Corpse Retriever

Last night, Tan Wenbin witnessed that Hu Yiwei was pulled up.

He had experience in the upper body of evil spirits, knowing how torture this process is.

As for enjoying ... it is purely thinking too much.

Your self -awareness is all replaced, you don't know what happened at all, blessings have not enjoyed, and suffer you all.

Wake up in the morning to see Hu Yiwei's appearance, and get rid of a family planning tool that is lost after being used.

So this day, Tan Wenbin has been thinking about what to do.

Don't hurry up and think about it. Hu Yiwei can't do it. Isn't the pair of ghosts who want to tear the packaging bag tonight?

Fortunately, although he has not really eaten pork, he has really seen the pigs running.

For a while ago, Lin Shuyou's affairs, he participated in the whole process, and thought about a way of Dong Shixiao.

Just wait for the night to go to bed, when they come in and flipped from their own brands, they and him have a fish to break the net.

Unexpectedly, no need to wait at night, people tear up their faces in advance.

In this case, there is nothing to hide and do it!

When the ghost man attempted to enter his body, he went to Yin.

If Yuanzi Brother's walking yin is a loud finger, then his walking yin will become more and more about knee -jump reflection.

One of the most direct effects of the Yin Yin is: I can have the foundation of direct confrontation with the evil spirits that I can't see it.

The ghost husband came out of the coffin, put it on his back, his arms sticking to his arms, his legs sticking to his legs, and the door of the face directly against his back of his head. Hold yourself completely and make himself control it.

This comprehensive contact and fit, like you who are wearing pants in the summer, suddenly fall into the ice water mixture, and the whole body spasm is unavoidable.

But when Zeng Yinyin led Hu Yiwei upstairs, Tan Wenbin and the ghost began the competition for this body.

Ghost husband is very strong, and Tan Wenbin is still struggling although he can't catch his power.

After getting some physical control, Tan Wenbin pulled out the ban in his pocket and "slap" to stick his head.

Suddenly, the coldness of the whole body was deeper, as if the evil spirits had been connected to their own flesh, but the consciousness of the ghost husband was also suppressed.

Hey, it's really useful.

Chicken does not pee, each has its own way.

As a child, Lin Shuyou can forcibly lock the Baihe boy in this way to stop him from leaving; Tan Wenbin puts the ghost husband on his back in the same way.

Uncomfortable and uncomfortable, can at least be equivalent to suppressing a great threat.

Zeng Yinyin screamed: "My man!"

Tan Wenbin stood up from the stool he was eating. He wanted to give this woman a punch or slap, but now he really can't control his body. Falling, his head hit Zeng Yinyin.

"Bang!"

With a stuffy, Zeng Yinyin was smashed to the ground, covering her chest, which was very painful.

Tan Wenbin climbed up again. He is now equivalent to a normal person who suddenly gains more than doubled, and because of the coldness of his body, he has also disordered perception, as if he brought the drunk effect.

After getting up, the body was either shaking back and forth or swaying left and right.

Fortunately, Zeng Yinyin was just an ordinary person. After being smashed by a head hammer, he failed to get up for a while, but also gave Tan Wenbin the time to adjust the adaptation.

However, he was a bit adapted, but on the second floor, he also came to the corpse.

The emergence of the corpse brought a yin wind, and it could not squeeze a few flesh on his body, but still with a strong smell.

This dry corpse is Zeng Miao Miao.

She squatted down, pressed down the skeleton, and then "slap!" After jumping to the air, she fell behind Tan Wenbin.

A pair of bones were as sharp as a knife, and followed Tan Wenbin's neck.

"hiss!"

Tan Wenbin only felt a hot pain around his neck. His flesh had been broken, but he failed to go deep, and there was no blood from the broken flesh.

If you change to ordinary people, this time, you will open your belly with the fish, and the things in it can give you all out.

Tan Wenbin turned around and smashed Zeng Miao Miao with a punch. Zeng Miao Miao's body escaped and jumped on the table. Tan Wenbin came to punch another punch. Zeng Miao Miao escaped again.

"Bang!"

The dining table was smashed by Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin stunned for a moment, he didn't expect himself to have such great power now!

Zeng Miao Miao stood up and jumped again.

She also seemed to be afraid of Tan Wenbin's strength at this time, and once again chose the back attack.

But Tan Wenbin is a standard "Pig Group Running". Although nothing is fine, he can also imitate a few "pig humming".

Tan Wenbin, who had eaten a loss, leaned forward, his waist was straight, and his legs were raised. It was a bit like a fancy kick -style action. At the same time, it was also a move for flexible death.

Most of the deaths are generally not high -minded, and they are not even as good as the beasts. Some of the deaths known for flexibility Once they find that the front is limited, they often choose to sneak around your back.

In the book, Wei Zhengdao gave them through.

Zeng Miao Miao, who was about to fall behind, hit Tan Wenbin's feet directly.

Her small bone shelf was wrapped in a little skin, and she couldn't talk about the thick skin and thick flesh. She was immediately kicked out and hit the beam of the room and fell quickly.

