Fang Zhongyu sneered at Uncle Huang's behavior: "Who knows what he was in his previous life? He can say whatever he wants, but he is just cheating money."
"Yes!" This time Zhao Ting and Fang Zhongyu stood aside and gave a thumbs up, "My mother said that those fortune tellers cannot be trusted, because this life is this life, and this life has its own tasks. Knowing whether it is the past life or the next life,
It's useless, it will only disturb your own mind and disturb your practice in this life."
I rubbed my chin, yes, Zhao Ting was right.
But Uncle Huang doesn't understand that we cultivators, this old naughty boy, are curious about everything and want to go in and see whatever we say.
Fang Zhongyu and Zhaoting couldn't hold him back, so they sat at the door, one big and one small with their chins propped up, waiting for the old man.
Nanjiang City seemed calm now, but there were still too many strange places. I was a little worried, lowered the brim of my hat, walked around Fang Zhongyu and followed him in through the door.
When I walked in, I could still feel Fang Zhongyu's gaze suddenly fixed on me. I was surprised and a little uncertain.
"It's all about the court, let's go in and have a look, too?"
"Not going."
"Why?"
"Didn't you see the sister just now? There is a big birthmark on the right cheek, big buck teeth, and a lot of pockmarks. What if I get scared by her when I go in? Sister Lulu will beat you."
"Ah...it turns out you saw her face. I thought..."
"What do you think?"
Fang Zhongyu looked downcast: "Nothing, just wait for Uncle Huang. Do you want some ice cream?"
"want!"
Zhaoting successfully took Fang Zhongyu away. The corner of my mouth twitched, Yun Zhaoting, I really appreciate your family.
When I walked into the tent, I was suddenly attracted by the atmosphere in the tent, because it was pitch dark inside. In the corridor inside the big tent, there were occasionally two green wall lamps that were shining quietly.
Very good, very hellish.
When I walked to the end, I immediately saw a man wearing a mask sitting behind a small table covered with bottles and cans. He was trembling and muttering while shaking a brass bell with both hands.
That mask looks like the one used by the shaman when he performs a horse trip, which is when a disciple sets up a hall and invites the gods to sign up.
Could it be that they are also disciples who come out to do side jobs?
I looked around carefully and didn't see any immortals here, not their disciples.
Uncle Huang was sitting opposite him, with his head hanging down, as if he was asleep.
So fast?
Hypnosis?
Just when he was about to close his eyes and take a closer look, Uncle Huang suddenly woke up and stretched out: "Oh, it took me a long time to sleep. It turns out that I was a puppy in my previous life, and I was a beautiful dog among dogs."
It’s a dog among American dogs.
Just hypnotized.
Since nothing happened, I felt relieved.
Just as he was about to turn around and walk out, the masked man behind the table suddenly picked up a sign that read: "Twenty at a time."
Uncle Huang paid the money neatly, rubbed his neck and walked out.
I followed them for a day, watching them eat delicious food and play in various entertainment facilities, and went back satisfied in the evening.
At night, I went to the construction site as usual, wanting to see Tong Tong and find out how Shen Zhaoshan dealt with the female ghost.
Surprisingly, there were cars parked outside the construction site. I knew all of these cars. They were all cars from the Nanjiang Xianmen Association.
How to deal with a female ghost when everyone is here?
I stood on the big tree opposite the entrance of the construction site and looked at the well in the north of the construction site. A group of people stared at the well head nervously with their heads sullen. There was a rope on the well head that was shaking slightly.
Someone must have gone in.
Tong Tong stood behind a group of people, nervous and worried, his face flushed.
Is this... something happened?
Soon, Zhou Cheng jumped up as wet as a monkey inside, and shouted anxiously: "No!"
"No?" Zhou Hu became visibly furious and turned to glare at Tong Tong, "Are you sure he came down here last night?"
My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that something happened to Shen Zhaoshan?
Tong Tong was startled by Zhou Hu's fierce eyes and nodded hurriedly: "Just before you guys came, he just went down..."
"How come there isn't one?!" Zhou Cheng was so excited that he was trembling all over.
Tong Tong shouted so hard that he trembled again.
Zhou Hu covered his head, squatted down, and took a few puffs of cigarette. The smiling tiger was as anxious as a bandit: "Look again to see if there is any secret passage inside!"
"There is no secret passage. I have touched a large circle! The water is as high as the thighs, and there are no female ghosts in it!"
Zhou Hu closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Look! How can a big living person just disappear after saying that he is missing! Everyone, look for him!"
Sure enough, something happened to Shen Zhaoshan!
I stood up and looked around Nanjiang City. The distance between my snake eyes was maximized, and coupled with my vampire perception, I could clearly see every corner of Nanjiang City.
There were people quarreling in the east area of the city, people falling in love in the woods in the middle area, people watching romantic movies in the north of the city, and the old people in the south of the city had already fallen asleep.
But there is no sign of Shen Zhaoshan!
My heart started to pick up a little bit, how could it be possible? Not to mention Shen Zhaoshan and Hai Dali, even my perception could allow me to find him. Whether it is life or death, there must be traces to follow!
I rushed around the city eagerly, looking around, but there was no sign of Shen Zhaoshan.
No, no, still not!
Could it be that he is no longer in Nanjiang City?
If this is the case, then he can only be taken out by others.
I stopped at the big pendulum clock in the amusement park and deepened my perception. The big clock under my feet already showed the time to 1:19 in the morning.
When the minute hand showed 20, I was suddenly pierced by a very familiar scream among the mixed sounds in my ears. The sound suddenly pulled up, and then fell down little by little.
I looked at the clock at my feet in shock. This was... the voice of Chenxi's mother, Aunt Huang!!!
Hearing the pain in the voice, something happened!!!
I anxiously rushed to Third Grandpa's house again. When we landed on the roof of Third Grandpa's building, Chaoyang and I stopped at the same time. We looked at each other, squatted down and pressed on the roof, wrapping the whole building with our senses.
The situation at Third Grandpa's house quickly appeared in my mind. When I saw that scene, I felt like something exploded in my mind.
Even though I don't need to breathe, I still feel breathless.
Because, in the second guest room on the left on the second floor of Third Grandpa's house, the lights were turned on, and Aunt Huang was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, and the bright red blood soaked her body bit by bit.
There was a big white bed, and the orange silk pajamas on her body were also in tatters.
The blood flowed more and more, and finally dripped along the sheets and onto the ground drop by drop, forming a large pool of blood.
On her neck, Uncle Huang also bit her throat.
Uncle Huang's usually playful and smiling face now has a particularly ferocious expression, like an Asura crawling out of hell. He maintains this expression, still has the posture of lying down like a dog, and his eyes are no longer alive...
Uncle Huang is dead...
Uncle Huang also bit Aunt Huang to death...
Why is this happening...
Why did this happen suddenly...
I closed my eyes, and it was 1:20 when the screams started. The dog...