There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 166: The evil spirit
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The house of Mr. Li collapsed, which caused a lot of riots in the village.
So even if it was still early, the village of Menqian was already very lively. Around the ruins of Lao San’s house, many villagers gathered around and pointed at the ruins.
The discussion continues.
Some people guessed it was the earthquake, some people guessed it was the quality of the house, and some people guessed that the third family of Li secretly killed a foreign girl in order to marry his son.
Ahem.
With a little guilty conscience, Fang Zheng walked along the root of the alley wall and sneaked away from the neighborhood.
Then immediately call to contact the old **** stick.
Fang Zhengda ran around outside at night and didn't close his eyes all night. When Fang Zheng found the old **** stick, his eyebrows were muscled. The old **** stick was actually holding a widow's hand, stern palmistry. , The widow’s white tender and smooth little hand was held in the big calluses of the old god’s stick, and the old god’s stick kept rubbing it in the palm of her palms.
Several rural women were surrounded by the old **** stick. They all looked for the old **** stick to see their palms. This made the jealous eyes of the surrounding men burst into flames.
Staring at the old **** stick in an unkind manner.
If the old **** stick has any wrong thoughts or acts out of line, it is estimated that he will be beaten to death by all the men in the village.
"This life is clever and smart. A bowl of clear water can be leveled. You can't take advantage of it. You can't take advantage of others. You can accept four or two in straightness, and don't ask for half a catty in bend..." The old **** sticks politely. , Without squinting, holding on to the widow's white and tender palms, taking a serious look at her palmistry.
In addition, the old **** stick has a good skin bag. Although the meat is a bit old, the old people also have sunset red. In addition, the old **** stick is fake and serious, and the props and robes on the body can also add a lot of points, which is really attractive Many rural women.
Listening to the old sacred stick blowing around, Fang Zheng hehehe.
He can still remember the first time he met with the old **** stick, how unreliable this old **** stick was.
Shentema's right hand is too murderous! !
"Hey, murderous!"
Holding the widow's Bainen right hand all the time, she was concentrating on looking at the palm of the widow's old cudgel, as if sensing something, she suddenly shuddered.
The widow's face changed immediately, her face was peach blossom, her eyes wafting, she turned her face instantly, slap, oops, the old **** stick screamed, Ruju's face already had five bright red five-fingerprints.
"Old gangster!"
The widow looked ashamed and anxious, stomped her feet and left in anger.
Other rural men around, have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and saw the old **** stick being slapped by the widow. They thought it was the old **** stick with dirty hands and feet, and immediately a large group of people rushed to beat the old **** stick.
The old **** stick is not weak at all, and he yells: "Too high, old gentleman is anxious like a law, who dares to touch one of my old hairs, old way I chant a curse to drive ghosts and gods, and immediately move a little devil who sits there. On his shoulders, he made his neck sore for ten days, one month, every bet would be lost, drinking cold water to stuff his teeth, unfortunately for ten days, one month."
The roar of the old **** stick, coupled with the props and robes on the old **** stick, is really so popular.
"The country has broken down the four olds a long time ago. Except for feudal superstitions, it is now the information age and the country has developed. Whose family does not have a 4G network, smart phones, and you are as good as the backward rural areas decades ago. Lie! Kill this cheating old **** stick, and then turn it over to the village committee!"
The man in the village shouted, and his fists were about to rain down on the old **** stick.
The old **** stick was so scared that he shook his body and hurried over the wall to escape.
In this farce, as the old **** stick overcame the wall, the noise around it gradually disappeared. Fang Zheng waited on the spot for more than ten minutes before seeing the old **** stick sneaking back, sneaking back.
Fang Zheng saw the old **** stick and said hehe.
The old **** stick also saw Fang Zheng.
"Are those people gone?" The old **** stick was like a guilty conscience who was caught and raped on the bed.
Seeing that there are no villagers around, the old **** stick came out, straightened up again, and said bluntly: "Little brother, I am a grown-up, I don’t remember a villain, I can be their age no matter what. Dad, have you ever seen your father get angry with your son?"
Fangzheng ignored the nonsense of the old **** stick.
He stated directly that he wanted to see Mr. and Mrs. Li.
Last night, he left the old **** behind to take care of the old man and his wife, so the old man and his wife were both old gods.
He is naturally looking for the old gods and dignitaries.
"Lao San's house didn't know what happened. The house collapsed into ruins last night, and the couple was later picked up by some of Li's brothers."
"This family is the home of Mr. Li's three brothers. By the way, just ten or twenty minutes before you arrived, Mr. and Mrs. Li just woke up, and someone was comforting them in the house."
The old **** stick said as he took Fang Zheng into the house.
At this time, in the house of the third brother Li, a lot of family members of the third brother Li gathered together. Such a big thing happened to the third brother Li's house. The son drowned and died, and the house collapsed. , So many wicked things happened, everyone came to show their concern.
The old **** stick is already familiar in the village of Menqian, and the old **** stick is also a Taoist priest who presides over the ceremonial marriage ceremony. The older generations in the countryside will respect Taoist priests, monks, and goddesses more or less, so the old **** stick is here. It's free to come and go.
The old **** stick also lied that Fang was his apprentice, which did not arouse too much suspicion.
However, before the two of them entered the house, they suddenly heard screams coming from the house. When everyone rushed into the room where the screams came from, they saw Li Laosan holding his head in pain. , His left hand pinched his neck tightly, and his right hand stuffed his throat desperately, his mouth opened to an inhuman limit.
Li Lao San’s right hand, almost the entire palm of his hand, was stuffed into his throat. The throat was stretched and swollen like a small leather ball. His right hand was scratching in his throat, clasping something, and he was madly self-mutilating.
My throat was scratched by my nails, my mouth kept bleeding, and the blood had spilled all over the floor.
But Li San didn’t seem to feel this. His right hand kept scratching in his throat, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. This **** scene of self-mutilation scared others into place. In the end, Fang Zheng and the old **** stick reacted quickly and rushed to save people.
Li Laosan was overwhelmed by Fang Zheng and stopped him from harming himself.
But the expression on Li's face was very painful, and his head was desperately smashed on the ground, as if he was about to smash his head away. His strength was so strong that even the old **** stick could not hold it down. In the end, Fangzheng made a move to control it. Li Laosan's crazy self-harm behavior.
At this time, Fang Zheng also saw Li Laosan's wife, who fell in a pool of blood, no longer alive.
A pair of scissors, held in her hand, plunged into her throat, and almost cut one-third of her neck. Before death, her face was extremely painful, as crazy as Li Lao San.