Father Qin's gloomy eyes, coupled with the terrifying appearance of his face twisted and chewing his fingers, frightened my hair on the spot, and instinctively turned around to run.

But I stopped after two steps, and hesitantly turned my gaze back, looking at his demented expression, and a surge of anger welled up in my heart.

At first, I thought that Widow Chen was pitiful, and she died so miserably, even if she wanted to seek revenge from Qin Tao, it was natural.

But Daddy Qin is innocent, and Qin Yong is also innocent.

They didn't hurt Widow Chen, but out of resentment towards Qin Tao, Widow Chen refused to let go of the old man who was half cut into the ground.

Such an evil ghost must not be spared!

Thinking of this, I had the courage to walk back, but Father Qin still maintained that demented stupid appearance and did not make a move to attack me.

I opened his eyelids and looked at it, and found that there was a faint gray qi spreading in the middle of his eyes, which should have been infected with Widow Chen's resentment, which caused his mind to be sluggish, and he was not really possessed by a ghost.

However, compared to yesterday, Widow Chen's resentment was obviously much heavier, and I couldn't think of a way to awaken Father Qin's sanity for the time being, so I had to untie Father Qin's trouser belt first and tie up his limbs to prevent Father Qin from making further moves to hurt himself.

His consciousness was cloudy, and when I was carrying him on his shoulder, he was still muttering obsessively things like "retribution, retribution".

I was in a complicated mood, so I quickened my pace and returned to the courtyard of the Qin family, opened the window in the back, and stuffed people in.

Qin Yong had been waiting for me to come back in the room, looking at Father Qin, whose face was covered with blood and had already gnawed off his fingers, he shouted with horror on his face,

"Daddy...... How did you end up like this! ”

As he spoke, he pounced on Father Qin, shaking Father Qin's neck vigorously.

Father Qin opened his mouth wide, his eyes were stupid, there was no pain in his numb eyes, and he still showed a dull smirk.

I took a breath and said, "Father Qin was affected by the evil qi, and there was no way to return to normal for the time being, so he could only tie up the person and continue to guard him to avoid doing radical things." ”

Back then, my grandmother was also exposed to evil spirits, and she died before she was cured.

This kind of evil qi accumulated through the body of the unjust soul has a great impact on people's sanity, plus Father Qin is old, his yang qi is too weak, and he has no ability to resist, so it is not easy to awaken his sanity.

Qin Yong looked at me very nervously and said, "What about my brother Xiaotao?" ”

I shook my head and said I'd better leave the brute alone.

Father Qin was tortured like this by Widow Chen because he couldn't rest assured that Qin Tao would go outside to find him at night.

This also shows that no matter what happens to Qin Tao in the end, Widow Chen will not let go of the family easily, and what she really wants to achieve is to let the entire Qin family be destroyed.

Qin Yong was so frightened that his facial features distorted, "Could it be that our family can really only wait for death?" ”

"Not necessarily!"

I said in an aggravated tone, "Another way is to find the place where Widow Chen hanged before she has passed the first seven, and cut off the beam of the house where she hanged." ”

The reason why the hanged ghost is fierce is because the head does not touch the sky, the feet do not touch the ground, and the soul is helpless, and can only exist in this world in the form of a wandering spirit.

But before the first seven days, Widow Chen's resentment all came from the hanging beam, as long as this beam was cut off, her soul would be greatly affected, and even if it was serious, her soul would even be scattered.

I took a breath and said, "I didn't plan to deal with her in such a cruel way at first, after all, she has a pitiful background, and now cutting off the beams of the house will make her never live." ”

But now that I think about it, being kind to Widow Chen will only hurt Father Qin, even if I am reluctant in my heart, I can only do this.

Qin Yong hesitated for a moment, "That'...... Will Widow Chan make you cut off the beams of the house? ”

Of course not.

I smiled wryly and said that it would be dangerous to cut off the beams, but that was the only way I could restrain her.

I asked Qin Yong to stay at home and take a good look at Father Qin, while I found a piece of white paper, tied it into a lantern, lit a candle and gently put it into the lantern, and dipped it in chicken blood with a brush to write Qin Tao's birthday under the lantern.

This is the simplest "stand-in technique", ghosts are different from people, they can't directly "see" people, they can only lock on to the target through the yang energy on the living person.

I wrote Qin Tao's birthday on the lantern, which is equivalent to making a stand-in for him, and Widow Chen will treat the lantern as Qin Tao, and will definitely attack this lantern as the first time.

However, such a simple stand-in technique can't fool Widow Chen for long, and I have to act quickly.

At eleven o'clock at night, I hung the lantern outside the Qin family's house to attract the ghost of Widow Chen, and I pinned the firewood knife on my waist and hurried to Widow Chen's house according to Qin Yong's instructions.

The house had been vacant since the death of a man, and the villagers did not dare to enter it.

There was a layer of dust on the door, and the doors and windows were locked, so I used a firewood knife to pick the lock and walked into the room.

Widow Chen's house is not big, it is a very ordinary wooden house, I walked into the back room with a flashlight, looked at the various debris scattered on the floor and bed, and frowned slightly.

Before I started, I ran to the utility room and brought a bamboo ladder.

The beams in rural homes are generally not very high, especially the beams of this wooden structure, which have many frames on them, which can just be used to build ladders.

The dead room was quiet, I quickly set up the ladder, looked around vigilantly, and did not notice Widow Chen's resentment for the time being, so I breathed a sigh of relief and stepped on the bamboo ladder.

The old-fashioned bamboo ladder crunched. Yin, the beam that Widow Chen used to hang himself hung above my head, and even the hanging rope was tied to it and was not untied, swaying repeatedly under the flashlight, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.

My heart trembled a little, I gritted my back molars, and climbed up hard, and just after climbing two bamboo ladders, a cold wind blew in the direction of the gate, followed by a banging sound on the door, as if something had kicked on the threshold.

Isn't it, isn't my arrangement working?

I was startled, and quickly turned back to look at the door, where the cold wind was blowing, and a white mist seemed to be wafting in it.

I still haven't caught Widow Chen's resentment, it seems that she should not be behind the door, but the room is surprisingly quiet, so quiet that you can hear her own heartbeat, which makes people feel terrified.

Damn it!

My head was covered in cold sweat, and I climbed up regardless of it, just wanting to cut off the beams as soon as possible.

The hanging rope hung on the door of my head, and the cold wind that came from nowhere blew the hanging rope kept shaking, as if a tongue was licking the door of my head, and I climbed faster and faster, wishing to fly.

Gradually, however, I began to realize that something was wrong.

After climbing for so long, why haven't you climbed to the beam?

The bamboo ladder is only three meters high, and a dozen ladders should have arrived a long time ago.

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and I just wanted to go down the ladder, but before I could take a step, I obviously felt that my line of sight was shorter, and the bamboo ladder sank down sharply, farther away from the beam.

Worst......

I thought of something, and I looked down sharply, and in an instant all my pores stood up in fright.

A red shadow appeared in my sight, lying under the bamboo ladder with its body curled up, and every time I climbed, it would open its mouth and gnaw off the ladder, and the ladder more than three meters high had been gnawed several times!