unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 100 Stepmother
Su Mian didn't even raise his head: "You have to ask the person who put the ants in. Also, I'm as tired as an ox. Can you go somewhere else to eat?"

Song Yu nodded: "Okay."

Then she carried the candy bag to Fengqiu and found Zhang Jiuge's home.

When we arrived at Fengqiu, it was almost dark.

Brother Zhang Jiu was practicing hard on sword swallowing skills. When he saw Song Yu, he quickly threw away the fake sword: "Master Xiao Song, why are you here?"

Song Yu gave the candy to his youngest son: "Is your eldest son still sick?"

Brother Zhang Jiu forced out a smile: "I feel better today. I drank some porridge."

He thought Song Yu was here to see the child, but after Song Yu asked this question, he had no intention of going in and taking a look.

She grabbed a cucumber from the side, wiped the burrs off her clothes, and bit off half of it: "Whose is the third room on the left? Do you know who it is?"

"The third room?" Brother Zhang Jiu quickly remembered, "It's Zhang Ming's house."

Song Yu took another bite, and only one stem of the cucumber was left: "Has his girl ever made a grudge against anyone?"

Brother Zhang Jiu slapped his head: "I heard that she died at your place today?"

Song Yu nodded, threw the cucumber stalk away, and grabbed another one.

Brother Zhang Jiu didn't feel sorry for the cucumbers, so he just grabbed a few more and asked his younger son to take them to her home.

"Who can a girl make enemies with? There was a bit of controversy over the marriage. Originally, she was promised to the youngest son of Zhang Laoguo's family. Later, Lao Guozi's new wife quit and insisted on switching to the one she brought over. She couldn't resist, so she just I can change it."

Song Yuran nodded: "Then there is still a grudge, where is the younger son?"

Brother Zhang Jiu pointed to the family in the innermost part of Fengqiu: "It's gone. Some said it ran away, and some said it was lost. Did you see the one kneeling outside?"

Song Yu stretched his neck and looked over. The sky was blue and he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see a person kneeling outside the door.

Brother Zhang Jiu continued: "This is Lao Guozi's eldest son. He went out to be an apprentice since he was a child. This time he came back just to take his younger brother with him. But he disappeared and he has been kneeling for two days. He just wanted Lao Guozi to tell him Where is his brother?"

But kneeling down is in vain.

What kind of sincerity, metal and stone are open, it is pure fart, this kind of old man is like a stone in the pit - smelly and hard.

Brother Zhang Jiu's youngest son was playing with cucumbers nearby. He suddenly sniffed and said, "It wasn't lost at all. It was beaten to death by that stinky bitch. She always beat brother Xiaoguo, and once she even scalded him with boiling water. We all know that." ."

"Nonsense," Brother Zhang Jiu kicked him away, "No one reported the crime, and no body was seen."

The child was very unconvinced: "That evil woman did it!"

Brother Zhang Jiu was helpless: "I'll beat you up again!"

The child made a face and ran away with the cucumber on his back. As he ran, he shouted: "The green bamboo snake's mouth, the wasp's tail sting, neither of which are poisonous, but the most poisonous to the stepmother's heart!"

Before Brother Zhang Jiu could catch up and beat him, he had already been hit by the three bald men and sat down on the ground.

The three bald men were accompanied by two younger brothers, a woodcutter who reported the crime, and Su Mian who was carrying a stick.

Seeing that Song Yulao didn't come back, Su Mian guessed that she was coming here. When he saw the three bald men also leaving the city and coming here, he hurriedly followed her out of fear that she would suffer a loss.

Song Yu looked at their team in surprise: "Lao Su? Have you finished watering the ants?"

Lao Su instantly thought that she was a bitch, and she should be allowed to die outside for such a thing.

When the woodcutter saw them standing together, looking like they were reminiscing about the past, he quickly said: "Guys, why don't you go up the mountain first? It won't be easy to see the road any later."

People died in the mountains.

The group of people went up the mountain, and when they passed Lao Guozi's house, the young man was still kneeling.

The woodcutter was very unhappy with Lao Guozi's family: "Their family has a big wolf dog. It usually chases and barks at them when they go up the mountain. It has bitten several children. They neither pay for it nor tie the dog up. The dog has been very honest these past two days." ”

Under the lamplight, there was indeed a big wolfhound curled up in a corner, with its tail tightly clamped, trembling uncontrollably, not daring to bark, only whimpering once or twice, and turned into a big rat.

It is afraid.

What are you afraid of?
Song Yu glanced around, but found nothing suspicious, not even a ghost.

"It's strange, why is such a big wolf dog so scared?"

Su Mian was inexplicably amused when he heard her muttering: "What's so strange about this? Whose dog doesn't behave like this when it sees you."

If he wasn't honest, Song Yu would be able to chase him out.

Song Yu: "."

After passing Lao Guozi's house, there is a road up the mountain. There is a dirt road on the ground, which is very smooth. It can be seen that the woodcutter fell down from it.

There is a strange smell in the mountains.

It's not a bad smell, but rather like the smell of wine when fruits pile up and rot in autumn.

And a little sweet.

This smell is really strange.

Moreover, this smell has penetrated into the soil. If you smell it for a long time, you will ignore it and think that the mountain is like this.

After walking for less than half a quarter of an hour, the woodcutter stopped and pointed to the forest in front of him: "It's right there. I haven't gone any further since I got here."

From this place, you can see a female corpse lying on the ground, covered with leaves.

Taking two steps forward, the man had not been dead for a long time, his eyes were wide open, maintaining the same expression as before his death.

Terror, fear, disbelief, and weakness.

There was no trace of blood on her body, only her belly was swollen, as if she was ten months pregnant.

The three-bald man called to the woodcutter: "Hey, come here and identify yourself. Is this from your village?"

The woodcutter stepped forward cautiously: "Yes, yes, that's the family that raised wolf dogs I mentioned, Lao Guozi's wife, that one, sir, I'll leave if it doesn't have anything to do with me."

He was also scared.

Even though it's getting late now, people are still dying outside.

It is rumored that people who die suddenly will catch their lives and die from generation to generation, just like some river sections, as long as people have been drowned, there will always be people drowned in that place.

He didn't want to be a scapegoat in vain.

The three-bald man looked down upon his courage: "There are so many people here, you are so scared, go away, you are still a grown man."

The woodcutter rolled down the mountain.

The third bald man then called to the two younger brothers he had brought with him: "You two come here and carry the body down. I think it is most likely that it has something to do with her man. It must be her man who wants to change his wife."

Song Yu picked up a branch and said, "Wait a minute."

The three-bald man put his hands on his hips: "If you say you'll wait a moment, just wait a moment. Who do you think you are?"

Song Yu poked the corpse in the belly and said, "He's the boss."

With this poke, something seemed to be moving in the corpse's belly, making the belly move into many shapes. Then the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and exhaled a breath of black air.

Song Yu quickly pulled Su Mian back: "Cover your mouth and nose."

It is rumored that after a person dies, there will be a breath stuck in the throat, which is the poison accumulated in a person's life, which is called "disaster gas".

When this breath of disaster falls on the grass and trees, the grass and trees will wither, and if it falls on people, they will become seriously ill. Therefore, the Yin and Yang masters who organize funerals will calculate the time of "disaster" and tell people to avoid it.

A foul smell filled the air, and on the top of the tree facing the corpse, a branch that was originally lush and green quickly withered and fell off, and most of the branches were dead.

(End of this chapter)