However, it is small and powerful. When it landed, it turned over quickly like a spider, landing on all fours, with its small head still raised high, and its squinting eyes kept flashing.

The next moment, Zeng Miaomiao began to move horizontally quickly, and Tan Wenbin kept watching her turn her body.

Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao pulled back against the trend, as if avoiding Tan Wenbin's attention by inertia, and then flew forward, with his arms like two sharp pliers, stabbing at Tan Wenbin's abdomen.

After losing the target, Tan Wenbin fell on his back, then grabbed with both hands and kicked with his legs.

His legs kicked in vain, but his left hand really grabbed something, and then he turned sideways fiercely and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Pah!" "Pah!" "Pah!"

Like a washing machine, it kept rolling and smashing.

Although the posture was not good-looking, it was full of energy, and Tan Wenbin finally experienced the joy of Runsheng.

The same moves, used by people with different strength bases, had completely different effects.

"Crack!"

Zeng Miaomiao's arm broke, and the remaining part flew out and hit the wall. When it fell, the body cracked and the joints were twisted.

Tan Wenbin got up from the ground and looked at the arm in his hand. It was like a dead stick. Just when he wanted to swing it as a weapon, the arm turned into dust and fell off.

Tan Wenbin opened his mouth and exhaled a breath, and white mist came out. In the past, he exhaled hot air in the winter, but now he exhaled cold air in the summer.

The wound on the back of his neck also gradually turned from white skin to purple.

Just then, the voice of Grandma Zeng came from the second floor:

"Who are you?"

Tan Wenbin raised his head and answered without hesitation:

"The 108th generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain!"

There was no response from the second floor.

Tan Wenbin knew that he could not delay time, so he simply picked up a bench and prepared to continue to deal with the mutilated corpse.

Who knew that Zeng Miaomiao did not dare to move forward again and began to avoid around the house.

After chasing for a while, Tan Wenbin knew that he couldn't keep wasting time like this. When he passed Zeng Yinyin, he threw a bench at Zeng Yinyin who had just climbed up.

The bench broke, and Zeng Yinyin fell down again with blood all over her head.

Then, Tan Wenbin stopped playing the cat and mouse game, and went out of the kitchen to the hall. He didn't rush to the second floor, but ran to his sleeping room. There was no other reason, because his backpack was still there.

While running, there was a small sound from the roof. Tan Wenbin looked up and found that the second mummy was crawling on his head with one hand, and holding a cane in the other hand.

Ignoring her and continuing to run, Tan Wenbin jumped into the room, flipped sideways, and came to the backpack.

Just at this time, Grandma Zeng also caught up, fell down, and smashed the cane in her hand straight at Tan Wenbin's face.

"Bang!"

Tan Wenbin pulled out the Yellow River shovel, stretched it, and blocked the blow with the shovel body.

Grandma Zeng was blown away and landed on the cabinet.

Tan Wenbin staggered, his facial expression distorted, and he felt that his strength was gradually leaving him.

He tore off the blackened seal on his forehead without hesitation and replaced it with two new ones, one on his forehead and one on his chest.

"Buzz!"

The ghost husband, who was about to break away, stuck to Binbin again.

Looking down, Tan Wenbin found that the veins under the skin of his arms were exposed, and his face also had dense bulges.

After all, he was not a medium, and he did not use medium. He just relied on means to achieve the effect and forcibly bound himself to an evil spirit.

Lin Shuyou would be injured every time he was medium, but that was just pure injury, but Tan Wenbin was not. If he continued, his body might mutate and gradually develop into a half-human and half-corpse direction, which was still a good direction.

There was a high probability that his body would be completely useless after playing with it, and he would die immediately after a serious illness.

Li Zhuiyuan originally kept a high-heeled shoe guard in his dormitory, but that was just a formality that did not meet the high standards of the righteous people.

But what Tan Wenbin is doing now is the real evil way. No, I am afraid that even those who follow the evil way will have to admire and praise: Brother, you are so cruel to yourself!

"Hiss, woo!"

Tan Wenbin opened his mouth and made a suppressed sound in his throat. This was not intentional, but an instinctive reaction of being affected.

Then, he took out the homecoming net from his bag and planned to close the net to solve it.

But just as he habitually put his fingers into his pocket to press the ink, he felt his fingertips getting hot and a severe burning sensation came.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Tan Wenbin was so painful that he quickly pulled his hand out and wiped his fingers desperately on the mosquito net next to him.

Oh no, I have become an evil spirit!

And it is an evil spirit that carries the essence of a black dog.

Grandma Zeng rushed over again with a cane in her hand, and Tan Wenbin used the Yellow River shovel to cut back.

This kind of mummy is only agile, but in terms of real strength, it is no match for Tan Wenbin, who is now possessed by a ghost husband. In addition, Tan Wenbin has a set of moves in his mind, and he has a Yellow River shovel in his hand to match it. He quickly slapped Grandma Zeng out of the room with a shovel.

Tan Wenbin took advantage of the situation to chase her and came to the hall. Zeng Miaomiao, who had one arm, also rushed out to stop her, but was slapped out by Tan Wenbin with a shovel.

At this time, another voice came from the second floor:

"Corpse collector?"

