Zhaozhuang was not big, and the three of them shouted at the street corner, and the villagers quickly gathered together. They liked to watch the fun, and it was the same in any world.

"What are you doing? I screamed and cried early in the morning."

"Shh, don't shout so loudly, something happened. I heard that Quniu's wife was damn in broad daylight." Someone quickly stopped others from loud voices and told him the reason in a low voice.

"Hell? Why are you gathering at Laowai's door?"

"You're so stupid when you didn't see anyone. I heard that Quniu's wife was scared at the Taisho family."

"Is there anything terrible inside? No one goes to see it?"

"Who dares to go? Are you? If you are not afraid of death, go."

"Well?? No, no, no, I don't have that courage. I have old people and young people. It's great to be alive, but I don't make any trouble."

People were frightened by Quniu's wife, Bai Mo Zi was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was talking about it one by one. But no one dared to go into the house to see what was going on.

Out of fear and awe of ghosts and monsters, people were so scared that they beat the drums when they saw Quniu’s wife, and they even lost the courage to observe the truth.

Someone came out to help bring the scared wife Quniu home. The rest listened to Zhao Laowai's story.

The open door was seen from the wide open courtyard door.

Most of the villagers are thatched huts, low and dim. In addition, the sun is bright during the day and the door is bright, making it look dark inside. From the outside, you can't see the situation inside at all.

When Quniu's wife was carried away, she just repeated the words.

"There are ghosts, haunted." If anyone asks me, I can never tell you any other situation.

Seeing that things were frozen here, no one in the village had the courage to go to the house to check it out.

Zhao Laowai gritted his teeth. He didn't care about his old face and copied an axe. He strode into the house.

Although the young and middle-aged people among the villagers were timid, their distant relatives were not as good as those of neighbors. Zhao Laowai was usually very popular and wanted to enter the house. The young and middle-aged people each copied hoes, sickles, picks, axes and other guys in their hands. They looked at Laowai's figure nervously.

Among them was the bloody man, shouting: "Uncle Lao Wai is very good. Brother Dazheng is also a warm-hearted person. It is said that evil ghosts are afraid of the sun. It is sunny and sunny. I don't believe that ghosts dare to hurt people in broad daylight. Uncle Lao Wai, I will follow you in and see."

After he said this, several Erlenzi stood up and responded to him. He hugged Lao Wai and stepped into Dazheng's room as if he was homeless.

There are three thatched houses in Dazheng, one of which is considered a hall. At both ends are bedrooms. The room on the west side is next to the Laowai East House. There are no doors between the hall and the bedroom, but door curtains are hung.

Lao Wai and his team stepped into the house with their many people and their bravery regardless of consequences. All kinds of farm tools used as weapons were raised high, their bodies were tight and ready to attack or escape at any time.

Half of the curtain leading to the bedroom was lifted up, and after adapting to the darkness in the house, the situation in the bedroom was clear at a glance.

"Haha.hhh." Lao Wai and his group saw the situation in the house clearly and bent down and retching almost at the same time. If it weren't for the large number of people, they would have been out like Quniu's wife.

As soon as they entered the hut, a strong smell of blood hit their noses.

The scene in the bedroom is like a living hell.

The wife of Dasho was lying on the kang. The poor woman was naked and not covered in a short wisp. The bedding was stained with blood, and large pieces of blood flowed from the kang to the ground. The green-headed flies crawled around on the blood stains on the body of Dasho's wife.

A young man lying beside the woman, who was naked and lying on the sky. The flesh and blood were blurred between his legs. A large amount of blood was flowing out of the man. The man had been dead for a long time, but his mouth was wide open, as if he was laughing before his death. His face was filled with a smile of satisfaction and conquest.

Lao Wai almost fainted when he saw the man. The man was his son Taisho.

At this point, people no longer care about whether they should be seen or not. If a person dies, he will have to be cured. Don’t pay attention to the principle of men and women not being close to each other.

Some of those older people were brave enough to endure the disgust and check it carefully.

Someone had already helped Lao Wai out. His relatives died so tragically. It would be better not to let Lao Wai see it.

The people outside got the exact news of the time and began to prepare for the application of funerals.

When people arrived in the house, they saw the whole real scene.

