I quickly braked the car and tilted on the seat and kept confused. At first I didn't believe it. Just a photo, maybe Uncle San could take a look.

Besides, no matter how great his ability was circulated, I have never seen it with my own eyes. Instead, I know Jing'er and treat meticulously. I still have sex with her at night. Why isn't I a living person?

After a while, I was a little shaken because the serious "rumor" of the men and women in front appeared in my head, and I remembered many abnormalities here. After picking up my phone, I hung up my mother's phone and searching for Zhao Liangcun online. If something really happened, I could find out.

In this wilderness, the signal is average, and the page will jump after a long time. There are many villages named this, and the most inconspicuous one is here.

I looked down and my eyes couldn't help but twitch. It was two years ago. One night, a heavy rain that had never happened in a century, and Zhao Liangcun, with a low terrain, was swallowed by the gathering water. When the rescue arrived, I found that the doors of all the houses under the water were almost closed tightly. What was strange was that no corpse was found inside!

As for the surviving female college student paper-cutters, there is no relevant report. However, some media said that the villagers went to the mountains to take shelter before the heavy rain and waited until the water receded and then moved back. I felt that this was the truth, but it was so evil that the people who were flirting with were so evil.

As soon as my heart disease was gone, my stomach ache gained the upper hand. I was soft all over. I couldn't stop the accelerator and it was a big deal. I pressed my phone to call 120, saying that it was about ten miles away from Zhao Liangcun, but there were so many forks, who knew where it was?

I didn't have anybody for a long time, so I was forced to hang up.

At this moment, another mouthful of blood flowed upwards. After I vomited it, I became more and more drowsy. Could it be that today I, Chen Wan, died here? I couldn't give up my family and my beloved Jing'er, and I was relying on this idea to hold on to it...

Maybe it's been a long time, or maybe not long ago, a roar of the engine suddenly rang out in front of me, and I looked at it in a daze. A chubby man was riding a big horsepower motorcycle, and then he suddenly shook his tail and stopped beside my car, breaking a glass-wet mud-like idea!

I was shocked, and the fat man looked more and more familiar with him.

He reached into the car and unscrew the door on my side. What was he trying to do? I struggled and twisted, but heard the other party say, "Son, don't move around if you want to survive!"

This sound and name?

Could it be...

I tried hard to open my eyes and saw the fat man's faces clearly. Isn't it just my third uncle who was not at the head and tail? Even though I had many doubts, I couldn't open my mouth to ask, and then stopped moving.

The next thing for Uncle San did was to strip my clothes naked. He looked and touched it for a long time until I was stunned and felt a mouthful of blood rippled up again. Uncle San stopped his hand, opened the black cloth bag hanging on his body, and took out a piece of white dough wrapped in paper, but it was oily. He twisted off two pieces and rubbed them into small lumps to stuff my nostrils to death.

I don’t know what this thing is. It tastes like mustard, garlic, spicy oil and durian mixed together. No matter how exciting it is, the moment it pours into the nose, it rushes my internal organs wildly!

After less than a cup of tea, my consciousness was like a revival, and I was gasping for breath in a greed. Uncle San nodded slightly, "Fortunately it is not the worst case."

"Uncle San, what's wrong with me?" My stomach still hurts and my voice is a little weak.

"I can't figure it out for the time being."

While Uncle San was talking, his fat hand suddenly punched my stomach hard. I clearly felt my stomach shrinking suddenly and began to vomit out in a sensation. Then it didn't hurt much, but I was scared by the scene in front of me. In addition to the blood foam, there was a lot of mess on the ground.

I trembled my fingers and pointed at two things that I could recognize, and said in shock: "Rat's tail? Snake skin...when will I eat it?"

Uncle San asked me to calm down. He picked up a branch and pulled it out while distinguishing it, saying: "The tail of a rat, the scales of a snake, the needle of a hedgehog, the legs of a spider, the hair of a yellow skin, the tail hook of a scorpion and the bumpy skin of a toad..."

I felt disgusted and cautious, and I was almost overwhelmed with goose bumps. Just attack this, if I was stubborn again, I would be really stupid.

Then his face changed drastically, "Seven Evil Soup! Sweet your son, it's so troublesome now. To be honest, how many meals did you eat in total?"

