Zhang Yuan's face turned pale.
The hairs on his back stood up, and he was quite frightened by this weird incident.
At this moment, in the empty room outside the kitchen, there were first footsteps, but the footsteps stopped soon, followed by the sound of someone sitting down on the sofa chair.
"who?"
Zhang Yuan, who had already been frightened by a series of strange events at home, was startled by this sudden movement, his voice trembling.
Zhang Yuan suddenly found that this home no longer gave him a sense of security as before.
A series of strange things that happened at home have strained his nerves so much that he is about to collapse in the next second!
"Has anyone died in your family?"
"Will you cry?"
"Cry and listen."
Outside the kitchen, suddenly there was a dull voice, like a middle-aged man talking with a burlap bag over his head.
Zhang Yuan was inexplicable.
"You, who the hell are you...I, I have already called the police...The police will come soon!"
Zhang Yuan regretted it in his heart at this time.
When he used to go into the kitchen to wash vegetables, he was afraid of getting his phone wet, so he always kept his phone outside, so he had no choice but to call the police.
"Has anyone died in your family?"
"Will you cry?"
"Cry and listen."
Unexpectedly, the voice outside the kitchen was still repeatedly asking Zhang Yuan in the kitchen.
No matter how Zhang Yuan questioned, the people outside the kitchen kept repeating those three sentences.
Zhang Yuan can't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore!
I'm afraid that people outside the kitchen will suddenly stand at the kitchen door!
The strange incidents encountered at home one after another today drove a man to the point of collapse. Because of extreme fear, Zhang Yuan couldn't help recalling countless burglaries and finally the news pictures of the owner being brutally dismembered.
Under this kind of depression, Zhang Yuan broke out completely out of fear. He grabbed a kitchen knife beside him and rushed out of the kitchen shouting like a madman.
Zhang Yuan rushed out of the kitchen and finally saw clearly the person on the sofa, a headless man sitting on his sofa.
As Zhang Yuan rushed out of the kitchen, the headless man turned around and "looked" over.
"I… "
"me… "
Zhang Yuan was frightened by the headless man who appeared at home. He wanted to scream out in terror, but his throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and he couldn't cry out. Wide open, feeling cold all over.
"Has anyone died in your family?"
"Will you cry?"
"Cry and listen."
The headless man who appeared at Zhang Yuan's house stood up.
Even though it is daytime now, the outside sun shines in through the glass window, shining on Zhang Yuan's body, Zhang Yuan still feels cold hands and feet.
He wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape this weird home.
He knocked on the door, but couldn't open it.
The headless man continues to come with oppression.
Fear is quickly devouring Zhang Yuan's only rational and spiritual defenses.
"Save..."
The headless man had already approached, exuding a strong smell of rotting corpses, Zhang Yuan struggled to make a sound, suddenly, puff!
The door behind Zhang Yuan was split open from the outside world like a layer of film barrier, followed by a red rainbow light like a solid shell, smashing towards it with extreme speed.
Boom!
The headless man was blown away by the red rainbow light.
The huge shock wave and explosion sound waves directly sent Zhang Yuan, who was close to him, flying on the spot, his body slammed into the barrier wall, and he passed out.
There seemed to be a crackling sound.
The red rainbow light hitting the headless man turned out to be a heavy knife case full of evil-proofing cinnabar ink fountain threads!
Then, a figure of a man full of vitality and blood, as hot as a stove, suddenly rushed into the membrane barrier.
He strode into Zhang Yuan's house.
He held a ghost-head machete in his hand.
It was Fang Zheng who finally found the dead man who came out of the dead head village!
"Sure enough, it's in this town."
"I found you."
The headless man who was knocked out by the knife box rushed towards Fangzheng.
Infuriating vortex!
The headless man suddenly staggered and staggered, the empty door was wide open, Fangzheng seized the opportunity, and when he came up, he was bloody and three swords without saying a word! Broken bones!
The sharp ghost head knife cut off the limbs of the headless man.
But a strange scene happened.
The limbs of the headless man recombined and pounced on Fangzheng again.
Huodura knife technique!
Before the eighty-one knives were over, the headless man's limbs, limbs, and feet were directly chopped into minced meat under the now sharpened Guitou Knife after being strengthened again.
But soon, the headless man's fleshy hands and feet returned to normal, and he pounced on Fangzheng for the third time.
"Come again!"
"Come again!"
"So evil? Come again!"
…
This went back and forth more than a dozen times, and even at the last few times, Fangzheng chopped the headless man, that is, the dead Zheng Tongfang of Duantou Village, into pieces, but he still couldn't kill the dead Zheng Tongfang.
It can recover every time, and then continue to kill Fangzheng.
Although the strength is not strong, it is only the weakest in the level of ghost eaters, that is, the night wanderer in the corresponding practitioners, but it can't be killed no matter what, which is very annoying.
Seeing this scene, Fangzheng thought of someone.
The Dongying old man who was killed by him in Sanhuangjing Fudi!
Fangzheng's second thought was the soul of the corpse that sank with the battleship that he met when he went out with Mr. Fu last time!
Corpse souls are not normal human souls, but a special kind of soul formed from corpses. Corpse souls cannot be killed, and they can be resurrected again and again after being killed again and again, without end. Mr. Fu once said that the solution to encountering corpses is not to provoke them, because corpses cannot leave the place where corpses are buried.
But Fangzheng felt that the headless man in front of him might not be as simple as a corpse.
Because this ghost in front of me can not only appear in the daytime, but also leave Duantou Village, and it can't be killed anyway, except that it is not too strong, it seems to be more difficult to deal with than a corpse
"Could it be because you have to kill the real subject? Only then can you kill the ghost in front of you that can be resurrected infinitely?"
"Like finding that head?"
Duantou Village, Duantou Village, obviously, the head of the dead Zheng Tongfang is likely to be in Duantou Village.
Seeing that he couldn't do anything to himself, and he couldn't do anything to the ghost in front of him, Fangzheng thought for a while, and directly pierced the body of the dead Zheng Tongfang with the knife box.
Use the cinnabar ink line on the knife case to suppress ghosts.
restrict its actions and capabilities.
Then, they rushed out of Zhang Yuan's house with the dead Zheng Tongfang and ordinary Zhang Yuan.
The moment Fangzheng rushed out of Zhang Yuan's house, the building behind him disappeared. There was no private house there, it was just a dark alley between the two buildings.
And Zhang Yuan's real home is a building next to an alley.
Fangzheng checked the injuries on Zhang Yuan's body, and saw that Zhang Yuan only had broken arms and ribs, and he would recover after two or three months of recuperation. So after leaving Zhang Yuan behind, he immediately took the dead Zheng Tongfang with him, hid himself in the alley and left quickly.
But just as Fang Zheng left, a group of people appeared on the spot.
(end of this chapter)