I don’t know where the male root of Daesh was? Daesh’s wife was lying on the kang with her legs facing up to the sky. No wonder people saw that she was unnatural and her hands and feet were so awkward. It turned out that she was nailed by nails. Big nails were nailed to her wrists and ankles. Her abdomen was slightly raised, and her nostrils seemed to be inhaling.

Dasheng's wife was not breathing yet, so she quickly saved the person.

People first carried Taishen's body outside, and when they put their hands on it, the body was as light as a feather. A huge man seemed to be left with only a skin.

The woman who set up Taisho's body and turned around and nailed the tube to the kang.

When people went back to the house, they suddenly found that there was a child sitting on the belly of a woman named Tae-song.

People all know this child. Isn’t this Lao Wai’s grandson Zhao Xiaomao? People were so nervous just now that they forgot Xiaomao’s child for a while.

Where did Xiaomao hide it? How did he appear next to his mother?

"Xiaomao, Xiaomao, come, come to my uncle." Someone whispered Xiaomao's name. People were full of sympathy for their parents in this tragedy.

Xiaomao, who heard the words, raised her head and turned her face to everyone.

Oh my god, everyone's hair was standing up. If there weren't many people, they would really turn around and run away.

Xiaomao's mouth and hands were bleeding. She was holding a younger child in her hand. She was eating happily.

The woman Dasho was already broken by Xiaomao. Xiaomao grabbed a pair of bloody calves with both hands and sent them into her mouth. She sent a piece of bone into her mouth, and clattered a few times. Xiaomao stretched her neck and swallowed.

Xiaomao saw that everyone's eyes were red, and long fangs grew in her small mouth. She roared threats were made from her throat. She warned people not to get close.

"Monster," everyone was stunned for a moment, came to their senses, and ran outside Han's house with a sound.

"Clang" the door of the house moved without wind. It closed tightly,

There is no way to escape, and people grab the guy at hand to defend themselves.

Xiaomao laughed loudly, flying around people's heads, as fast as a meteor. At the beginning, the villagers rushed towards Xiaomao with desperate thoughts. However, Xiaomao's speed was too fast, and the villagers worked hard but failed. Instead, everyone was bitten by Xiaomao.

The wounds of the villagers were bitten and hurt, and they were shocked and frightened, and they hugged their heads and shouted. The effort was not long, and everyone lost the courage to resist. They buried their heads underground and asked for help without a life.

When people outside heard the call for help inside, they smashed the door with all their strength and removed the windows with all their strength. Some people even went up to the roof and wanted to lift up the roof to save people, but the dilapidated thatched hut suddenly turned into a cast iron cast, and no matter how they tossed, the house stood still.

Seeing that everyone stopped harassing him to eat, Xiaomao sat back on the belly of the woman Taisho and ate and drank.

After eating, Xiaomao stretched out her body and walked out of the house, frightened the person on the roof and threw him to the ground.

I saw a small figure appearing and disappearing on the roof and quickly left.

The door of the house was easily opened. People searched carefully and there was no stranger in the house.

The villagers Zhang asked about the funeral of Zhao Laowai's family. It was very pitiful. In one night, three people died and one of them was captured by monsters.

Life has to continue. After the funeral is over, the village has returned to its former peace.

Qu Qi's son Qu Niu is back. He was shocked when he heard about Mr. Zhao.

"Oh, this is all fate. You said Brother Dazheng had to buy that person's pill. If you can't afford it, why are you still negotiating terms with others? Besides, even if you negotiate terms, you won't lose your life."

The villagers were afraid that Zhao Laowai would not be able to think about it, so several people kept accompanying Zhao Laowai. At this time, when Quniu heard Quniu say this, Quniu explained it clearly. What did he and Dasheng and his party go through outside? Why did Dasheng come back early?

Qu Niu was about to say, heart-wrenching crying came from outside.

Soon, someone said, three people died in the village at once.

Three dead? People quickly check it out.

All three of them died were young, and they all participated in the affairs of the Taisho family that day. These people died in a very miserable state, and their hearts were dug out one by one.

The relatives of these three people were facing the sudden disaster. For a moment, Zhao Zhuang was shrouded in a grief.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!