Du Juan described herself as feeling a little nauseous, retched a bit, and then said: "The general idea from what I heard is that Zhang Erniang went to sleep with him. It's too cold to be alone. The coffin is smaller, so you can squeeze in."
"Who is Zhang Erniang?" Niu Xiaotian asked, holding his arms.
"I don't know, he said she is so beautiful, she looks like she stepped out of a painting." Du Juan curled her lips.
"Besides Zhang Erniang, what else did you say?"
"He said there was a big white hand on the wall, and at night it pointed at him, but I didn't see it. But it sounded so scary that I didn't even dare to turn off the light."
Scary enough.
Xia Hua, who had gone through many battles, could not help but widen her eyes, trembled, and stepped back.
Just imagine, it's late at night, everything is completely silent, and you can't even see your fingers.
Suddenly, a white hand appeared on the wall, and then its fingers hooked and hooked, making people confused and fascinated. Only scenes like this can appear in top horror movies.
"Did Zhu Yougen go over and shake hands?" Niu Xiaotian thought it was interesting and joked.
"Oh, the master is so powerful. It's really like this. Once I hold it, I won't let go. After a while, my hand becomes as hard as a chicken claw, and I can't even break it open."
Du Juan slapped her thigh fiercely, admiring Master Niu's keen judgment from the bottom of her heart.
"Did you record a video or something?" Niu Xiaotian asked again.
"I wanted to record it, but he was too thief and wouldn't let me record it. I almost dropped my phone." Du Juan scratched her head and said.
"How long?"
"It started ten days ago. It's really frustrating. If it weren't for the sake of the two kids, I would have divorced him." Du Juan said, with tears in her eyes again, looking quite pitiful.
Zhu Yougen lied to Niu Xiaotian last time, claiming that his wife was bewitched by a ghost.
As a result, the reincarnation of heaven brings unsatisfactory retribution, and in the end, it was his turn.
It's time to go see this bitch.
As soon as she followed Du Juan into the house, she heard Zhu Yougen's loud snoring.
This is amazing, it is also mixed with clear whistle sounds, sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, with a full sense of rhythm.
Xia Hua subconsciously clamped her legs together, feeling uncomfortable all over her body, "When I heard this whistle when I was a child, I must have wet the bed!"
"Who hasn't wet the bed as a child?" Du Juan comforted her innocently.
When he opened the door, he saw Zhu Yougen lying on the kang, with his small eyes closed tightly and his big mouth slightly open, forgetting himself in sleep.
She is ugly to begin with, but the way she sleeps is even more frighteningly ugly.
The turbid smell, coupled with the strong smell of alcohol, made Xia Hua sneeze, and Niu Xiaotian also covered his nose.
Open the window to let out the smell!
Du Juan was a little reluctant, but she still did it, fearing that the man would suffer a stroke, suffer from hemiplegia or something, and his life would be completely ruined.
The smell is almost gone!
Niu Xiaotian then jumped onto the kang with his shoes on and squatted in front of Zhu Yougen to take a closer look.
It's really not pretending.
In Niu Xiaotian's eyes, Zhu Yougen's roots were obviously blue, his hall was black, his mouth was white, and the color was clear. These were all signs of being haunted by ghosts.
At this moment, the ghost is definitely not on him, but his consciousness is affected and it is difficult to wake up during the day.
First wake up Zhu Yougen and ask for details.
Niu Xiaotian took out a silver needle from his cuff, without sterilizing it, and inserted it directly into Zhu Yougen's Baihui point.
Baihui point is the place where the meridians of the whole body gather. Just one injection will definitely wake you up.
The snoring suddenly stopped, and Zhu Yougen suddenly opened his little eyes.
In front of him was a mocking Niu Xiaotian. He screamed in fright and rolled directly to the inside of the fire bed. He asked in a trembling voice: "Niu, Niu Niu, Niu Xiaotian, who are you?"
"Nonsense, your wife was afraid that you would accompany Zhang Erniang, so she specially paid me to come and exorcise ghosts for you. Knowing how virtuous you are, I don't even want to come!" Niu Xiaotian snorted.
"Juan, how much did you give him?" Zhu Yougen asked eagerly with a needle stuck in his head.
"Eight thousand." Du Juan whispered.
"You prodigal bitch, it's easy for me to make some money!" Zhu Yougen covered his chest, feeling so distressed that he almost cried.
"I'm afraid, if you die, how can you still have money?" Du Juan argued.
"Niu Xiaotian, I don't want to watch anymore!"
Zhu Yougen changed his mind faster than turning over a book, and his attitude was very firm.
"Hey, I don't have to bother, I'll leave and the money won't be refunded!"
Niu Xiaotian was so happy that he jumped off the kang, patted his butt and left. He had already prevented this trick, so he collected the money in advance.
Zhu Yougen was completely panicked and rushed over to pull him away.
However, Xia Hua suddenly flew up with a kick. The sole of the shoe was less than half a centimeter away from the tip of his nose. The strong wind brought up caused her face to wrinkle.
Zhu Yougen was so frightened that his hair stood upright and he hurriedly backed away, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
I never expected that the girl who came with Niu Xiaotian was actually a martial arts master, and beating him was just a joke.
"Master, you can't leave!"
Du Juan also panicked, and simply hugged Niu Xiaotian's thigh and begged, it was only 8,000 yuan, it couldn't be wasted like this.
"Don't blame me, he was thinking about Zhang Erniang and didn't want treatment." Niu Xiaotian's excuse was grand.
"Yougen, are you going to cure it or not? I'll fight with you. I'll scratch your face and make the female ghost dislike you." Du Juan went crazy and yelled at Zhu Yougen.
"I'm not sick!" Zhu Yougen said, scratching his neck.
"I'm sick! Eight thousand yuan has sunk to the bottom of the water for this valuable product like you, and it doesn't even float!" Du Juan cried hysterically.
If you don't get your money back, you have to listen to it, right?
I'm scared!
Zhu Yougen lowered his head and begged: "Master, I'm sorry, I just talked nonsense, please help me, don't let the ghost haunt me again."
"Humph, just enjoy yourself. You have a good wife. If I don't come, you will sleep in a coffin in a few days." Niu Xiaotian snorted.
Zhu Yougen shivered with fright and finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
Asking Du Juan to let go of her hand holding her thigh, Niu Xiaotian lit up a cigarette, sat on the edge of the kang, and said seriously: "Zhu Yougen, if you want to survive, tell the truth. Otherwise, just wait for death!"
Zhu Yougen took out a box of cigarettes from under the quilt, lit one himself, and while smoking, he sighed and told a rather strange experience.
In the evening half a month ago, Zhu Yougen found that there was no grass in the cowshed and the three cows were screaming with hunger, so he went to the mountain alone to cut grass for the cows.
Before the bale of grass was cut enough, the sky turned dark, and everything around him was looming.
At this time.
A woman in a red dress hurried down the mountain.
She has a raw face, but she is extraordinarily beautiful, not to mention her body shape, with a willow waist, a peach butt, onion-peeling hands, lotus root arms, big jade legs like bamboo shoots, and feet that look like white qiong flowers.
The woman was in her early thirties, probably married, but her charm was stronger and more flavorful. She politely asked Zhu Yougen where Dongfeng Village was?