prison ghost

But how can they find out their own birthday?

"Yes what's the matter?"

It was Dai Peng who rushed to speak: "This is the son of Professor Liang who was in distress. You see, Professor Liang died for no reason. His son couldn't bear it, so he invited some Fengshui masters Go to the place where Professor Liang died to save the undead.

Although Shuigen has little knowledge, he is still very quick-witted. He felt that there was something strange in these words. It stands to reason that Professor Liang's first seven years have already passed, so what's the point of going now?

And this son is too genetically mutated, right?Leaving aside the bare lower body, the professor's upper body is still very refined, but this Comrade Xiao Liang has a full face, and he doesn't need makeup to play the underworld.

When Wu Shuigen thought of the tragic death of the professor at that time, now when he closed his eyes, there were two white bone sticks dangling back and forth in front of his eyes.

"Do you still need me to lead the way to the tomb? You, Dai Peng, can bring it to the place where you almost killed yourself!" Shui Gen said deliberately meanly when he saw Dai.

The person surnamed Dai really changed his expression, and he was about to yell at him.

Xiao Liang quickly patted Dai Peng on the shoulder, took out a stack of banknotes from a briefcase, and solemnly placed them in front of Shui Gen.

"It's 3 yuan. We would like Mr. Wu to do us a favor, first of all to show our sincerity."

Shuigen was dumbfounded. It was the first time I saw such a thick stack of banknotes, so big. How can I earn so much money?Murder and arson?Or robbing women?

"I always dreamed that my father was crying to me to go home, so I invited Mr. Feng Shui, he said that my father died in a foreign land, and he had to perform a ceremony to save him, and he needed a boy born in the ghost month as a guide. Otherwise, the soul envoy would not be able to lead my father back to his hometown. It just so happened that Mr. Wu was born at the beginning of the ghost month. People with a heavy cloudy energy are actually the most well-being, and all evils cannot invade. Although it only takes you an hour, but to show my respect Sincerely, I am willing to take this 1 yuan as a gift, thank you for fulfilling the last bit of filial piety that I, a son, can do for my father."

Wu Shuigen stared at the banknote, looked at it again and again, swallowed and weighed it for a long time and said: "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this favor, you should find someone else!"

The child has been used to bad luck since he was a child. Such a big pie suddenly fell from the sky, and he couldn't help but break his neck. Wu Shuigen's intuition told himself: This money can't be earned!

Xiaoliang was rejected, but he was not discouraged, squeezed the flesh on his face, and said with a smile: "The situation is urgent, and there is really no one more suitable than you in a hundred miles away." Now, since Mr. Wu is not moved by money, I have no choice but to wrong you. After speaking, I took out a black and shiny pistol from my arms and pressed it against Shuigen's temple.

Now even if you kill the unlucky child, you won't believe that this tough master is the son of that Professor Liang.

Looking at that Dai Peng again, he saw "Xiaoliang" bright guy, that proud man, curling his lips like a slender flesh, said: "Shameless, you have to force you with a gun to know how much you weigh. ?”

Shuigen also watched too many movies in the past two days, and his head got hot and wanted to grab the gun with a backhand, but he kicked him on Shuigen's knee, kicked him to his knees, and then buckled the silenced pistol Trigger the trigger, and the bullet passed Shuigen's earlobe barely, and hit the earth wall behind him with a "pounce" sound.

Shui Gen's ears went numb, and he was immediately dumbfounded on the spot...

When Li Li bought a pack of cigarettes from the grocery store at the other end of the village, a black van passed him.When he entered the house, he found that the root of the water had gone to nowhere, only the TV was still on, and groups of zombies poured out of the underground water pipe.

"Stinky boy, you don't know how to turn off the TV when you're gone." Li Li didn't care too much, turned off the DVD player, and lay down on the bed leisurely to catch up on sleep.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, large dark clouds covered the moon, and it seemed that there would be heavy rain tomorrow.On the desolate mountain, there are only the rustling of leaves and the whimpering and crying of the wind passing through the tree hole and hill.

When Shuigan was dragged from the car, his eyes and mouth were sealed with tape.His hands were even tied behind his back.

When the seals on his eyes were finally lifted, he found himself sitting in the middle of the tomb.

Shui Gen looked around anxiously. This ancient tomb has not been excavated, and with the strange murder case, it stands to reason that someone should be guarding it, but these gangsters hijacked him all the way here helplessly. Everyone is fucking eating shit?

He was not the only one in the huge tomb, besides Hengsirou and his followers in black, and Dai Peng, there were three other people standing.

These three people are all recognized by Shui. They are all workers who used to work in an engineering team.They were not tied up, it seemed that they were bewitched by money and came voluntarily, but when they saw the water roots that were tied up, they all looked at each other in blank amazement.

Hengsirou winked at Dai Peng, and the one who was helping the tiger immediately said to the three workers: "Wu Shuigen wanted to steal Boss Liang's car during the day today. We discovered it in time, if it wasn't for fear of delaying the time, we missed the action It's time to send him to the police station."

