"Sir, if you have any questions, just ask..." the honest and honest man answered quickly.
"Did anything special happen before and after your hand was cut off?"
Fang Yan asked.
"In the middle of the night, when the sound of ghosts and howls rang out, I was startled into a cold sweat. When I was still in shock, the door curtain suddenly blew up, and then I felt a sharp pain in my right wrist.
My hand fell to the ground, and a lot of blood spurted out from the wound. That was the whole process, and there was nothing else."
The honest and honest man replied.
"However, when I passed by the road next to the cemetery during the day, a strange thing happened."
The honest-looking man said with a look of reminiscence on his face, "There was a weasel nearly one meter long with its tail lying in the middle of the road. The road was relatively narrow and there were ditches on both sides. I rode an electric three-wheeler and tried to walk as close to the side as possible, but
It still crushed the weasel's tail.
However, the weasel's body didn't show any reaction at that time, so I didn't take it seriously."
Before the honest and honest man could tell his family and the village chief about these circumstances, he was taken away by a hospital ambulance.
Hearing this, Fang Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan nodded towards Fang Yan. Under the green light of the honest and honest man's Palace of Disaster, there was a weasel spirit entrenched.
As expected, the one who cut off the honest-looking man's right hand was the weasel spirit whose tail was crushed by his electric tricycle.
Fang Yan also realized what Zhang Fan meant. He looked at the honest and honest man and said, "I already understand the general situation. You should have a good rest."
Later, Zhang Fan, Fang Yan, together with the village chief and women's director, left the honest man's home and went to the home of another injured villager. In addition to the green light, this villager's Palace of Disaster was also occupied by a
Shadow of a weasel.
However, when he passed the road next to the cemetery, nothing strange happened to him like a simple and honest man.
Zhang Fan told Fang Yan about this situation. Fang Yan looked at Zhang Fan and said, "The one who caused harm to these seven people is probably this weasel. The ghostly crying and howling sound that sounded in the middle of the night may be the weasel trying to scare people or confuse them."
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According to what the village chief said before, as long as you pass by the road next to the cemetery during the day, weasels will come and attack at night. You can lend me the spirit stone, and I will pretend to be an ordinary person and walk the road next to the cemetery, and wait for the weasels at night.
"
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, thought for a moment and then said: "My idea is to take a look at the faces of the other five people, and then make a plan."
Zhang Fan has always been cautious in doing things. As the saying goes, be careful and you will sail forever!
Fang Yan felt that what Zhang Fan said was reasonable and there was no harm in being careful.
"Okay, let's go to the hospital."
Fang Yan responded.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan drove here, and Fang Yan drove Zhang Fan, Li Ruibao, and Liu Xianglan to the hospital.
The wards where these five people lived were not far away. In less than twenty minutes, Fang Yan finished chatting with the five people. None of the five people encountered anything strange, nor did they feel pressured like the first villager.
The weasel's tail was passed by on the road next to the cemetery during the day, and its right hand was cut off at night.
After leaving the hospital, Fang Yan asked: "Mr. Zhang, what's going on?"
"The murderer who cut off the right hands of the three people on the second night was also a weasel spirit, but the murderer who cut off the right hands of the two people on the third night was a ghost."
Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.
"This..." Fang Yan frowned, this situation surprised Fang Yan.
After thinking for a while, Fang Yan looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, according to my previous idea, I should go for a walk on the road next to the cemetery, right?"
"I don't recommend that you go there alone. The weasel spirit and the ghost-like evil spirit live in this village, and you should be familiar with the villagers. If you, a stranger, wander around in the village, you may startle them.
In addition, what if these evil spirits join forces to deal with you and you are no match?"
Zhang Fan talked about some dangerous situations that may occur.
"This...this is true..." Fang Yan said, "Then what should we do next?"
"Let's talk on the way."
Zhang Fan said.
After getting on the bus, Zhang Fan looked at Li Ruibao and said, "Are there any cemeteries around here?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Li Ruibao was stunned, but he quickly started to think about it. After thinking for a while, he said: "Yes, after leaving the county town, there is a cemetery on the north side of the woods."
"You lead the way."
Zhang Fan looked at Li Ruibao and said.
"Oh..." Li Ruibao responded.
Under Li Ruibao's guidance, they soon arrived at the cemetery in the suburbs. Zhang Fan did not let Li Ruibao and Liu Xianglan get off the car, and entered the cemetery with Fang Yan. After walking past a dozen graves, Zhang Fan looked at
The grave in the shade of the tree in front of him said: "Come out..."
While Zhang Fan was speaking, the Taoist behavior of the eighth stage of the second realm was also revealed in an instant.
I saw a stream of soul energy gushing out from the grave, and then slowly condensed into a soul body. The appearance of this soul body was extremely tragic. The arms were missing, the chest was broken, the heart was exposed, and blood was dripping from the body.
Judging from his appearance, he was a man who died in a car accident.
"Master, why did you summon me?"
The miserable-looking Yin Gui looked at Zhang Fan and said respectfully.
Its conduct is only in the first and second realms. Zhang Fan can destroy it with just a raise of his hand. How dare it be disrespectful?
"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Zhang Fan asked.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Yin Gui was slightly startled, and then he quickly said: "Yes! Yes!"
After saying that, Yin Gui waved his arm, and the soil on the grave dispersed, revealing a very ordinary small wooden box.
"My wish is to give this wooden box to my wife, children and parents."
There was a trace of longing in the ghost's eyes, and then, with regret on his face, he said, "I died in a car accident while drunk. I left nothing but a lawsuit for my parents, wife, and children. I'm sorry for them!"
"
The reason why the ghost does not hand over these things to his wife, children, and parents in person is because it is restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, and humans and ghosts have different paths. If it appears and communicates in front of its wife, children, parents, and other close relatives, it will only take a few seconds.
, it will affect their longevity for decades, and it will kill them.
Otherwise, every ghost can communicate with his wife, children, and parents to transfer benefits, and the world will be in chaos.
"Is there money in this?"
At this moment, Fang Yan answered.
"Yes, it's money. I've saved it over the years."
The ghost replied.
"Save up?"
Zhang Fan asked back.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Yin Gui's face, "It can't be regarded as saving, it can be regarded as stealing. However, the people I stole were all bad people with evil hearts and hands."