Three minutes later, Yuan Yuezhen's brother dragged Qin Yijun's body to the house. He was stopped by others on the way and was delayed for a while.

Several "seniors" in the village who had been here many times to see the tombs kept saying that Wang Guier's house was really haunted. Wang Bei was back. They didn't want to stay anymore and wanted to run away, but the village chief arranged for someone to make a mess outside the village.

With a fence around, people outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

Yuan Yuezhen's brother always felt that there were ghosts in this village. After hearing what they said, he was so frightened that he kept walking towards the house. After entering the house, he immediately locked the door.

But he still felt uneasy inside.

So he threw Qin Yijun on the ground and was about to turn on the light, but again, the light was broken. No matter how he pressed the bad button, the room was still dark.

Yuan Yuezhen's brother was so scared that he turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and as soon as he turned around, he found his sister lying motionless on the shabby sofa in the living room!

But this sofa is for sleeping on!

Every house in the village is a grave site, and the "sofa" in the living room is where corpses were once placed. No one in the village would lie on this sofa!

"Ghost, there must be a ghost! It's haunted, it's haunted!"

Yuan Yuezhen's brother's hands were covered with sweat, and the hand holding the cell phone seemed to be holding soap. The cell phone almost slipped from his palm. He did not dare to take a deep breath, and quietly slowed down his steps to sneak back to the bedroom.

As soon as he reached the bedroom door, he found that the door lock had been broken!

The outside of the bedroom door lock looked like it had been hacked and pried with a knife. Those knife marks almost split the wood of the door in half. Yuan Yuezhen's brother's lips trembled.

How can a person have so much strength?

Ghost! The ghost is here!

The inner door of the bedroom was half open, and there was something unknown inside the door. At this time, there was a clicking sound from the living room with his back to it. It was the sound of the living room door being locked from the inside.

The ghost is in the living room!

Yuan Yuezhen's brother didn't dare to look back and ran straight into the bedroom without saying a word. He didn't think much and immediately pushed the only wooden box in the room to the door and hid under the bed!

The window was blocked by locust tree branches, making it impossible to get out.

Not long after he entered the house, there was a knock on the door in the living room, and then the wooden cabinet blocking the door was pushed. Fortunately, the wooden cabinet was very thick, and the person outside the door pushed it for a long time, but the door did not move much.

Yuan Yuezhen's brother quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to make a call!

He needs to call for help quickly!

He called a good friend from the same village, and the other party answered the phone very quickly. It didn't take long for the call to be connected, and the young man's voice rang through the receiver.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Yuan Yuezhen's brother immediately covered the receiver and whispered.

"Keep your voice down and come find me in my house!"

The young man on the other side of the phone immediately understood and said with a smile.

"I see, it's about that little girl, isn't it? It's up to you to know the truth and know that there are good goods to share! Just wait, I'll be here right away!"

Yuan Yuezhen's brother breathed a sigh of relief. He understood the gangsters. They were attracted to the girl Yuan Yuezhen asked to knock out. They would definitely come out of lust. It would be nice if someone came -

"There is no girl in the house, there is a ghost."

Suddenly such a sound came from inside the house.

The young man on the other end of the phone was startled when he heard this, "What, ghost?"

Yuan Yuezhen's brother subconsciously said quickly, "No ghost, no ghost, I'm just waiting for you to come and play with that little bitch..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He slowly raised his head and looked towards the bed.

There, there was an upside-down head hanging down from the bed, with messy hair covering his face. Under the light of the mobile phone, he could only vaguely see his eyes stuck together under the black hair, and his nose full of holes—

—

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!!"

Yuan Yuezhen's brother yelled crazily and threw his cell phone on the ground. He desperately shrank under the bed. The tall man, who was over 1.8 meters long, wished he could be turned into ashes and put in a small box like his parents.

The young man on the other side of the phone was also startled, "Ghost? There is a ghost! Wang Bei's ghost is in your house?!"

