What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

A hunched figure in a black cloth shirt appeared in front of Su Zhao, limping forward with a cane, looking particularly intrusive in the deserted alley.

Su Zhao ignored the other party and walked past him, but the other party suddenly stretched out a pale and thin hand and grabbed Su Zhao's wrist.He turned his head impatiently, just in time to see the old man's raised face, which was bloodless, and the skin that had lost its elasticity and moisture was like bark, covering the entire old face.She opened her toothless and dark mouth, and said tremblingly, "Young man, I lost something, please help me find it."

The old man's voice trembled, as if the oil lamp had run out, his last request before dying.

Su Zhao asked calmly, "Don't worry, what are you always missing?"

The old man rolled his cloudy eyes to the sides, pointed his hands forward, and whispered, "I, I lost my child, and it's in this alley."

Pointing to the dark road, she suddenly seemed to be possessed, limped towards it, and disappeared into the dark depths.

Su Zhao also quickened his pace to follow. The old man seemed to be familiar with this alley. He stopped suddenly while walking, squatted down and muttered to himself, "Son, don't run around..."

Su Zhao frowned, followed the old man's gaze, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

Although I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help feeling tense when I saw this scene.

In the uneven puddles lay a tattered paper child who was wet by the rain!

When the anchor Lao Du who was following Su Zhao saw this scene, he subconsciously raised his gun and pointed at the old guy in front of him, ready to shoot him to the Paradise of Paradise anytime on his deathbed.

The old man didn't care about the mud and water stains at all, and carefully wiped the paper figurine. He turned his head, looked at Su Zhao with a smile, and said, "Young man, thank you, I have another kind request."

Su Zhao made a hissing gesture and said in a low voice, "Then please shut up and don't say it."

"My grandson seems to be dead."

The old man said to himself, his eyes instantly became resentful, revealing a strong smell of evil.

"Can you pay for his life?"

"No."

After thinking for a while, Su Zhao took out a serrated knife from his backpack, and said coldly, "Old woman, now that the person has been found, it's not justified without paying a few million for hard work, right?"

……

Mr. Chen saw a strange and strange building, a three-story wooden building, covered with red silk and satin, and dangling skeleton heads.

A dense milky white fog shrouded the old and strange pavilion, and there were faint and strange sounds, as if someone was wailing in pain.Moreover, there seemed to be the sound of trickling water flowing around the house, and the sound of the water flow was soaked in the mist, and it seemed to be far and near.

Mr. Chen was carried by the monster on his shoulders, walked uncontrollably into the thick fog, and came directly to a strange courtyard, but the scene in front of him made him tremble involuntarily.

The bluestone road has disappeared, and what comes into view is a three-story wooden building. Stepping into the yard, there is a lush locust tree, covered with white silk, fluttering under the dense fog, eerie and eerie .

Mr. Chen pretended to be dead with his eyes closed, but quietly opened a gap to observe the surrounding situation. He was horrified when he saw the iron cages in the corners. Own.

There is a well under the locust tree, and the sound of water flow comes from it. If you listen carefully, you can hear some painful moans and wailing covered by the water flow, which are fleeting.

The whole room revealed an indescribable evil feeling.

"Fuck..."

Mr. Chen suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he swallowed silently.One of the half-dead men suddenly stretched out his hand from the iron cage and grabbed Mr. Chen's hand. Suddenly, the last spark burst out of his dull eyes, and he said tremblingly, "Help me, save me, please don't worry!" Don't go in, don't go in..."

"Don't go in?"

Mr. Chen wanted to ask one more question, but the other party turned his head impatiently and punched the cage hard.The strong cage was directly smashed by the woman in red, and it became a whole piece together with the murdered living person inside.

The woman in red withdrew her hand and continued to walk forward, making Mr. Chen's eyes twitch in fright. At this moment, he finally mustered up the courage to look in the direction of the hall, but what he saw next made him freeze in place for an instant. .

On the Eight Immortals table in the middle, there are two eye-catching bright red candles, which are burning slowly. The faltering candlelight shrouds the surroundings of the living room in a strange shadow, and the whole hall is arranged in a festive atmosphere. It is red, and there are red ribbons hanging on the beams that fluctuate with the wind. However, this touch of bright red reveals a strong and strange smell, which makes Mr. Chen's mind instantly pop up a terrifying thought.

Dark marriage.

"Do you want me to marry you? I don't want it."

Mr. Chen's face was ashen, he hurriedly struggled to jump down, and ran towards the door in a hurry, his face was full of despair.

Before half of his foot had time to step out of the threshold, Mr. Chen felt his heel tightened, as if he was being grabbed by something. He turned his head and saw a woman in a red hood stretching out her hand to firmly grasp her ankle, and then tugging hard. Mr. Chen, who had lost his center of gravity, fell to the ground, waving his hands indiscriminately to grab something, but was dragged in abruptly, leaving only ten scratches on the ground.

"Wait, I don't want to die yet."

Chapter 310 Eight Gan, Your X Fetish Is Perverted

"Wouldn't that be too good? Boss?"

Standing aside, the anchor Lao Du pulled Su Zhao's clothes, and said cautiously, "Don't we even let ghosts go?"

