husband from hell

Chapter 100 Boys and Girls
As soon as she came back, the noisy film crew outside were all dumbfounded, showing a very horrified look.

And the old lady lowered her head, and just saw the traces of the soil under the jujube tree being loosened by someone!
I quickly ran out of the house. At this time, the old woman's eyes were already gloomy. That gloomy aura made people shudder...

I wanted to explain the origins of these people to the old woman, but the old woman directly lowered her head, just stared at the soil under the jujube tree, knelt down and touched it, then raised her head and looked at the group of people again. A little bit hostile.

"Quick, follow what you said just now..." The director pushed a staff member.

The staff member was trembling, but he still went forward and gestured at the old woman.

It turned out that the staff member knew sign language. He followed the director's instructions, and when the director said something, he "translated" a sentence with the old lady in sign language. I apologize, including talking about my own difficulties.

No wonder that after I mentioned the situation of the old woman just now, the group of them were still ready to ask the old woman for directions. It turned out that there were professionals.

After hearing their difficulties, the old woman finally calmed down, and then she nodded, put her back basket away, and gestured to the staff member again.

The staff looked at it and turned to look at the director as if asking for help. The director was even more confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

The staff member said distressedly: "The old lady said, let us stay here for one more day and leave tomorrow. She said that it will rain heavily because of the weather. Boss, look..."

After seeing the scene under the jujube tree just now, who would want to stay here? Everyone's expressions were very subtle, and they all stared at the director.

The director obviously didn't expect it, so he said to the staff member: "Just say, we are not afraid of rain, as long as you show us the way, that's fine."

I raised my head, and I did see the sun in the morning, but at some point, it was covered by the clouds again, and it looked like the clouds were all in one place again.

I couldn't help asking Cheng Ke: "What should we do? This place seems to have something to do with longevity..."

"Since it has something to do with longevity, let's stay and take a look." Cheng Ke raised his head, his bright peach blossom eyes reflected the dark clouds in the sky, and he had an aura that no one else could match: "Everything is up to me."

On the other side, the staff got the director's order and wanted to make gestures with the old lady again. Who knew that it was impartial, and it really started raining drippingly this day!What's more, it was also mixed with hail!

Cheng Ke put one hand on my head, pulled me into the house with the other, and said very casually: "Besides, I don't want to let you get wet."

It feels so good to be loved and pampered by others...

In fact, I have always treated mine so insecure. I always felt that all I got was because I was similar to Calamus. I stole it from Calamus. It was not my own. I was afraid that I would not be able to keep it.

If I can't keep it, I don't dare to invest too much, because I may not be able to accept the kind of hollow loss that is like digging my lungs.

But now, Cheng Ke's feeling suddenly seemed to be integrated into his life, sticking to his flesh and blood, and he was reluctant to part again.

I don't want to part again.

Subconsciously, he clenched Cheng Ke's cold and slender hand. Cheng Ke was slightly startled, looked at me sideways, and suddenly smiled.

That smile, like a glacier melting in spring, is so beautiful that it makes people dazzled.

"What are you laughing at?" My heart beat a little too fast, it's strange, why I have been looking at his face for so long, but still can't get used to it?
"It's the first time you took the initiative to hold my hand." Cheng Ke narrowed his big peach eyes and said, "For this reason, it is worth adding wine and meals."

"Okay, don't show your affection in front of a single sick dog!" Luo Weilan couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "I heard it all, and guessed, maybe there is something important about the old woman to keep so many people. !"

"Big thing..." I turned my head and looked at the door tightly closed by the old lady, thinking in my heart, could it have something to do with the owner of the black dog?

The film crew had no choice but to bring their equipment, and now they also entered the house in a bit of a mess.

The old lady also came in, helped a group of people find towels and sent them up, babbling and pointing out where there was hot water.

I thought to myself, didn't the old woman speak when she was feeding the inexplicable things under the jujube tree that night!Does she have some intention of pretending to be a deaf-mute?

But I remembered that when there was a knock on the door in the middle of the night that day, the old woman hid in the cupboard to eat. I was obviously taken aback by me. If she could hear it, she would never be so caught off guard.

