Chapter 105 The Hanged Ghost in Red!

For Qing Nan's death, Feng Wanli only felt a little sorry, and there was a saying: You can't save a person who wants to commit suicide.

Feng Wanli doesn't know how to heal spells, such as Qing Nan and Liu Yingying are so seriously injured, there is no way to save them, the only way is to refine them into ghosts and survive in another way.

"If you have the chance, you can learn some medical skills from Uncle Nine!"

Feng Wanli knows that Uncle Nine is not only subduing demons and eliminating demons, but also has a lot of insight into medical skills, after all, he was half-dead when he was split by Shi Jian, and he was rescued by Uncle Nine.

Walking out of the mass grave, looking at the sky that had not yet sunk, I didn't know where to play for a while.

"Shi Jian is dead, and there are no zombies in the zombie forest!"

Feng Wanli lowered his head, touched his chin, and muttered: "Thirty days, you can't go farther, is it possible to go out in the middle of the night to hunt lonely souls and wild ghosts?"

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wanli shook his head again and again: "Forget it, it's just a soul in the early stage of Qi training, and a few points of life energy are really not enough." ”

With the death of the final boss Shi Jian, Feng Wanli lost his goal for a while.

"Woooooo

Walking on the street, Feng Wanli suddenly heard a choked sound, looking for the sound, only to see an old lady kneeling in front of the door, constantly throwing paper money at the brazier in front of her, and moaning in her mouth: "Daughter, I died unjustly, blame grandma for being useless." ”

Feng Wanli's sword frowned slightly, suddenly stopped, and looked closely behind the old lady, a female ghost in red was floating in the air, and as Feng Wanli looked, the female ghost suddenly raised her head, a pair of bloody eyes, and glared fiercely.

As the female ghost in red raised her head, Feng Wanli looked at the appearance of the female ghost, the female ghost was not very old, about cardamom years, and a pair of big eyes that were bright and bright, because of the resentment, she looked even more fierce.

On the white neck, there was a deep imprint, and blood was accumulated, obviously hanged to death.

The red clothes are even more dazzling.

Red in folk customs represents happy events, as the so-called red event represents the wedding and other happy events, but the most important thing is that the clothing associated with death is taboo red as a festive color.

If you commit suicide in red, there is no ghost sent by the underworld to extradite, that is, the ghost will never be able to be reborn, and the ghost who commits suicide because of resentment will get the ending of never being able to be reborn, and the more the resentment accumulates, the more powerful the resentment will be.

And hanging herself, it will also make the ghost resentment aggravated, and under the superposition of the two, the female ghost in red has reached the level of a powerful ghost, and she looks like her five fingers are constantly dripping blood, and she already has a few names on her hands.

"When she was sleepy, she sent a pillow and killed her, and the life energy she obtained was enough to raise her alchemy to the second level. ”

Looking at the female ghost in red suspended behind the old lady, Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, and his left hand slowly condensed a purple glow.

"Humph!"

The movement on Feng Wanli's side did not escape the female ghost's gaze, only to see it snort coldly, his body shook, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Huh!"

Looking at the hanged ghost who suddenly disappeared, Feng Wanli raised his sword eyebrows slightly, it stands to reason that this kind of powerful ghost is eager to eat and skin alive when he sees a living person, how can he disappear in the blink of an eye.

"This young man, do you know my family Yue'er?"

Suddenly, the old woman, who was half-kneeling on the ground, wiped her tears from her wrinkles and stood up.

"Huh!"

Feng Wanli was pale, and he dared to stand in front of someone's door, which made the old woman misunderstand, so he waved his hand again and again: "I misunderstood, I just saw you crying badly, I couldn't help but stop and take a few more looks!"

As soon as the old woman heard this, tears couldn't stop flowing out of her cloudy eyes, and she kept sighing: "Alas, my family is pitiful. ”

Seeing that the old woman looked like she wanted to speak and stopped, Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, and she stepped forward slowly: "Old lady, I don't know what grievances are there? Can you tell me about it?"

"It's a long story. ”

For some reason, for the young man in front of her, the old woman did not have the slightest vigilance, and went through the matter one by one.

It turned out that this old woman made a living by sewing for others in the city, and her son and daughter-in-law got a fever and died in the crop field, leaving a ten-year-old only daughter Li Yue'er.

Most of the people in the town are warm-hearted, and whoever in the neighborhood has a sewing and mending, will send it to the old lady, so although life is not good, the old lady will also raise her granddaughter step by step, and the originally thin girl is also slim and pretty.

It happened to Li Yue'er, who was becoming more and more watery.

There is a master Hong in the town, his family started with rice, there are three or four rice villages in the town, and there are hundreds of acres of fields outside the town, which is also one of the richest people in this party.

When people are rich, their desires will be overflowing, especially this hungry ghost Master Hong, who married his aunt in the eighth room at home, but he was not satisfied, and by chance, he met Li Yueer buying rice in his own rice village.

Although Li Yue'er is a peasant girl, her skin is as white as snow fat, and her big eyes are as pure as the sea.

After a brief inquiry, I learned that Li Yue'er only had one grandmother, and she had no scruples in her heart, so she sent a dog leg to tie Li Yue'er back from home that night.

Li Yue'er, who is not very old, but extremely chaste, hanged herself in the Hongfu that night wearing a forcibly changed red dress.

Today, it is the first seven days of Li Yue'er's death.

"Li Yue'er is by no means the first time to appear today!"

Feng Wanli's sword frowned, but he could clearly see the blood on Li Yue'er's hands, which can only be stained with blood if he has killed people.

"Granny, you mourn, it's not early, you have a good rest!"

Saying goodbye to the old lady, Feng Wanli looked for someone to ask for directions, and walked directly in the direction of Hongfu, in Feng Wanli's opinion, the first seven ghosts will definitely take revenge, and if they want to find Li Yue'er, they will definitely rush to Hongfu.

As soon as I stepped into Hongfu, the wind was full of cold blows, the noon sun hung in the air, there was something hot in July and August, why was there a chill?

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli stepped on his feet slightly, and his body crossed the mud wall like a cannonball.

"Why is there no one!"

Looking at the empty garden, Feng Wanli's heart gradually became more uneasy, and he couldn't help but regret leaving Xiao Yu at the Blood Spring, if Xiao Yu was there, he would definitely be able to find out the problems of the Hong Mansion.

Soon, Feng Wanli shook his head: "The matter has come to this, it is useless to say more!"

Take out the willow leaves that have been prepared for a long time, and gently stick them on the eyebrows, a coolness hits, and the Hongfu that was originally bright and light has changed in an instant, the mud walls are decaying, the garden is overgrown with weeds, and the courtyard in the distance is even more tattered and decaying.