I Like Weird the Most

Along the way.

It was originally set off at ten o'clock at night, but it was delayed because of the troubles of those people sent by the corpse man.

It is already an hour later to start after dealing with the problems of the four ghost devices.

I looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock at night.

on the way.

I don't know if it's because Chen Tiankui experienced that spiritual illusion. He had forgotten a lot of things when he was a child, but now he suddenly remembered them all, which made him have some aftertaste.

It's just that those things are not pleasant things, and he would feel very depressed when he thinks about it alone, so he keeps nagging on and on.

Three people and one dog walked, while Chen Tiankui talked blah blah blah blah.

"You judge me, is there anyone who is like this? I fought with someone that time, and my leg was broken. He didn't say anything, and even went to apologize to others!

I am his son, I was the one whose leg was broken!

Later, it was my old sister who helped me find it again! "

"Well, yes, yes."

Li Ziru nodded perfunctorily, and said: "When we have time, let's go back together. I will have a drink or two with uncle, and let's talk about it by the way."

"Okay!" Chen Tiankui nodded, "Then it's up to you, brother! Remember to criticize him severely at that time, this old guy is really going too far with age!"

"Oh, that's right!" Chen Tiankui suddenly said again: "During that illusion, I remembered one more thing, and it was too much..."

Chen Tiankui's chatterbox was completely opened up, he talked endlessly, in short, he was complaining.

Although there was really nothing to do along the way, it was normal to chat, but Chen Tiankui talked a little too much.

He Wenzhi was also a little speechless. He didn't expect that this senior Chen was still a chatterbox, and he hadn't found out that he had this attribute before.

At this moment, maybe he felt that Chen Tiankui was really annoying.

Li Ziru patted him on the shoulder, told him to stop talking, and then looked at He Wenzhi.

"My friend, the matter I asked you for last time... was about that Daoist Wang Yougen..."

"I asked." He Wenzhi said, "He said his grandfather was called Wang Jincai, and he was really good at inscriptions, talismans, etc..."

Wang Daochang's lineage has been passed down from generation to generation as Taoists.

They are also good at many things, including inscriptions, talismans, Taoism, and making some useful props and so on.

Wang Daochang's grandfather, Wang Jincai, was very good at carving talismans and inscriptions back then.

It's just that the aura hadn't recovered at that time, so those things were very troublesome to make and consumed a lot.

Generally speaking, there is no aura between heaven and earth. If you want to make something with strange effects, all you need is your own energy.

At that time, every time I drew a talisman, it consumed my energy.

Although it can be recovered after being consumed, there must be an upper limit to energy, so it is impossible to draw more.

Moreover, some relatively powerful talismans, or some inscriptions with extremely powerful effects, require a lot of consumption.

In short, in the situation when the aura was exhausted, some things were still difficult or even impossible to do.

Later, when he came to Wang Daochang's father, the only thing he was good at was talismans.

It's not that he doesn't want to master more, it's just that people are different. For Wang Daochang and his father, being good at talisman is already very good.

When he finally arrived at Daoist Wang's place, he didn't know how to write inscriptions, he couldn't even learn talismans, and he couldn't learn anything about Taoism, so he could only study some gadgets.

Hearing these words, Li Ziru thought for a while, then nodded again, even Chen Tiankui nodded as well.

"It seems so." Li Ziru said.

Chen Tiankui also said: "My big axe is inherited from my father. When he asked me to practice the axe, I practiced it.

He also told me that this was done by a priest named Wang Jincai.

Although the materials used for the pair of axes are not too common, they did not have such power at first. Later, it was because Taoist Wang Jincai carved many inscriptions on them, which made them undergo a qualitative transformation! "

As Chen Tiankui said, he also took off the big ax from his waist, and asked He Wenzhi to look at it at the same time.

The entire ax is covered with inscriptions, which are full of simple, quiet, vigorous and powerful momentum.

It's just that Naihe can't understand it.

It is estimated that even if ordinary people draw according to the inscription on the axe, even if they draw it, it may not have this effect, or even have no effect.

"My little friend, I wonder how the king is doing now?" Li Ziru asked.

He Wenzhi smiled: "He is still in the hospital of the Spiritual Investigation Bureau!"

To be honest, Daoist Wang did commit a lot of crimes this time.

Others, including the dog, used some means to speed up the cleanup, and the smell on their bodies disappeared within a week.

But when it came to Daoist Wang, it was not so easy.

Upon hearing this, Li Ziru asked, "Wang Daoist is so seriously injured? Doesn't it mean that the problem is not serious?"

He Wenzhi shook his head, and even smiled unkindly.

"His situation is special, mainly because he has been pickled... a dozen high-level dung eaters! All of them were summoned by him! At that time, I chased the sewing man all the way to the black smoke column that rose into the sky. It’s a sewing man, he always turns his head and walks away, not daring to approach him at all!”

