"Go in, don't scream!" A lewd man strangled the young woman's neck with one hand and a sharp knife in the other, pressing it against the young woman's snow-white neck.

"Take out all the money you have." The dirty and smelly man smiled ambiguously, his eyes kept rolling on the woman.

The young woman was no more than twenty years old, trembling with fright, tears rolling in her eyes, and although she was unwilling, she could only obediently take out all the money in her purse.

On her way home, she was escorted to this abandoned empty house with a knife by this dirty and smelly man who didn't know where she was beaten.

"The money is all for you, and I... can I go?" The woman asked timidly, tears already dripping.

The lewd man swallowed his saliva, sniffed, waved the sharp knife in his hand, and said with a grin, "No." ”

"What do you want to do?" The woman took two steps back, terrified.

"What kind of garlic is it?" The lewd man smiled ambiguously and took a few steps forward. "Guess what I want to do? If you guessed it, I'll let you go. ”

"I... how do I know what you want to do?" the woman stepped back, whimpering and crying.

"I'll give you a chance to guess what I want to do!" The man laughed even louder. "If you don't guess, then I'll come directly, if you guess right, I'll let you go."

The woman had no way to retreat, leaning against the wall, the abandoned house was empty, only a broken god table, on which a broken god statue was placed.

"Do you want to..." the woman slowly leaned towards the god table, the candlestick at the top of the god table seemed to be the only thing in the room that could be used to fight back.

"You want to take off my clothes?" The woman didn't believe the lewd man's words at all, so she spoke slowly, trying to delay time.

"Wrong!" The lewd man laughed, and took a few steps closer, looking less like a human than a brute.

"Do you want to..." The woman reached out and pressed against the wall, slowly touching the table.

"Haha!" The man saw her hand movements, and without saying a word, pounced.

Before the woman could touch the candlestick, she threw the man to the ground, kicking and beating in a hurry.

The man laughed, waved his hand and slapped the woman a few times, and scolded sharply: "If you guess if you don't guess, guess quickly, what do I want to do, if you guess right, I'll let you go, guess quickly, guess quickly!" ”

The lewd man pressed on the woman, kept slapping the woman, and at the same time reached out to take off her clothes.

The woman choked up and cried, and as the man asked, she uttered a few words that made her feel extremely ashamed and resentful.

The man stopped, thought about it, and laughed: "Guess right!" ”

"Didn't you say let me go if you guessed right!" The woman roared in despair.

"Hah!" The man laughed strangely, and his saliva was about to drip down: "I lied to you!" Hahaha—"

The woman resisted to the death and resisted with all her might, and with her two hands made many cuts in the sharp knife in the man's hand.

The two were fiercely entangled and fighting, and the man was slapped in the face, so angry that he grabbed the woman's hair and slammed it into the god table, which rumbled.

With a thud, the broken idol fell, rolled and rolled, rolled off the god table, and landed right on the man's head.

"!" The man roared strangely, picked up the broken idol that rolled to the ground, and cursed hatefully. He is not afraid of heaven and earth, and this is not the first time he has done this, he has done several votes before, robbed a lot of money, and killed two women.

"What a broken god statue, Lao Tzu is not afraid of gods and ghosts!" The man roared and threw the idol against the wall.

When the touch sounded, the man was still pressed on the woman, but his hand stopped moving, his eyes were dull, and he didn't say a word.

The woman's head was hit painfully and dizzy, whimpering and crying. As soon as I saw the man stop moving, I didn't know what was happening.

The man stood up, dropped the sharp knife, and reached out to touch it.

The man touched it, took out a pack of cigarettes, and threw it on the ground; I found a few bills and threw them on the ground; I pulled out another lighter, and then I grinned.

"It's cold, it's cold," the man shuddered and walked to the table in a trance. There was half a candle on each of the two candlesticks, and the man lit the candle, picked it up, and burned it to his arm.

"Whew! Warm, warm..."The lewd man laughed, put the candle on his body again, took off his clothes, lit them, and put his body very close to the fire, so close that his body burned.

The woman's eyes widened in disbelief, and she hurriedly struggled to get up, pulled her clothes and escaped from the door.

The more the man burned, the happier he became, and when his clothes were burned, he took off his pants, stripped naked, and threw them all into the fire.

"Where is the roast suckling pig? Where is the roast suckling pig? A sound came from far and near, and another man broke into the abandoned empty house with a large pile of food, and when he saw that someone was setting fire to himself, he was so frightened that he cried out: "Wow, it's not a roast suckling pig!" It's burning alive! ”

"Where did the evil spirits come from! How dare you do this! The man holding the food shouted, and suddenly his body shook and he fainted. A few streaks of smoke burst out of his mouth and nose, and the smoke condensed and formed, revealing his true body, a man in a green robe. The big man took a short wooden stick in his hand and ran towards the man who set the fire on fire.

The man who set the fire was also shocked, fell down, fell to the side, his body was covered with burns, and smoke also erupted from his mouth and nose, and the smoke shone in the air.

"Han Danye?" The blue-robed man was stunned, and the gray-robed god general who ran out of the body of the man who set fire to it was Han Danye.

"Which one are you?" Han Danye stared wide-eyed, pressed the scimitar on his waist with his hand, and shouted majestically: "Report your name!" ”

"Hey, I'm Youyinggong." Youying Gong stopped the momentum. You Ying Gong is a local god, and he is worshiped by mortal incense, but he is not under the jurisdiction of the heavenly realm, and his rank is a little smaller than this Han Danye. At this time, I could only respond, pointing to the man who fell to the ground on the side and said: "I'm hungry, and when I saw that this bad guy was bullying the people, I got on him and used his money to buy some food, wanting to fill my stomach..."

"Master Han Dan, you..." You Ying Gong glared at the arson man who was moaning on the ground, and asked puzzledly: "I think you are also hungry, and you want to roast a mortal to eat?" ”

"Fart!" Han Danye scolded, strode over, stripped the man brought by Ying Gong, and set fire to his clothes and pants.

"I think it's cold, make a fire to keep warm!" Han Danye pointed to the arsonist who was lying on the ground and moaning in pain from burns, and angrily reprimanded: "This beast has done a lot of evil, I didn't cut him with a knife, but my subordinates have shown mercy." If he can get out alive, it is his life, and if he dies, it is called a crime and deserved! ”

Ying Gong listened to Han Danye's explanation of the reason, so he was relieved. I found food in the bag, ate it by myself, and threw the wrapped paper bag I had eaten into the fire, increasing the fire.