The crunching sound just now was the sound of Li Dakuan's teeth clenching.

I looked at the bloody rooster on the ground, and I couldn't bear it, so I dug a hole in the side and buried the rooster.

I got everything done and left here with my dad behind my back.

With this little episode, the road along the way is also safe.

With too many mysteries that I couldn't solve, I went to Wang Yinpo's house.

In the distance, I saw candles lit in the house.

When the candle flame flickered, I saw a few figures, but the shadows were very faint, and I was not too relieved.

I went to the door, raised my hand and knocked on the door a few times, and there was the sound of footsteps in the house.

This time it was Wang Yinpo who opened the door, and when the door opened, she looked at me.

"Come in!"

The dry sound sounded in the dark night, and even though I was used to it, I was still a little uncomfortable.

Wang Yinpo turned around and walked into the house, and I hurriedly followed my father on my back.

The coffin had already been prepared in the house, and I put my father in it, and I didn't cover it, but tied him up with a rope soaked in black dog blood.

And the body is covered with glutinous rice.

"Grandma Wang, if my father really becomes a murderer, please protect yourself."

I didn't go into details, but Wang Yinpo understood.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him until I have to."

With Wang Yinpo's words, I left with peace of mind.

When I walked out of the room, I looked back curiously, why I hadn't seen the figures of the few people I had just seen in the house, but they had gone out.

I didn't dig deeper, and walked home.

When I got home, the moon was high in the headlight, and I was lying in bed, planning to go to town tomorrow to see if the headless child was okay.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

But in the dream, it was really unstable, two people with blurred flesh and blood, one chasing after me, and the strange thing was that the flesh and blood of the two were glued together.

I was chased all night, and I woke up before dawn.

This is the door just when there is a knock on the door.

"Knock... Knock·· Knock·· Boom"

My mind was not very clear, I got up with my eyes in a daze, and walked into the courtyard, as soon as my hand touched the door, a coolness invaded, and I was awake instantly, and my brain had never had a spiritual light.

The knocking on the door continued, intermittently.

"Knock... Knock··· Knock···· Boom. ”

I listened to the knock on the door, and a dense layer of sweat broke out on my forehead.

I thought of what my father once said.

"People knock three times to open the door, and sneak four times to ask for their lives."

I clearly heard the sound of my heart beating violently, and I knew what it was outside, but I didn't dare to open the door rashly, since it was here to knock on the door, it would definitely not be able to enter.

I figured it out, hurried back to the house, and held the guy I was sewing the corpse in my arms, keeping my eyes fixed on the door in case he would break in.

As the minutes passed, the sound of "knock knock" continued.

I know that if this continues, the patience of that thing will run out sooner or later, and that I will not have any good fruit to eat.

I weigh left and right, and I'm ready to strike first.

I found the black dog blood left over from the house, smeared it on my body, put the rest in my hand, and strode towards the door, I pulled the door open, and before I could see what was outside, the black dog blood in my hand was splashed out hard.

But the expected effect did not materialize, and the room was empty outside, and nothing but a breeze blew.

I was stunned and looked at the black dog blood on the ground, and in a wrong eye, I saw a pair of black cloth shoes at the door, the cloth shoes were like two big toads, prostrate on the ground, the shoes were clean and tidy, and there was no trace of dust.

There is not a trace of shoe footprints around, and all of this is strange.

I used the rest of the black dog's blood and poured it on my shoes, but I didn't notice any change in him.

I went back and got the fire tongs, picked up my shoes and threw them away.

After making sure that there was no other movement outside the house, he went back to the house and went to sleep, and this sleep was three poles in the morning.

The roosters on the courtyard wall crowed twice before they got up.

After a casual bite to eat, I grabbed a few pieces of ocean and went to the dock.

The pier looks bustling during the day, not at all as crowded as it is at night.

I shook the oars, and after a while I reached the opposite side, stepped ashore, tied the boat tightly to the stake, and then walked towards the bald house.

When I arrived at the door, the two white lanterns at the door were still hanging high, but the dim candles inside had already been extinguished, and no one cleaned up the pile of burned white wax oil under the eaves.

I glanced at the wrinkles and didn't think much of it.

Raise your hand and knock on the iron ring on the door.

"Knock knock."

A dull sound pounded at the dark red door.

Soon there was movement inside, footsteps sounded, and the door creaked open.

What came out was the woman who cried that night, and her face, which had a trace of grace at the beginning, was now full of haggardness.

I don't have to think about it, I know it's going to be what's going on.

When she saw that it was me outside the door, her pupils were slightly open, like a jackal, and she closed the door in a panic.

I was the first to investigate her intentions, pushing hard from the outside to stop her from closing the door.

But the woman didn't play her cards according to common sense, and she saw that the door couldn't be closed for a long time.

He opened his mouth and shouted wildly.

"In broad daylight, bullying women, the big guy came to take a look. This man will break into the door of the little woman's house and play a hooligan. ”

The woman's shrill voice attracted the attention of the passers-by around her.

Regardless of the facts, they rushed up one by one to stop me.

My eyes narrowed slightly. stared coldly at the woman inside.

I know that the tide is over, and I can't get through this door today.

I had to just let it go.

When the woman saw me let go, she pushed hard, and the dark red door closed instantly.

I was also surrounded by a bunch of big men.

"Boy, if you have the ability to come and fight alone, what kind of ability is it to bully a woman."

I didn't want to delay my work with them.

However, when a few people saw that I was silent, they approached little by little.

I opened the bamboo basket on my back and showed the tools inside.

"Second leatherman, this family sews the corpse and owes the debt, I will take it back, is there a mistake?"

As soon as my tools lit up, the name of the second leatherman came out, and the leading strong man's face turned pale, and his steps unconsciously retreated.

"Little brother, there are many offenses, forgive me, forgive me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The profession of the second leathersmith is disliked by people and many people avoid it.

For fear of offending.

After all, who knows when something evil will happen, and it is better to be cautious if you ask for others.

The people around them scattered like a plague.

I stared back at the doorframe, not looking away for a long time.

But I knew that if I wanted to get in today, it would be impossible, so I had to find another way.

Soon night fell, and tonight the moon was hidden in the thick clouds.

The night is dark and windy, just right for sneaky things.

During the day, I walked around the yard to find a place to stay.

I didn't come until dark, and since the woman didn't want me to enter through the gate, I had to climb over the wall.