Mad Son-in-law

The rainy night is like a piece of rice paper splashed with ink, gloomy and heavy.

A few muffled thunders resounded across the sky, and the wind was faint and the rain was faint, and the village head Liu Dazhu hung on the beam of his house where the lights were dim. His tongue was more than a foot long, hideous and terrifying.

On the front hillside close to the mountain village, dense forests swayed, and the swaying wind made the atmosphere even more gloomy.

The rain dripped straight down Wang Jie's neck, his whole body was soaked, and the coolness spread from the soles of his feet to Dao's heart.

I don't know what's wrong, there are sobbing night owls all around, as if there are countless pairs of eyes, peeping at three people.

Zhang Dabiao also shivered, but there were several layers of sweat on his body. Because he felt that the soil under his feet seemed to be getting softer and softer, a suction was pulling his feet into the coffin below.

"Mr. Wang, big cat, enough, take the blood, and come up quickly!" Zan Xichuan stood leaning against the tree, staring at the village, and suddenly saw a red light rising from the village, still engulfing this black shadow. Immediately shouted.

"Big cat, let's go!" Wang Jie heard the words, and hurriedly grasped the bleeding fingers, turned around and shouted!

Zhang Dabiao nodded and was about to climb up. Only then did he realize that his legs had been buried in the soil, and the wet mud was like little hands, firmly holding his ankles.

"Brother Jie, you go first, I don't seem to be able to pull out my legs!" Zhang Dabiao pushed Wang Jie, and he grabbed a small tree on the grave and froze in a stalemate.

Wang Jie was about to climb up to the grave. Only then did he discover Zhang Dabiao's problem. Without a word, he turned around and jumped down again.

"Two elder brothers, she is coming back!" Zan Xichuan said nervously: "She is now full of murderousness, she has lost her rationality, and has received your blood sacrifice. When she comes back, she will definitely be a slaughter, hurry!"

"Brother Jie..."

"Don't worry about the ink, go quickly!" Wang Jie bent down, holding Zhang Dabiao's calf in both hands, pulling up desperately.

Puff!

Zhang Dabiao's calf finally came out of the mud, and in a daze, Wang Jie seemed to really see a hand flashing through the mud, and the hand was covered with white hair like an ape.

"Let's go!" Wang Jie didn't dare to think too much. He made a cross stool with both hands and pushed Zhang Dabiao into the grave with a help.

But at the critical moment, the coffin board was already soft and rotten with a chuckle, and a pit collapsed. Wang Jie obviously felt his body sink. In an instant, his ankle was hugged by something, and he was still dragging it in...

"Auntie, you helped us a lot just now. We are allies. We can't just turn our faces like this!"

Wang Jie muttered, grabbed the wet mud, and climbed up desperately. But it's okay not to struggle, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

"It's too late, Mr. Wang, don't move, listen to me, the last move!" Zan Xichuan saw the red mist holding the black shadow flying back, and took out a yellow paper villain from his pocket.

"Big cat, protect it for me, don't let it rain." Zan Xichuan said, throwing the little paper man into the pit, and sternly shouted: "Ghosts come by ghosts, people are people, each has its own way, landing. Soul, with an edict, go into the soil, you are the minister, and I am the king. Go!"

Zhang Dabiao quickly take off your jacket and put it in the air as a rain cover.

I saw the little yellow paper man, who swished, jumped out, and went in along the black hole that had been drilled earlier.

That's amazing, as soon as the little paper man entered the tomb, Wang Jie instantly felt relaxed.

Later, I learned that the little paper man was the bait, and he died for himself...

"Big cat, take your hand, pull Mr. Wang up!" Zan Xichuan yelled to Zhang Dabiao, and the two men bent over at the same time, working together, and they just pulled Wang Jie up from the sticky mud.

"Shut up, cover your nose, don't turn around!" Zan Xichuan hurriedly reminded as soon as Wang Jie came up.

Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao did not dare to be negligent. The three of them covered their mouths and noses at the same time, their eyes drooping, and no more movement.

"Swish..."

As we spoke, the red light arrived, and the red mist circled the three of them. The three of them were motionless, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

After a pause, the red mist didn't seem to feel any abnormality, and then roared into the tomb.

"It's done!" Zan Xichuan was relieved and shouted: "Hurry up and fill the soil!"

The three of them lifted the shovel and did it, but it didn't work. They even used their hands.

After abandoning all the power, I finally filled the tomb in the fastest time!

"Okay, let's talk about it later." Zan Xichuan took a breath and sat on the ground.

However, as soon as he sat down, he pinched his hands and then stood up suddenly, saying loudly: "No, go back quickly, there is something else at home!"

The three of them couldn't care about the mud and turned around and ran back.

As he ran, Zhang Dabiao asked: "Old Zan? Old Zan, I just saw the red light and wanted to hold a dark shadow, what is that..."

Zan Xichuan snorted: "Then you need to talk about it? Think about it with your ass, you know, what is that..."

Wang Jie already understands at this moment. It seems that the village head Liu Dazhu is 80% dead, and his soul was taken away by the female ghost... As for serving as a subordinate, he should not be treated as a nutritious meal by qi and yin. Got it... No wonder Zan Xichuan said that he wanted to play a big one.

When the three hurried back to Liu Huilan's house, before they were in the hospital, they heard whimpers from afar, and this weird voice was particularly clear in the rainy night.

"Look, there is a shadow!" Wang Jie said coldly.

Sure enough, following his finger forward, he saw several shadows jumping around on the roof of Liu Huilan's house.

In terms of form, it should be five women.

With disheveled hair and swaying waist.

However, judging from the speed of its movement and the surrounding halo, it is clear that this is not a person, but also a dirty thing!

"Well, there shouldn't be any problems with the family, right?" Zhang Dabiao exclaimed.

His shouting seemed to have disturbed the things on the beams of the room. I saw the shadows in the five-color robes all turning their heads.

Wang Jie was stunned!

This was the first time in his life that he saw the unspeakable things head-on.

All of the five faces were pale and bloodless, with a piercing grin on the corners of their mouths, with scarlet tongues, and blood-red eyes staring straight at him.

"This...this is five ghosts jumping off the beam..."

Zan Xichuan's voice trembled a little.

Upon hearing Zan Xichuan's voice, both Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao were a little confused. The old boy has always had his eyes above the top, and he believes that Yuan Tiangang is alive, and he has never been in vain in Yin-Yang, Five Elements, and other methods. What happened today?

"Lao Zan, what is this? You are talking!" Zhang Dabiao roared anxiously, "Isn't you going to run into troubles that you can't deal with!"

Wang Jie also felt embarrassed in his heart. Could it be that these five ghosts jumped to the beam, what kind of vicious ghost?

Unexpectedly, after a brief loss of consciousness, Zan Xichuan suddenly calmed down and said lightly: "Two masters, don't panic, this is not a difficult method. With me, this is all pediatrics..."