Daughter-in-law

Chapter 179
Killing a hell judge, to be honest, I didn't feel much in my heart.

After all, I have seen countless powerful Yin gods in the illusion, and I have even seen the battle between Yinggou, the ancestor of zombies, and King Ksitigarbha, and that Yinggou is now in my body.

In comparison, this judge is really not worth mentioning.

Besides, he sneaked out of the underworld. I didn't worry about the consequences if I killed him, but what disappointed me was that this guy didn't have any treasures on him.

I clapped my hands, feeling a little annoyed, thinking that my size is also a judge, how come I ran out of the underworld empty-handed, it's too boring, I played a game and beat monsters and exploded my equipment, this guy didn't leave a hair behind.

"Old Taoist, tidy up." I turned around and said to the old Taoist.

Hearing what I said, the old man nodded quickly, picked out the clothes left by that guy, and set them on fire.

Duanmuqing said hello and went back first.

Sitting in the shop, I couldn't help frowning. Although I don't know when the battle between Ksitigarbha and Yinggou happened, it must have happened.

These two existences are top bosses in the underworld, why did they have a war?

And the judge who sneaked out of the underworld today made me faintly feel that something was wrong. Could it be that something happened to the underworld?
But even though I'm a ghost, I don't know anything about the underworld. Besides, I've been a ghost for so long. Except for this judge who sneaked out, I haven't seen a single person in the underworld.

It is reasonable to say that I am a errand, a civil servant of the underworld, and I have to meet with my superiors or something, but it seems that I have been forgotten by the underworld, which is a bit abnormal.

But after all, I don't understand the affairs of the underworld, and it's useless to think about it, so it's better not to think about it.

"Excuse me, are there any talisman papers to ward off evil?" Just then, a boy's voice suddenly came from the door.

Hearing the sound, I turned my head and saw a boy standing at the door, about fifteen or sixteen years old, asking us a little cautiously.

"I'm here to help people tell fortunes, and it's not a magic weapon shop. You're mistaken, kid, let's go." The old man said and walked towards the kid, waving his hands as he walked.

It's just that he stopped after taking two steps, because he saw that the child had a problem.

The old man stopped and glanced at the child's feet. The child had no shadow, he was a ghost!

The old man turned his head and glanced at me, his eyes seemed to say: Hurry up, there is a business coming.

In his opinion, this child is a ghost who came to visit the underworld.

The moment I heard the child's voice, I already felt a sense of yin, and knew that the child was not alive.

Hearing the old man's words, the child had a trace of disappointment on his face, said thank you, and then turned to leave.

"Wait, I have a broken talisman here, which can drive away unclean things, do you want it?" I said to him, then took out a talisman in my arms, and walked towards him.

The little boy froze for a moment when he heard my voice, then nodded vigorously with joy on his face, and said, "I want it."

I smiled and handed the talisman to him, and he took it with his hand.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but frowned. This ghost is not afraid of talisman papers. What is the origin of this ghost?
"Uncle, how much is this talisman?" The boy asked me holding the talisman paper.

"I don't need money, I'll give it to you." I smiled at him, and then asked, "Can you tell me what is the use of the talisman?"

The little boy looked up at me secretly, and said in a low voice, "Our dormitory is haunted. I was afraid, so I bought the talisman paper."

I smiled, and thought it was interesting, obviously you are a ghost yourself, and you are afraid of ghosts.

"Can you tell me about the haunting method?" I asked him.

The boy glanced at me, nodded, and said, "I'm a student in No. [-] Middle School. Our school is a boarding school, and we only go home once every two weeks."

I nodded. I know Jishui No. [-] Middle School. It’s not too far from where I live. How can I put it this way? This school is not a good school in Jishui City. The students there have relatively poor academic performance. a little.

The boy told me that his name is Wang Yuhang, and he is a second-year student.

My academic performance is not good, because I usually like to read novels when I have nothing to do, and the use of mobile phones is not allowed in school, so I save my meal money and rent books outside the school to read.

Our school is very strict, and the teachers and dormitory supervisors will go to the dormitory to check the room every day, so when I read, I always cover the quilt and read it with a flashlight under the quilt.

Last night, in the dormitory, after turning off the lights and going to sleep, I waited until after ten o'clock and started reading novels covered by the quilt, because the teacher and dormitory supervisor would come to check the room before ten o'clock, and they basically didn't come after ten o'clock.

The novel was very good, and I was fascinated immediately. After reading it for a long time, I got out of bed and went to the toilet when I couldn't hold back my urine. It was already past three o'clock in the morning.

