Chapter 204 Ma Xiaoling?

Chapter 204 Ma Xiaoling?

Chapter 204 Ma Xiaoling?
Chu Renmei was nearly struck to death by thunder, but after following Tan Wenjie to Huangshan Village, strands of resentment as thin as hair surged wildly, and the yin energy in the entire Huangshan Village was like boiling water. She was also recovering quickly, just like a deflated balloon being quickly inflated.

"Are you a pufferfish? You inflate when you get angry."

The next time I take action, I must first dig out Chu Renmei's body and attack both her body and soul. However, the current situation is still okay, and Chu Renmei is willing to communicate with me.

The people in Huangshan Village died, forming a small ghost domain, but now these ghosts are avoiding the two of them.

The female ghost hiding in the corner looked at Tan Wenjie and Chu Renmei with fear.

"Your friend?" he asked again.

When a person dies and becomes a zombie, he or she will first suck the blood of his or her closest relatives.

After death, people turn into evil ghosts. If relatives do not pay tribute to them in time, they may murder their close ones.

"Qian...er..."

"Qian'er?"

Tan Wenjie glanced at the spirit tablet, and then looked at the figure with blood coming out of all seven orifices. The resentment in her was stronger than that of other ghosts.

He still remembered that Chu Renmei was surrounded by three children, one of whom was Li Qiang. When Chu Renmei was chosen to make a movie, she asked Li Qiang to help keep it secret.

The remaining two people are Qian'er and Xiaoxiang, who are singing opera following the Chu Aesthetics School.

Given Chu Renmei's situation at the time, even though she was filled with murderous intent, since she didn't kill Li Qiang, it was impossible for her to kill Qian'er casually.

"You want to know how she died?"

Will a ghost whose body is filled with resentment really care about its deceased friends in his previous life? Not necessarily.

Tan Wenjie approached the figure, and the female ghost trembled and retreated.

Chu Renmei's face was against Tan Wenjie's back, and she walked forward step by step behind him, while the female ghost retreated to distance herself from Tan Wenjie. This scene was very strange.

"She doesn't recognize you anymore."

Chu Renmei: "..."

"I'll help you to save her soul? Or I'll help you to save all the ghosts in Huangshan Village?"

In fact, he can also chant sutras to transcend the souls, but he usually likes to be lazy. Thunder method of transcendence may be faster. No one who has used it has said anything bad about it.

Chu Renmei: "..."

Riddle ghost rolls out of horror movies.

Speaking of which, horror movies are the ones that like to insert riddles the most. If the words are spoken directly, there is a high probability that the story will not unfold.

It was obvious that Chu Renmei didn't care about the female ghost suspected to be Qian'er. She just wanted to come back. Now that Tan Wenjie wanted to leave, she didn't stop him.

Striding out of Huangshan Village, Tan Wenjie found that Qian'er was actually staggering behind him, trying to follow him out, but because her strength was not enough to break through the ghost domain, it was like she hit a wall of air and stood still like a zombie.

He slashed the air with his ghost-killing machete. He didn't have the ability to cut through space, but he could still cut through the thick ghost energy. As long as there was a gap, Qian'er could get out with difficulty.

After leaving Huangshan Village, Qian'er went on her own and headed straight for the small shop in front of Huangshan Village.

Tan Wenjie quickened his pace to catch up.

This scene looked very strange. A female ghost with blood coming out of all seven orifices was staggering forward with her hands raised flat. Behind her was Tan Wenjie holding a machete, and at the back was Chu Renmei who was clinging to Tan Wenjie tightly.

The old man who had previously warned Tan Wenjie not to enter Huangshan Village casually saw him walking alone and took the initiative to ask: "Are you okay?"

In his mind, Tan Wenjie must be a very brave young man who is not afraid of death. He has seen too much of this recently.

Some time ago, I heard that there are still some young people who like to play the game of copying tombstones. Those creatures usually hide in graves, and occasionally they will play games with people in a playful manner. If you are entangled by them, you are dead.

