The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 47 Death one after another
There are not only people in the small building in front of you, but also a lot of people.

In the countryside, there are still eight people from four generations living in some houses, so it is normal that there are so many people in this yard.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that Lao Zhao would make trouble, so he called all his brothers and sisters to help support the scene in advance.

It's a pity that Li Leping's appearance ruined their plan.

I wanted to get along with you in a low-key manner, but what I got in return was your attitude of having nothing to do with yourself.

That being the case, I'm not being rude.

"boom!"

This time the gunshots rang out again.

Straightforward, Li Leping pulled the trigger the moment he entered the door, leaving no room for these people in the yard to maneuver.

Anyway, it's already broken up, so what if we add more oil and vinegar?

There were already signs of supernatural events breaking out in Qingshi Village, and the ghosts had already started killing people, so he didn't plan to worry about anything else.

Wait a little longer, maybe the ghost will come to the door by itself first.

After stepping over the threshold, Li Leping walked into the yard slowly.

His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care about life, he scanned everyone in the courtyard, and the warning in his eyes was already very obvious.

No one dared to speak, and no one dared to protest.

Because no one would bet on whether he would shoot or not.

"Where is the kid who went to play with his grandson? Where is it?" Li Leping randomly selected a lucky audience from the crowd, and asked with a gun to her forehead.

"Yes, on the second floor, the first room on the left."

The coldness and hardness of the metal caused the psychological defense of the woman pointed at by the gun to fall instantly. She was shocked and pointed at the four-story building behind her, unable to speak.

"Wang Cuihua, you..."

A man suddenly yelled, trying to stop the woman from continuing to answer.

However, the next moment, he also shut his mouth, because Li Leping had pointed the gun at him.

Now, he also experienced the feeling of being pointed at a gun.

The illusion that just one bullet from the black hole of the gun can make his brains splatter everywhere made him lose the courage to resist in an instant.

"Look at them." Li Leping ordered.

Hearing this, Lu Sheng brought a hoe from the yard, carried it on his shoulder, and looked at the old men and women in the yard with a complacent expression.

Don't look at the fun just now, now I'm going to make a list.

It was fun chasing Lao Tzu just now, wasn't it?

Immediately, my brother Li will come to vent my anger on me.

Ignoring Lu Sheng's intention of being a little arrogant, Li Leping walked directly into the four-story building.

Self-built houses in rural areas are basically built tall and large, because there are many family members, and naturally more rooms are needed.

However, since he had already asked the child's location, Li Leping immediately rushed to the second floor.

Soon, he came to the first room at the left turn on the second floor.

Without politely knocking on the door, Li Leping turned the handle and pushed open the door.

The next moment, what came head-on was a rancid smell that had been silent in the room for a long time.

It was as if a long-dead body was stored in the room.

Li Leping's movement of pushing the door stopped suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he froze in place.

The things in the room made him feel creepy, and the hairs all over his body were about to explode.

On the floor, lay a "person".

Is this a person?
Li Leping even had such an idea.

A puddle of wet soil was scattered on the floor, emitting a strong stench.

Li Leping had just seen this pool of blackened soil.

The body of Lao Zhao's dead grandson was filled with this strange soil.

Blackened, smelly, sticky mud like a puddle of mud.

Even, exactly the same as Old Zhao's grandson, there are a few strands of black hair mixed in the mud.

The scary thing is that at this moment, the scattered mud on the floor of the room has formed a human-shaped mound.

This "person" seemed to be lying on the ground, with clothes and pants on his body.

Indistinctly, human bones were exposed in the mound. This person made of mud was like a corpse without flesh and blood, or it could be said that this person's body was all made up of wet mud.

Judging from the size of the human-shaped mound and the clothes on the outside, it can be judged that the person outlined by the mud is a child.

"How is it possible?!" Li Leping froze in place.

There is no doubt that this human-shaped mound is the playmate of Lao Zhao's grandson.

He also died.

Attacked by ghosts.

"But...how is this possible?"

Li Leping's thoughts were in a mess, he asked himself repeatedly in his mind.

He had just come to ask to see if the kid had seen anything.

As a result, he opened the door and found that the child was dead, and even the body had been turned into a pile of mud.

Recalling the reaction of those people in the yard when they rushed into the yard earlier.

Obviously, they knew nothing about what happened in this room.

I didn't even notice this terrible change.

It means that the child died so suddenly that he didn't even have a chance to make a sound.

But the question is how he was attacked by a ghost.

Li Leping leaned down and observed for a while longer.

"The way of death is a little different from that of Lao Zhao's grandson."

Immediately, he realized that there was a difference in the way of death between the two.

"Old Zhao's grandson can still keep his body, but the body shows signs of being soaked white."

"But the death method of the corpse in front of me is more direct, the body is directly turned into mud."

why?
There are similarities in the way of death, but there are differences.

Li Leping couldn't figure it out more and more.

"Leave first."

He stood up and closed the door.

Go down the stairs and back into the courtyard.

"So fast?"

When Lu Sheng saw Li Leping walking out of the small building, he immediately came over.

However, he immediately saw Li Leping's extremely ugly expression.

"What's going on?" I thought he asked something wrong, but now, Lu Sheng also realized that something was wrong.

Li Leping glanced at him, shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Things are too complicated, and now his mind is in a mess like a mess.

"what--!"

Suddenly, a desperate cry sounded.

The voice was extremely shrill, as if seeing something that one would never forget.

Li Leping cast his gaze away.

That's the second floor of the small building.

When he communicated with Lu Sheng earlier, he didn't pay attention to or stop the movements of the uncles and aunts in the yard from running upstairs.

Now, they probably all witnessed that terrifying scene the moment they opened the door.

At this time.

A middle-aged man in his early 40s rushed down the stairs.

His eyes were burning with raging anger, and he looked at Li Leping as if he wanted to tear him in half.

In his cognition, the terrifying scene in the room was inextricably related to the young man in front of him.

"why!"

The man rushed over, grabbed Li Leping by the collar, and asked questions like a roar.

However, after just a tug, the man let go of his hand.

No, it wasn't that he let go.

It was because his two arms suddenly fell down...

(End of this chapter)