Mortal Prison Chapter 14: Broken foot

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I sat on the slightly cool steps, clutching the phone in my hand so hard that my bones and joints turned white.

"Xiaojiu?"

The soldier tentatively called me. Seeing my eyes move a little, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Go to Taiyuan!"

I finally made a decision, stood up and patted the soldier on the shoulder: "You are right, we have reached this point, we have to go on, whether we are dead or alive."

The soldier grinned happily and happened to see the grocery store opposite the bureau open. He got up and bought a pack of cigarettes, and then he and I set out on the road together.

We chose to go home first. I left the ancient sword at home, and I planned to take it with me when I go to Taiyuan.

By now, I have roughly understood that in the whole thing, the ancient sword that looked rotten seemed to play a more important role than me. It must be protected and it is not safe to leave it at home.

By the time I got home, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The door to the house was closed tightly, which surprised me a little. It seemed that it had been inserted from inside.

My shabby house is far outside the county town. There are no residents around. There is only a courtyard next to my room and a soldier's room. In front of it is the farmland I contracted. There is nothing valuable in the house, just farm tools, pots and pans. Damn, most of the time I don't bother to lock the door when I go out. I cry when a thief comes here. How come the door is locked from the inside when I go out?

There can only be one possibility - someone has been here!

Is it Tingzi?

It is possible.

The gate couldn't be entered, so the soldier and I had no choice but to climb over the wall. It was an earthen wall over two meters high anyway, so it wasn't difficult. I asked the soldier to help me in the corner, and then I rode on the wall and jumped. Jumped into the yard.

Who would have thought that as soon as I landed, a blast of wind hit my ears, shocking me.

It was too late, but it was too late. Out of instinct, I quickly turned my body and hid.

Keng!

A rusty broken iron sword almost brushed my nose, and finally fell heavily to the ground, cutting dirt flying everywhere.

Isn’t this broken iron sword the one I took out from the ancient tomb?

"Brother Ninth?"

A confused female voice came from my ears.

I turned around and saw that it was Tingzi. The moment I landed, she was the one holding this iron sword to chop me. Fortunately, I reacted faster. Otherwise, I might have had to go over on the spot if I hadn't swung it down at once. . Although this iron sword is very rusty, it weighs several kilograms and is like an iron rod. If you really swing it on your head, your head will burst.

For a moment, I was so angry that my nose was twisted. Well, I was not beaten to death by the monster in the cell, but I was almost beaten to death by my own girl with an iron rod. What is this? I immediately scolded: "What the **** are you doing?"

"Brother Ninth, you are finally back."

Tingzi pursed her lips and threw herself into my arms.

I froze in place, a little at a loss. I just thought that I had frightened Tingzi by scolding her. Most of my anger was gone, and I sighed: "Okay, it's okay. From now on, girls will be the same. Stop hitting people with an iron rod all the time!"

The soldier may have heard unusual noises from outside. He couldn't wait for me to open the door, so he climbed up the wall. When he saw me and his sister hugging each other, he suddenly looked angry with his pig-headed face that was beaten into pork belly. Twisted, he roared: "Ye Xiaojiu, let go of my sister, or I will kill you if you don't let me go!"

After saying that, he lost his footing and fell off the wall, screaming in agony.

Looking at his posture, I dared not continue to hold Tingzi, so I quickly let go of my arms.

This grandson, he believes me in everything I say, except when it comes to his sister. Every time Tingzi and I are alone for a while, he has to blow up. I said I'm not that kind of person, Tingzi is also my sister. He didn't believe it, always saying that he should be careful about fire, theft, and Xiaojiu. A man and a woman who grew up together were childhood sweethearts. In the end, the man would always lose to the woman. It was like this in Huangmei dramas.

What can I say?

If I hold Tingzi again, he will come up and fight me.

No, as soon as he let go, his pig-headed face, which was black and purple from holding back, immediately relaxed a lot.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and glanced at Tingzi. The girl had a pale face, a pair of huge dark circles under her eyes, and looked very haggard.

I frowned slightly, smelling something unusual from her appearance and manner. I couldn't help but hold her shoulders. Just as I was about to speak, the soldiers rushed up and knocked her down with a "snap". out of my hand.