The phone was hung up immediately, leaving only the sound of "beep beep beep" busy.

The ghost with his head hanging upside down stretched out his hand from the side of the bed, grabbed Yuan Yuezhen's brother's legs, and pulled him out from under the bed regardless of the other person's cries and howls.

A wet trail was left on the ground.

He was so frightened that he peed.

Soon, there was another unconscious person on the sofa where the body was lying. Feng Song clapped his hands and took a photo of his results with his cell phone, feeling a little unsatisfied.

"Too little."

Just now, she was hiding on the bed in the bedroom, and Lin Qi was hiding in another locked compartment in the house. After the man entered the house, Lin Qi locked the living room door, and Feng Song was waiting for him on the bed.

Lin Qi's expression was very subtle. He looked at the people on the sofa and couldn't help but ask Feng Song.

"Otherwise, throw them into the room I just had and burn them? There is an incinerator in the locked room of this house. There seems to be traces of burning corpses in it."

Feng Song was a little excited when he heard this.

"The incinerator! Are there any remaining ashes in it? I heard that the plants grown in the ashes grow very well."

Lin Qi:......

Is this the point?! No!

Lin Qi calmed down his emotions. In such a gloomy and depressing place, what else could he think about growing flowers? It would be good if he could survive.

His voice deepened.

"Well, I suspect this is where they destroyed the body. After the body was burned, it was buried under the tree at the door. This place doesn't look like a house at all, but like a grave!"

“These people are extremely vicious gangsters, let’s be careful and leave first——”

Feng Song put his hand on Lin Qi's shoulder. Under the light, her face... was scarier than a ghost, but her voice was still quite "loving".

"No, the worse they are, the less we can leave. They are bad because they have not felt dad's love and have not received dad's education. So -"

Lin Qi understood.

"So, are you going to be their father?"

Feng Song looked disgusted, "No, they are not worthy of being my sons. But, I can remind them of their father."

Lin Qi didn't understand what Feng Song meant.

So, ten minutes later.

At the beginning of the street, a group of arrogant young men, who were peeping at Wang Guier's house, blocking off the village, and wanting to insult Qin Yijun, were running around on the street like crazy.

"Help! There is a ghost! There is a ghost! Wang Bei is coming, Wang Bei is coming -"

Behind them, a disfigured monster holding a burning branch chased after him, shouting as he chased.

"Why are you running? I am your father! Sons! Call me daddy!"

The old village chief, who came here to preside over the overall situation and maintain order, was awakened by the strange noise. He opened the door neatly and looked outside with a cold face, "What's the noise? What's the fuss?! There are no ghosts, no feudal superstition! Don't make any noise.

!If you keep doing this, I won’t take you back to the village tomorrow—”

Before the old village chief finished speaking, young men running around rushed towards his house.

"Village chief, help!"

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner! Those things were all done by the village chief!"

The village chief said with a cold face, "What are you doing? What are you doing -"

Before he finished speaking, the center of the village turned around with the Feng Song that lit the branches. Her terrifying face faced the village chief. The fire and smoke from the burning branches made her face hazy and bright...

The old village chief screamed strangely.

"Ghost! Ghost! Wang Bei!"

He anxiously and frantically wanted to shrink back into the house.

He doesn't understand why there are really ghosts in this world!

And the ghost rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, squeezing through the crowd, and its hideous and terrifying face was almost close to the old face of the village chief.

The old village chief saw the monster's sewn mouth open, its bloody teeth opening and closing, and he spoke——

"I'm your daddy!"

Before Feng Song could finish speaking, the old village chief rolled his eyes and fainted.

At the same time, a group of young men in the village also huddled inside the door, and such a hard door was kicked open by Feng Song. When Feng Song entered, the people in the room huddled on the ground, shivering, crying, and feces and urine were flowing out.

…

The taste is really bad.

Feng Song retreated.

The next day, Qin Yijun woke up from the room. She rubbed her aching head. The memories before she fell into coma flooded into her mind, and her eyes widened.
To be continued...