There was no way, the Yellow River shovel was the standard equipment for corpse collectors.

Tan Wenbin didn't talk to the other party at all, and chased and slapped with a shovel.

The two mummies could only be chased by him, and from time to time they were hit by a shovel, and more and more dense cracks appeared on their bodies.

This feeling is really refreshing!

Tan Wenbin really didn't expect that he would be able to be so independent one day!

As for the consequences, who has time to consider the consequences when he is having fun.

But the other party seemed to have noticed his shortcomings and began to pull with him, wasting his time.

This made Tan Wenbin very annoyed. He had a lot of tools in his backpack that could be used, but the problem was that most of these tools had to be temporarily consecrated with black dog blood.

After chasing for a while, Tan Wenbin knew that it was not going to work. If he continued to waste time, he would not take advantage, so he had to run away.

He couldn't run away before because he had to stay in Zeng's house to push clues. Even if he knew that there was something wrong with this family, he had to pretend and not take the initiative to tear the atmosphere.

But since the other party had already turned the table over, the constraints of Xiaoyuan's plan and instructions were lifted, and his freedom was directly maximized.

Tan Wenbin wanted to run out, but as soon as he arrived at the door, the door closed quickly.

Holding a shovel, he pretended to smash the door, but in fact, he was gathering strength again, waiting for them to come up and stop him.

Two wind sounds came from behind him, the one on the left was faster, and the one on the right was slower.

Tan Wenbin turned to the right, completely ignoring the crutches that Zeng's grandmother came over from the left and hit him, but raised the shovel with both hands and hit Zeng Miaomiao, whose arm was already broken, with all his strength!

"Pah!"

Zeng Miaomiao raised her one arm to resist, but her body had already been broken in many places, and her one arm was also broken at this time, and the shovel, which was not much less powerful, hit her head.

With a crisp sound, the head exploded like a walnut kernel.

The mummy fell down completely and stopped rolling.

It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers.

Brother Yuan Zi once said that most of the wisdom of evil spirits generally belongs to the stage of "how cunning beasts are".

This is why Wei Zhengdao emphasized in his book that the death of the Xuanmen people is the most difficult to deal with. Not only will this kind of death retain some of the means used in life, but more importantly, it may also understand your routine.

Grandma Zeng's second crutch hit Tan Wenbin's body again.

Tan Wenbin didn't feel much pain. After raising the shovel to slap it back, he felt a sense of emptiness and strength. His body involuntarily retreated continuously, and then he leaned on the ground with the shovel, lowered his head, and opened his mouth:

"Ugh!"

What he vomited out was not the warm rice he had just eaten, but all black water.

Zeng Yinyin didn't poison herself because she was still thinking about using her body to have better fun with her husband.

The reason why he vomited these things means that Tan Wenbin's body is undergoing further transformation.

But just when he was vomiting, Tan Wenbin keenly noticed that Grandma Zeng was not moving, and did not take the opportunity to attack, and there was actually a scream from the second floor.

The first half of the scream was the voice of a young woman, and the second half was the hoarseness of an old woman.

This was a shock, and Zeng Miaomiao and Zeng's grandmother's voices were mixed and disordered.

What's wrong, can you still feel sympathy for me in this state?

Tan Wenbin looked down and found that his shovel was standing on the wellhead that was welded shut by iron sheets.

Oh, it turns out that I was wrong!

Tan Wenbin was in the yard in the afternoon, drinking tea and smoking in front of the well and observing it for a long time.

The conclusion is that there is definitely a big problem with this well, and maybe there is some kind of dirty thing hidden in it.

Facts have proved that he does have some level, but it's really not much.

He can't understand the formation, and he has to recite the "multiplication formula" every time he enters the formation, but is this a matter of the formation? He is simply a pig brain.

How can a room full of dirty things still be dirty when it can be sealed?

Especially the other party's current reaction really proves the saying that what the enemy opposes is what you should do.

Without further hesitation, Tan Wenbin raised the shovel while he still had strength in his body and smashed it down on the iron cover.

The force of the recoil made Tan Wenbin roll his eyes, but fortunately, the result really came out.

The iron sheet was broken, and when Tan Wenbin lifted the shovel, he also lifted it up, exposing the well mouth completely.

On the inside of the iron cover, there was a large dead fish skin attached.

Tan Wenbin did not go up to the second floor to see the big fish with only half of its face left, otherwise he would have guessed that the well was sealed by the big fish consuming half of itself.

The well mouth was opened, and a cool breath filled the room.

Tan Wenbin felt a strong burning pain, as if countless steel needles were desperately stabbing him.

With a "clang", the shovel slipped from his hand, and he knelt down at the well mouth, wailing.

The same was true for Grandma Zeng, and the cracks in her bones released white light, as if they were about to crack.

The big fish on the second floor was thrashing in pain.

The small fish that were originally attached to Hu Yiwei and sucked his blood, one by one, broke away from his body, turned over, exposed their white bellies, and died one after another.

Most old houses, even those of ordinary people, pay attention to Feng Shui layout when they are built. Rich families or those who know the business are more particular about this.