"what is the relationship?"

Su Zhao asked angrily, "Didn't you see that this old man blackmailed us first? Anyway, I used to be the champion of a boxing match in a nursing home, and I had a glorious deed of sending seven or eight 70-year-old fighters into the ICU of the hospital. Old lady, can't I handle it?"

The nursing home boxing champion, is it true that your Excellency is the legendary No. [-] boxing method for respecting the elderly?

As soon as the words fell, the paper figurine in the old woman's hand seemed to come alive suddenly.He rushed towards them with baring teeth and claws.However, Su Zhao, with sharp eyes and quick hands, pushed away the stunned anchor beside him, and directly stretched out his hand to grab the paper figurine's neck.

"You are dead, hehehehehe."

Even though he was grabbed by the neck, the paper figurine still showed an arrogant look, pointing at Su Zhao's back and said, "Look at your back, do you think those paper figurines on the side of the road are just decorations? It's just a trap."

Su Zhao turned his head, and at some point, there was a dense crowd of paper-made people standing behind him, holding knives in their hands, and wobbling towards him.

"Hey hey hey."

The paper people let out gloomy laughter, echoing in the ears, like a scene like hell, but Su Zhao just took a look at these paper tigers, shook his head silently, and sighed.

This action made the anchor Lao Du mistakenly think that even Su Zhao can't do anything about them, with a desperate expression on his face, just when he was about to go all out.Su Zhao turned his head, looked at the old woman behind him, and asked softly, "Your Excellency and I have no grievances in the past and have no grievances in the present, why do you think I am a fool?"

As soon as the words were finished, Su Zhao directly punched the old woman's face hard, causing nosebleeds to spurt out instantly, and a few teeth even fell out.

Su Zhao grabbed the other party's collar and whispered, "I caught you."

Just now, he was arrogant and domineering, and the paper figurines that were floating around fell to the ground in an instant.However, the boring movements didn't stop, and continued to hit him in the face. After punching and kicking, the old woman lay motionless on the ground, her face covered in blood.After beating the old woman, all the paper figurines who were arrogant and sinister just now lay quietly on the ground.

"Scared me."

Su Zhao said with lingering fear, "This old woman is really scary."

"But why do I think you are more terrifying... huh?"

The anchor Lao Du couldn't help complaining, "And big brother, think about it differently. If you were that old woman, your life's skill would be to manipulate a bunch of scary-looking but useless paper figurines. , and a bunch of horror killing props, the victims were chasing down with a chainsaw, the only hope was to pray that he would be scared by the paper figurines. But the result was that all the paper figurines were burned, and then one hand strangled the neck , and the terrifying demon whisper of 'I caught you' came from my ear, who is the victim, do you think?"

"Okay, stop talking."

Mr. Chen rolled his eyes at the other party, picked up the unburnt red lantern on the ground, looked at the attic not far ahead, and said, "We're here."

The restrained Mr. Chen's face was pale. Although his legs were already weak and trembling, he still tried his best to maintain a standing posture.He wanted to die standing up, and he didn't want to live on his knees.

However, the female ghost in the wedding dress did not fulfill Mr. Chen's wish. He suddenly felt a huge pressure from his shoulders, and then his feet softened and he knelt directly on the ground. However, Mr. Chen still stubbornly supported the ground with his hands, unwilling to give in.However, the female ghost didn't do what he wanted, and forced the back of Mr. Chen's head, knocking his head on the cold bluestone floor.

The paper figurine at the side made a weird sound, hoarse and weird like a dying corpse.

"Worship heaven and earth."

The red candle placed on the table suddenly flickered, which seemed to indicate that something ominous was about to happen.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Forced to raise his gaze, Mr. Chen saw that the white-faced and red-cheeked paper figurines around him were all staring at him with weird half-smile expressions.

"Happy husband and wife."

His head was forcibly turned around, and the desperate Mr. Chen raised his head just in time to see the fat, swollen, ashen face under the red head cover.The other party seemed to have noticed Mr. Chen's gaze, and suddenly smiled shyly.

"devil."

The creepy despair inspired Mr. Chen's desire to survive. He suddenly felt how beautiful his previous life was, and at least he didn't want to die now.

But before he knocked his head down, the door behind him was suddenly knocked open.The dust from the beams of the house shook off and landed on the bluestone slab floor.Mr. Chen turned his head, and Su Zhao, who was holding a lantern in one hand, appeared behind him like a savior, with tears in his eyes.

"Save me!"

Su Zhao threw the red lantern on the ground, took a step forward and crossed the threshold, looking directly at the monster who was as tall as Mrs. Bachi, and said word by word, "I object to this marriage with my real name. do not like you!"

The other party's expression looked a little angry, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.Trying to maintain a calm image, he questioned word by word, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mr. Chen on the side quickly interrupted, "That's right, I don't like you at all, I have a wife, her name is Xinyuan..."

"shut up!"

The other party let out an angry roar, which made Mr. Chen shut his mouth immediately.

"If you dare lie to me, you know what will happen. You can't lie to me. I know every boy's dream is to drive a big car!"