After all, Dai Peng bore the name of the county magistrate's son. Although the three were surprised that such an honest boy as Shuigen could become a car thief, they never raised any objections.

Soon the ceremony began.

One of Hengsirou's subordinates skillfully drew a totem resembling the sun with red cinnabar on the ground of the tomb, and placed four oil lamps at the four corners of the southeast, north, and west.

Then those three people were blindfolded, and there was a person behind each of them guiding them to stretch their arms and move forward. Shui Gen shook his head desperately, because he could see clearly, when the three people As they walked west, south, and north, the soil clods on the walls of the three tombs were scattered one after another, and three eerie openings slowly appeared—exactly like the one found when Professor Liang was killed.

Shui Gen stared wide-eyed in horror, watching the three people approaching the cave one after another surrounded by three puffs of black smoke.

"Ah—" The heart-piercing screams made people's eardrums hurt, just like the sound made by Professor Liang when he was killed.

Wu Shuigen shook his body, watching the flesh and blood slowly peel off from the bodies of the three people, revealing little by little the skeletons that were stained red inside.

What is puzzling is that the three people were stripped of different parts, one is the two arms, one is the torso, and the last is the head.It's as if everyone has only been stripped of their flesh and blood in this one place.

Shuigen found that his special training for the past few days had completely failed, and no matter how realistic the computer special effects were, it was not as exciting as being there.

Standing at the bottom of the pit, the bright red in front of his eyes, the blood in his nostrils, and every shrinking pore on his body could clearly feel the horrific massacre.

But I am much better than Dai Peng's grandson, seeing him so arrogant before, I thought he knew what was going to happen at night!

As a result, when the bodies of the three victims were devoured, the kid was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, his crying face was deformed, and he could hear the sound of urinating below him from a long distance away.

However, Hengsirou and his followers didn't panic, instead they were so excited that their noses parted slightly, and their upper and lower teeth shook uncontrollably.

Slowly, the three crippled people stopped moving, and the black air wrapped around them slowly turned crimson red, and floated right above the water root sitting in the middle, and the three wisps of red smoke gathered together , slowly twisted into a human shape.But this man lacks two thighs.

Hengsirou took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured the thick liquid in front of the eastern cave wall where Professor Liang was killed.

Slowly, a wisp of red smoke seeped out from the ground, and slowly floated over.As a result, the human-shaped smoke finally grew out of thighs, gathered together, and slowly pressed against the immobile water roots.

It is said that good luck is a good omen, but there is a red cloud on my head, where the hell is the auspicious omen?These four deadly smokes gathered together must be an enhanced version, and then I have to gnaw myself until there is no scum left.

I don't know if I follow Dai Peng's example and put a bubble of porridge in the crotch, will it think the smell is too strong, and I will change it to the unlucky one?

"Dai Peng! Your mother, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost! You wait!" Wu Shuigen was sealed, silently delivered his final last words, and then closed his eyes and waited for death.

The taut skin first felt the strange red cloud's breath, and the place where it passed was warm, as if every pore on the skin was forced to open, and then thousands of fine needles scrambled to dig in. enter.

Shui Gen was rolling on the ground in pain. At this moment, it seemed that someone whispered in his ear: "Is it you?" Then thousands of needles were suddenly withdrawn.

The exhausted Shuigen couldn't open his eyes, and after hearing a scream from Dai Peng, he escaped into the boundless darkness...

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the ropes all over his body had been untied, and he was lying flat in the back seat of the car. Someone was combing his curly woolen hair with his hands.

He raised his eyes and saw that the owner of the hand was Dai Peng. He found that Shuigan had woken up and looked down at him intently.

Wu Shuigen's first reaction was that he didn't die, it's so damn good!

The second reaction is, why is the grandson's pants lying on it, isn't it fucking hard for me to rub my head all over my head?

Shui Gen seemed to be doing it, but Dai Peng held him tightly.The young master, who was like a white chicken, didn't know when he exerted so much strength.

"Grass your mother, let me go!"

Dai Peng didn't answer, but the hand that was holding Shuigen's hair tightened suddenly, pulled Shuigen up, lowered his head, and held Shuigen's lips fiercely.

An unconcealable bloody breath poured into the young man's mouth, not to mention that, then Dai Peng's tongue also stuck in, entangled with Shuigen's, lingering to death.

Shui Gen struggled, he opened his eyes suddenly, and found that his and Dai Peng's eyes were really staring at each other.

Dai Peng's eyes are very beautiful. If you remove the sluggishness all over his body, he can be regarded as a handsome young man.But at this moment, it was still those eyes, but the violence revealed in those eyes made people shudder.

Look at the redness that gradually diffused in those eyes—the same redness as the man-eating clouds.

Shui Gen finally asked, struggling between his entangled lips and teeth: "Who are you?"