Don't suffer the fate of Lao Tzu's family! [Master Ghost Extermination]

A family named Zaomen moved to Yunqu Mountain.

Zaomen's family moved into Yunqu Mountain two years ago. Before they moved here, the residents on Yunqu Mountain all moved out of the mountain and moved down the mountain collectively.

There are many reasons for moving, but none of them can be separated from rumors of ghosts.

Zaomen’s family sells charcoal for a living. As the only man in the family, Zaomen Tanji often carries a bamboo basket full of charcoal, and supplies charcoal to needy families at the foot of Yunqu Mountain. On the way, I inevitably heard rumors about Yunqu Mountain. It is said that ghosts appeared in this mountain. There are rumors that the ghosts in this mountain have been killed. Fearful of the ambush, he hid in the mountains.

Zaomen Tanji's family lived on Yunqu Mountain, but he had never seen the rumored ghost. At first he was worried for a while, but after moving here, everything was fine for a long time. The heart also gradually let go.

People's demand for charcoal in summer is not as great as that in winter, and the amount of money they make is not as good as in winter.

Tanji is a cheerful and optimistic person. It doesn’t matter how much money he earns. As long as he, his wife, and the child in his wife’s womb can eat enough, and have a house that shelters him from wind and rain, he will be happy.

After the bamboo basket was empty, Tanji began to scratch his fingers on the return journey, calculating how far away his wife Zhu Mizi was from giving birth.

While Tankichi, who became a father for the first time, was looking forward to it, his heart was full of tension. Mrs. Shiro, who lived at the foot of Kuntori Mountain, was already the mother of several children, and she enthusiastically gave him a lot of advice. Things to pay attention to when, and by the way, Zhu Mizi's pregnancy and childbirth period was calculated by Tanji.

"Mr. Tankichi really loves his wife." Mrs. Shiro said with a smile.

Tanji scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "This is my duty as a husband."

Mrs. Shiro covered her face with a smile, she remembered something, and couldn't help sighing: "Ah, if Yuanichi and Ge were married at that time, the children would be able to run around, right?"

Tanji was a little confused: "That's..."

Mrs. Shiro smiled: "The two children of our former neighbor. That child's life is really bad. Both her parents and elder brother died of the epidemic, leaving her alone."

"Such a young child, I was thinking, how can I survive?"

"However, that child was always unexpected. He survived alone, and brought the other child home. The two of them survived well together."

"It's much more capable than my Afeng."

Mrs. Shiro sighed, "I don't know if they are okay now?"

"So that's the case, I think there must be no problem." Tanji smiled, and subconsciously comforted Mrs. Shiro, "Since the gods let them survive, they won't let them die easily."

Tanji sincerely prayed for the two neighbors whom he had never met.

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Shiro, Tankichi involuntarily quickened his pace, carrying the bamboo basket on his back, wanting to go home quickly and see his wife Zhu Mizi, and the mood of anticipation was rippling in his heart.

Will his first child be a boy or a girl?Does it look like Zhu Mizi or him?If it's a girl, it's fine to call it Xiao Jin. If it's a boy...he hasn't made up his mind yet, but he can go home and think about it with Zhu Mizi.

The evening sun gradually entered the mountains, half revealing its red face in the sky, the grass was stained with a layer of haze, the branches and leaves in the forest rubbed together, making rustling sounds, and the shadows of the trees on the ground whirled.

Before the sun set, Tanji returned home with a bamboo basket on his back.

"I'm back." Tanji put the bamboo basket at the door.

"Welcome back." The wife with a big belly pushed open the door.

"Just wait for me in the house." Tanji put the bamboo basket away, helped his wife into the house, "Your belly is so big now, it's very inconvenient to move around."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhu Mizi held his stomach, trying to show that he was fine and he even wanted to dance to prove it, "Our child is very good!"

When the sun sank into the mountains, night officially fell, and the Zaomen family lived on Yunqu Mountain. The surroundings were quiet, the mountains were stained with deep ink, and the light and shadow from the windows were like water.

