The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 135 [135] Rakshasa Witch's Lair?

Jia Qiang thought about it, and decided to open the system store after returning to Baishidian to check it carefully.

At present, what he is anxious to do is to collect candle wax and incense ashes in the Temple of the City God.

There was a loud murmur and cheers in the street:
"Great, we're saved!"

"What happened just now? Those hairs have all disappeared!"

"Which god rescued us?"

"There is a god standing three feet above the head, thank you so much for this old god!"

Some people knelt down on the ground, bowed their hands to the sky, and kowtowed devoutly, as if the god was looking down on them from the sky.

Jia Qiang thought it was funny, how did these people know that the old god they were kneeling to thank was actually herself.

Liu Qianru and the other three ghost masters stared blankly at this scene. They had already experienced the power of this female ghost just now, but they did not expect that the female ghost suddenly disappeared.

Pasangkatso asked in a low voice:
"Captain Liu, did any master ghost master help you just now?"

Liu Qianru shook her head and said: "It's possible, that female ghost is at least a ghost above A-level, and the ghost master who can easily defeat her should be at the peak of A-level."

Qu Likun said in astonishment: "The strongest ghost master in our Dragon Kingdom has only reached the peak of A-level.
And the number is so small that they can be counted with one hand. Could it be that one of them made a move? "

Liu Qianru nodded thoughtfully and said, "Maybe."

Suddenly, her eyes trembled, and she murmured:
"Could it be that Minotaur that we met at Yunding Swimming Pool last time helped us again?"

Pasang Gyatso and Qu Likun also changed their expressions, and they looked at each other with surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

Liu Xianglian, the Tomb Robbers Triangle, and Qin Keqing had already stopped in their tracks, looking back at the shopping mall in surprise.

Both the female ghost and the hair had disappeared without a trace.

Everything that happened just now seemed like a dream.

At this time, Liu Xianglian saw a handsome young man in a fiery red robe and carrying a bamboo basket, Fengshen handsomely walking from the opposite side.

"Master Jia, I didn't expect that we would meet again." Liu Xianglian greeted her with a smile.

Jia Baoyu and Bao Yong also clasped their fists and saluted Jia Qiang.

Jia Qiang clapped her hands back and saluted, then smiled lightly and said:

"Where do we not meet in life, we are also destined."

Liu Xianglian said pleasantly, "Master Jia is here to go shopping?"

Jia Qiang said lightly, "No, I'm going to Chenghuang Temple to do something."

Liu Xianglian saw that Jia Qiang had a good appearance, and she should be a well-informed local, so she wanted to learn something about the Rakshasa Witch from him, so she said with a smile:

"What a coincidence, we also want to go to the Town God's Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, shall we go together?"

"Okay!" Jia Qiang smiled lightly, and walked into the Chenghuang Temple of Zexi City with them.

In the temple, there is a statue of Chenghuang with a solemn treasure appearance.

In front of the statue is an antique table.

There is a copper censer on it, and two red candles the size of a baby's arm stand on both sides.

The candle flame flickered, and drops of melted candle wax slowly flowed down the candle and accumulated in the candlestick.

There are several incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, and the incense is curling up, covering the statue of the City God in a hazy smoke, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

Tomb Robber Triangle and Qin Keqing bought incense from Miao Zhu, and then took turns to burn incense and bow down to the City God.

But Jia Qiang stood proudly, not only did not kneel down, but also went to one of the red candles, broke off some candle wax that had solidified on the candlestick, and stuffed it into her pocket like no one else was there.

Under everyone's suspicious eyes, Jia Qiang went to the statue of the City God, brushed some incense ash off the statue with a small brush, and put it into a small plastic bottle.

Liu Xianglian asked curiously:

"Master Jia, what are you doing?"

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said:

"It's nothing, I just want to take it home and enshrine it for good luck."

"Oh!" Liu Xianglian nodded in doubt.

At this time, a young security guard in Chenghuang Temple complained to another old gatekeeper:

"I recently discovered that there is always a foul smell next door. The smell is very weird. I suspect that there is something weird next door."

Jia Qiang was very curious, so she asked the young security guard about it.