Seven Evil Soup?

I shook my head in a daze, "I don't know, how did you find it?"

"Touch your neck and see if there is nothing missing." Uncle San said with regret.

I raised my hand and touched it, and there was only an empty red rope left. The one hanging above was the jade talisman that my third uncle gave when I was full moon. After becoming sensible, my father said it was for body protection. When he encountered a fatal danger, he would be broken if he could withstand a disaster. He ordered me not to pick it. So it has been with me since I was a child. I always thought that my parents were not taking it seriously for peace of mind, but at this moment, the red rope was not broken but the jade talisman disappeared.

Uncle San asked me to dig up the gnocchi in my nose and said, "Yuzai was around 3 a.m. I rushed to you from the south. It was not too late. I will come here. Let me talk about everything you saw when you came here yesterday. Don't be ashamed to say anything. I may make a mistake if I say less."

I felt strange naked, so I told the story while wearing it. It took a quarter of an hour to finish it. Uncle San took out a cigarette and lit it and handed it to me. He frowned his eyebrows and asked, "You were distracted before entering the village. The four vegetarian and three meats are the seven evil soups. Is it true that I didn't move at all this morning?"

"I almost ate it, but I didn't touch my stomach pain. Uncle San, what is the Qisha Soup?" I was still confused. It was clearly delicious at that time. Why did it become like this on the ground?

"It is specially used to kill the souls. After two meals, your body will become empty. Thanks to your glass belly, you absorb a little in one meal, and the impact is not great." Uncle San suddenly asked after explaining, "Which is your girlfriend's birthday?"

I thought about it and said, "Fifth of April."

Uncle San said, "You are on the fourth day of the fifth month, right?"

I nodded.

"Ha... I'm so scared to see which clumsy who are so vicious, dare to use my nephew to match the 99-nine-yin marriage!" Uncle San's face was trembling with fat flesh on his face, and turned over and stepped onto the big motorcycle, "Come on, go to Zhao Liangcun."

I locked my friend's car and squeezed it up with difficulty. I have to say that Uncle San is too fat. His fat body and the back box were stuck, and I was spared from helping him. It was difficult to fall down.

On the way, I asked strangely: "Why did that amulet break?"

"It should be when her dead father wanted to kill you." Uncle San speculated, "But there is one thing I can't figure out. The other party wanted to destroy your soul just to make your body. But before the matter was done, he wanted to use a knife to destroy the integrity of his body, and there was a lot of contradiction."

I don't know anything, it seems to be listening to a book of heaven. It is worth mentioning that the black cloth bag hanging on my shoulders is bulging, and it seems to be filled with many things. I know that it is his outfit that runs through the world, so I touch it strangely through the cloth. Uncle San even joked that I would like to hang out with him.

I took my hand back hypocritically. What is Mr. Yin and Yang profession? There are three people in the folk: debut, debut and black. The latter refers to Mr. Yin and Yang, who hangs a black cloth bag on his shoulders and black cloth shoes on his feet. He walks on the road of the world and eats Yin family meals. It is said that he deals with dead people and ghosts every day, so I didn't dare to take over the third uncle's words.

We soon arrived fifty meters outside Zhaoliang Village. Uncle San wanted to touch him and find out, so he told me to follow me and not to act rashly. I said don't worry and absolutely obey, so I sneaked with him to the bottom of the old house at the edge of the village.

I stretched out my head and looked at the village that was empty before leaving, but now it was similar to when I came last night. The villagers who went to the market came back, and the crowds were talking and laughing in groups were very lively.

At this moment, Uncle San narrowed his eyes into slits and sighed, "This village... has long been completely reduced to a place for raising corpses, without any living popularity!"

"Why? Aren't the villagers all good?" I wondered.

Uncle San slapped his head: "I almost forgot, your eyebrow has not been resolved yet." Then he took a small bottle as big as a thumb in the black cloth bag, poured two drops on my eyelids, and said, "Wait for a few seconds and then see what those things are."

"oh."

My eyes seemed to be confused in an instant, and I couldn't see anything clearly. After a few breaths, I poked my head out and looked into the village again.

The next second, my heart slammed into my throat and my scalp was numb and cramps!
Chapter completed!