There are six people in our dormitory, and there is a separate bathroom. Although reading novels is very enjoyable, I also feel sleepy when it is past three o'clock.

But as soon as I closed the toilet door, I heard a few noises from outside.

Squeeze!
It was like the sound of leather shoes being dragged to the ground, and the sound was getting closer and closer, coming towards us.

I quickly stood behind the door. There was a small window on our door, and I could see the outside and the inside, so I squatted down a little.

Squeeze!
The sound of leather shoes outside was getting closer and closer, and then stopped at our door. I knew that the person was standing behind the door.

I squatted down and glanced outside through the crack of the door below. There was a pair of brown leather shoes outside, with the toes facing me. It was obvious that the person was standing at the door, watching the situation inside the dormitory through the window.

I scolded my mother, and I don't know which teacher it is, who is so energetic, and even makes rounds at three o'clock in the morning.

He was outside, and I didn't dare to move, so I could only shrink my body and wait, who knew that after waiting for five or six minutes, there was still no movement outside.

I felt a little strange, I couldn't figure out whether the man had left or not, so I didn't dare to look up, so I had to look down, but the pair of shoes remained motionless.

I was a little annoyed, and I thought what kind of psychosis this is, why did I come to our door and stand without sleep in the middle of the night.

I waited for a few more minutes, but there was still no movement outside. This time I was really annoyed, and the most important thing was that I was really uncomfortable squatting all the time.

I stood up all of a sudden, I knew that guy was right outside the door, this can scare him enough, it can be regarded as a kind of revenge, who told him not to leave, besides, even if it scares him, he will Can't help me, I just said I went to the toilet.

But I looked up, through the window, it was dark outside, and there was no one at all.

This was beyond my expectation. Could it be that the teacher has already left?I was surprised, but why didn't I hear the sound.

Unwillingly, I squatted down and looked out through the crack of the door. This almost didn't scare me to death. The pair of shoes were still in their original position and didn't move at all.

I clearly saw that there was no one outside, but why are there still a pair of shoes outside the door!

I was so frightened that I wondered if I had encountered a ghost?

But the teacher said in class that there are no ghosts in this world, and someone must be playing a prank.

Thinking of this, I wasn't afraid any more, and went to the door again, and opened the door.

A gust of wind blew in, and there was nothing outside, and the pair of shoes were gone.

I was dumbfounded all of a sudden. Looking at the empty and dark corridor, I felt chills all over my body. I didn't dare to stay any longer, so I quickly closed the door and climbed into bed.

The corridor outside our dormitory is very long, that person was standing outside the door just now, it is impossible for him to disappear so quickly, and even if he ran away, he was wearing leather shoes, it is impossible for me not to hear a sound!
I think I probably encountered a ghost. I lay on the bed with my head covered, and I didn’t dare to move. But the more I was afraid, the more I couldn’t sleep. I always heard the sound of cleaning shoes in the corridor outside. Sounds from the ground.

Tick, tick!
After an unknown amount of time, I suddenly heard the sound of water coming from outside. It must have been raining, because my bed was next to the window, so I could hear the rain even when it was raining.

creak!

At this moment, I clearly heard the door of the dormitory being opened.

Squeeze!
The sound of the leather shoes rang in our room, and then stopped in front of me.

I could clearly feel that there was a person standing in front of me, but I was so frightened that I covered my head and didn't dare to move at all.

The man tugged at my quilt, and I held it tightly. He didn't use much strength, so he didn't pull it apart.

He couldn't move my quilt, so he just stood there silently. I don't know how long it took, the sound of leather shoes being wiped sounded again, but this time the sound got farther and farther away, and he walked out.

I covered my head, and my whole body was wet with sweat. I finally let out a long breath when I heard you and him go out. This scene was simply too scary.

boom!
Before I could fully relax, there was another loud bang outside the window, as if something had fallen from it and hit the drying table outside of us.

I couldn't bear it anymore, I lifted the quilt and looked outside!

I saw that the clothes drying table outside had been smashed and twisted, several stainless steel pipes were broken, and a man in a black jacket was hanging on the clothes drying table with his hands open.

His body was on his back, his waist was stuck on the clothes drying table, his head was tilted back, and his face was facing me.

It was a man, about 40 years old, but at this time his face was covered with blood, dripping continuously, his eyes widened, staring at me closely, the corners of his mouth curved With a strange arc, he smiled silently at me.

(End of this chapter)