The shadows of the trees outside the door hit the bamboo fence mottled and swayed leisurely.

The wind is a bit cold tonight.

Zhu Mizi closed the window a little, and the door was ajar, and the wind blew in, pushing the door, making rattling noises from time to time.

"Tanji?" Zhu Mizi tried to call her husband's name.

Gudong.

Something rolled down under the bamboo fence outside the door, and the sound sounded like several clay pots of pickles placed under the bamboo fence.

Zhu Mizi thought for a while and decided to open the door and help the jar up.

Huangdang——

It looks like the jar is down again.

Zhu Mizi felt very strange. Her husband went to fetch water from a stream not far away, and Zhu Mizi was the only one in the house. How could the pot fall down for no reason when no one was there?

After pushing open the door, Zhu Mizi didn't see anyone. Two of the earthen pots under the bamboo fence were downturned, and the others squatted obediently under the wall. The falling moonlight made their shadows long.

Zhu Mizi breathed a sigh of relief: "What?"

As soon as the words fell, the doubts in my heart inevitably increased a little bit, how could a good jar fall down?

Immediately afterwards, a series of footsteps sounded in the dark night, Zhu Mizi's hair stood on end, but when he turned around, he saw Tanji who was sweating profusely | panting.

"Zhu Mizi!"

Before Zhu Mizi could ask what was going on, her husband grabbed his arm, and the latter even pulled out the ax standing on the tree stump.

"What happened?" Zhu Mizi grabbed Tanji's sleeve.

"Go into the house!" Tanji almost shouted.

Zhu Mizi was taken aback by his yelling, Tanji was generous and gentle, it was rare to lose his temper, let alone speak harshly.

Gudong.

The jar was poured out again without a sound.

The coldness climbed up section by section along the spine.

coming!

Tanji subconsciously put the ax across his chest, blocking Zhu Mizi's body, and there was a sharp claw on the wooden handle of the axe!

Under the moonlight, the distorted face of the inhuman, the sharp fangs, and the saliva wrapped around the teeth stretched into silk threads.

Zhu Mizi cried out, "Tanji!"

"Run!" Tanji yelled, "Run! Run, Zhu Mizi!"

At the same time that sentence was finished, the claws on the wooden handle tightened abruptly, and the ghost jumped up, kicking out the person standing in front of him.

'Boom—'The bamboo fence collapsed with a sound.

"Tanji!!" Zhu Mizi ran over staggeringly, with a big belly, after all, it was difficult to move.

"Don't come here! Run, run!" Tanji, who fell among the broken bamboos, struggled to get up and hold the ghost so that his wife could escape, but the pain in his abdomen came and went.

Salivating continuously from the mouth, the ghost shifted its gaze to the pregnant Zhu Mizi, and then let out a strange cheer.

"That's great, that's great." The ghost giggled, "I really didn't expect to find such delicious human beings in such a small place!"

Zhu Mizi, who was pregnant, was more to his liking than Tanji.

Tanji's pupils trembled violently as the oni was reflected in his vision running towards his wife with a big belly.

"stop!!"

In the dark night, a crow suddenly sang, and the birds in the woods flew out in a miscellaneous manner. When their wings fluttered, their wings rubbed against each other, and the sound of hula-la-la rang out.

The fierce wind brushed against Tanji's face, and Tanji only had time to see a flashing black shadow. With the low roar of a wild animal, another big hole was opened in the bamboo fence of his house. What's the big deal? The thing plowed a deep ravine on the ground, and the diameter smashed far away.

The moon is still so quiet, the wind carries the heat that will not dissipate during the day, the insects in the summer night stop chirping, and the trees in the yard are full of crows at some point.

Tanji saw a person with disheveled hair covering his face, dark clothes torn in many places, and a thin and slender figure, who looked like a... woman.

But... Are women so powerful? !

"You...!" The kicked ghost got up from the ground, staring at the woman who kicked it out, "Where did you come from? This place belongs to me!"