As for the figure in blue, he often saw similar hallucinations. Anyone who had experienced the Huangshan Village massacre would regard the three words "Chu Renmei" as a nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Tan Wenjie watched Qian'er pounce on the old man and strangle him by the neck with her hands.

No, it should be that the old man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his neck, trying to strangle himself. He quickly walked over and slapped Qian'er on the forehead with one finger, knocking her away, saving the old man and placing the sword across Qian'er's shoulder.

"do not move."

If there is a conflict between humans and ghosts, he will definitely choose to stand on the side of humans first.

If there is a distinction between good and evil on both sides, he will let the ghost reincarnate instead of letting the ghost kill people. As long as you talk more with your second uncle, you will understand that ghosts will bear injustice if they kill people. As for the evil people, in fact, when the thunder strikes the evil people, it will also leave lightning patterns.

Lei Gong punishes evil, and this evil includes not only demons and monsters, but also those who are disloyal, unjust, unfilial, and extremely evil.

"Ugh—" The old man breathed rapidly, as if he would faint at any moment.

Finally he opened his mouth: "Ah!"

He was panting heavily, and his chest heaving violently.

"Qian'er!"

"Do you know Qian'er?"

The old man looked at Tan Wenjie and found that he was holding a large machete across the air, as if he was holding something.

Thinking back to the vague sight of Chu Renmei before and the illusion he had just seen, he swallowed subconsciously.

Perhaps, the knife was blocking Qian'er.

"Don't worry, no one can hurt you while I'm here."

The old man nodded, took a deep breath and paused for a long time, then pulled out the memory from the depths of his mind, and then said: "I know Qian'er. I studied opera with her back then. You can call me Uncle Xiang."

Tan Wenjie asked, "How did Qian'er die?"

"Die because of me."

Uncle Xiang rubbed his neck to relieve the discomfort, but the hand marks on his neck were clearly visible.

He did not hide: "That year, after Aunt Mei died."

Chu Renmei behind Tan Wenjie suddenly became restless, but she calmed down when Tan Wenjie made the Five Thunders Righteousness hand gesture with his left hand.

People who like to reason must know some martial arts skills so that they can make those who don’t like to listen obey.

A sudden cold wind blew and Uncle Xiang shivered.

"It's okay, just keep talking, Aunt Mei is a very nice person."

Seeing Tan Wenjie calm and composed, Uncle Xiang suddenly felt like his bladder was coming back, and his crotch felt a little warm and damp.

Not only Qian'er is there, but also Chu Renmei?

After swallowing nervously, Uncle Xiang said, "After Aunt Mei died, we who sang with Aunt Mei all had a hard time. Li Qiang was lucky enough to be in my role. Qian'er and I could only travel around with the original troupe. You may not know the situation at that time. It was 1913..."

"Stop, no need to introduce the historical context."

He really didn't know what it was like in 1913, but in 1912, Mr. Tan knew too much. He said bluntly that when he went to the Republic of China, no one knew who the county magistrate was when he went to his territory. But when asked who Tan Wenjie was, everyone, from the old to the young, dead or alive, knew him. When they saw him from afar, they would stop and say hello, "Hello, Mr. Tan!"

"We had a hard life at that time. I was an average singer and did odd jobs, but Qian'er was a good singer, and then she was targeted by a wealthy young master. He knew that Qian'er and I had been childhood sweethearts and had feelings for each other, so he captured me and forced Qian'er to be his mistress." Uncle Xiang sighed, "Qian'er agreed to save me, and then Qian'er committed suicide. I took her spirit tablet back to Huangshan Village, and remembered how Aunt Mei took care of us, so I placed the spirit tablet next to Aunt Mei's tablet, hoping that the two of them could accompany each other after death."

After saying this, he sighed, tears welling up in his eyes. It seemed that he had really touched upon something sad.

