was very disturbed."

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