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At this time, Qin Manjiang suddenly felt the woman behind him moving. She seemed to want to lift the quilt and get out.

"do not move."

Qin Manjiang grabbed her hand and held her tightly.

From her body, Qin Manjiang could feel an amazing power. If he hadn't been strong in physical strength recently, he really wouldn't be able to suppress this woman.

At this time, Qin Manjiang didn't care about the difference between men and women. The ghost was outside. If this woman wanted to lift the quilt and go out, not only would she be seeking death, but she would also kill him.

In the end, Qin Manjiang used his hands and feet to "lock" the woman, but the woman was still struggling hard even though he was pressing her down.

are you crazy?

At this moment, a scream came from outside.

The distance was not far, and Qin Manjiang heard it very clearly.

It was also at this moment that the woman suddenly stopped moving.

But Qin Manjiang did not dare to let go of her. Any accident at this time might lead to death.

Fortunately she is mute.

Qin Manjiang suddenly thought like this.

However, no matter who she is, if you can get through tonight safely, you must stay away from her tomorrow. This woman is simply a time bomb.

Judging from the villagers' coping methods, they definitely knew that there was a ghost.

But judging from the behavior of the ghost before, it seemed that the people in this village saw the true face of the ghost for the first time.

Speaking of which, why does such a ghost exist in Guanyin Village?

Qin Manjiang was thinking and listening to what was going on outside.

All that can be done at this moment is to wait.

Wait for the ghost to leave.

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same moment.

The old village chief was half-dragged and half-dragged back home by his son.

This Zhao's house is the largest and tallest house in the entire Guanyin Village.

His son was also in his forties. As soon as he got home, he turned on the light and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to look for it.

The dark-skinned old village chief was frightened and angry, so he quickly turned off the light, slapped him on the back of the head, and cursed in a low voice: "You are seeking death!"

The father and son really didn't deal with each other. In the eyes of Boss Zhao, his father should have abdicated his throne long ago, but the old man was very addicted to officialdom. Even in his seventies and eighty, he still couldn't bear to step down.

Boss Zhao, who had been waiting to take over for a long time, his patience was worn out. At this time, he was slapped and threw his shoulders with anger: "You know a hammer!"

"Did you forget what Pagu said when we went to invite Guanyin?"

"Something must have happened under Guanyin. Bogu said that he wrote down all the possible scenarios on a piece of paper. It's time to take it out and read it. Don't you believe it? Did you see a ghost today?"

Boss Zhao scolded his father and asked angrily: "Paper?

"Hiding everywhere, where are you hiding?"

Old Man Zhao was so angry that his face turned purple, but he could not refute.

Indeed, his son had already said that he would take out Bogu's message and read it when rumors of haunting first appeared in the village, but he had been trying to avoid it.

Today was a good day. Not only did the temperature drop suddenly and the road out of the village was frozen, but the ghost finally appeared.

He was right, look for paper, find that paper!

"Don't turn on the light when you're looking for it!" Old Man Zhao said harshly, and took advantage of the darkness to find an old flashlight, the kind with batteries.

Press light and look at the drawer on the wall.

Before they even opened the drawer, the father and son were so frightened that they had goosebumps all over their bodies.

I saw that the wall behind the drawer was covered with dense bloody fingerprints!

When I turned on the light just now, I glanced at it and it was obvious that there were no fingerprints there yet.

Both of them panicked.

Old man Zhao pushed his son Zhao boss: "You go to the drawer and look for...look for that piece of paper. There is something written by Bo Gu on the paper."

"Aren't you going to go?" Mr. Zhao's mouth was trembling, but after saying this, he still walked over honestly.

The bloody fingerprints on the wall pretended to be invisible, but when he finally mustered up the courage to come to the drawer and opened it.

I saw a large amount of red blood suddenly pouring out of the drawer!

And the dense bloody handprints on the wall began to bleed, flowing straight down.

The Zhao family's father and son were so frightened that their legs were like chaff, and the whole room was filled with the smell of blood.

"Don't... don't be afraid, God... God will protect us..."

Old Man Zhao forced himself to calm down, but in his heart he kept praying for the protection of "god".

After hearing this, his son, Boss Zhao, finally felt more at ease.

After all, the "miracle" demonstrated by Baigu shocked him to this day.

In order to join the divine religion, he even agreed to invite the Guanyin.

Pagu must have written how to guard against that ghost...

God... bless me!

The intense madness overwhelmed the fear of blood flowing all over his eyes at this moment, and Boss Zhao actually reached directly into the bleeding drawer.

The sticky and cold touch made him shiver.

Old man Zhao couldn't help but said: "Be more pious..."

"Then you fucking come!"

Mr. Zhao was furious.

Am I not religious enough?

What about that piece of paper? Where did the old man put that piece of paper?

He rummaged around in the blood in the drawer.

Soon, the mutation will reappear!

In the blood gushing out on the wall, the outline of a human face appeared vaguely. The old village chief Zhao, who was standing in the distance and trembling, saw it clearly. He shouted at the top of his voice like he was urging: "Hurry! Get out of the wall." Come out!”

How could Boss Zhao not know that danger was approaching?

Just looking at the blood in this drawer made his scalp numb, and the blood obviously couldn't cast a clear shadow, but when he shined a flashlight into the drawer, he saw a blurry person. His face was sloshing in blood.

His hands were groping in the blood, and the face in the blood was constantly breaking and reorganizing.

A weird and terrifying feeling spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye.

Just when Boss Zhao couldn't hold on any longer, he finally touched something that looked like paper but was slippery.

Taking it out and taking a look, Boss Zhao was ecstatic: "I found it!"

"hurry up!"

Old man Zhao urged.

Of course Boss Zhao knew he had to run away quickly, but as soon as his front feet left and before his back feet could catch up, he saw a pair of pale arms sticking out of the bloody water in the drawer!

Those hands are incredibly long, and they are still stretching!

Old Man Zhao was so frightened that he turned around and ran away without waiting for his son to be the only child.

Boss Zhao's scalp was numb, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He only felt a cold air coming from behind. No matter how close he was, he didn't dare to look back, and he didn't have the time.

It wasn't until he rushed out of the room and rolled down the stairs that he got up with a sore body, rushed out with a face full of shock, and saw Old Man Zhao standing outside the door.

"Give me, give me the paper!"

Old man Zhao shouted.

"I'll give you a hammer!" Mr. Zhao rushed out and pushed Mr. Zhao. Unexpectedly, the old man was already prepared and grabbed Mr. Zhao's clothes with his backhand.

The father and son entangled themselves and fled the house, and the red blood and pale arms in their home disappeared quietly, leaving no trace.

It's like it never happened.

Thanks to the evil tauren, who loves to eat red panda oranges, Erlu, the mysterious water-man beast, and Duo Bao, for the reward on March Eve, good night~