The Zeng family, not only hid the dead at home, but also placed an offering table on the second floor, proving that the family still has something in their hands until now, at least to the generation of Grandma Zeng.

This is also the reason why the Zeng family can still eat a warm meal now.

Unlike the Zheng family, it was completely cold early.

As for the Xue family, there was actually nothing left. Li Zhuiyuan could even use the "immortal" method to induce Xue's father to celebrate his birthday in advance, and when the real ancestor appeared in a dream, Xue's father's first reaction was disbelief.

Li Zhuiyuan's lack of perspective led to the lack of information. If he could fully grasp these, he would have to re-examine and analyze the uniqueness of the Xue family. After all, the Xue family can still eat hot dishes now.

"Ahhh..."

A large area of ​​burn marks appeared on Tan Wenbin's skin.

The protective formation of the Zeng family's old house gradually resumed operation, and the effect of suppressing evil things gradually emerged.

Tan Wenbin tore off the two sealing talismans on his body. Previously, he tied people up and prevented them from leaving. Now Tan Wenbin just wanted them to get out of here quickly.

But the ghost husband did not leave, and took the initiative to stick to Tan Wenbin.

He was not a Yin God, nor was he the head of an official general. As an evil spirit in the countryside, he was forced to continue twice by Tan Wenbin before, and he was also exhausted.

Not to mention that the formation in the house was activated again, which was very harmful to him. Even without this formation, the ghost husband had no ability to continue to harm Tan Wenbin.

All he could do was to die with Tan Wenbin.

However, he still underestimated the richness of Tan Wenbin's methods.

Tan Wenbin followed Brother Yuan Zi, and he was really not uncommon in this world.

He gritted his teeth, took out a talisman to break the evil spirit, and pasted it on himself.

The moment he pasted it, Tan Wenbin trembled and vomited a lot of blood, and behind him, a black shadow emerged in a nearly realistic way, and then ignited a flame.

At this time, the extremely weak ghost husband was simply unable to resist the power of the talisman.

"Ah..."

Without the entanglement of the ghost husband, although Tan Wenbin was still very uncomfortable, at least he was no longer specifically targeted by the formation.

At this moment, he saw that Grandma Zeng, whose skin had been burned, actually leaned on a cane and began to walk towards the kitchen.

Tan Wenbin didn't know what she was going to do, but he knew he had to stop her from doing it.

Holding the Yellow River shovel again, he stood up and chased after Grandma Zeng.

A very urgent voice came from the second floor:

"Corpse collector, which dock are you sitting at?"

Tan Wenbin ignored him and continued to move forward.

"Corpse collector, leave now. I have a generous gift for you, the secret book of inheritance. Don't you want it?"

Tan Wenbin was covered in wounds, but he wanted to laugh when he heard this.

Would he lack secret books?

All the books that Brother Yuanzi had read were read by him at will, and he also saw from Lin Shuyou how well he ate.

He really didn't lack secret books, but the brain to read them.

"Corpse collector, you make a condition, right..." The other party stopped talking and said again, "Whatever you want, I can satisfy you."

"You fucking think you are Aladdin's magic lamp!"

The fish on the second floor began to spit out bloody bubbles from its mouth, and its single fish eye gradually turned gray, and its body slowly showed a fluffy feeling of being cooked.

It had finally entered the Zeng family, and it was a battle of wits and courage with the grandmother of the Zeng family. In the end, it relied on bewitching Zeng Yinyin, and asked her to help her deceased husband return to the soul as a condition to make her its own insider, which broke the Zeng family.

But it also paid a huge price for this, and Zeng Yinyin's ghost husband also sincerely protected her, forcing it to choose to slowly accumulate strength before it could attack Zeng Yinyin.

At this time, the formation was opened again, and it was in the house again, and it really had no ability to continue to seal, and it was even difficult to resist.

Now it has only one thought in its mind, that is, to kill Zeng Yinyin and complete its mission. The Zeng family must die!

In fact, it had a chance to let the corpse kill Zeng Yinyin while the ghost husband was attached to the corpse fisherman, but it didn't do it because if it did, the ghost husband would go crazy and help it to take revenge.

Although it is a fish, it also has its own ambitions as long as conditions permit.

Grandma Zeng came to Zeng Yinyin with great difficulty. Zeng Yinyin was knocked unconscious by Tan Wenbin's bench. Although her head was bleeding, her chest was still heaving.

Grandma Zeng raised her walking stick and aimed the tip at Zeng Yinyin's chest.

"Pop!"

The Yellow River shovel appeared in time and hit Grandma Zeng's head. It was not very strong, but who said she was very fragile now. After her head turned into powder, her body also turned into dust.

Tan Wenbin looked at Zeng Yinyin lying on the ground.

A weak voice came from the second floor:

"If there is still one person left in my Zeng family in the future, I will avenge today's revenge!"

Tan Wenbin turned around and cursed upwards:

"Do you fucking think I'm a retard?"

Tan Wenbin first took a rope and tied Zeng Yinyin's hands and feet, then tore off her clothes and bandaged her broken head to prevent her from dying from excessive blood loss.

