This scene instantly stimulated the visual nerves of the three fat men, causing the three of them to subconsciously take a few steps back.

Hanged ghosts, also known as hanged ghosts, are mostly people who commit suicide or were hanged in ancient times.

The rope on the beam of the house is a typical rope sleeve knotted out of a noose at both ends, and a person who dies in this way will be suffocated by a broken cervical vertebrae until he is strangled to death.

The process of death is painful and slow, so the tongue of the hanged person is elongated, the face is hideous, and the eyes are rolled and protruding, as if they are about to fall off at any moment.

In ancient times, there has always been a folk legend about the hanged ghost, and if you meet him while walking at night, don't look at each other, otherwise he will quote you to hang yourself in the same way as him.

Because hanged ghosts are generally very painful or suffer great grievances in life, otherwise they would not have used such an extremely painful way to end themselves.

Zhang Dong was originally a very energetic young man, but because he chose this way of death, his face was blue at the moment, and his tongue was extended to his waist.

The eyes that were rolling and protruding had been squeezed out of their sockets, and their faces were full of pain.

And from Zhang Dong's tongue, mucus kept falling to the ground.

After reacting for a few seconds, the fat man suddenly subconsciously touched his neck.

Just now, when they didn't wipe the bottom of the pot, the fat man went to the front to investigate, and felt that some liquid had dripped on his neck.

Thinking about this, the fat man suddenly felt diaphragm, he rubbed his neck vigorously, and then looked at the translucent figure still hanging on the beam with some helplessness, and said:

"I know you're in pain, but there's no need to use such extreme methods.

There is no way for a ghost to be reincarnated, and he has to keep repeating what happened and what he felt at the moment before he died.

Why do you say you are doing this? ”

However, just as the fat man's voice fell, the three of them noticed that Zhang Dong hanging from the beam of the house was gone, and only an empty rope was still hanging there.

But within a few seconds, Zhang Dong's figure walked out of the next room step by step.

He put his neck around the rope again, then kicked down the chair below.

As the fat man said, Zhang Dong is now a ghost who dies horizontally, so he has to repeat the process of suicide all the time, if there is no chance, if he goes on like this for a long time, sooner or later he will become a powerful ghost because of his deep resentment.

When the time comes, it will either be harvested by heaven or by people, and there will be no good results.

Looking at Zhang Dong, who was struggling painfully on the rope again, the fat man also said with some unbearability:

"Alright, tell us what's going on.

People can't be resurrected after death, but at least we can help you get to the bottom of the matter, so that you don't die so aggrieved. ”

However, this Zhang Dong seemed to be unable to hear the fat man's speech, and after hanging himself on the beam, his figure would disappear, and then he came out of the house again, repeating the process of hanging himself over and over again.

The fat man tried hard to persuade him, but this scene was seen by Kong Jie, who was standing at the door, and it was completely the fat man talking to himself in the room, and Ma Ling'er and Yan Qilin next to him nodded again and again.

Since coming into contact with these people, Kong Jie has had such thoughts more than once.

These people, shouldn't they be a little sick?

But Kong Jie doesn't know a few fat people, but he is no stranger to Feng Yun.

He looked at Feng Yun sideways suspiciously, but found that Feng Yun had a calm face, as if he was not surprised by this matter.

Before Kong Jie could ask anything, he saw the fat man turn around and look at Feng Yun for help:

"Director, what's going on, there's no way to communicate at all."

Regarding the fat man's inquiry, Feng Yun said calmly:

"Think about what I said in class before, why do ghosts who die keep repeating what happened when they died?"

These words gave a few people a wake-up call, and soon Ma Ling'er spoke:

"I remember the director saying that all the ghosts that died were guarded by ghosts.

They need to repeat what happened when they died, and after a certain number of times, they have a chance to be taken to the underworld.

Suicide is a felony, so they need to go through constant pain to atone for their sins before going to the underworld. ”

"In other words, the reason why this thing doesn't dare to stop is because there is a ghost watching?

So what should we do? ”

The fat man followed this line of thought and thought:

"To put it bluntly, ghosts are also a kind of ghosts, but they have some Taoism and have a vocation.

