In the dark night, Fang Zheng broke free from Gu Yang's restraints and ran back for less than two minutes when she suddenly felt like a hand patted her shoulder.
"Who?"
Fang Zheng shouted instinctively.
I stopped and turned around quickly to look, but it was still dark behind me and I couldn't see anything clearly.
"Strange!"
I looked at Gu Yang in the distance, but he had disappeared.
So he buried his head and continued running. Fang Zheng knew that the distance from here to the main road was only two kilometers. As long as he ran harder for about ten minutes, he would be safe. At least there were street lights there.
"Hey!"
Another unexpected tap on the shoulder was accompanied by someone’s voice.
"Huh? Who?"
Fang Zheng hurriedly turned around and saw that he was actually a young man with a rectangular head, like a deformed child. His hands hung limply and his arms were trembling.
Fang Zheng also saw a few strands of saliva flowing out of the corner of the man's mouth.
I wonder how could such a person suddenly appear this late at night?
How strange!
Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Fang Zheng asked curiously:
"Who are you? Do you have anything to do with me?"
"I, I want revenge!"
"Revenge?"
Hearing this, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, immediately became suspicious of the man, and subconsciously distanced himself from him.
Asked cautiously:
"Where did you come from? Why are you here?"
The man said: "I, I am from Sesame Oil Village."
He stuttered when speaking, but his tone gave people a sense of urgency, and his arms and hands were shaking violently.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and asked again: "Is Sesame Oil Village from Dayi County?"
"Yes, I am from Dayi County."
"By the way, you, how can you see me?"
Fang Zheng became suspicious again.
The man replied: "I, I am dead."
"Dead?"
Fang Zheng stammered, having already expected it in his heart, otherwise the other party would never see him at such a late hour, unless it was a ghost.
But Fang Zheng is different. Although his cultivation is still shallow, his body has some special abilities. For example, he can see ghosts and some strange dirty things at night.
Because of this, he developed his ability to attract ghosts.
Any ghost can find him.
"Yes, I am dead."
The man said, turning around and pointing to the Mingde Funeral Home not far away.
Fang Zheng froze on the spot, terrified and at a loss.
He hasn't been haunted by ghosts for many years. He didn't expect to be so unlucky today. Is this a relapse of an old illness?
No matter what, I can only listen honestly first.
The man continued: "I died unjustly. I have been in this abandoned funeral home for many years. I always hope that someone can understand what happened to me. I want revenge. I want him to die...
."
The man was very excited.
Although he stuttered when he spoke, he still explained the whole story clearly.
The man's name is Wu Binxue, a native of Mayou Village, Dayi County. The incident happened many years ago. At that time, the man was herding sheep in the village. He was shot unconscious with a nail gun. He was loaded into a car and taken to Mingde Funeral Home to replace a man named Chen.
The man should die.
The man surnamed Chen purchased a lifetime commercial insurance. As long as he proves his death, his relatives will receive one million yuan in compensation.
In order to get the insurance compensation, the man surnamed Chen used any means to target Wu Binxue, who was about the same age as himself and looked very similar.
Then through various means, Wu Binxue, who was mentally and physically disabled, was imprisoned, secretly colluded with the funeral parlor, and finally burned him alive.
The moment he pushed the stove, Wu Binxue woke up.
Fang Zheng said: "They must have given you an anesthetic at that time."
"I don't know exactly what it was. When I felt the burning pain in my feet, I suddenly woke up, but it was too late. My body was covered with gasoline. In an instant, I was engulfed in fire. I screamed in pain, but no one answered.
, and finally I lost consciousness..."
After listening to the man's confession, Fang Zheng felt very sympathetic.
But so what?
This has happened for a long time, and there is no telling whether the man surnamed Chen is still alive.
Moreover, the specific place where the incident occurred and the murderer are very vague. Of course, the more important thing is that Mingde Funeral Home has closed down long ago. Even if the responsibility is investigated, where should he look for it? Who should he look for?
These are epic-level puzzles.
After briefly sorting out the timeline, Fang Zheng even suspected that this incident happened at least more than a hundred years ago, not decades ago as the man said.
The man suddenly became excited.
"You, you must help me find the murderer!"
While saying this as a warning, he rushed towards Fang Zheng and grabbed his collar very rudely.
Fang Zheng stammered: "Okay, okay, I, I'll help you find it."
He could only agree to his request, but he couldn't imagine the consequences of not agreeing.
The man finally let go of his hand, and the long-dead corpse spots suddenly appeared on his face, which was extremely pale.
"Look for him quickly...I'll follow you!"
"Damn it! He's really entangled with the horse rider! Why should labor and management help him? Why not help him!"
Fang Zheng was muttering crazily in her heart.
Physically, he was very honest, taking the initiative to walk in front, pretending that he was looking for the murderer.
The man followed closely behind, his body light and airy, his figure looming, it was very scary.
If Fang Zheng hadn't been well-informed, he would have been frightened to death on the spot.
"No, I have to get rid of it!"
Fang Zheng looked back at the man and found that it seemed to have been struck at its fatal point, motionless in the void. She thought it was dead again.
Tiptoeing towards a bush.
When he was approaching the grass, Fang Zheng took a deep breath and started running. He almost ran a few kilometers in one breath. He thought he had completely gotten rid of the man, so he stopped and breathed heavily.
While looking back tremblingly.
"F*ck... Damn!!!"
It turned out that the man had caught up and was standing behind Fang Zheng, still maintaining his original sleeping posture.
Fang Zheng was so scared that she dared not speak out, as there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart.
The man's skin was like a dog-skin plaster, sticking firmly to the back of his buttocks, making him uncomfortable.
After calming down her nervous mood, Fang Zheng had an idea and thought of Gu Yang.
"Hey! Why don't I go find him?"
Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up.
.......
Mingde Funeral Home.
Gu Yang started to inspect from the first floor, trying to find some clues about the golden boy and the beautiful girl, and of course the terrifying bloody monster.
Since this kind of thing happened, it is definitely not groundless.
Everything happens for a reason.
Of course, in a place where living people are forbidden, such as a funeral home, some strange things will inevitably happen.
"Master Gu, Master Gu, are you in there?"
Fang Zheng's voice suddenly floated in from outside.
Gu Yang stopped and looked out the window.
With the blessing of the Gazing Eye, he could still see clearly even at night, as if he were wearing night vision goggles.
Fang Zheng looked around cautiously, and there was a young man following behind him.
Obviously, it is a ghost.
The tentacles in the body quickly sensed a ghost energy. Although it was not powerful, it was not an ordinary little ghost.
Gu Yang stood in front of the window sill and waved to Fang Zheng.