After doing all this, Tan Wenbin stood up with difficulty, leaned on the Yellow River shovel, and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door on the second floor, a strong smell of sesame oil hit me in the face.

"Ugh..."

Tan Wenbin vomited and vomited black water again.

Why does this smell like the cooking that Yin Meng did during special training a while ago.

Tan Wenbin didn't rush in, but kept the door open while reaching the window over there with a shovel and picking it open.

Then he silently lifted up the corner of his blood-stained clothes and covered his mouth and nose.

After waiting for a while, the smell dissipated and faded.

Tan Wenbin stood up and walked inside.

He saw Hu Yiwei lying on the ground with small wounds all over his body and a pile of small fish next to him.

Not to mention, the wounds from the fish's lips looked like dense lipstick marks.

Tan Wenbin looked down and checked. He was still breathing, not dead, and his eyes were wide open, and he was still conscious.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Hu Yiwei moved his fingers. The paralysis effect on his body was gradually fading. It would probably take no time for him to recover.

"Just think of it as a nightmare. It will be fine after a good sleep. Forget it if you can. You have already made a profit."

According to Brother Yuanzi's thinking process, you have to die here, and then Fan Shulin will find me.

Tan Wenbin looked at the dead fish on the ground. This guy now looks like it has just been steamed and served, except for some green onions, ginger and garlic.

Taking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin fiddled with it. It was obviously dead, but Tan Wenbin also thoughtfully gave it a bone and flesh separation.

After doing all this, Tan Wenbin's breath dissipated, and the whole person gradually lost strength. He wanted to go down the stairs, but because his legs were weak, he rolled down directly.

After rolling to the bottom, Tan Wenbin lay there, holding the shovel next to him, but he couldn't stand up.

At this time, a voice came from outside the house:

"Hahaha, let's eat! Hahaha, let's eat!"

Tan Wenbin glanced at the surrounding environment, rolled his eyes, and cursed:

"How dare you...steal my words."

"Squeak!"

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside. The fish was dead, and the sealing effect of the door naturally disappeared.

The fool jumped in and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Seeing this, Tan Wenbin gritted his teeth and wanted to lift the shovel, but he could only move the shovel to his chest.

Now he is wary of everyone.

But the problem is that he really has no strength to fight now.

The fool entered the house, walked in front of Tan Wenbin, bent down with a smile, put his face close, and looked at Tan Wenbin carefully while poking him everywhere with his hands.

"You..."

Tan Wenbin squeezed out the last bit of strength, raised the shovel a little higher, then turned it sideways, touched the fool's face, and then fell down.

The strength of this attack was no different from tickling.

But Tan Wenbin felt that he had resisted after all, and maintained his last dignity before dying.

The fool said:

"A monster in human skin, a monster in human skin..."

Tan Wenbin's eyes changed, and his first reaction was:

"Brother Xiaoyuan?"

The fool continued: "I am a corpse retriever, I am a corpse retriever..."

"Did Brother Xiaoyuan ask you to come?"

Tan Wenbin was relieved that he was not picked up by the corpse, and this was his own people.

"Take me to Zhengmen Village and retrieve that thing! Take me to Zhengmen Village and retrieve that thing!"

"Okay, you take me there..."

The fool bent down and carried Tan Wenbin on his back. He was stupid, but strong.

Just as he was about to go out, Tan Wenbin on his back reminded him: "Shovel..."

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The fool picked up the Yellow River shovel and was about to go out again when he heard another voice on his back:

"The mountaineering bag in the room, bag..."

The fool followed the instructions, walked into the room, and picked up the mountaineering bag.

This time, the fool thought he could go, but just as he walked to the door, he heard another voice on his back:

"The woman in the kitchen... take her away together..."

After saying this, Tan Wenbin fainted.

He didn't know what the woman was specifically used for, but he believed that Brother Xiaoyuan should know.

Late at night,

A fool, carrying a person on his back, holding a bag in his left hand, and dragging a woman in his right hand, walked in the alley.

...

"Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, help me open the bags, all pour them on the ground."

"Oh, okay."

Zheng Jiayi opened the bags of snacks bought from the canteen one by one and scattered them on the ground.

Yin Meng also piled the food she bought from her neighbors there.

This is the corner of the town, it is relatively remote and there are not many people. If others see it, they will probably point at her nose and scold her: You will be struck by lightning for wasting food like this!

After the food was spread out, Yin Meng took Zheng Jiayi to sit next to her and waited quietly.

But she waited and waited, but she didn't wait for the one she was waiting for.

Yin Meng couldn't help but wonder if all the rats in this town had been eaten up?

Last night, she hung on the beam and listened to the gnawing sounds coming from the two houses.

In one night, this family of three had to consume two bags of fertilizer for rats. No matter how fertile the rats were, they probably couldn't stand such eating.

No wonder the Zheng family had to go into the mountains to catch rats.

"Alas."

Yin Meng stroked her forehead and sighed.

She didn't sleep all night last night because the second half of the night was even crazier than the night before.

Three pairs of eyes kept looking for all possible gaps in every corner of the house and peeking into the room.

