Siheyuan: The more excited you are, the more excited I am

"You are an old godly woman. This is not the first time you have kept your word. What will you do if you go back on your word again? Now there are so many things about hauntings, and your bangs are so frightened that you have a stroke. How dare you go? Something bad happened? Do you have to seek death?"

Qin Huairu has a headache. Although Jia Zhang is annoying, it is still useful. With her here, at least she doesn't have to worry about the shoe soles at home. If she is really scared to death, no one will look at the children in the family and say nothing. Pay money to bury Jia Zhang.

"I just don't believe in this evil. Where do ghosts come from in this world? I also dreamed about Lao Jia and Dongxu before. They even took me to the eighteenth level of hell. They almost scared me to death. But what happened? Isn’t it just a dream? It’s all fake anyway, so there’s nothing to be afraid of!”

Mrs. Jia Zhang curled her lips in disapproval. She didn't believe there were ghosts in the world.

"Okay, you are brave, but before you go to Pigeon Market, tell me where you hide your money, lest I don't have money to bury you when you die!"

"You were dreaming, and I asked you why you suddenly cared about me so much. It turned out that you were trying to get my pension money. Qin Huairu, let me tell you, don't tell me that nothing will happen to me. Even if something happens to me, I will take the money with you." Get in the coffin."

"Then you don't need to be buried when you die?"

"Nonsense, of course you have to be buried, and you have to have a grand burial. If you don't have money, go to your mistress Lin Fan to borrow it. No, why are you talking about burying me? Damn, Qin Huairu, you just died, even if Even if you die, I won’t die!”

It took Jia Zhang a long time to realize that what she was talking about was her death, and she couldn't help scolding Qin Huairu.

As for Qin Huairu, she was too lazy to talk to Jia Zhang anymore, so she just went with Jia Zhang. It would be better if she died, and the family would be cleaner. Although Jia Zhang was still alive, she still wanted to die. How could she stop it.

Another two hours later, Qin Huairu watched helplessly as Jia Zhang left Jia's house, and at this time, Jia Dongxu's posthumous photo seemed to move, which scared her to the point of getting goosebumps on her body.

"Banggan, go to bed quickly!"

Qin Huairu quickly went to bed. It seemed to be particularly cold tonight, so he should turn off the lights and go to bed early to stay safe.

Mrs. Jia Zhang hummed and walked out of the door. It was already very late at this time. The moonlight shone on Mrs. Jia Zhang's body, forming a long shadow on the ground behind her. The shadow seemed to come alive and kept twisting. But Jia Zhang didn't notice it at all.

"Yan Abacus, what are you looking at? I'm going to leave now. Let you see my courage!"

Passing by Yan Bugui's door in the front yard, Jia Zhang found that Yan Bugui was sitting at the door waiting for her.

"You can tell me this again when you come back safely!"

Yan Bugui glared at Jia Zhang when he heard this. It would be best for this old godly woman to die outside.

"Cut, coward!"

Jia Zhang was too lazy to argue with Yan Bugui. Her injuries hadn't healed yet. She was in a hurry to go to the pigeon market just to buy some meat to replenish her body. When they quarreled or got excited, she felt that her injuries ached, so she finally scolded Yan. With one word, Bu Gui turned around and left the courtyard.

"Bah, let that ghost scare you to death, look at you... ah!!!"

Yan Bugui spat at Jia Zhang's back, but he found that a ghostly face seemed to appear in Jia Zhang's shadow, and he screamed in fright.

"Crazy, you call your mother something!"

Jia Zhang was startled by Yan Bugui's shouting and couldn't help but turned around and cursed.

However, she thought Yan Bugui was deliberately scaring her, so she didn't care and continued walking towards Pigeon City.

"Lao Yan, why are you shouting? The neighbors are all sleeping, be careful they come to trouble you!"

The third aunt came out and scolded Yan Bugui softly.

"I just saw a ghostly face appearing in Jia Zhang's shadow and smiling at me. It scared me to death!"

Yan Bugui was still in shock and said with lingering fear.

"Are you frightening Mrs. Jia Zhang into a daze? Go back to sleep!"

The third aunt didn't believe what Yan Bugui said. He must have been deceived.

"Am I really wrong? Okay, let's go back to sleep."

After being told by the third aunt, Yan Bugui himself doubted whether he had just been fooled, so he shook his head and went home with the third aunt.

"What kind of meat should I buy today? I must buy some pork. Do I also want to buy some mutton?"

Anyway, you can buy meat at the pigeon market without a meat ticket. Jia Zhang received a huge compensation of 100 yuan from Xu Damao. Now she has a lot of money, so she is not stingy.

Of course, this "spending money" refers to herself, and it is not okay to spend money on others.

Jia Zhang, who was muttering something in her mouth, didn't notice that the shadow behind her was getting longer and longer.

When Jia Zhang came to Pigeon Market, she found that there were only a few people there.

"How come there are only so few people?"

Knowing that the pigeon market Liu Haizhong went to before was haunted, Jia Zhang deliberately chose another pigeon market in the opposite direction to that pigeon market.

Although she was hard-headed, she was still a little panicked. Moreover, the pigeon market was affected by the haunting, so no one was doing business, but she didn't expect that there were not many people in the pigeon market.

There were only a few sparse stalls in total. Jia and Zhang walked around but couldn't find the meat stall. Wasn't this trip in vain?

"Old Jia, Dongxu, my life is really hard. I was beaten all over by that turtle grandson Xu Damao. I have nowhere to buy some meat! Dongxu, if you are here, that turtle grandson Xu Damao , How dare he hit me? If you can hear what mother says, then take that turtle grandson Xu Damao down tonight!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang began to mutter something, and those who heard what she was saying quickly moved away from her.

"What do you think about what I said? Why don't you go down and find me yourself?"

An eerie voice suddenly sounded in Jia Zhang's ears.

"Which bastard dares to tease me?"

Jia Zhang was furious when she heard this. She thought someone was trying to scare her.

"Don't you know who I am when you look back?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she turned her head angrily and let her know who was teasing her, so she caught his little brother.

"Dong...Dongxu!!!"

When Mrs. Jia Zhang turned her head, she saw the familiar face of Jia Dongxu. The meeting between mother and son should have been a warm scene.

It's just that at this time, Jia Dongxu's face was pale and gloomy, and the scene was really not warm.

"Dongxu, why are you looking for your mother? You should go find Xu Damao. He bullies your mother, so take him down!"

"No, I missed you a lot when I was down there, and Dad missed you too. Since you miss us too and often talk about us, why not come with me down there? We can be reunited as a family, Jie Jie Jie!"

Jia Dongxu's head suddenly became several times larger, and then he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Jia Zhang's head.