-----------------------------------------Grass--------

------------------------------------------------Wang Zhen is a rich second generation, the only one

What troubled him was that he had gone bald early on at a young age. Although he tried various treatments, none of them worked, and there was still no grass growing on his head.

Recently, Wang Zhen found out that a charlatan named Yang Bin had a folk remedy that was specially designed to treat baldness and was extremely effective. So, he immediately went to Yang Bin and asked him to treat him.

Yang Bin agreed, but made two conditions, asking Wang Zhen to agree: first: once treatment starts, it must persist to the end; second: the treatment process must be kept confidential.

Wang Zhen was overjoyed and naturally agreed to Yang Bin's conditions.

However, Yang Bin's folk remedies were indeed surprisingly "extraordinary". Every time he treated Wang Zhen, he always took Wang Zhen to a grassy field in the suburbs and implanted a handful of grass into Wang Zhen's scalp...

In the first few times, this folk remedy had no effect, and it made Wang Zhen unable to see anyone. He wanted to give up the treatment. However, at this moment, a miracle happened: the grass on his head gradually turned from green to black.

After a few more days of treatment, the first implanted grass completely turned into hair.

During the last treatment, Wang Zhen kept asking Yang Bin what these magical herbs were, but Yang Bin refused to tell him.

Seeing that his baldness had been basically cured, Wang Zhen decided to risk his life. He threatened Yang Bin that if he didn't tell him the secret of grass turning into hair, he would make it public.

Yang Bin had no choice but to tell the truth. He said: "This grassland is actually a cemetery where many dead people were buried. Some of the dead were buried very shallowly. After they became ghosts, their hair began to grow. These grasses are

Their hair, I use these grasses to treat your baldness, but actually the devil is using your scalp to nourish his own hair."

Wang Zhen was shocked after hearing this, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he said to Yang Bin: "Don't talk nonsense. Even if these grasses are the hair of dead people or ghosts, they can only be black or white. How could it be?"

Where is the green one?" Yang Bin said with a smile: "You will know the reason in a moment."

After saying that, he shouted towards the grass: "Guys, this man is not trustworthy and wants to reveal your secrets. What do you think we should do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the grass began to tremble and then a huge crack opened. Then, one head after another emerged from the crack, all with disheveled hair and faces full of rotten flesh. The rotten smell was infuriating.

asphyxia.

Seeing what happened in front of him, Wang Zhen spit out a mouthful of green water with a "wow" sound - he was scared to death.

Those heads rushed forward, desperately wiping Wang Zhen's bile with their hair...

Yang Bin, who had been watching coldly from the side, laughed again. He said towards Wang Zhen's body: "Now, do you know why these 'grasses' are green!"

--------------------------------------------------Stone Heart--

---------------------------------------Zhao Qinghui is an out-and-out rich second generation

, he would drive his sports car around to show off every day when he wasn't doing anything serious.

Suddenly, Zhao Qinghui's sports car became slow for a while. Zhao Qinghui stepped on the accelerator desperately, but he couldn't pick up the speed. It could only reach a maximum of 80 miles. The wheels seemed to be entangled with something.

One night, Zhao Qinghui and his brothers made an appointment to have a party at a bar. He went out late and was almost running out of time, but the car could not go any faster. When he was anxious, he took a side road.

After turning into the alley, Zhao Qinghui immediately regretted it, because he saw blood stains on the side of the alley, and there were more and more blood stains as he went forward. Suddenly, a bloody man jumped up from the glass in front of the car. After Zhao Qinghui screamed, he turned the steering wheel and hit the car.

It hit the rocks on the side of the road and the sports car was torn apart on the spot.

Zhao Qinghui was thrown outside, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he vaguely saw a woman approaching. She only had one leg. The woman withdrew the stick from the broken axle, and then Zhao Qinghui saw clearly that it was

A bloody leg. The woman smiled and pressed the leg against her body: "I've been looking for it for a long time, but it turns out it's entangled in the axle!"

Zhao Qinghui's scalp suddenly became teary. The woman came over and squatted in front of him, grinning at him, her chin wobbly: "Sir, you didn't have a drink today?"

Zhao Qinghui suddenly remembered that a month ago he hit a woman while driving in the opposite direction after drinking, and she was rolled under the car. Zhao Qinghui, who was so frightened that there was no one around, immediately stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

.

"Don't look for me, I didn't mean it!" Zhao Qinghui held his head and screamed, thinking that it must be a female ghost who came to claim his life.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to see something on your body." Before Zhao Qinghui could react, the woman's hand had already reached into his arms, and he immediately felt like his heart had been ripped out.
Chapter completed!