Daughter-in-law

Chapter 437
The girl seemed to be carried on my shoulder, and she put her mouth next to my ear playfully, like a couple whispering.

I frowned, ready to do it.

But there was Zhang Zhong's roar from behind, and then I saw him in the mirror stretch out his bone arm, and grabbed my back!
Just when Zhang Zhong's arm was about to hit my back, I quickly dodged to the side.

"what!"

As the bone arm fell, a scream came from behind me.

I looked back and saw that female ghost suddenly turned into a black spot of light and rushed up to the second floor. building.

I know that these are the two female ghosts, they both ran away.

"Master Catcher, are you alright?" Zhang Zhong looked at me and asked worriedly.

I shook my head and asked him, "Are those two things just now ghosts?"

I have seen many ghosts, and I am very familiar with the breath of ghosts. The reason why I am asking Zhang Zhong now is because the breaths of the two female ghosts just now are a bit strange, and they seem to be somewhat different from ordinary ghosts.

Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "It should be, but the breath is a bit different."

I nodded, pointed upstairs, and said, "Go up and have a look."

Zhang Zhong nodded, and I was about to walk up.

But just as he moved, he was grabbed by Zhang Zhong.

I looked back at him, not understanding what he meant.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhong raised his hand, pointed to the door nervously, and said to me: "My lord, where are you looking?"

I followed his fingers and looked forward, only to see a thick black mist rising from the entrance of the village not far away.

Ghosts flickered in the black mist, as if there were countless evil spirits hidden in it.

Seeing this situation, I stopped immediately, took a look at Zhang Zhong, and then we walked out of the yard together and headed towards the entrance of the village.

That group of dense fog shrouded the entrance of the village, and the black mist kept churning, and along with the churning fog, there were endless roars coming from inside.

Standing in front of the thick fog, Zhang Zhong and I suddenly felt our scalps tingling.

I couldn't help but glanced at Zhang Zhong, that guy unexpectedly hid behind me at some point, and was looking forward nervously.

"Do you think we should go there?" I asked him.

Hearing my words, Zhang Zhong immediately shook his head and said, "Lord Catcher, a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. This dense fog is a bit weird. Let's not go there."

In fact, I didn't want to go there at all. Obviously, I don't know what the hell is in the thick fog.

However, as a head catcher, it would be embarrassing if he proposed to retreat, especially in front of his subordinates.

I know Zhang Zhong well. Although this guy used to be a head catcher in the past, he is an extremely stubborn guy. Whenever there is danger, he can run faster than anyone else, even the veteran can't match him.

So I predicted that he would never pass by, and asking him was a step down for myself.

Hearing what he said, I nodded and said with a serious face: "I think what you said is very reasonable, let's go back to the village first, there are still a lot of ghosts in there."

"Your Excellency is wise!" Zhang Zhong turned around immediately, not forgetting to offer a flattery.

Looking at Zhang Zhong, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart. This kind of subordinate who can understand your mind is really rare. He is a very smart person just like the old Taoist.

But the only regret is that these two guys are really too stubborn, and they must be the first to escape when they are in danger.

But Zhang Zhong is much stronger and more capable than the old man, and the old man is wretched and lecherous, he is simply an old scum.

Zhang Zhong and I walked towards the village again, but we stopped after only a few steps, what the hell is wrong!
Just now, every house in this village was closed, but now, all the doors are open.

And those people who were originally hanged came out one by one.

It's just that they are all dead, stiff, wandering the streets like zombies.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help swallowing, this scene is a bit familiar, isn't this the scene in the zombie movie!

It's just that unlike zombies, these people have a rope around their necks.

And what's weird is that the rope is actually hanging, as if an invisible hand is holding the rope.

Countless hanged ghosts wandered the streets like this, this scene was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Although Zhang Zhong and I were a little shocked, we were not too scared, but walked over carefully.

Those hanged ghosts didn't seem to feel our breath at all, and didn't even look at us, just wandering aimlessly in the street.

Those things didn't provoke us, Zhang Zhong and I relaxed a lot, and walked forward, wanting to go back to the family just now.

After walking a few steps, I stopped.

Seeing me stop, Zhang Zhong also stopped, and asked me: "What's the matter, my lord?"