We have to find a way to temporarily let the ghost be poor, and we can't guard Zhang Dong, otherwise this thing has been committing suicide here, and I can see that I am mentally fragile. ”

"Ghosts don't enter the hall, it must be the door god!"

Yan Qilin's cold words suddenly made the fat man and Ma Ling'er's eyes light up.

"Yes, door god! I just saw if there was a ...... on the door."

As he spoke, the fat man looked towards the door outside, only to realize that the two portraits of the door gods attached to the door had already been taken away by the strange old man.

Wrong!

At this moment, the fat man and a few people realized it later, and then the three of them felt a tingling of their scalps.

Something is wrong with the old man, and it is no coincidence that the old man sticks the door god on the door.

Thinking about it again, the old man Fang Cai obviously asked and answered questions in the house, and this matter was obviously not as simple as the three of them thought before.

"Could it be that the old man has been talking to Zhang Dong's ghost?"

After the fat man, he felt that such a sentence made Feng Yun's eyes flash a little relieved.

Although it took a little time, at least the three of them were able to rethink this point, and there was still some progress.

The more the fat man thought about it, the more wrong it became, if the door god statue that was pasted on the door before was just to block the ghost, and could give the old man a chance to talk to Zhang Dong, it meant that the old man was not simple.

"Let's go, we'll have to go find the old man.

First, let's find out what the details of this old man are, and second, for a while, except for him, I'm afraid we won't be able to find the statue of the god! ”

After the fat man said this, he hurried towards the door.

Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er followed with solemn expressions.

The three of them left the place in a hurry, Kong Jie was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Director Feng, what the hell are you doing, what are these members of your team busy with? The more I look at it, the more confused I become. ”

Facing Kong Jie's puzzled inquiry, Feng Yun smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"I don't know, that's why we have to hurry up, or we'll miss ......"

"This ......"

Kong Jie looked at Feng Yun in confusion, as if Feng Yun and a few people from the poll bureau were not familiar with each other at all!

But Feng Yun's face has always had a bit of an intriguing smile, this expression has appeared on Feng Yun's face since he saw the strange old man before, and now he seems to have some expectations behind the fat man.

After the fat man came out, he asked some villagers about the old man who smoked dry cigarettes.

After such an inquiry, I really found some clues.

The villagers said they didn't know what the old man's name was, and that he wasn't from the village, but one of the few outsiders in the village.

The front of Fushou Village is the Yong'an River, and the back is the Phoenix Mountain, the old man came and said that this place is a treasure of feng shui, so he bought a small house at the foot of the mountain and lived here.

Because this old man does not leave his dry smoke, the people in the village call him a smoker.

And in the narration of the villagers, they all said that this old man was chattering.

No one knew about the old man's past, and he rarely talked to anyone else.

However, it is often seen that this old man stands at the door and talks to himself when he has nothing to do.

He seems to attach great importance to the two portraits of the door gods pasted on the door, and he will carefully wipe them from time to time, and he has to burn incense to worship them during the New Year's holidays, which is particularly religious.

This old man never shows up when the village is doing red things, but when he is doing white things, even if he is not invited, he will come by himself.

is busy, and at the end of the day, if you don't eat a mouthful of food, you will leave quietly.

In order to thank him, some people later sent some food, but the old man strangely refused to accept any of them.

After a long time, everyone got used to it, and they usually said hello when they saw it in the village, but there was not much intersection.

The fat man's opinion of the old man became more and more strange, and with doubts in their minds, they quickly crossed the village road, and sure enough, they saw a small tiled house in the middle of the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

This tiled house is not big, it looks like a courtyard to enter, and there is a small vegetable patch outside the door, where some ordinary vegetables are grown.

There was a dog leashed at the door, this dog was pitch black, there was no hair at all, and when he stood up the height of a child of six or seven years old, he looked a little scary.

And there are two small dots on the dog's eyebrows, which look like they have two extra eyes.

When the three fat men saw the dog, they felt a little uneasy, but even after they got closer, the dog still fell asleep as if he hadn't seen it, as if it didn't have the role of a gatekeeper.