The young security guard introduced himself. It turned out that his surname was Hu. The smell next door to his residence was like the smell of rotten pork after it has been left for a long time.

His neighbor is an old man in his 80s who lives alone and his surname is Gao. When Xiao Hu usually meets him, he calls him Uncle Gao.

In the past, every morning when Xiao Hu went out to buy breakfast, he would often see Uncle Gao doing Tai Chi in the garden of the community.

But in the past two weeks, Xiao Hu hasn't seen Uncle Gao once.

This is a bit strange.

Xiao Hu was also a little worried.

However, the stench coming out of Uncle Gao's house became stronger and stronger.

Xiao Hu's mood became more and more depressed.

When he first smelled the stench, Xiao Hu endured it for two days. After all, he was a neighbor, so he didn't have the nerve to say anything.

Later, Xiao Hu couldn't take it anymore, so he knocked on the door of Uncle Gao's house several times.

But no one answered every knock on the door.

It's a pity that Xiao Hu doesn't have Uncle Gao's cell phone number, so he can only wait for Uncle Gao to come back.

Xiao Hu guessed that it might be that Uncle Gao bought a few catties of pork, put it in the kitchen, and then traveled far away, and the pork rotted and stinks.

Moreover, in the last few nights, Xiao Hu always felt that someone was pressing on him in the middle of the night, a bit like a ghost pressing the bed.

Jia Qiang said solemnly:
"I suspect that there is a dead person in your neighbor's house. I can go and see with you, and maybe I can help you."

Xiao Hu thanked Jia Qiang a thousand times, and immediately called the police.

The policeman called Gao Ruyue, Gao Ruyue's daughter, to open the door.

Gao Ruyue walked into the room first, clutching her nose, seeing her ugly face with distaste to the point of distorting facial features, it is estimated that she seldom came to visit Uncle Gao.

Although Xiao Hu only had nodding acquaintance with Uncle Gao on weekdays, he was kind-hearted and worried about Uncle Gao, and also curious why Uncle Gao's house was so smelly, so he followed two policemen into the house.

When he walked through the hallway into the living room, Xiao Hu suddenly frowned and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Why is Uncle Gao's house so dirty?
It's just a dump!
The living room floor was littered with all sorts of rubbish, including lots of bread and biscuit wrappers.

There are also many bowls of instant noodles. There are still leftover noodle crumbs and cloudy soup in the bowls, exuding a rotten smell of food.

But this kind of smell is relatively mild, not because the smell of spoiled food is not bad, but because it is covered by a strong smell of rotten meat.

A trace of uneasiness emerged in Jia Qiang's heart, and suddenly she heard Gao Ruyue's exclamation from the bedroom: "Ah! Dad, you"

"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Gao Ruyue cried heart-piercingly, and ran to Uncle Gao who was lying prone on the bed.

Xiao Hu's pupils dilated suddenly, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

Unexpectedly, I really guessed it by myself!
Uncle Gao is indeed dead!
It turns out that in recent days, the stench coming from the next door is really the smell of corpses emitted by the rotting corpse of Uncle Gao!
Corpse stench may be the worst smell in the world.

This smell is mainly a mixture of ammonia and hydrogen sulfide produced by the bacteria in the intestinal tract that decomposes the protein of the human body.

The smell of dead bodies is about twenty times worse than the smell of feces!
At this time, Uncle Gao's body was already highly decomposed, and the putrid blood and corpse oil soaked through his gray short shirt, dyeing the dark blue bed sheet dark red.

Viscous blood dripped continuously along the edge of the sheet. Although it was very slow, it had already flowed all over the floor, forming a puddle of semi-coagulated dark red fluid.

Countless big-headed flies circled and danced around Uncle Gao, buzzing and trembling, and there were dense maggots and cockroaches crawling around on the corpse, which made Jia Qiang feel sick and terrified.

Trying to suppress the sour water in his stomach, Xiao Hu retched a few times covering his mouth, almost holding back his tears.

Jia Qiang discovered that the headboard of Uncle Gao's bed was in the shape of a railing, and the patterns were seven vertical iron pipes.

Uncle Gao's head protruded from between two of the iron pipes, and his throat was just right stuck on the edge of the bed.

(End of this chapter)