It was useless to shine a flashlight on them. At first, they knew to avoid them, but later, they just wanted to stop pretending. They looked at you with the flashlight and deliberately rolled their eyes.

Yin Meng wanted them to start first, so that she would have a reason to tear up this false atmosphere and fight back.

But when it was dawn, the family of three retreated and did not rush in to attack.

But judging from the changes in the process, they were definitely going to rush in tonight.

"Hahaha, let's have a feast! Hahaha, let's have a feast!"

At this time, a fool with disheveled hair and a torn cotton coat ran out and ran directly to the food on the ground, picked it up and put it in his mouth.

"Hey..." Zheng Jiayi wanted to speak out to stop them.

Yin Meng picked up the remaining snacks in the bag, walked over, and handed it to the fool.

"Dirty on the ground."

The fool looked at the bag in the bag, looked at the ground so much, shook his head, and continued to bow his head to eat the ground.

"Eat this!"

Yin Meng opened the packaging bag and handed it to the fool.

"You eat this first!"

Yin Meng aggravated the volume, scared the fool, and had to raise his head to pick up the bag and eat it.

Zheng Jiayi whispered: "Mengmeng, do you know him?"

Yin Meng asked: "Shouldn't I ask you this?"

Zheng Jiayi waved his hand: "I don't come back much."

"That is the village, almost every village, there are such people."

In the past, because parents did not pay attention to and insufficient medical conditions, people with broken brains were common in the village.

With their age, their family or old or old, they gradually lost people who took care of them. Many such people were abandoned and wandered early.

The villagers are a name with good wishes. Although there must be a different talent in it, the boundaries of geniuses and fools are not clear, but most of them are really just fools.

The title of the applied to them, and the various functions of myths is a tacit understanding that they bind them with the village.

From another perspective, there are villagers in the village, and they can live healthy. It proves that the basic living standard of the village has reached a certain degree. At the same time, the folk customs must be simple, which is in line with the simple wishes of the villagers' views on a better life.

At first Yin Meng didn't feel that she had encountered "treasure", but when a fool ate it, there was a sound of "叽" nearby, and more and more mice did not know where to come out and start eating. When the food on the ground, Yin Meng looked at the fool's gaze and changed.

It seems that I really encountered a "guardian of the village."

The mouse was attracted, and Yin Meng was about to start working.

"Jiayi, open the bag."

"Okay." Zheng Jiayi opened the fertilizer bag in his hand.

"Don't shake your hands, endure it."

"good!"

Yin Meng pulled out the leather whip and pulled it again after throwing, and a mouse was rolled up by the leather whip and was thrown into the fertilizer bag.

One, two, three, four ...

Zheng Jiayi had already closed her eyes, her hands were trembling, but she still supported the heavier fertilizer bag.

"alright."

Zheng Jiayi heard her words, opened her eyes, and looked down to see a bunch of mice who were climbing on her companions in the bag, but felt that the stomach began to twitch.

Yin Meng took the bag over, tied the rope, and carried the bag on his shoulders.

"Go."

"Okay, Meng Meng." Zheng Jiayi imagined that she was close to Yin Meng before, but looking at the bulging bag, she still opened a little distance.

When passing by the fool, Yin Meng stopped and looked at him again, saying:

"Thank you."

The fool seemed to have not heard it, and continued to eat what he had in his hands.

Yin Meng did not go home directly, but stopped in front of a private house and took out the money. He hoped that the other party could borrow the kitchen and some ingredients to let himself stir -fry a dish and take it away.

The master's family was very polite, and bluntly let Yin Meng stay to have dinner together and not collect money.

Yin Meng rejected the invitation and insisted on paying. The master's house was still unwilling to accept it. After she helped Yin Meng get a fire, she brought out the lard tank, and pointed to the condiments in the case and the dishes in the cabinet. Meng casually.

Yin Meng really made it casually, and picked all the smoky bacon on the beam, and did not wash it, cut it directly, and poured it into the pot.

The master's face finally changed.

Yin Meng took out the money again and asked if it was enough.

This time, the master's face accepted, and he kept saying "enough, more."

This time, as soon as the special training ended, she and Runsheng came out and followed Xiaoyuan to walk the river. In the original situation, after the special training, they would return to the school store to help.

She and Runsheng are both people who have spent money and grind their hands, and make money themselves can give them happiness.

Zheng Jiayi put the mouse bag next to him, and then went to the back to help burn the stove, and said with a smile:

"Every time I go back to my hometown, I like to burn this stove, so interesting."

Yin Meng stir -fry and said, "When you need to cook on the stove every day, you will not feel interesting."

After entering the city, she still likes the gas stove. Unfortunately, Runsheng is not allowed to enter the small kitchen in the basement of the store. When the two people eat supper at night, they are also done by Runsheng. No.

Even her master, also the aunt Liu, also praised her after trying her dishes: "Meng Meng, you are really a good life suitable for young grandma."

Another sentence was added:

"If I have a cooking skills like you, the old lady is afraid that I can't bear to let me cook, I am afraid that my face will be dirty and dirty."

In fact, there are no half sentences, that is:

"I'm more afraid of her life."