Li Ziru: "..."

Chen Tiankui: "..."

Hearing such a specific situation, the two seniors were also speechless.

"This Wang Daoist, never thought that he is also a ruthless person..."

He Wenzhi: "..."

From a certain point of view, he is indeed quite ruthless.

So many high-level dung eaters were dispatched at the same time, and in the end they kept pawing at him, taking off his clothes and licking them...

Even though He Wenzhi's cardiopulmonary function is good enough and he has a strong endurance, he still feels that it is a great torture to face such a strong and terrible smell.

Not fatal, but some things are far scarier than death.

…………

Several people were chatting like this, following the dog all the way.

At the beginning, we walked down the road around the mountain, but there was a downhill cement path on the side of the road halfway.

Gouzi stopped at the intersection for a while, sniffing around, probably to confirm.

Finally, it walked towards this downhill concrete path.

The few people didn't waste any time and followed closely all the way.

As we continued to walk down this concrete path, a village gradually appeared in front of us.

He Wenzhi didn't know much about some villages around Chunshi.

Moreover, he had never been to this road before, so he didn't even know that there was a small village down here.

Not only him, Li Ziru and Chen Tiankui have never been here either.

They are all strangers to this village.

It was already past twelve o'clock at night, and the whole village was pitch black under the darkness of night. In the quiet environment, only the cool night wind was blowing gently.

There are a lot of trees planted around the village, even at the intersection where we just entered the village, there are densely packed trees.

It's just that those trees are not tall, on the contrary, they are relatively short, but they are full of foliage. If you stand under the trees and change their colors, they look a bit like giant mushrooms.

"It's a strange tree." He Wenzhi thought to himself.

When they came to the village at this time, they saw that Xiao Hei suddenly stopped moving in place.

"Dog?" He Wenzhi called out to him, just about to go over and pet its dog's head, when suddenly two strange barks sounded.

Cuckoo!

Yay!

It sounded like a dove, but it was followed by a voice like a crow calling at the top of its throat.

The village, which was already dark and silent, suddenly became strange at this moment.

Cuckoo!

Another dove-like cry came out, as if it was close at hand.

Gouzi also stared at the left and right with straight eyes, and it stopped suddenly because it noticed something strange.

Today's Gouzi can be said to have improved a lot. Although the combat power is not strong, it is even better than the three people present for those weird perceptions.

At this moment, Gouzi raised his head suddenly, with green eyes shining, he stared closely at a big tree not far away.

The tree is not tall, but its branches and leaves are very lush. There seems to be something hidden in the dense leaves.

Several people also turned their heads to look at, He Wenzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Looking carefully, there were a few pitch-black crows parked on the tree.

On the telegraph pole on the other side, there are also crows sitting there.

It was a pitch-black night, and the crow was also pitch-black, so it was not so easy to be spotted.

Yay!

Boom boom boom!

The crow called and seemed to be pecking at something at the same time.

At this moment, a crow suddenly flew over, its speed was extremely fast, but it was not flying towards a few people, but facing a family in the village.

Phew!

Suddenly, a crash sounded.

The crow bumped straight into the wall of that house.

The walls made of red bricks and cement have a rough appearance. If you touch it vigorously with your hands, some people with delicate hands may break it with a little scratch.

The crow slammed into it with all its strength, killing itself in one hit.

The black corpse slowly fell, and a more vivid and bewitching red was printed on the red brick wall.

Phew!

The next second, another crow flew over at the same fast speed, and hit its head on it, the little bird's head exploded directly.

There are some ominous rumors about crows among the people, and many people think they are unlucky.

Because in many cases, if someone dies in the family, you will often see crows nearby.

Even in some places, such as near graves, crows are often seen.

Over time, there is a saying that where there are crows, bad things will happen.

There are even rumors in some places that it can be judged by how many crows call.

For example, if you see a crow landed on someone's roof and refuse to leave for a long time, and even crows three times in a row, it means that something bad may happen to this family.

The high probability is that something will die, it may be a domestic animal, or it may be a dead person...

However, these are all folk rumors, and according to different places, the sayings are also different.

Regardless of whether those are true or not, what is going on with the crows queuing up to commit suicide now?

And why only hit this family?

Just now, two crows collided with each other, and the second one was headshot because of the impact.

Followed by the third and fourth...

In such a short time, seven crows crashed into that wall and died.

At this moment, a light came on in the red brick house with only two floors.

A voice came from inside.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Swish Swish Swish!

It seemed to be the sound of knocking on wood, and at the same time there was the sound of cutting wood.

As the sound sounded, the crows that had been parked around dispersed one by one.

Yay!

There was a lot of screaming, and the sound of flapping wings sounded.

Cuckoo!

At this moment, the weird pigeon sound appeared again.