I thought about it, but I couldn't figure out why. I asked Cheng Ke, and Cheng Ke looked like watching the fun again, ambiguous, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

The film crew wiped off their hair and equipment, and one of them was holding a cup of hot tea brought by the old lady, but they all looked cautious, and no one dared to drink it.

Chuxue also came over, approached me, and said in a low voice with a little fear: "You said, the old lady kept us here, didn't she also want to... bury us under the jujube tree? "

I hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, this... How should I put it, it is indeed forced by the situation and I have to stay. I can only say that I try my best to be vigilant."

"You too, be more careful, you must not have the intention of harming others, and the attitude of guarding against others must not be absent." Chuxue hesitated for a while, even if the old woman definitely looked like a real deaf-mute in front of everyone, she was still afraid of the old woman As if hearing it, he leaned into my ear and said: "I always feel that everything here is weird, even this rain is so weird. Before, it was still a sunny day! It shouldn't be, is it The old lady is so powerful that she can even control rainwater, right?"

"Isn't this too mysterious? No matter how powerful she is, she's not the Dragon Lord." I could only say, "However, it's a coincidence..."

"What are you two talking about?" The photographer also squeezed over, and said in panic, "What should we do now?"

"What can we two girls do?" Chuxue said a little discouraged: "Now, people are completely under the eaves and have to bow their heads."

"Oh!" Unexpectedly, Luo Weilan on the bed looked surprised when she saw Chuxue, she couldn't even care about the wounds on her body, and she was about to get up after struggling: "You...are you from Xichuan Tourism Satellite TV?" Chuxue, the host of the show?"

As a result, this struggle touched the wound on his body, grinning his teeth in pain.

Only then did Chuxue notice Luo Weilan who was covered in injuries, she nodded politely, and said, "Hello."

"Oh, I'm your fan!" Luo Weilan hurriedly said: "I watch almost every episode of the show you host! For example, 'Gourmet Xichuan', 'Lohas Xichuan' and 'Walking Xichuan' never fail..."

Looking at Luo Weilan's face that is so precious to everyone, I sighed.

Chuxue probably also felt that it would be good to have one more person to accompany her when she was terrified. In order to distract her nervousness, she joined the film crew and chatted with Luo Weilan about the show.

I turned around and saw Cheng Ke's eyes, still following the old woman, and the old woman was silent, bent over, as if tossing something in the cabinet.

"What's the matter?" I asked in a low voice.

"It stinks of blood."

Cheng Ke raised his perfectly shaped chin and said, "It seems that there are some unexpected guests."

I swept across this dark and damp main room and took a closer look, only to see that this place is indeed shrouded in a faint Yin Qi. If I concentrate a little more, I can barely distinguish it. The Yin Qi is formed on the ground. A series of footprint shapes.

It was a barefoot footprint, the arch of the foot was still slightly incomplete, and the traces were very fresh.

I frowned, and the plots of detective novels I had read before were revolving around in my mind. I remembered that there are three types of footprints, which are step length, step width, and step angle. This is barefoot. So it should be simpler.

I compared it in the past, the size of the foot and the length of the stride are very similar to mine, but slightly smaller than mine. It can be seen that it should be left by a woman who is a little shorter than me.

The place where the toes of the yin footprints are round and full, it should be a young woman.

I suddenly remembered, the pale ghost in the toilet came.

I don't know what is the relationship between her and the old woman.

The branches and leaves of the jujube trees were trembling under the heavy rain, and the mud outside had been smashed into many small pits by the hail.

Luo Weilan took a break from the conversation with the film crew, took a look outside, and murmured, "It looks like the weather won't last for a while..."

After hearing what he said, the film crew all showed worried looks, only the staff member who bit open the jujube had an indifferent expression, as if he was thinking about something.

After staying in the rain for a whole day, at night, the old lady warmly laid a bed on the floor for everyone to sleep in, and invited Chuxue and I to live in the same room with her. Chuxue's face was ashen-colored in fright, but she was afraid of offending the old lady, so she would come to some innocent disaster , so I didn't dare to refuse, I just put all my hopes on me.

Luo Weilan thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Lu Qiao, come here, I'll give you something."

I hurried over: "What?"

