The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

The two closed the door.

This house is different from the previous shrines and coffins.

This is a layout of three bedrooms and two living rooms. There is a dining table and chairs in the living room, and a sofa and coffee table in the dining room. It looks like a place where someone really lives.

"Please take a seat."

The man pointed at the sofa.

The woman stood beside him gently, and if it weren't for the lack of lights and the darkness in the room, and her pale face and expressionless face, they would have looked like a loving couple just from their posture.

Min Shu didn't sit down, and got straight to the point: "How long have you been here? Why are there two people living in Building 44?"

The man still pointed at the sofa: "Sit down."

The woman still stood beside the man, looking at her expressionlessly in a little bird-like posture.

Min Shu walked to the sofa, but instead of sitting down, he lifted it up.

I saw that the bottom of the sofa was covered with yellow talismans, densely packed together, forming a very simple trap.

The man's expression changed slightly, but the woman remained expressionless.

Min Shu: "Are you a Taoist?"

Man: "Your Excellency has a good eye. Are you also from the same industry? If so, then forget what happened today. I will let you go, and you are not to show up here again."

Min Shu did not answer him, but looked at the woman: "Is this a zombie?"

The man's eyes were filled with surprise. "You are quite knowledgeable. Even ordinary Taoist priests cannot see through the true nature of a zombie like me, but you can see through it at a glance."

Min Shu: "Tell me why you're staying here, and tell me everything you know about the Red and White Devils, and I'll leave."

The man sneered, "Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. I let you go because you are young and we are in the same business. If you want to push me, I won't be polite."

Minshu snapped his fingers.

The little ghost with its head in its hands appeared in front of her. The ball in its hand fell to the ground, and it made a shrill cry, and rolled all the way to between the feet of the man and the female zombie.

"This is..." The man's face changed slightly: "You can actually control the weirdness?"

Min Shu didn't say anything, and the crying of the strange baby in the ball became louder and louder.

Suddenly, a pair of purple hands tore open the outer skin of the ball like cutting open a mother's belly, and crawled out from inside. Then they followed the zombie's feet upwards, and the sharp hands covered her belly. Seeing that her belly was about to be torn open, the man immediately said anxiously: "Wait a minute!"

He looked at the strange baby in disbelief.

"This is... this is the strange baby in Wang Xilu's knock-on-the-door strange belly. How come it's here with you?"

really.

Min Shu thought to himself that people who had lived here for a long time not only knew the door-knocking ghost, but might also know the origin of the ghost baby in the door-knocking ghost's belly.

"You recognize it?"

"Of course." The man's voice was a little trembling. "This ghost baby didn't come from the belly of the knocking ghost at all. It crawled out of the belly of the God of Joy!"

Min Shu was startled and subconsciously looked at the strange baby.

The strange baby looked very irritable, and seemed to be impatient to get into a belly, and its sharp teeth began to make clicking sounds.

Minshu: "How do you know this?"

The man looked at the ghost baby with some complexities, and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked Min Shu: "If this ghost baby is with you, then the knocking ghost that was carrying it should also be with you."

Min Shu: "It's with me."

The man shook his head, sat down at the dining table, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "That knocker ghost was not the first mother after it came out of the belly of the God of Joy, but it was the only living mother that insisted on letting it stay in her body for nine months."

Min Shu's eyes flashed with astonishment: "A living person?"

"It's a living person." The man said, "The terror resurgence has already arrived. The authorities have been hiding it, but we are in this line of work. They can hide it from ordinary people but not from us. So some people are tempted to use this terror resurgence to strengthen their own strength."

"This knocker is one of them."

"Before her, there were sixty or seventy women, the oldest no older than thirty-five and the youngest no younger than eighteen. None of them could keep the strange baby in their stomachs for more than three days. Only she managed to hold on for nine months. Until one night, the pain became unbearable and she knocked on doors everywhere hoping for help in giving birth, but no one opened the door, so she died."

"That door-knocking ghost and the ghost baby in its belly were originally going to be the most powerful mother-and-child corpses of that corpse-raiser, but he was unlucky. About a month ago, the God of Joy and the God of Sorrow appeared at the same time and almost razed the community to the ground. At the same time, the door-knocking ghost also disappeared."

Min Shu's eyes flickered slightly.

A month ago, it should be the day when she took the terrifying subway, and it was indeed on that day that she encountered the red and white conflict.

Could it be that after they collided in the car, they did not leave separately, but still wanted to devour each other, so they fought back from Yinshan Bridge to Wangxi Road, and caused the strange incident of the knocking ghost passing through Yinshan Bridge and entering Yinshan Village?

The man continued: "However, compared to the forces that created the Knocking Ghost, those who have been sacrificing humans and wanting to raise the Red and White Ghosts into Ghost Gods are even crazier. They hope to use these two Ghosts to intimidate the world and dominate the world. It's like a nuclear weapon. As long as you have it, others won't dare to touch you."

Min Shu: "I don't know if anyone can control the weirdness of the level of the Weird King."

Man: "Of course you don't know, because no one has succeeded in the first place. These people are all crazy. They think that the world is going to end anyway, so they might as well go crazy before the end of the world. If they fail, they will die. If they die, they will die."

Minshu: "What about you? Why are you here?"

The man glanced at the zombie still with the strange baby lying on its belly: "She is my wife."

"But you can see that she is now in a state of being a living dead at best. But so what? As long as she can stay with me forever, I don't mind. This is where the Red and White Devils are enshrined, and it is also the best place to raise corpses. Her body will never rot if it stays here, and I will stay here with her, just like before."

Min Shu raised his eyebrows: "For your love, you tricked others into coming in as a tribute?"

"Why not?" The man said nonchalantly, "Their lives are not as important to me as a hair of my wife. I have the ability, so why can't I do it?"

He had a sick smile on his face: "I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, so wouldn't it be nice if you could make some contribution to the love between me and my wife before you die?"

Min Shu did not comment.

Her gaze rested on a tightly closed door. The room was empty and quiet. Min Shu could imagine that it was an empty room without even seeing the scene inside.

But how can we imagine it without seeing it?

Min Shu's figure disappeared instantly, and the next moment, he opened the tightly closed door.

call--

A gust of wind blew.

Minshu saw the largest shrine since he entered the community.

The red statue in the shrine is nearly human-sized, wearing a veil, with his hands folded in front of him. He is surrounded by paper figures, paper horses, and a sedan chair on both sides, all of which are painted bright red.

There are no incense sticks in front of its shrine, but four red candles.

The red candle should have been burning, but it went out the moment Min Shu opened the door.

Then, the bride, who was sitting in a dignified posture with her head slightly lowered in the shrine, slowly raised her head.