This made the fat man quickly think that in the small talk with the villagers, someone had unintentionally mentioned that his dog was a bit strange, and he never heard it bark during the day, and every time he barked in the middle of the night, and he barked for several hours.

The cry was unhurried every time, and there was no regularity at all, sometimes there was no movement all night long, and sometimes it was stunned to wake from midnight to dawn.

Looking at it now, this dog is really a little strange, obviously seeing the living approaching, he didn't pay attention to it, retracted his head under his paws and began to fall asleep again.

The three of them soon stood in front of the dilapidated tiled house, the courtyard wall was overgrown with weeds, and the weeds even reached the door, and no one took care of them, and the wooden door was tattered and full of dust, except for the two door gods pasted on it, which were not stained with any dust.

The three of them quickly recognized that these two portraits of the door gods were what they had seen at the door of Zhang Dong's house before, and the old man tore them off and brought them back, and pasted them on his door.

"It's strange, does this old man have to take these two door god paintings with him wherever he goes?"

The fat man muttered as he reached out and patted the rusty hoop.

This iron ring was called 'auxiliary head' in ancient times, which has the meaning of warding off evil spirits, and is a very traditional architectural door decoration.

A dull sound entered the house, and soon a figure appeared in the courtyard.

Listening to the footsteps, the man slowly came to the door, and then opened a gap.

Standing at the door, it was the previous few people who met the strange old man, the fat man shook the waist card in his hand, and then put his foot against the wooden door to prevent the wooden door from closing, and said with a smile:

"Old man, we are from the polling bureau, and we have something to do with you."

Sure enough, when the fat man's voice fell, the old man was about to close the door, but at this time, he also noticed that the fat man had already taken the first step against the door with his foot, and he couldn't close it.

"Let me ask you, when you went to Zhang Dong's house, why did you put the door god painting on the door?

Is it to prevent ghosts, so that I can talk to that Zhang Dong ghost? ”

Either the fat man can speak, and when he came up, he threw out Wang Bang, which really made the old man's face appear a little surprised, and really calmed him.

Looking at the old man's expression, the fat man knew it in his heart, so he didn't beep much, and directly after the king blew up, he went up to four twos, and said bluntly:

"The story of the ghost boat on the Yong'an River has now spread in the village, and our polling bureau has been ordered to investigate the case thoroughly.

The family was wiped out overnight, and an explanation must be found out about this matter, so our polling bureau took over to prevent this case from becoming an unsolved case or an accident because of its special nature.

But there is a ghost, looking at Zhang Dong's ghost, we have to keep repeating the process of hanging, and we can't ask questions.

So we came here to borrow this portrait of God with you. ”

The fat man clearly expressed the intentions of several people, and the old man, who was called a smoker, had cloudy eyes full of doubts, and kept looking at the fat man.

"Poll Bureau, what is it for?"

After a while, the old man raised his voice hoarsely, and only then did he ask such a sentence, and Ma Ling'er on the side said solemnly:

"The Public Opinion Survey Bureau, whose full name is the 'Folklore Investigation and Research Bureau', specializes in thoroughly investigating all cases involving evil spirits.

There is a criminal investigation department for human crimes, and there is a polling bureau for demonic crimes.

Old man, we are not interested in the secrets on your body, as long as it does not involve crimes, we will not bother you.

I just want to ask the door god to use the portrait and ask for some details of the case. ”

After Ma Ling'er finished speaking, the old man was silent for a few seconds, and then what several people didn't expect was that he actually looked sideways at the two portraits of the door gods pasted on the door, and asked in a very familiar tone:

"Old man, are we going to help with this?"

The fat man looked at the old man suspiciously, and did not hear any response, but saw that the old man nodded lightly, and then carefully took off the two door god paintings.

"Take it, be careful, be careful......"

Under the old man's instructions, Ma Ling'er took the two portraits with both hands, and then the three of them did not linger, and turned around to return to Zhang Dong's house.

It's just that the old man has been standing thoughtfully at the door, looking at the backs of the fat man.

No one knew what the odd old man was thinking in those few seconds......

(End of chapter)