Luo Weilan mysteriously took out a small bottle from his tattered pocket, and said in a low voice: "If you see something, spread it around the two of you, and those things will not be touched. you."

I looked at Cheng Ke, and Cheng Ke nodded. I knew he had the bottom line, so I took it and agreed.

The old woman's room is the room where the cupboard is. After sniffing carefully, I can still smell the bloody smell, so I couldn't help but look at the cupboard more.

Lying on the cold reed mat, because I was not with Cheng Ke, I was not used to it anywhere. Listening to the continuous rain outside, I sighed unconsciously.

In the end, it didn't matter that I sighed, Chuxue burst into tears for some reason, but she didn't dare to let the old woman hear her, she just suppressed her voice and said in a low voice: "I want to go home."

Looking at her teardrops like a disconnected wire, I felt uncomfortable. I have been to Xichuan for so long, the phone is completely out of power and internet, and I haven’t contacted my parents for a long time, and I can’t report my safety. I don't know how worried they will be when they come back from the trip. Besides, if grandpa tells my parents about this and that again, how scared will they be?
In particular, the mother-in-law who wholeheartedly hid in Xichuan in order to escape the identity of a ghost raiser, knowing that her daughter still cannot escape the fate of this family inheritance, what would she think...

Hey……

But right now, I had no choice but to hold on, and comforted Chuxue and said, "Don't think too much, the rain doesn't stop forever. When it's time for the rain to stop tomorrow, let your colleague who can sign language come over and ask the old lady about it." Yes, we will be able to go out.”

Having said that, I deliberately turned my head and said to the old woman lying beside us: "You think so?"

But the old woman still turned sideways and said nothing.

The reason why I asked this on purpose is because it is often said in detective novels that when people are unprepared, when they hear someone calling themselves, their eyes will always react first, blinking or turning.

But I noticed that the old woman had her eyes half closed, and her eyelashes didn't even tremble after hearing me call her, she really looked like she couldn't hear.

The suspicion in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Chu Xue said, "You forgot, the old lady is deaf-mute."

I smiled and said: "I am a real person. I often get confused. I am tired after a day. Go to sleep. I fell asleep and have a good dream."

Chuxue knew that I was also thinking of comforting her, so she had no choice but to close her eyes, maybe the whole day was spent in tension and fear, she finally relaxed a little, and she soon fell asleep.

But I'm really not used to being in Cheng Ke's cold embrace. I toss and turn and can't fall asleep. Cheng Ke is like a pack of drugs. Once you get on it, you can't quit.

He and I are only separated by a main room, but for some reason, it feels like we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Will he be unaccustomed to not having me by his side now?

The feeling of separation, even this brief, is enough to keep you from sleeping.

"Tick tock..." Slowly, the rain outside gradually stopped, and everything became silent again. In the distance, another room heard the sound of snoring. I don't know who it was.

Suddenly, I felt a little cold inside the room.

Strange, the doors and windows were not closed properly, and the night breeze came in?
I opened my eyes, but froze in shock.

The woman who appeared in the toilet, did not know when, was standing quietly by the window, bent over, looking down at the three of us lying on the bed!
I didn't dare to take a breath, that pale face was right in front of me!

And, the reason it's so cold is because she's pouting and breathing into the top of my head!

"Hoo... Chi..."

Immediately, goose bumps appeared all over my body, and I felt that the cool air around me was getting stronger and stronger!

The woman's eyes were empty, and there was no expression on her pale face, she just smoked silently, as if there was an invisible cigarette in her mouth.

What on earth does she want to do?
"Cough cough..."

There was a rustling sound, and the old woman sat up.

She turned her head and looked at the woman, still saying Yiyi's voice, as if she was chatting with that woman!

The woman didn't make a sound, straightened up, and said quietly: "They are here."

What does this mean?Who's coming?
Before I had time to react, the old lady waved her hand first, and pointed outside, which meant that she wanted to let that woman go out, but I also took the place of that woman and stood in front of me .

I quickly remained motionless and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Sure enough, squinting my eyes, I could see that the face of the old woman was poking right in front of me, with a pair of gloomy eyes staring at me strangely under the black shadows.