There was rustling among the leaves, and a few gray-white pigeons flew out with flapping wings.

They flew towards the surrounding vegetable fields, where it was so dark that they couldn't see clearly.

After these pigeons flew past, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Da da da.

At this moment, footsteps came again from the two-story red brick house.

Gouzi's faint green eyes were also staring there.

Several people looked at each other, and roughly made a judgment in their hearts.

I'm afraid there is something unclean in this house.

Thinking about it carefully, this journey is all on the way to find a sewing man.

First, there are lackeys from the Corpse Man faction with four ghost weapons, so it is not surprising that there are others later.

After all, the more the sewing man cared about the birth of [Ghost Baby], the more preparations he would definitely make.

Almost for a short while, He Wenzhi and Li Ziru probably thought of some plans to sew men.

But according to the normal situation, those lackeys sent by the Corpse Man should be cannon fodder. After all, they are not the real subordinates of the sewing man himself.

But it stands to reason that the ghosts you encounter in the future should only become stronger.

At this moment, the few of them had already reached the main entrance of the red brick house.

This is a door more than two meters wide, which is wide open, and there are bright lights inside.

A man stood inside with a playful smile, showing those blackened gold teeth in his mouth.

Beside him, there was a coffin lying on a slant, in which lay a young woman.

The woman was not very old, she seemed to be about twenty years old, her eyes were tightly closed, she was wearing white clothes, and she was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, and the coffin was also full of petals.

The girl is quite beautiful, with an oval face that looks very good, with delicate makeup on her face.

It looked like he was asleep.

"How many are here?" Seeing the three of them walking to the door, the man didn't seem surprised. He still had a smile on his face, and then he looked at the woman in the coffin obsessively.

"This is my sister, is she pretty?"

He Wenzhi, Li Ziru, and Chen Tiankui all frowned when they saw the man with golden teeth and the woman in the coffin.

None of them are alive, and they have a strong dead breath on their bodies.

Especially the woman in the coffin, in addition to death, there are other more strange aura.

It seems to be a lingering disease, but also deep hatred and resentment, and also contains various desires.

This is a very strange atmosphere, which seems to contain many things, complicated and crowded, and there is even a faint sense of fear of mutual exclusion.

"My sister is also a hard-working person..." the man with gold teeth said.

There is a witchcraft in this world that can heal many things.

It includes disease, bad luck, and all sorts of weirdness.

It's just that if you want to do this, it's not easy to do, and you need to pay a very high price.

Because, that is a transfer.

Transfer the filth, evil, bad luck, etc. from the other party to yourself.

This, it seems, is a way of sacrificing oneself to save others.

This is great.

And this woman did exactly that in the first place.

It's just because she has endured too much. When all the misfortunes, diseases and other problems are accumulated on her alone, no matter how special she is, she can't bear it at all.

Before her body couldn't bear it, her mind couldn't bear it anymore.

All the misfortunes brought endless torture, and various negative emotions invaded. She hated everything, including herself.

In the end, she chose to kill herself.

On that day, the man with golden teeth watched his sister commit suicide.

"So then I traveled all over the place and learned to borrow my life. Although I couldn't really resurrect my sister, I could use this method to make my sister's body immortal.

You are the night emissaries of Zhenmensi, right? I think your life must be very good! "

The man with golden teeth looked at the woman in the coffin obsessively, and then looked at the three people outside the door madly.

"If I borrowed your lives, maybe my sister will be able to wake up...!"

"But before that, I want you to taste the curse, and I want you to experience the pain that my sister once experienced!"

As his words fell, the petals in the coffin suddenly fluttered in the wind.

Bright petals danced in the air, and finally gathered in three directions, heading towards the three of them respectively.

A strong and strange aura reverberated, just like when we played the [Soul Swap] game at the former site of Ivy Middle School that day, when the weeping bride came, it also contained such a strong and weird aura.

This is a curse, a curse that includes an unknown number of people's misfortunes, diseases, and all kinds of desires and negative emotions.

This curse has reached the [Chiggi] level.

It's not the first time that He Wenzhi has come into contact with the curse. After all, Li Ziru and Chen Tiankui are both seniors of Zhenmasi, and they should have met before.

Speaking of which, He Wenzhi wasn't afraid of cursing, he even looked forward to it.

But at this moment, those petals that were still flying towards him seemed to have sensed something when they were about to approach him.

It turned out that at that moment, the strange breath in those petals suddenly withdrew, then turned a corner in the air, and headed towards Li Ziru and Chen Tiankui.

He asked: "???"

What kind of weird curse is this? How can you still turn the corner?

Have eyes? Still choose to curse?

I'm so handsome, why don't you fucking curse me?

Up to now, I have only written more than 5,000 words, and there is not enough time. Today, I can’t do it every day.

I have a lot of problems at work, my brain hurts, sorry, alas.