The voice of the human head or Wang Ping is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually becomes inaudible. The human head and black hair on the wall have disappeared, leaving only a mixture of scorched black and blood stains remaining on the wall, exuding a foul smell .
Luo Weiyan had stopped struggling, and was lying quietly on the ground. From the gently rising and falling chest, it could be seen that Luo Weiyan had just passed out now, and there was nothing serious about it.
As for Tong Zi, her body was still bent at a strange angle, and she had already lost her voice.
I coughed a few times, called Wu Jian, and briefly explained the situation. Of course, the most important thing is that I urgently need an ambulance.
After finishing all this, I turned my eyes back to the male ghost, and asked directly without any scruples: "Who are you? What's the relationship with Tong Zi?"
The male ghost finally looked away from the wall, but he didn't answer me, but floated to Tong Zi's side, as if he wanted to tell Tong Zi to change his posture, but now he was not as good as a newly formed ghost.
There is no way to condense the body and touch Tongzi.
The male ghost also understood this, sighed, looked around, and asked in surprise, "Where is Xiaozi's soul?"
When the male ghost said it, I also found it strange that Tong Zi was obviously dead, but she didn't see her soul coming out. Could it be that Wang Ping's blow scattered Tong Zi's ghost.
I walked over with difficulty, and after careful inspection, I said with a strange expression: "Tong Zi is not dead yet."
"ah."
The male ghost looked very surprised, I nodded, Tong Zi's current situation is very strange, ordinary people, not to mention children, even an adult, encountering such an injury that almost folds the body in half, is sure to die.
However, Tong Zi seems to be contaminated with a lot of yin and resentment because of too much contact with Wang Ping. These changes in Tong Zi's system, especially the soul.
To be honest, Tong Zi's current situation is very similar to that of a psychic, and she has great resistance to the attacks of ghosts.
Of course, if the rescue is not done in time, Tong Zi will surely die.
I told the male ghost about the situation, and the male ghost fell to the ground and begged me to save Tong Zi.
Although Tong Zi has been distorted under her mother's teaching, she is just a child after all, I nodded, let Wu Jian arrange this matter later.
Seeing that I agreed, the male ghost finally let out a sigh of relief, and then slowly told me the story that happened here.
The male ghost's name is Tong Hai, and he is Tong Zi's father.
Tong Hai is just a very ordinary worker. He has worked all his life and can only live in the old house, but the life of the family can survive, even better than many people here.
Three years ago, the shantytown was going to be developed. As an old resident of the shantytown, Tong Hai was naturally happy, and according to the general compensation standard, Tong Hai could at least get a new house, plus a lot of money.
However, people's hearts will not be satisfied. Under the leadership of a few neighbors who thought they were knowledgeable, the residents of the shanty town began to fight for more compensation, and Tong Hai naturally joined in.
From compensation for one suite, to compensation for two suites, and then to cash, the demands of the residents are getting higher and higher. Therefore, in a negotiation, the developer privately promised to give more compensation to several leaders in order to be able to move faster. deal with this matter.
It was a huge sum of 10 million yuan. After discussion, several leaders decided to distribute it according to the head. However, people's hearts are not satisfied, and some people think that they have contributed more.
A dispute tore apart the united residents, and they could no longer form strength, and the delay made the developer lose his patience, and a forced demolition began.
During this period of time, Tong Hai has long been blinded by countless money, blurring his eyes and heart.
After a resident was killed due to demolition and received a large amount of compensation, Tong Hai panicked, so he lied that his wife had also had an accident during the demolition, hoping to defraud the compensation.
But the wife is fine, so what should I do.
Tong Hai hacked his wife to death with a kitchen knife while his wife was asleep at night, and his wife's head was chopped off because of too much force.
Tong Hai hid his wife in a high cabinet, and a few days later, under the pretext of building, he obtained materials and buried his wife in the wall with cement.
However, his wife's head was missing and could not be found, so Tong Hai put his suspicious eyes on the girl Tong Zi, beat him day and night, but still failed to make Tong Zi speak, but Tong Hai also let Tong Hai feel at ease, The incident was not publicized.
Tong Hai, who dreamed of getting rich overnight, did not wait for compensation in the end. Because of the demolition accident, the developer had already been arrested, and the entire project was suspended indefinitely.
And on the wall where his wife's body was buried, black hair slowly grew. No matter whether Tong Hai cut it with scissors or burned it, the hair would always grow back the next day.
Full of fear, Tong Hai could only anesthetize himself with alcohol, and Tong Hai kept beating Tong Zi when he was drunk, until one night, Tong Hai, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, heard his wife's familiar voice.
Tong Hai got up and saw that there was only hair on the wall, and a human head had grown out at some point. It was the head that his wife had never found.
The head screamed in pain on the wall, and in the screams, Tong Hai called his name in a shy voice that Tong Hai only heard when he was just married.
Tong Hai woke up suddenly from the wine, and was about to turn around and run away, but felt a sharp pain in his chest. Tong Zi didn't know when he appeared behind him, and a pair of scissors pierced Tong Hai's heart deeply.
Tong Hai is dead, and Tong Hai, who has become a ghost, is still paying for the mistakes made before him. His soul is imprisoned by his wife and suffers endless torture.
When Tong Hai spoke, his tone was very flat, even with relief.
A police siren sounded from far outside, and hurried footsteps were approaching. I sighed and said nothing. I committed a crime and could not live. Maybe his wife is innocent, maybe Tong Zi is innocent, but until now, And no one seemed innocent.
At the moment when the police were about to come in, I asked why they attacked the people in the group chat, but Tong Hai didn't know anything about it, and Wang Ping was dead, so everything became an unsolved case.
Maybe Tong Zi knows something, but I don't want to ask her.
I was sent to the hospital. This was the worst time I was injured, but whether it was Wu Jian or Aunt Li and Goddess Yan who knew about it later, they all tacitly helped me hide it from my mother.
However, just when I thought I could recover from my injuries, Luo Weiyan was pushed into my ward.
Looking at the shy Luo Weiyan, I asked Wu Jian in surprise.
Wu Jian told me with a tired face: "Someone died again in the group chat, and now there are only two people left. Luo Weiyan is safer here. I will protect the other one."