There are not only people in the small building in front of you, but a lot of them.
In rural areas, there are some houses where four generations of eight people live, so it is normal for there to be so many people in this courtyard now.
Maybe he was just afraid that Lao Zhao would cause trouble, so he called all his brothers and sisters in advance to help support the scene.
Unfortunately, Li Leping's appearance ruined their plan.
I wanted to get along with you in a low-key manner, but what I got in exchange was your attitude that it doesn't have anything to do with me.
In this case, I won't be polite.
"boom!"
At this time gunshots rang out again.
Quickly and swiftly, Li Leping pulled the trigger the moment he entered the door, leaving no room for maneuver for the people in the yard.
Anyway, we have already broken up, so what can we do if we add more fuel and jealousy?
Li Leping glanced at him and shook his head, not knowing what to say.
"ah--!"
After crossing the threshold, Li Leping walked slowly into the courtyard.
Why?
There are similarities in the ways of death, but there are also differences.
"So fast?"
Go down the stairs and return to the courtyard.
As a result, when he opened the door and took a look, he found that the child was dead, and even his body had turned into a pile of mud.
"On the second floor, the first room on the left."
There is no doubt that this human-shaped mound is the playmate of Old Zhao's grandson.
A man suddenly yelled, trying to stop the woman from continuing to answer.
"Watch them." Li Leping ordered.
Li Leping had just seen this pool of black soil.
The body of Lao Zhao's dead grandson was filled with this weird soil.
He originally just wanted to ask the child if he had seen anything.
That's the second floor of the small building.
"Where is the child who went to play with his grandson? Where is he?" Li Leping randomly selected a lucky spectator from the crowd and asked with a gun to her head.
Immediately, he realized the difference between the two methods of death.
"What's going on?" I thought he asked something, but now, Lu Sheng also realized that something was wrong.
Lu Sheng saw Li Leping walking out of the small building and immediately came over.
Without politely knocking on the door to greet him, Li Leping turned the doorknob and pushed open the door.
A middle-aged man in his early forties rushed down the stairs.
"Why!"
Li Leping cast his gaze away.
This shows that the child died suddenly, without even a chance to make a sound.
However, now that he had found out the child's location, Li Leping immediately rushed to the second floor.
Ignoring Lu Sheng's intention of taking advantage of others, Li Leping walked directly into the four-story building.
The scary thing is that at this moment, the scattered mud on the floor of the room formed a human-shaped mound.
There are already signs of supernatural events breaking out in Qingshi Village, ghosts have started killing people, and he doesn't plan to worry about anything anymore.
No one dared to speak, and no one dared to protest.
The next moment, what hit me was a putrid smell that had been silent in the room for a long time.
If you wait any longer, the ghost might come to you first.
Soon, he came to the first room on the left on the second floor.
When he was communicating with Lu Sheng before, he didn't pay attention or stop the old men and women in the yard from running upstairs.
"Leave first and then talk."
There was a pool of wet soil scattered on the floor, emitting a strong stench.
"But...how is this possible?"
However, he immediately saw Li Leping's extremely ugly expression.
"The way of death is a little different from that of Mr. Zhao's grandson."
"But the corpse in front of me died in a more direct way. The body was directly turned into soil."
He didn't even notice this terrible change.
He stood up and closed the door.
Li Leping's thoughts were very confused, and he asked himself repeatedly in his mind.
He died too.
Don't look at the fun just now, now I'm going to make a list.
At this time.
The voice was extremely shrill, as if he had witnessed something that would never be forgotten.
It was obvious that they had no idea what was going on in this room.
Attacked by ghosts.
The things in the room made his hair stand on end, and the hairs all over his body were about to explode.
Faintly, human bones were revealed in the mound. This man made of soil looked like a corpse without flesh and blood. In other words, this man's body was made entirely of wet soil.
The matter was too complicated, and his mind was now in a state of confusion.
Judging from the size of the human-shaped mound of dirt and the clothes on the outside, we can tell that the person outlined by the dirt is a child.
However, the next moment, he also shut his mouth because Li Leping had pointed his gun at him.
When Lu Sheng heard this, he took a hoe from the yard, put it on his shoulder, and looked at the uncles and aunties in the yard with a proud expression.
In fact, it was exactly the same as the one on Old Zhao's grandson, with a few strands of black hair mixed in the dirt.
It was as if there was a long-dead body stored in the room.
The coldness and hardness of the metal caused the woman who was pointed at the gun to lose her psychological defense in an instant. She pointed to the four-story building behind her in shock, unable to speak clearly.
His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care about the importance of his life as he glanced at everyone in the hospital, and the warning in his eyes was very obvious.
Li Leping became more and more puzzled.
"How is that possible?!" Li Leping froze on the spot.
But the question is, how did he get attacked by ghosts?
Li Leping leaned down and held on to observe for a while.
Brother Li will come to vent my anger right away.
Is this a person?
Li Leping even came up with such an idea.
In his mind, the terrifying scene in the room was inseparable from the young man in front of him.
Li Leping's movement of pushing the door suddenly stopped, his eyes shrank, and he suddenly froze on the spot.
"Wang Cuihua, you..."
Suddenly, a desperate cry sounded.
"Old Zhao's grandson can still keep his body, but his body shows signs of being soaked in water."
Because no one dares to bet whether he will shoot.
This "person" seems to be lying on the ground, wearing clothes and pants.
I recalled the reactions of those in the yard when I rushed into the yard earlier.
His eyes were burning with rage, and he looked at Li Leping as if he wanted to tear him in half.
You were chasing after me just now. It was quite fun, wasn't it?
Now, they probably all witnessed that horrifying scene the moment they opened the door.
Self-built houses in rural areas are basically built tall and large. Because there are more family members, more rooms are needed.
Black, smelly, and sticky like a puddle of mud.
Now, he also experienced the feeling of being pointed at a gun.
There is a "person" lying on the floor.
The illusion that a bullet could be sprayed out from the black hole of the gun would cause his brains to splatter, which made him instantly lose the courage to resist.
The man rushed over, grabbed Li Leping by the collar, and questioned him like a roar.
However, after just a brief tug, the man let go of his hand.