The night is like thick inkstone, too deep to be dissolved.
Luo Zhipeng's courtyard seems particularly quiet and peaceful.
Fat man Hu Yijun was walking in the yard, holding a willow branch in his right hand and a flashlight in his left hand, heading towards the south room step by step.
As he approached the south room, Fatty greeted Zuo Thirteen in his heart.
Otherwise, Fatty wouldn't want to be the bait because Zuo Shisan was older than him.
The wooden door of the south room was closed tightly. The fat man raised his steps, raised his legs, and stepped lightly, trying not to make any noise while walking. He wanted to catch the old woman by surprise.
The fat man came to the window of the south room, slowly stuck his head out, and looked into the house through the window.
It was quiet inside the south room, without any sound. Except for the green hanging rope still hanging in the middle of the beam, there was no other abnormality.
The green hanging rope was swinging back and forth, as if something was hanging on it.
The fat man took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the window a few times, and then retracted his head. The obscene movement was like a turtle being frightened and suddenly retracting its head into its shell.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As the sound of the fat man tapping the glass fell, there was nothing unusual in the south room.
The fat man squatted under the window and waited patiently for a while. After making sure that there was no movement in the south room, he got up again and slowly came to the door of the south room.
The fat man stood up straight. The palms of his hands holding the flashlight and the willow branch had begun to sweat, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster. The fat man had been under the protection of Zuo Shisan before, and he really didn't take this kind of kid lightly when he met him.
, but now his senior brother Zuo Shisan has completely lost his cultivation, and the fear that naturally arises from his heart has suddenly taken over the fat man's body!
The fat man gathered up his courage and was about to push the wooden door open when he was startled by a dog barking in the distance, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Creak!~" With a sound, the fat man pushed the wooden door open with all his strength, and immediately ran towards the opposite direction of the south room at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
The fat man ran as fast as he could to the window where Zuo Shisan and the others were, and shouted at them through the glass:
"Have you chased the hanged man out yet?!" He was too frightened to look back.
Zuo Shisan did not speak, but slowly raised his right hand and raised his middle finger at the fat man through the glass.
This action is not very harmful to fat people, but it is extremely insulting.
"Left Thirteen, don't stand there and talk without your back hurting. If you have the guts, come out and give it a try. You don't have that kind of cultivation now. If I don't scare you, fat man, I will take your last name!"
Just as the fat man was talking, Zuo Shisan and An Rushuang saw a black shadow floating out of the south room.
So Zuo Shisan immediately reminded the fat man:
"Fat man, be careful behind you, the hanged man is out!"
The fat man sneered and said:
"Left Thirteen, don't do this to me, Fatty. Don't I understand you yet? You want to scare me. There's no way you can make me look embarrassed, Fatty!"
At this time, the hanged ghost had already arrived behind the fat man, less than one meter away from him. The old woman Zhu Yuanyuan had a green light on her pale face, her neck was crooked, and her long white tongue hung from her mouth. Her ferocious look was particularly terrifying.
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An Rushuang was also anxious. She pointed behind the fat man and said:
"Hu Yijun, come in quickly, there is really a hanged man behind you!"
An Rushuang's words immediately made Fatty quiet down, because he knew very well that An Rushuang was different from Zuo Shisan, and she would never joke with him about such things.
A chill rose from the soles of the fat man's feet to his head. The fat man turned around suddenly and happened to see the hideous-looking hanged man. He screamed in fright and pointed the willow stick in his hand at the hanged man.
Not to mention, this willow stick was really useful. When it hit Zhu Yuanyuan, the hanged ghost, bursts of white smoke came out. She screamed in pain, and she ducked back, keeping a certain distance from the fat man.
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The fat man Hu Yijun saw that the wicker stick in his hand was so useful to the hanged man, and he immediately became bolder. He flicked the wicker in his hand, pointed at the hanged man Zhu Yuanyuan and shouted angrily:
"Ah, ah, how dare you dare to be so arrogant in front of Fatty, the chairman of the Maoshan Longhu Sect Council, I will beat you to death today and you will never be reincarnated again!"
After the fat man finished speaking, he waved the willow stick in his hand and continued to pull it hard towards the hanging man's body.
This time, the Hanged Man was clearly prepared. He avoided the willow stick in Fatty's hand, hid in a dark place, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...
The fat man held the willow stick in his hand and searched around but couldn't find the hanged man, so he turned around and looked at Zuo Shisan who was still in the room and shouted:
"I said Zuo Thirteen, no one has done this like you. We agreed to catch ghosts together, but now it's better. You, Fatty, and I are the ones doing everything. I think you don't want to come out. Look, Fatty, I'm on my own.
Take her away!"
Zuo Shisan did not speak, but kept winking at him through the glass.
The fat man didn’t understand at all:
"Are you out of your mind? Why are you blinking at me? Come out and look for me quickly. Don't let that hanged ghost get away. As time goes by, she will go around and harm people. If you really want to cultivate into a powerful ghost, you will definitely have to
Seek revenge from us!"
When the fat man was talking, a dark shadow flashed behind him, and the gloomy hanged ghost quietly appeared behind the fat man again.
After seeing the hanged man appear this time, Zuo Shisan held five copper coins tightly in his right hand and asked An Rushuang to wait for him where he was. He quickly walked to the door, ready to rush out at any time.
The hanged man appeared behind the fat man. The fat man had no idea that a green hanging rope slowly appeared above the fat man's head. Suddenly the hanging rope fell down and passed through the fat man's head. With a strong pull, the hanging rope completely covered the fat man's head.
The neck is tied tightly.
Before the fat man could react, he was strangled by a hanging rope and completely lost his ability to fight.
At this moment, Zuo Shisan suddenly rushed out of the house and shouted:
"If the energy is not dissipated, the spirit will be faint. In silence, without thoughts, a yang will arise. The Dragon and Tiger Seven Forgiveness Seals! Forgiveness!!"
After forming the first hand seal of the Seven Seals of Dragon and Tiger, Zuo Shisan struck at the hanged man's body.
The Hanged Man tried his best to avoid Zuo Shisan's palm. At the same time, Zuo Shisan's mouth showed a smile of success.
But seeing him throw his right hand high, five copper coins quickly hit the hanged man's body.
The Hanged Man tried to avoid it, but it was too late. He could only be hit by all five copper coins. After letting out a piercing scream, it turned into a black mist with a bang and dissipated in the thick night...
"Mother!!" Luo Zhipeng, who had been hiding in the corner of the yard, shouted and ran out crying when he saw the souls of his loved ones vanishing into thin air.
He knelt on the ground, kowtowed in the direction where the black smoke dissipated, and cried bitterly...
He never left, just to see his mother one last time.