Yin Meng stir -fry, go to cut the vegetables, pour it into the pot, then fry, and then stir -fry the seasonings when you feel suitable. In the end, she came with a thickening.

"Okay, don't burn it anymore."

Zheng Jiayi heard the words, and immediately got up and came to the stove pot. In the face of this pot, it was extremely poor and more rich than the rainbow color.

Praise:

"Wow, so fragrant, Mengmeng is so amazing!"

The corner of Yin Meng's mouth gently lifted.

This is the first time. When she cooks, someone praises her cooking skills.

"I'll taste a bite first."

Zheng Jiayi picked up chopsticks and wanted to try it.

The pot was burned and burned vigorously. No matter the dish is strange, the ingredients are always cooked.

"Pap!"

Zheng Jiayi's chopsticks were patted by Yin Meng.

"Don't eat, live well and continue to praise me."

Yin Meng enjoys the feeling of cooking, but she is so crazy that she really feels that she makes dishes, which is suitable for themselves.

The bowl is not strong enough, Yin Meng intends to buy a spoon with the host's home and buy a small tank.

The master's hometown refused to collect money, saying that it was all worthless stuff. It was used to use it. In the past two days, she went to the old Zheng family to pick it up.

Yin Meng put her own dishes into the tank, and then left a sum of money to leave.

Back to Lao Zheng's house, put the cylinder and fertilizer bags on the bottom of the bed.

At dusk.

Yin Meng stood at the window of the staircase on the second floor and looked at the three families of Zheng family and went home one by one.

Everyone is carrying a fertilizer bag on their shoulders, but it is obviously much smaller.

At night, Zheng Jiayi, who should have been sleeping, sat on the chair in front of the dressing table and dared not go to bed.

"Go to bed and sleep."

"Meng Meng, I'm not sleepy."

"obedient."

"Oh, okay."

Zheng Jiayi got on the bed, holding her knees with both hands, and thought of a large kangaroo mouse under the bed, she couldn't lie down.

"Mengmeng, don't you come up to sleep?"

"I'll wait for a while."

Yin Meng stood at the door.

It's late at night.

The sound of eating came from outside again, the old Zheng family, the meal was opened.

It's just that this time, the sound duration is not long.

Yin Meng walked back to the bed and sat down.

She didn't pretend to sleep, but even so, there was a eye between the gaps between the beams and the gaps in the upper room, and the eyes appeared on the wall. The round hole at the floor under her feet also turned the eyeball.

The family of three, like a gecko, or stickers or chopping, do everything possible to peep in.

And this time, they were hungry, no longer satisfied, and began to bite with their teeth, and used their hands to try to make the gaps that peeketed.

"Meng Meng, what is this sound?"

"Don't you care."

Soon, they no longer satisfied this method, but became more direct.

"Jiayi, good, open a door, my aunt wants to tell you some words."

"Jiayi, open the door, uncle wants you to bring you a few words to your dad."

"Sister Jiayi, do you remember that when we went home to the grave when we were young, did the two of us play together?"

Zheng Jiayi didn't open the door, and she felt wrong this time.

"Meng Meng, my uncle's family, what's wrong with this?"

"Don't you hear it."

"They, will they be fine?"

"fine."

"Huh ..." Zheng Jiayi heard his words and relieved.

"They have long been dead."

Zheng Jiayi: "..."

"If you don't want your parents to become like this, help me pull the tank out of the bottom of the bed."

"good!"

Zheng Jiayi got out of bed, worked hard with both hands, and pulled out the cylinder.

Yin Meng unbuttoned the fertilizer bag, took the spoon to put the dishes made in the tank, and scooped into the bag with a large spoon and a spoon.

The mice in the bag were very happy.

Finally, the vegetables in a tank were scooped in, and the pushing door over there became a smashing door.

The tables and chairs that arrive at the door are about to hold on.

"Go to bed."

"good."

Zheng Jiayi returned to bed obediently.

"Bang!"

The door of the room was pushed open, and there was only one strong standing at the door.

Zheng Jiayi will protect the quilt in front of him: "Big Brother ... You ..."

"Sister Jiayi, why didn't you open the door just now?"

After Zheng Daqiang finished speaking, he turned around. Behind him, he was actually his mother:

"Jiayi, you are not good, let my aunt knock for so long."

Zheng Daqiang turned his body back, reached out, tore off the skin on his face, revealing the uncle's face:

"Jiayi, you let the uncle wait for a long time."

Yin Meng had long noticed that the family of three was strange. No wonder they just appeared alone, never right, and no family portrait.

Because they can only keep one person like a living person, the other two are like leather clothes.

Therefore, when they spoke in the house, they were all sticking to the door. When they ate mice, they were also sticking to the door, because at that time they were like a dress, and they were hung behind the door.

Looking at Zheng Daqiang's movements, this is the physical sensation.

Yin Meng relieved his breath, which means that he does not have to continue his hands and can move freely.

She raised her feet and kicked the fertilizer bag.

Suddenly, the mice who had just ate the meal came out all the time, climbing around the floor.

Zheng Jiayi didn't call this time because she had just seen a more terrible picture. In comparison, mice were no longer a matter.