I reached out and pointed to a small wooden house not far in front of him.

Now all the houses in this village have their doors open, only this cabin is closed, and there is still a rusty iron chain hanging on the door.

This is not the strangest place, the strange thing is that this small wooden house is not big, it does not seem like a place where people can live, and I can clearly feel that there is a strong resentment inside this wooden house.

The resentment was very strong, but it didn't overflow much, as if it was suppressed by something.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong, and then we walked towards the cabin together.

It should have been a long time since the wooden house had been visited by anyone, because the iron lock was already full of rust, and it was obvious that no one had opened it for a long time.

There is a small hole in the door of the wooden house, and it is not known what was gnawed out.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong, he understood what I meant, walked to the door, and stretched his head to look towards the hole.

But after a while, Zhang Zhong gasped, and quickly shrank back.

"What's going on?" I asked looking at him.

"There are some things inside." Zhang Zhong said to me.

Hearing his words, I couldn't help but walked up to him and looked towards the hole.

It's just that after one glance, I couldn't help gasping, and just like Zhang Zhong, I couldn't help taking a few steps back.

The two of us are not afraid of ghosts, after all, our identities are quite special.

But when I saw the situation inside, I still couldn't help but feel my scalp tingle.

Because what I saw was nothing but faces of people!
Those faces were all women's, neatly next to the door, and they were also looking at me.

No matter how courageous I am, I can't help but feel my scalp tingling when I see this situation. No wonder Zhang Zhong was so nervous just now.

This guy didn't know to notify in advance, which made me startled, it's really disgusting.

But this is not the time to worry about this kind of problem. The most important thing now is the women inside.

No, it should be said to be a female ghost.

Because I can see that they are not living people, but ghosts.

And it's a ghost with a lot of resentment!
I'm not afraid of ghosts. As a headhunter in the underworld, I've even seen ghost king-level existences, so naturally I'm not afraid of these ghosts.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong and motioned him to open the door.

Zhang Zhong glanced at me. Although he was a little scared, he still walked to the door obediently, stretched out his white bone arm and patted down on the rusty iron lock.

With a crisp sound, the iron chain shattered under his hands and fell to the ground.

Zhang Zhong took a deep breath and kicked down directly.

The wooden door, which was about to decay, fell apart with his kick.

Hesitating that those ghosts were inside, so I was ready to do it, and Zhang Zhong also raised his bone arm.

But as the wooden door fell, we were all stunned.

Because there is no female ghost here, but a stone tablet.

The stele is right in the middle of the cabin.

This situation made me and Zhang Zhong stunned.

The stone monument is obviously a tombstone, but who would make a room outside the tombstone and lock it up?

After all, this tombstone is not afraid of being stolen!
I walked over and looked at the tombstone, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

There are several names engraved on this tombstone. I counted a total of fifteen, and they all seemed to be women's names.

The weirdest thing is that above these names, there is this big town character!

The character was carved and painted red with cinnabar.

Moreover, this tombstone is not the same as the usual tombstones, but an octagonal one. On the base of the tombstone, each side is inlaid with a gossip mirror.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't help frowning, this damn thing is not a tombstone at all, but a kind of town object, which is used to suppress wronged souls!
I looked at the names of the fifteen women on the tombstone, and it seemed that what was suppressed under the tombstone should be their souls.

Thinking of this, I was even more surprised, how could there be such a town in this small mountain village, and what were the origins of the fifteen women who were suppressed below.

Why is it suppressed here after death?

The location of this cabin is not remote, it is in the village, so there is a high possibility that everyone in the village knows about it.

Thinking of this, I shuddered a little. Everyone in the village knew that there were fifteen innocent souls being suppressed here, but no one paid any attention to it. Could it be that there was a reason for their death?

I know that in ancient times, due to the feudal ideology, there were women in the village who did not observe women's morals and men who had fornicated parties and were soaked in pig cages.

After those women died, they died tragically, so the ghosts had a lot of resentment, so they usually suppressed them with things.

But this town does not seem to be very old, at most it is only 20 years old.

Is it possible that in modern times, this terrible custom of soaking pig cages is still preserved in this small mountain village?
(End of this chapter)