I shrugged helplessly, and then asked: "Tingzi, tell Brother Jiu, did something happen? And you...why are you here?"

It was okay if I didn’t ask, but when I asked, Tingzi couldn’t hold it in any longer. She burst out crying, trembling all over, pointing at the house and saying, “There is a ghost there...”

I shivered uncontrollably.

If someone had mentioned things like pits and ghosts to me a while ago, I would have just laughed it off.

But after what happened last night, I have a deep shadow on this kind of thing.

Don't talk about me, even the soldiers were thirsty and kept swallowing saliva nearby.

I took several deep breaths in succession, trying to calm myself down, and asked in a deep voice: "What is going on?"

Tingzi couldn’t explain clearly, so she just said, “You’ll know just when you go inside and take a look.”

At this point, I have no choice.

Taking the ancient sword from Pingzi's hand as a self-defense object, he entered the house side by side with the soldier.

In the room, you can hear the quiet sound of a needle dropping.

There was nothing unusual in the living room, so I used the ancient sword to open the door curtain and entered the bedroom.

I still haven’t seen any ghosts here, but something on the kang attracted me.

That's a foot.

Human feet.

It was broken at the ankle. It looked small, only thirty-seven or eighty in size, with no fingernails and a layer of solidified grease on the outside.

When I saw this foot, I was stunned for a long time. Then I turned around and looked at each other with the soldier, and we saw the shock in each other's eyes.

This foot, Da Bing and I have seen it before. It is exactly the foot that was stewed in the iron pot at Brother Jun’s house! !

That scene was so disgusting that I will never forget it in my life.

Why did this foot come to my house?

Could it be Brother Jun’s wife’s resentful spirit? !

However, as the old saying goes, if you don’t do anything wrong in your life, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. His wife and I are strangers and have no grievances. Even if she really becomes a ghost, she should seek revenge from Brother Jun. It's no big deal to come to me!

I found a bench and sat down, pulled Tingzi in front of me, and said solemnly: "Tingzi, Ninth Brother knows that you are afraid, and Ninth Brother is also afraid when this happens, but this is a mess. There has to be an explanation. Tell Brother Ninth carefully what happened last night?"

Tingzi was indeed frightened and trembling uncontrollably, but she was a brave girl. She calmed down and told her experience last night intermittently. Her words were a bit scattered. I thought for a moment and then My heart is clear.

The day Dabing and I set out to rob a trap, Dabing found a girl. Because he was in a hurry, he didn’t pay her. She came to Dabing’s house yesterday and took over Dabing’s house. Tingzi knew about us. I went out to do some errands. After I came here in the evening, I couldn't go home because I had to go home, so I just came to my place.

At night, while she was wrapped in clothes and sleeping soundly, she suddenly heard a burst of sinister laughter.

The laughter was high-pitched, as if you were laughing with your throat pinched, neither yin nor yang, and extremely penetrating.

Tingzi woke up from her dream. When she raised her head and opened her eyes, she saw a dead head lying on the window. The dead head had disheveled hair, eyes rolled up, blood flowing from all the orifices, and a cooked severed foot in its mouth, suspended in the air. He was smiling in mid-air, seemingly very proud, floating up and down in mid-air.

Tingzi just woke up and saw such a thing, she was almost scared to death.

After a while, the dead head left the window and flew into the house.

Tingzi was already frightened. In a panic, she picked up the iron sword I threw on the kang, struck the dead head with the sword, and the dead head screamed, holding the broken sword in its mouth. My feet landed on the kang with a "plop".

Tingzi took advantage of the situation and ran out of the yard, only to see the dead head flying away.

After this incident, Tingzi didn't dare to go back to the house and sat at the door until dawn. Just when I climbed over the wall and came in, she was frightened and of course she would subconsciously pick up the iron sword and attack.

I feel overwhelmed just by hearing about all the encounters, let alone someone like Tingzi who has experienced them personally.

There is no doubt that Brother Jun and his wife came to the door, and the dead head he hung on the door is now flying all over the world! !

Just...

My heart moved, and I turned my hand to look at the iron sword in my hand carefully...

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