The two people in front of the uncle were separated from him. Like two paper people, he grabbed the mouse on the ground and put it in his mouth.

Uncle kneeled on the ground, surrounded him with both arms, put his mouse in front of himself, and buried his entire face and began to eat.

If you look closely, you can find that the eyes of these mice have changed color, and some belly positions or tails, and spotted patterns appear.

They ate happily, enjoying the delicious food, and occasionally looked up at the two people on the bed, as if silently saying, when they finish their meal, it will be your turn.

Yin Meng was waiting quietly. For the first time, she was full of expectations for her cooking skills.

"Ah!"

At this time, Zheng Daqiang couldn't stand it anymore. His thin body began to twist and twist more and more, and even began to knot.

His mother was the same, her body was twisted into a twist.

But even at this point, they still continued to twist with force. In the end, only the sound of skin breaking was heard, and the two people exploded like broken balloons, turning into a lot of fragments.

The uncle was stunned. He was covered in his wife and son.

At this time, he also began to react. His body twitched, and his mouth was stretched out with an extremely exaggerated amplitude. As if it was not enough, he stretched out his hand to grab his upper and lower mouth and began to exert force.

"Shh..."

Like peeling a pomegranate, he opened his mouth completely.

"Plop..."

A big fish jumped out, with a rat tail still in its mouth.

Yin Meng picked up the shovel and wanted to chop it.

The big fish kept blinking, as if it was begging her to help end its pain, and even shed fish tears.

Yin Meng put away the shovel, took out a talisman, and stuffed it into the fish's mouth.

The big fish stopped trembling, but its body continued to swell.

Seeing this, Yin Meng pulled the dressing table over, and then pulled Zheng Jiayi to her side, and the two hid behind the dressing table.

"Bang!"

A burst of sound came, and the walls, floors, and the dressing table in front of her, all the places where the pus splashed, showed varying degrees of corrosion.

Yin Meng breathed a sigh of relief, while Zheng Jiayi was a little absent-minded.

At this time, the voice of a fool came from the yard:

"Hahaha, let's have a feast! Hahaha, let's have a feast!"

Yin Meng pulled Zheng Jiayi to the next room, and when she opened the door, she saw a fish hook hanging behind the door panel.

She opened the window and looked at the idiot downstairs.

The idiot jumped and shouted:

"A monster in human skin! A monster in human skin!"

Yin Meng frowned: Is he dead?

"I'm a corpse collector! I'm a corpse collector!"

Yin Meng heard this and immediately asked: "Did Brother Xiaoyuan ask you to come?"

"Take me to Zhengmen Village and fish it out! Take me to Zhengmen Village and fish it out!"

"Okay, I'll go with you now!"

Yin Meng picked up her backpack and went downstairs. When she walked to the yard, Zheng Jiayi chased her out: "Mengmeng, where are you going? I'll go with you. Can you let me follow you?"

"Jiayi, your parents are fine now, you can go home now."

"No, I don't dare to be here alone, I don't dare to go back alone, can you let me go with you, Mengmeng, please!"

She was really scared just now, and the only person she could rely on was Yin Meng.

"I can't take you away, Brother Xiaoyuan will be angry."

She knew that she couldn't be soft-hearted. She could take care of her before, but now that she was fine, she couldn't take a "burden" to see Xiaoyuan.

"Mengmeng, I beg you, let me go with you."

Faced with Zheng Jiayi's pleading, Yin Meng was also embarrassed, but then she thought, it would be the same if she went back when she saw Brother Xiaoyuan, the worst that could happen was that she would be glared at by Brother Xiaoyuan.

Finally, Yin Meng could only nod helplessly: "Okay, you follow first."

"Yin Meng, you are so nice, thank you!"

Late at night,

The fool walked in front singing and dancing, and behind him, two young girls followed silently.

……

"Is Uncle Xue okay?"

Li Zhuiyuan was mixing a new red ink, using the blood that had just been taken from Father Xue.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, it's okay, you'll be fine after a good sleep, I was very gentle."

"Yes."

Li Zhuiyuan made the red ink and put it in his bag. Before leaving, he went to Xue's father's room to check and confirmed that what Runsheng said was right, Xue's father was sleeping soundly.

The wound on his palm was also carefully bandaged.

Li Zhuiyuan put his hand on Runsheng's shoulder, and Runsheng carried him on his back. The two of them went to the roof and then jumped out of the courtyard wall from the roof without alarming Xue's mother and the relatives and neighbors downstairs.

However, he left a letter saying that he had a sudden inspiration and was going to sketch, thanking the hospitality and not to worry.

As soon as he landed outside the house, the fool ran over happily while eating candy and holding up three fingers in both hands, waving at Li Zhuiyuan and laughing:

"I am a corpse retriever! I am a corpse retriever!"

Li Zhuiyuan said: "You are a village guard."

"I am a village guard, I am a village guard!"

"This town is lucky to have you."

The fool walked forward with a smile, and Li Zhuiyuan followed behind.

Runsheng came forward and asked: "Xiaoyuan, what about Binbin and Mengmeng?"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the three fingers that the fool was still holding up:

"He is leading the way for all of us."

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