Then, with a grin, he said "Yiyi oh oh" in a low voice and talked about syllables that I couldn't understand.

I tried my best to make my breathing heavier than usual, and pretended to be in a sound sleep, but Chuxue was really asleep, so the old lady looked at it, and didn't see any clues, so she got out of bed in peace.

Then, there was the sound of the door panel being lifted, and she went out with the woman.

I stood up, and through the gap in the window, I saw the crooked body of the old woman, and she really went under the jujube tree.

And the mysterious woman in white disappeared once again.

Could it be that she was devouring my Yin Qi just now?

Before he could think of anything, he heard another sound of footsteps, like tiptoeing, cautiously sounded from the bedroom where Cheng Ke and the others were.

I frowned, who is it?Do you get up at night at this time?

Then, the sound of footsteps came into the main room, and it was the voices of two men, one of whom timidly said first: "Boss, is this really possible?"

It was the photographer's voice, I remember him, he seemed timid.

"Why not." Another voice said: "At this time, either you will die or I will live! I am also from Xichuan, so I can tell that the source of this old witch's Gu art is under the jujube tree , Didn't you see, she chose to go at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, which is midnight! It's because the Gu worms are nocturnal, and they are having fun right now!"

This voice...is the director!No wonder during the day, when I saw that the director was giving advice, I thought he was quite reliable. Unexpectedly, he was really knowledgeable.

"Brother, does your family really know this kind of thing?" The photographer's voice said tremblingly: "I always feel, a little..."

"Nonsense, it's because the development in the village is not good, and there is no prospect for raising Gu, so our family moved outside the mountain. But when I was young, my grandma raised Gu, and I have been affected by it. I can't be wrong." The voice of the director is full of confidence: "I can't be mistaken, and now she is going to kill us! Do the first to be strong, and the second to be the worst, do you understand?"

"Then... that's good..." the photographer said cautiously: "But...boss, isn't your name Xiao Wang?"

Xiao Wang was the staff member who bit open the jujube during the day and had an emotional quarrel.

"Nonsense, what are you calling him for? Bad thing! Besides, you can't disturb those other guests," the director's voice was low, but full of air: "The woman didn't see anything, but the two men Yes, one is sick, and the other has no shadow! Who knows where they came from, maybe they are ghost raisers! Don't trust them."

The editor-director is really good. Even Cheng Ke's background can be seen, but he still remains calm and does not move, which is really admirable.

"Hmm..." The photographer probably had no choice but to be squeezed out, so he had to say, "Then listen to brother. Tell me, what should we do? Press the old woman from behind?"

"Well, when you see the old witch woman, hold it down first, the Gu breeder can't bend her knees, and if you step on her feet, she can't move," said the director, "Taking advantage of this time, I will That old witch's Gu stove has been smashed, so she can't do harm to anyone."

"This is the end of the matter, it's all up to the boss." The photographer seemed to have made up his mind and was gearing up.

"Well," the director seemed to be warming up, "click..." Hearing the half-hidden door of the main room open, the director lowered his voice and said, "Let's go..."

Just go out so rashly?Unable to bear my temper, I got up, opened the door, and just poked my head out quietly, before bumping into Cheng Ke's arms; "Hey..."

"Keep quiet," Cheng Ke said, "Let's go and see what is under the jujube tree."

"How do you know that I'm not asleep?" Seeing Cheng Ke standing in front of me, the short parting seemed like a long time, and I was inexplicably happy.

"I'm not by your side, you must not be used to it." Cheng Ke took my hand and said softly, "I know."

He knew, could it be because he was like me?
The corners of the lips curled up uncontrollably, yes, I am very happy.

When we got to the door, the photographer and director had already gone under the jujube tree, but the old lady who was outside just now had disappeared.

"I'm hungry... I'm hungry..." Suddenly, that voice came from under the jujube tree again!
I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that the sound yesterday was not made by the old woman at all, but it was made in this tank!

"Boss..." The photographer looked like this, and his feet softened with fright: "This...why is there still a voice in this tank?"

"What are you afraid of?" The director said in a deep voice: "It must be a human gu, taking advantage of the old witch's whereabouts, we quickly opened it and burned it all! Presumably, the rain will stop, so we will I can go."