But when he looked up at Tan Wenjie, he found that Tan Wenjie not only did not empathize with him, but looked at him strangely.

"Do you think I can't understand ghosts, so you're going to say something to trick me?"

Chu Renmei's resentment turned Huangshan Village into a simple ghost town, where ghosts wandered in agony for eternity and could never leave. Considering that Chu Renmei died with a strong resentment, it was normal that she was like a murderer who showed no mercy to familiar people.

Anyone who has experienced the Huangshan Village Massacre would never think that putting Qian'er and Chu Renmei together is a good thing, and would be oppressed forever.

Uncle Xiang's expression changed slightly.

"Do you want to hear what Qian'er said?"

Tan Wenjie put down the knife, and a machete disappeared from his hand, but Uncle Xiang no longer had the idea to think about why. He said softly, "Qian'er said, let you die."

"Didn't you say that as long as you are here, no one can hurt me?"

"Did I say that? I'm sorry. I'm used to lying to ghosts. I accidentally lied to you."

How strong must the hatred be for a female ghost who escaped from the ghostland to first think of killing her old friend from decades ago? Even a fierce person like Chu Renmei did not immediately go to kill Li Qiang.

He bent down, opened the suitcase, and took out a half-used bottle of cow's tears mouthwash.

"Ox tears, after applying it, you can see Qian'er and Aunt Mei." Tan Wenjie asked, "Do you want to try it?"

Cow's tears? That's obviously a bottle of mouthwash.

It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, because without Tan Wenjie’s suppression, Qian’er has already pounced on him madly.

"Look at you, you're anxious again!"

Tan Wenjie reached out and grabbed Qian'er's collar from behind, pulling it down as if he was catching a chicken.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After two dangerous encounters, Uncle Xiang felt dizzy.

"Can you tell the truth now?"

No matter where the ghosts come from, there must be a reason for them to harm people. Even those indiscriminate killers in Japan, such as Kayako and Sadako, had to break into people's homes or see their private photos or videos.

"I said."

Uncle Xiang told the story again. There was indeed a rich young man pursuing Qian'er. At that time, Qian'er and Uncle Xiang had secretly decided to spend their lives together, so he persuaded Qian'er to become the rich young man's concubine.

The plot is very similar to the experiences of Bu Wantian and Chu Renmei. The only difference is that Qian'er really lives a wealthy life.

Xiaoxiang, who has poor singing talent and loves to be lazy, has a hard life in the opera troupe. He initially asked Qian'er for help, but then he found that Qian'er was living a pretty good life, so his attitude gradually changed, from borrowing money to asking for money.

After they helped each other three or four times, the matter was discovered by a rich young man, who beat them up and kicked them out.

The two who could only sing opera had a very difficult life. Xiaoxiang wanted to marry Qian'er to a rich man, but Qian'er refused to obey. The two had countless arguments until Qian'er was accidentally killed by Xiaoxiang.

"I threw away Qian'er's body, but her ghost didn't let me go. I asked a Taoist priest for help, and he said that if I wanted to get rid of the ghost, I had to seal it up. Then I remembered Huangshan Village, so I brought her body back to Huangshan Village and put the spirit tablet together with Chu Renmei's. Since then, I have really not been entangled by her again."

"You don't dare to leave. You have to guard this place. You are afraid that Qian'er will escape and seek revenge on you."

There must be a lot of concealment in the story told by the other party, with twists and turns, and the real situation may be even worse.

Tan Wenjie looked at Qian'er: "What are you going to do?"

He didn't quite agree with ghosts killing people. It was like a conflict between a person with a job and a happy family and a person who had nothing. It was such a loss.

Ghosts can also be reincarnated. Although Qian'er is full of resentment, it is all due to the suppression of Chu Renmei's ghost domain and decades of accumulated resentment. He has never harmed anyone. If the other party insists, he will not forcibly stop it. There are people who deserve to die and ghosts who are willing to bear the sins. He can just be a spectator.