The woman just stood quietly in front of Zhu Mizi, neither speaking nor moving.

The ghost's muscles convulsed, the air suddenly became sticky, and a kind of coldness gushed out of his heart. This kind of coldness even penetrated into the bones, and the sweat on his forehead kept rolling down.

Don't mess with it.

The breath emanating from the other party, ghosts know, this is its 'similar'.

This 'similar' is very strong, and it is definitely not something it can provoke. Just standing in front of it, you can feel the oppressive feeling like a mountain. In front of the opponent, it is like a dog standing in front of a tiger.

It has not eaten for many days, no matter how bad it is, it will eat this man!

The ghost's heart skipped a beat.

The ghost's gaze turned to Tanji, who was lying in the bamboo fence, and finally returned to Zhu Mizi: "I know, I know, that woman will be handed over to you!"

Damn it, that pregnant woman is the tastiest, that guy is worthless!

The crow perched on a branch tilted its head, and a woman whose hair covered most of her face was reflected in her pupils.

The woman opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but the sound she made was not like a human being, but like the low growl of a suppressed beast.

Standing behind the woman, Zhu Mizi felt a chill, and then the woman disappeared from sight for an instant. Zhu Mizi turned his head subconsciously, and saw the blood splattered in the dark night. The woman's hands did not know when there were more A hatchet, which is the knife her husband usually uses to cut wood, and the wailing of ghosts sounded at the same time.

The body seemed to have stopped functioning, unable to move. Zhu Mizi felt that her whole body was cold. She watched the woman who did not know when she took the hatchet from her house and chopped it down on the ghost's head. Blood and brains splashed all over the ghost. Half of his head was cut off and rolled to the ground.

After that, the other party chopped off the ghost's limbs, and most of the severed head grew back again. Zhu Mizi, who witnessed the whole process of muscle and organ regeneration, spat it out on the spot while covering his mouth.

The head was cut off again when it grew back, and the limbs were cut off again when they grew back. The hatchet hadn't been sharpened for a long time and was a little blunt, but it was so sharp in the woman's hand.

In the quiet midsummer night, there was the sound of bones breaking, muscles shattering, blood splattering everywhere, one after another, over and over again, the ghostly wailing has never stopped since the woman raised the knife.

The woman held the knife, repeating the movements in her hand, one knife after another, repeating mechanically, compared to the ghost that was cut, she was the ghost that crawled out of hell.

"Forgive me...forgive...forgive...forgive...for me..."

Intermittent sounds sounded, but the movement of the knife on the ghost's body never stopped. The body was almost chopped into meat, and the woman stopped.

The thing that could be called meat paste on the ground squirmed a few times, and the woman chopped it down with a knife again. The blood covered the woman, and the blood dripped from the clothes and the ends of the hair.

Huangdang——

The hatchet fell to the ground, and the woman stood among the broken meat and bones all over the floor, looked up at the moon for a while, then turned her head to look at Zhu Mizi.

Tanyoshi's already pale cheeks turned even paler.

The woman tilted her head, looking a little... at a loss?

"Fate...one..."

The surrounding area was quiet, Tanji and Zhu Mizi did not speak.

Zhu Mizi froze in place.

The woman covered in blood stood in place, the blood was still falling from her body, she was no different from an evil ghost in the world, but Zhu Mizi somehow felt that she was like... a child who had lost his way.

The author has something to say:

Did Yuanyi go home?

This is what the song wants to say.

This chapter is about what happened after the song became a ghost, in an unconscious state, and there will be no memory.

When Ge realized that something was wrong with his body, he gave himself a hint not to hurt others and stay away from the crowd.

So after becoming a ghost, those negative emotions have no place to vent. At this time, I happened to meet a ghost. After venting, Song didn’t know what he was going to do. When he saw the brightly lit house behind Zhu Mizi, he subconsciously wanted to know Did Yuanyi come home?

Because when Yuanyi first moved into Ge's house, Ge was always worried that the naive cat would not find his way home.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!