Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

Yang Xiaoshu told the cause of his death.

His death was related to the two imps, but it was also related to himself.

I want to turn back the prodigal son, but I don’t have the psychological quality to accept the reality. Even if he was scared to death, he was also forced to death by himself.

During his lifetime, Yang Xiaoshu once thought of making a desperate move to break taboos and build his reputation.

But he seemed to have forgotten one thing. It was unknown whether the taboo was true, but his skills could not deceive anyone.

Even if the paper figurine he made was very good, would it be too early to turn back the old man who has been immersed in it for thousands of years?

Before he died, he wanted to ruin Lao Feng's reputation so that he could take over this business from all over the country. It can be said that he was too selfish.

Old Feng also looked at Yang Xiaoshu with great complexity. Thinking from his perspective, he was also happy that Yang Xiaoshu could turn back his prodigal son.

After all, he is a man, and as a man he has to shoulder the burden on his shoulders.

It's a pity, this is what Yang Xiaoshu's life should be. If he is honest, even if he is not famous and cannot get too much business, it will not be like this.

To make iron, you need to be hard-working. Taking shortcuts will never work.

"That's all, you're already dead, what else can I do to you? Just reincarnate when you should. If you haven't learned well in this life, be a good person in the next life!"

As Old Feng said, Yang Xiaoshu looked even more sad.

But immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and said: "That Cuihua woman has no good intentions, old Uncle Feng, I went to you that night because of my obsession. When I died, all I could think about was how to survive in the last place. People will forget about you in a short time, and then they will come to me whenever they want to tie up paper. But when I went to look for you that night, even if it was a ghost, I was still scared to death when I walked through the forest. "

"Cuihua Po and her two great-great-grandchildren are in the forest. Now the mountain road is closed at night. Anyone who walks on that road will be killed by Cuihua Po sooner or later!"

Yang Xiaoshu said excitedly, and Old Feng replied: "I have been there and seen it."

"Mr. Feng, you should go to the wooden house in the forest now. Things start there and end there."

Jiang Ye said, and Lao Feng nodded.

At first he didn't dare to click his eyes, but after listening to Jiang Ye's words, he did so and called Yang Xiaoshu.

After seeing the latter, he didn't seem so afraid when he thought about Cuihua Po again.

I left home, held up my mobile phone with a flashlight, and walked along a trail into the woods.

As Lao Feng said, the wind is strong in the mountains. As soon as you enter the forest, there is a whirring sound.

But Lao Feng walked smoothly to the rows of wooden houses. Before he reached the place, Jiang Ye smiled and said, "It seems that Cuihua Po also felt something. She is waiting now."

Listening to Jiang Ye's words, Lao Feng continued to walk forward.

Not long after, he could see a hunchbacked figure in the distance, holding a child in each hand, standing in front of the door of the wooden house.

Her head was slightly raised, and when she saw Lao Feng coming, she quickly grabbed the two children beside her.

When the person approached, Cuihua Po was about to kneel down, but Jiang Ye said: "I am not here to ask you to give me a big gift. You are an old man who is over 100 years old, and you have died in your old age. I am afraid that I have accumulated a lot of blessings in my previous life. I should tell you why I have to take you, my great-great-granddaughter, to be reincarnated after death, and why I have to break the rules of the papermaker."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find it. My family has four generations living together. If we calculate it according to today's standards, if they hadn't suffered a disaster that year, I'm afraid there would be five generations living together. When I think of them living alone in the mountains and plains, You ghost, as a great grandmother, I can’t bear it!"

Cuihua Po said the reason. Jiang Ye looked at the two half-year-old children and frowned slightly: "Then you should have thought that Yang Xiaoshu would be scared to death by you sooner or later, right?"

"Then I can't care. I have lived for more than a hundred years and lived a clear life. But I can't swallow that breath. Look at these two beautiful dolls. Why do they have to die like this? Damn it. The beasts that ate their hearts turned them into lonely ghosts who couldn't find their way to the underworld. Just thinking about them wandering around in the mountains makes my heart hurt, but I wish I could die soon. Just don’t die. Finally, I feel that I don’t have long to live, so I have to find a way to save my great-great-grandson, right?”

"But I have been cursing at the foot of the mountain for so many days, and they didn't come to wait for me. I was thinking about what to do, so I asked my grandson to spend money. This little Fengzi doesn't like to do it, and the old Yang family That bastard will definitely do it. As long as they poke out the paper man, I will find my great-great-grandson.

Although Cuihuapo was afraid when facing Jiang Ye, she still said what she said.

Even if she knew that this might kill Yang Xiaoshu or Lao Feng, she didn't care. What she cared about was that she felt sorry for her great-great-great-grandson who was a lonely ghost. As for whether other people would become lonely ghosts, she probably didn't even think about it.

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Jiang Ye's frown never relaxed, and the audience in the live broadcast room also looked at the old lady with a kind face, but felt cold in their hearts.

"Then what if Yang Xiaoshu goes crazy and goes to harm your children and grandchildren?"

"I didn't reincarnate, that's what I was afraid of. Fortunately, this bastard didn't have the guts. If he had the guts, hehe... I wouldn't mind tearing him apart, old lady. Anyway, I did this. People and gods have already been outraged by this matter, so why should we be afraid?"

This old lady is a bit cruel!

It's like relying on being dead, you can do whatever you want.

It's useless to try to reason with her right now [She is obviously in a state of obsession.

Jiang Ye thought for a while and said: "In that case, then hurry down. The people below will always let you know what is right and what is wrong. You asked your grandson to do this before you died. , which means that Yang Xiaoshu was indirectly killed by him. If you have many grandsons, I won’t say anything. If you only have that one grandson, you are shooting yourself in the foot!"

"It is not wrong at certain times for people to be punished for their own sake. But if you don't do it this way, the karma between your grandson and Yang Xiaoshu will be retribution before long. If he has any shortcomings, you can still follow him. Do you say that now?”

Jiang Ye said something coldly, Cuihua Po was stunned, and then her expression changed drastically.

"What, are you scared?"

"I...I...I didn't expect it!"

"Now that everything has happened, it can't be solved by just saying something you didn't expect. Go down, and you will know how big a mistake you, an old fool, have made!"

Jiang Ye said lightly, then waved his hand.

Just like throwing away He Yuan and Qi Fei in Jinglan Community, he didn't even listen to Cuihua Po's explanation and threw them down.

Yang Xiaoshu stared blankly, and Jiang Ye said to him calmly: "After you go down, you can report how you want to report. Whether Cuihua Po is doing something wrong or doing something helpless, you have to decide everything for yourself, go down... ....

"knew."

Yang Xiaoshu didn't dare to disobey at all. He looked back and walked deep into the forest. .