It turned out that the choreographer, as well as the heavy rain and hail, was a spell cast by the old lady in order to keep them.

"Open it, if something is released, it will be too late to regret it," Cheng Ke Qing Yue said: "I advise you, think clearly."

Those two people didn't expect us to wake up too, so they were naturally taken aback. The cameraman looked at the director tremblingly, and the director stared at us, looking like he was dying: "I know, this is Gu Zao If you break here, the technique will stop immediately, are you the ghost of the ghost master? Although we have no friendship, we have no hatred, we can't, and the old woman left here as fertilizer for the jujube tree!"

No wonder I came here to be the director of "Witch Gu Xichuan", I really know a lot!
As he said that, the director walked over first, as if he was afraid that we would stop him, and lifted the lid of the big tank!
Suddenly I heard a strange sound.

This... It sounds like someone is sweeping fallen leaves with a broom!
The choreographer looked unbelievable at first, then suddenly closed the cover fiercely, and took a few steps back in horror!
"Boss... that... that is..." The photographer's voice was full of horror: "Is it..."

Before the director had time to answer, he heard a "coax", the lid of the tank seemed to be knocked open by something, and a lot of gray things rushed out all of a sudden, pouring in like a tide !

I squinted my eyes, and finally saw clearly, what came out were all big gray rats!

So, the "squeak" sound like sweeping fallen leaves just now was the sound of mice climbing over?No, the problem is, that tank is not big, where did so many rats come from?

I can see clearly that those mice are exactly the same as the mice that died under the tree and were taken away by the old woman. They are all shriveled, slender, and extremely malnourished. His four legs, with his mouth full of white teeth, are running so fast!

"Chi Chi Chi..." Those mice rushed over happily, and rushed towards the photographer and director. The photographer and director couldn't dodge in time, and they all fell to the ground in an instant!
I hurried over, took out the small bottles that Luo Weilan had given me, scattered the contents around the photographer and director, formed a small circle, and stood in by myself.

Inside the bottle is a medicinal powder with a strong aroma. It is yellowish-brown. As expected of Luo Weilan's stuff, it really works. Those mice touched the medicinal powder, as if they were poisoned, and immediately turned their stomachs and did not move. up.

But some of the mice could be stopped, but not all of them. Those mice seemed to go crazy and rushed towards the little house!
"Cheng Ke..." I quickly threw the small medicine bottle to Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke raised his slender hand and took the small medicine bottle. His white fingers gripped the bottle very neatly, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the door.

Those powders were like an insurmountable dam. As soon as the mice passed by, they died in pieces on the outside of the powder.

At the same time, I found that there seemed to be something green hanging from the tails of those mice. It was unmistakable, it was Yin Qi!
And as soon as the Yin Qi touched the powder, it immediately went out like a lamp, and at the same time, the mouse also stopped moving.

After a while, the corpses of those rats were piled up like a hill in front of the powder, and there was no movement at all.

Only then did I let out a sigh of relief, and said to Cheng Ke: "If this kind of thing is sold as rat poison, it must be a big profit!"

But Cheng Ke turned his head sideways and said, "This is not poison, it's just a yin purifying powder that absorbs yin energy. These rats are originally mummified corpses, and they came out to run and jump because they were driven by voodoo."

I was taken aback, this means, this is a rat zombie?

The cameraman and director were trembling with fright and were still talking, when suddenly the door opened by itself.

Cheng Ke turned his head sideways, showing a very interested look.

I followed Cheng Ke's gaze, only to find that the people outside the door were not old women, but a large group of strange boys and girls.

Those boys and girls stood neatly, as if they were queuing up for some kind of welcome ceremony. Although they looked neat, they looked strange.

My eyes widened. Why are there so many people in the empty village?Are they all... so young?Among them, the oldest one will not exceed the appearance of about 25 years old.

The photographer and the director were also stunned: "This...why are there so many people here?"

And those boys and girls raised their heads, looked at us, grinned their red lips, showed their white teeth, showed a strange smile, and said, "Now, I can finally come in."

I suddenly came to my senses. Could it be that these people are the "they" that the woman told the old woman just now?
(End of this chapter)