It is difficult for people like Chu Renmei to be reborn as they have committed too many sins of killing. However, it is very suitable for them to take the fast track to becoming a Buddha. They can find a high monk to chant sutras for them to be liberated, or have a deity to enlighten them so that they can put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas directly.

That is to say, it is the wrong breed, otherwise it could have become a mount.

"Mount?" Tan Wenjie admitted that he had thought a little bit wrongly.

Nie Xiaoqian and the White Snake should both be mounts.

Tan Wenjie rode away on his motorcycle, and Chu Renmei just snuggled up to him. If anyone with the ability to see Yin and Yang saw this scene, they would definitely find it extremely strange.

At night, when Tan Wenjie saw Fengyoujing, this guy lowered his voice and said, "There have been more and more strange things recently. Didn't you want to find that Huangshan Village before?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"An old man who lived outside Huangshan Village died today. He strangled himself to death."

While Fengyoujing was still talking about the increasing number of bizarre news, Tan Wenjie thought about how after killing Uncle Xiang, Qian'er's resentment disappeared.

The scene was a bit like achieving Buddhahood after one's obsession was satisfied.

"Is this world so evil?"

Could it be that he had to transform into a fierce ghost "genie" and let them rub it to immediately fulfill three wishes?

He always felt that it wouldn't be that simple. Most of the obsessive ghosts wanted to kill people, and he certainly couldn't support all the ghosts in carrying out a massacre.

The two came to the police station and the morgue.

There's already a policeman guarding here.

"Fengyoujing, Ajie, you are here, remember to be quiet and keep your voice down." Atu lowered his voice, "This case is too weird. All the pressure on Huang Sir is on Yige. If they know that I sold information and let you take pictures secretly, they will definitely shoot me."

"Don't worry." Feng Youjing patted the other person's shoulder.

The three entered the morgue.

A male corpse without hands or feet, with a strange smile on his face.

"Snapped--"

The flash illuminated the body.

Atu immediately stopped them: "Damn it, we said we should do it quietly, but you guys are still using flash!"

"Sorry, I will pay attention." Feng Youjing and Atu were arguing.

Tan Wenjie was paying attention to the corpse.

He just remembered the second film in the Village Corpse series, which was far more disgusting than the first one, but the plot had too many loopholes and ended in a whimper.

If not all the characters die in the end in a horror movie, the sense of horror will be reduced, which is why Mei Yi has become the representative of terrifying female ghosts.

Feng Youjing took the photo very quickly and the two of them left in the elevator together.

The elevator went down and the numbers jumped rapidly.

"We got a lot of good stuff this time." Fengyoujing turned to look at Tan Wenjie, "By the way, Ajie, did you notice anything unusual?"

Tan Wenjie looked at Fengyoujing's forehead.

Yintang turns black.

It was fine just now, how come it became like this in the blink of an eye?
"Ajie, what's wrong?" Feng Youjing touched his forehead subconsciously.

"Did you see or hear anything just now?"

"No."

"Listen to me, don't follow this case anymore." Tan Wenjie patted Fengyoujing's shoulder, "Otherwise, if you continue to follow this case, you will die."

Ding, the elevator door opens.

“Ah, I’ll die?” Feng Youjing leaned back to distance himself, “You are not kidding, are you sure there is no way to resolve this, Master? You are not going to say that I have encountered a ghost, are you, hahahaha.”

"Yes, you have encountered a ghost, and it is a human pig ghost. If you don't want to be chopped into a human stick, you'd better find a temple to worship, donate money, and live in it for a few days."

Fengyoujing shook his head: "Forget it. If I don't work, the loan sharks will turn me into a human stick first."

Two women were standing outside the fully opened elevator door, and they also heard the conversation between the two.

One of the women with pigtails stared at Tan Wenjie.

She said, "What did you just say?"

Tan Wenjie: "Ma Xiaoling?"

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