Team Zhao drove a police car and caught up with Mei Liangxin.

Tiantai Town is only a ten-minute drive from Fenghuang Village. On this road, we and Mei Liangxin got to know each other about the situation.

In the past month, this guy was recalled by his master to Maoshan. After practicing hard, his strength has barely improved a lot. The key is that he has not made good things again. For example, the corpse-beating whip he used to deal with the two living dead people before, almost made me wonder if Maoshan has anything to do with the corpse-driver in Xiangxi.

"Stinky Taoist priest, I need to replenish my body next time I meet an evil soul!" Ren Shuai lay on the car window, howling. It was so delicious that he actually watched the smelly Taoist priest die.

"What the hell is this?" Mei Liangxin was puzzled by howling at him when he was about to die.

My fat man and I looked at each other, and my strange expression explained the origin of Ren Shuai with a strange expression.

"What? This guy was returned by the underworld?" Mei Liangxin and Team Zhao were extremely shocked when they heard Ren Shuai's experience.

Yes, it’s so awesome that it doesn’t even accept the underworld! Unfortunately, we can’t tell what’s special about this guy, just smile will become stronger. As long as you don’t let him laugh and make him cry, can’t even deal with the King of Hell?

"Leave all the evil spirits that need to be destroyed in the future." I nodded to Mei Liangxin.

Mei Liangxin was still a little surprised and looked at Ren Shuai for a while before reluctantly agreeing. After all, the Maoshan disciples caught ghosts, but they were not raising ghosts. It was already very embarrassing to him to do so.

Mei Liangxin just returned to our county town this morning. Before the things were packed, he received a call from Director Zhu. Director Zhu said that all the calls from Team Zhao could not be reached, but the bureau received a report saying that there were zombies in Phoenix Village last night.

On the way, Fatty and I received several calls, and even the village chief called me personally and asked me to go home to see it.

Soon, the police car drove into Phoenix Village. It was afternoon. The sun was too strong and the villagers gathered in groups of three or three to brag and chat.

When passing by Fatty's hometown, Fatty's grandfather and his group were discussing something with the village chief. Several police cars were parked. The police officers who came were familiar faces. When they saw us back, everyone looked happy.

"Xiao Nan, you are finally back!" The village chief came forward eagerly.

Mei Liangxin and I looked at each other and both found that the village chief and Mr. Du’s eyebrows were pitch black. Of course, this kind of blackness cannot be seen by ordinary people unless the flame is low.

"Village Chief, uncle, what's going on?" The fat man was a little anxious when he saw his grandfather's decadent appearance. The old man was already eighty years old, but he wanted to be healthy and look good. Today, he looked like he was five years older.

"Hey, fat boy, there was a zombie in our family last night, and your uncle's life was almost gone." The fat man's cousin Du Qiang, who was helping Uncle Du, was still scared.

Zombies?

Somehow, in my mind, the first reaction was the old zombie who appeared in my dreams many times.

According to Mr. Du, he didn't sleep well. Last night, his vest became cold when he fell asleep. The windows of the house kept shaking randomly, like a cold wind blew over him, but he couldn't open his eyes, and later he was even pinched by something on his neck.

Then there was another thud of thunder. Somehow, the wind was gone, and the thing that grabbed his neck was released. He finally opened his eyes, but saw a shriveled guy jumping away stiffly outside the window.

It's indeed an old zombie!

I became more and more confused. The old zombie had been resurrected for so long, and nothing happened. Why did he suddenly come to Uncle Du? It should be the right thing to find me if he wanted to find him?

I slapped myself! I slapped myself in the face and cursed myself in my heart: Fang Nan, Fang Nan, do you really want that old guy to come to find you? He is really sick!

Seeing that I suddenly went crazy, everyone looked at me in confusion. I smiled bitterly and shook my head, too lazy to explain, so I walked towards Uncle Du.

Uncle Du’s house is still an old mud room, with four rooms, two bedrooms, peach house, mixed room, kitchen and toilet. They are side rooms built on both sides of the dirt house.

Originally, Mr. Du's three sons and daughters were all doing well. The third son and eldest son who stayed in the village all built two-story buildings. The younger daughter married into the county town and lived well. But for some reason, Mr. Du insisted on living in the old house and guarding the Du family's roots.

The old house is very ordinary. Uncle Du lives outside the west room. The yard outside the window is the yard. The door bolt on the door shows signs of violence. The other things are normal. Several policemen are rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.

Mei Liang and his wife also walked in and watched the police look for clues, but there was no valuable discovery.

After searching the whole room, the police left disappointed. I frowned and couldn't figure it out. There were so many people in the village, why would that old zombie come to see Mr. Du, a bad old man?

"Does the same age have a common language?" the fat man muttered.

I'm going, it's not so bad. I'm over a thousand years old and only eighty years old. But it seems that when the old zombie died, it should be at least seventy years old.

We were thinking about walking out. Before leaving the door, I looked back unwillingly, but I glanced at the corner of my eyes. I glanced at a small, extremely bright red thing, which was exposed on the top of the bed of the shelf. It was hidden very hidden and it was difficult to see if I didn't climb up.

"What is that?"

My exclamation immediately attracted everyone's attention and all rushed to this room.

I turned around and looked closely. The red stick was still there! Uncle Du also walked in tremblingly. When he found the thing, his face looked a little embarrassed. He stammered at us, and finally said nothing.

Team Zhao called a policeman with a strong yang energy to climb onto the bed, and took off the suspicious item with gloves.

Yi pair of shocking bright red high heels!

It was extremely red and very beautiful, but it was bloody, like a stain of blood. After staring at it for a long time, ordinary people may even feel dizzy and confused.

Team Zhao looked at Mr. Du with some doubts, and didn't blame him for being so embarrassed, and asked directly: "Old man, where did these high heels come from?"

"This is my little daughter's shoes. She came back last time." Uncle Du stuttered and laughed dryly.

The fat man's eyebrows were knotted, and his uncle must be lying, but based on his understanding of his uncle, this old man doesn't look like a patient with a special hobby for women's shoes. The most important thing is that his cousin has never worn such high heels. Your sister, these two sticks like chopsticks are at least ten centimeters. Can his cousin control his body shape at least 150?

When Du Qiang heard his father's words, his expression became a little abnormal. Obviously, he also knew that the shoes could not be his sister's.

"You are lying!" Team Zhao shouted in a low voice, his voice was very imposing, which scared the old man to tremble slightly, and we shook our heads when we saw it.
Chapter completed!