The monster in the red wedding dress dragged out a big scary ghost knife and hung it directly on Mr. Chen's neck.

"This Ghost Head Knife will cut off both his upper and lower heads."

Su Zhao grabbed Mr. Chen's mobile phone and said righteously, "I have already seen Mr. Chen's mobile phone browsing records. In fact, his obsession is not your heavy dump truck at all. His obsession is... ..."

"enough."

Mr. Chen, who was originally silent, raised his head suddenly, showing a determined expression, clenched his fists tightly, and said word by word, "I... admit that I killed the man, so don't say anything. "

"shut up!"

The woman left Mr. Chen, grabbed Su Zhao by the collar, and asked coldly, "Tell me, what exactly is his mobile phone browser history!"

Su Zhao was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and said slowly, "Yao Niang speaks Northeast dialect while rushing."

"..."

In an instant, the entire hall could hear the sound of a needle drop.The faces of the white-faced and red-cheeked paper figurines gathered around showed shocking emotions.

The woman in the wedding dress suddenly let go of her hand, turned her head to look at Mr. Chen who was behind him with a ashen face, frowned, stared at him for a quarter of an hour, and then slowly said, "Gah, your sex hobby is perverted!"

Chapter 310 IX The Unlucky People Who Eat Melons

"Where is my obsession abnormal, my obsession is normal!"

Mr. Chen tried to defend himself eloquently, but Su Zhao, who was standing behind him, whispered in his ear, "You said your obsession is normal, so please have a fight with the red-clothed female ghost in front of you to prove it. You are indeed a normal person."

"That's not normal at all! Ning Caichen doesn't even have such a strong taste!"

Mr. Chen felt that the description was getting darker and darker, so he quickly interrupted the conversation between the two people, made a pause gesture, and asked in a low voice, "Wait a minute, boss, what we are going to discuss now is how to save me?"

After learning about Mr. Chen's interest, the woman in red seemed to lose interest, she put him aside, waved her hand and said, "Let's go."

Mr. Chen backed off, originally thinking that a bloody conflict would break out, he even had a will in mind.Hopefully, when he dies, someone will burn the computer hard drive in his room and his private collection of comics on the bookshelf.

Both Su Zhao and Mr. Chen had blank expressions, and the woman in red sat down on the teacher's chair, sighed silently, shook her head and said, "I often don't fit in with you because I'm not perverted enough."

"..."

Neither Mr. Chen nor Su Zhao expected to end a conflict that was about to break out in such a dramatic way.But they still have other questions that they haven't figured out, and that is the secret about Wuzhou City.

"It started a long time ago. Wuzhou City was originally used to exile prisoners. Before that, there were mass graves, mass graves and mass graves everywhere. The accumulation of resentment year after year, in this place is constantly Take root and sprout, and guess what it will become in the end?"

Accumulated resentment?

Su Zhao fell into deep thought. His first thought was that the whole city had become a constantly inflating balloon, and the final outcome might be out of control.

"Although the dynasty has changed, the resentment accumulated inside has not dissipated, especially now, the Wuzhou city born of resentment and the real Wuzhou city are constantly overlapping. In the end, what do you think will happen? "

After thinking for a while, Lao Du, who was standing by the side, said tentatively, "Could it lead to the recovery of spiritual energy?"

"The whole city of Wuzhou will become...a dead city."

Su Zhao felt a chill down his spine, and a chill spread all over his body. He took a step closer and asked, "What kind of conspiracy is the guy behind the scenes? Where can I find this group of people?"

"do not know."

The woman in the wedding dress answered crisply, and the voice under the red hood was cold and emotionless, "I just heard that a lunatic is going to blow up the Wuzhou Reservoir, which is equivalent to pricking a needle in this balloon that has swelled to a critical point. At that time, most of the survivors in the city will disappear, and this place will become a real extrajudicial dead city."

Su Zhao didn't linger for a moment, and immediately stood up and walked towards the door. When he was about to step out of the threshold, the giant behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Go out and go to the right, there is a subway station."

Su Zhao turned his head and said doubtfully, "I remember that there doesn't seem to be a subway station there?"

"Yes. Several workers died during the construction of the Anqing subway station before, and that subway station was abandoned as a result. In this environment, anything can happen."

"A subway station that doesn't exist."

Su Zhao suddenly realized, understood the meaning of the woman in the wedding dress, and walked towards Anqing subway station.Not long after, the underground entrance of the subway station appeared not far away. There were a few crumbling oil lamps hanging on the wall, and the green flames were constantly swinging. The darkness and light saw back and forth, revealing a strange and Evil feeling.

"Let's go."

The anchor Lao Du and Mr. Chen looked at each other in blank dismay, but Su Zhao had already taken a step, and they could only bravely follow.The deeper you go, the colder it becomes.Like a damp and cold icehouse, he sneezed involuntarily.

ah sneeze.

The sound was very clear in the narrow corridor, and the rustling sound of the feet stepping on the rough concrete floor always felt that something hiding in the dark might be alarmed.Lao Du covered his mouth, and after confirming that there were no other dangers around him, he breathed a sigh of relief.