“The moon is very round tonight…”

The young woman trapped on the ground in the courtyard whispered.

The surroundings are quiet.

I don't know if the house is over.

After a while, there was a sound of gong ringing outside the courtyard.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

Dang.

The gong rings.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

Another crisp sound.

"Wife Li is out for the night patrol again. It's so annoying. I won't let everyone sleep peacefully at night."

In the courtyard, the young woman muttered.

Because of the hot weather, Zhao Yang did not plan to put her in the house to sleep.

On the rocking chair, Zhao Yang opened his eyes.

"Widow Lee?"

"Yes, her man has been dead for almost a year. Since her man died, she has come out to beat the gong every night, and she doesn't want to let the villagers have a good night's sleep."

There is a scent of complaint in the young woman's words.

Too.

If Zhao Yang was woken up for no reason at twelve o'clock, he would probably have a lot of resentment.

This is not the focus of Zhao Yang's attention.

"He is a man? Isn't there no men in the village?"

"He is a man who is wild... just like you, suddenly appeared in our village."

The young woman whispered:

“The man died in her bed less than three months after she married her.

That miserable death! He was as thin as a skeleton!"

"Diet to death?" Zhao Yang frowned.

"What did you die of illness?" The young woman pouted her mouth and said, "You haven't seen Widow Li's big butt like a grinding drum. That man was purely sitting to death by her."

“…”

If a woman becomes dirty, there will be nothing for a man.

The gong outside the door is still beating.

Zhao Yang turned his head and looked at the room, thought about it and walked out of the door.

He was not afraid of the blood-colored Zhulong being sucked into a godson, but he was a little curious about the "Widow Li" outside the door.

To be precise, it was for her dead husband!

When Zhao Yang opened the door, he saw a woman wearing a shorter dress but a round body walking past the door with a gong.

Dang.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

Widow Li carried the gong and walked forward with a small step.

Behind her, a little white light that had not yet been lost was surrounding her.

"ghost?"

Zhao Yang blinked, thought for a while, and followed Widow Li all the way.

During the afternoon investigation, he did not find any ghosts in the village.

In this way, Zhao Yang watched Widow Li walk to the entrance of the village and sit down on the big bluestone at the entrance of the village.

far away.

A bus full of passengers came over.

Didi.

The bus stopped at the entrance of the village, and two female ticket sellers dressed in dark red on their faces walked out:

"That's there, you've been in the human world for a year. If you don't leave, there will be a black and white ghost messenger to catch you."

The two female ticket sellers turned a blind eye to Zhao Yang and just stared at the light spot behind Widow Li and shouted.

The chariot.

ghost.

This car only carries dead people!

This kind of car, no matter whether you have a weird black film or not, as long as there is a road in the underworld, it can drive along the road.

Not far away, Zhao Yang stood there, and the real spirit behind Widow Li turned into a ghost.

Xiaoying's mother said it was right. This Widow Li's husband was really sucked into a kid by her!

The whole person was like a dry mummy glance. The place with the most flesh on his body was the hard part of his lower body...

Death Soul yelled at the bus twice.

Seeing this, the ticket seller turned from a smile to a crying face.

The corners of his mouth pulled down and spat at him: "You guy who is lustful and desperate! Sooner or later, I will be sucked away!"

After saying this, the headlights of the bus lit up, and the two ticket sellers saw it and returned it to the car.

The bus drove away...

When the man saw the bus drive away, he flew back to Li Zhao's father in circles. After taking a breath on her, he turned into a spot of light with intoxication on his face.

Widow Li seemed to notice that the car had left, sighed, stood up and walked into the village.

Dang.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

......

......

"I don't even get on the Hades?"

Zhao Yang frowned, who saw everything in his eyes.

Continue to follow Widow Li.

He followed her all the time and arrived at her home.

Watching her blow the lights, pull out the wax, and ready to take off the bed.

Zhao Yang didn't have much interest in women taking off their clothes.

Compared to this, Widow Li’s mourning hall can attract his attention more.

Walk in quietly.

Then......

"Dures in this place, did that man actually turn into a ghost?"

In the mourning hall, looking at the altar where men's photos were placed, Durex, who had not yet dried up, Zhao Yang's eyes twitched.

There are no men in this village?

So where did these Durex come from?

And playing in someone’s mourning hall... can only do such a thing if someone is perverted?

After walking out of the mourning hall, Zhao Yang walked around Widow Li's house and found that there were many condoms in the yard, his face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

He appeared quietly in Widow Li's bedroom.

Looking at the churning phantom on the bed, Zhao Yang's sword seal flashed.

A virtual palm appeared directly above the man's ghost and grabbed him out.

On the bed, Widow Li seemed to be conscious.

I stood up and looked around the house for a few times, and when I found that there was no one, I sighed.

"What kind of sin do you do?"

What kind of evil did you commit?
To be continued...