The old man smiled and said, "I just came back from Shen Laoqi's house to drink. Officials, your car must be broken. Why don't you go to my house with me to make do with you overnight?"

Mu Mu felt something was wrong, but he didn't expect Qu Jiang to agree directly. He said, "Then I'll trouble you, uncle."

The old man smiled and said, "It's nothing, then put your car here and come here to pick it up tomorrow morning."

So Mu Mu was confused, but didn't say much, and honestly followed the old man along the road in the opposite direction.

The further you go, the more fog you will get.

As he walked, Mu Mu could hardly see the old man in front of him.

It's hazy, and the more I look at it, the more I feel it's abnormal.

Mu Mu subconsciously reached out and pulled Qu Jiang beside him. Qu Jiang seemed to understand Mu Mu's intention, and reached out to pat Mu Mu's hand and showed it to be fine.

In this way, Mu Mu and Qu Jiang followed the old man for about five or six minutes, entered a turntable on the left, passed a pond, and came to a thatched house. There was no light in the room.

The old man walked to the door, opened the door, and then the room lit up.

The lights are dim, and it should be a small light bulb of about ten tile.

Qujiang entered the door without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Mu Mu followed him in.

As soon as I entered the door, a musty smell penetrated into my nose.

I originally thought the room would be warmer, but after entering the door, I realized that it was almost cold as outside.

The old man’s main hall is very simple, just a shabby altar with a picture of blessing and longevity.

Under the light, Mu Mu could clearly see the old man's appearance.

On his outlined face, there was a red rosacea and two triangular eyes. He turned it from time to time. No matter how you look at it, he was not a decent person.

The old man smiled and greeted Mu Mu and Qu Jiang, "Let's go and sit in the main hall."

Then, the triangular eyes swept into the bag in Qujiang's hand from time to time.

After Qu Jiang sat down on the big bench, he looked at each other. His eyes were extremely calm, and there was a playful lingering on the corners of his mouth, as if he was looking forward to something.

The old man said, "I'll make a cup of tea for you."

Qu Jiang said, "Thank you, uncle."

After the old man entered the house, Mu Mu approached Qujiang and whispered, "Is this a coincidence?"

Qu Jiang smiled slightly at Mu Mu and signaled Mu Mu not to speak much.

Mu Mu had to give up for the time being, just want to know what he was selling in his gourd.

After a while, the old man brought two cups of tea from the dark room and placed it in front of the tables of Mu Mu and Qu Jiang.

Mu Mu and Qu Jiang both thanked each other at the same time. The old man smiled and asked, "Where did you call me in the middle of the night?"

Because Qu Jiang had told Mu Mu not to speak too much, Mu Mu naturally didn't want to speak.

Qu Jiang smiled and said, "Do you know the bald man not far away?"

The old man thought for a moment, nodded with a smile, "It's all the fellow villagers in the country, how can I not recognize him? But isn't the bald man dead?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Mu raised his eyebrows, and this old man was indeed not right.

Before this, Mu Mu had asked someone, but whenever others heard that they mentioned the bald man, they would be afraid of talking.

After all, it has been a day or two for haunted things, but the old man was not afraid at all.

The more this happens, the more curious Mu Mu becomes.

Qu Jiang obviously saw it, why did he follow this old man to his house?

Qu Jiang then asked the old man, "Uncle, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, his face a little unnatural. Although he was concealed quickly, he was caught by the sharp-eyed Mu Mu.

He smiled and said, "Official family, are you talking and joking, aren't you afraid to ask this at night?"

Qu Jiang smiled slightly and said, "We are not afraid, we are still afraid of death. Otherwise, the car will not dare to stay in the car."

The old man smiled awkwardly, then looked at the tea in front of Mu Mu and Qu Jiang, and urged, "Do you two dislike the dirty tea sets in my house?"

Qu Jiang shook his head and said, "How could it be?"

Then he picked up the cup in front, blew it, and took a sip.

The old man suddenly raised his lips, and then looked at Mu Mu again.

Seeing that Qu Jiang had drunk it, Mu Mu glanced at the tea, but still didn't drink it. "I'm still young, so I won't drink tea. Thank you, Mr.."

The old man smiled and said, "Well, it's okay. By the way, there is only one room. If you don't dislike it, you will sleep in the other room at night, and there is a bed inside. Are you brothers and sisters? Let's make do with it tonight."

Qu Jiang nodded and said, "Okay."

Then the old man went into the small dark room on his own and closed the door.

Qu Jiang got up, took his bag and walked towards the small dark room on the left.

Mu Mu also walked in.

As soon as I entered the room, the room was filled with an unpleasant smell of mud.

This old man's house is strange everywhere.

After entering the door, Qu Jiang groped, but didn't look for the lights. In desperation, he took out his cell phone to light the lights.

After Qu Jiang opened his cell phone, Mu Mu closed the door of the house.

Then he saw Qu Jiang sitting by the bed and spitting water on the ground.

Mu Mu walked towards him and said, "Brother Qujiang, fortunately you didn't really drink it just now."

Qu Jiang made a gesture of silence to Mu Mu, then spitted a few mouthfuls on the ground, wiped his mouth, and leaned into Mu Mu's ear and asked in a low voice, "Well, fortunately you didn't drink it just now!"

Qu Jiang sighed helplessly at Mu Mu and said, "This old man is very bad. He is just peeing!"

A nausea in my stomach.

Then Qu Jiang whispered to Mu Mu, "We have already been in the middle of the conversation. If we can't do it well, we are now sitting in the stinky ditch, but we don't know it."

Upon hearing this, Mu Mu looked around.

There is indeed a smell of stinking in the house.

Could it be that a ghost hits a wall?

Qu Jiang sighed and said in a low voice, "Are you guessing that something I stole from the bald man before?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Mu frowned, and suddenly he vaguely remembered that when he broke out, he seemed to be holding something thick and thin in his hand, because the light was too dark and he couldn't see it clearly.

So he asked curiously, "What is it?"

Qujiang looked out the door, then leaned into Mu Mu's ear again and whispered, "Evil ghosts usually cannot be reincarnated. Unless they find a scapegoat, they will experience his death every day. Otherwise, they will be resentful.

It will gradually disappear and eventually the soul will disappear."

"The bald head was actually killed by a chopstick piercing her ear. I didn't know this before. When I went in, I happened to find that he was holding the chopstick piercing her ear, but accidentally dropped it on it.

On the ground.”
Chapter completed!