Death Inquisitor

"Small... Xiaojiang, don't scare me, it's right there, so big a locust tree!" Li Yumei clasped He Rujiang's arm in one hand and pointed at the old locust tree next to him trembling Road.

He Rujiang turned his head and looked, his scalp tingling.

"Mei, Aunt Mei, can we not make this kind of joke, there is nothing in this place, where is the locust tree."

"But I really saw it." Li Yumei cried quickly, with a sobbing voice in her voice.

"I... I can't really see it."

The two shivered at the same time.

Then he screamed and ran forward.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was also interested in Huai Shu.

"I saw the locust tree. It's a big tree. Why is that Rujiang lying? How could he not see it?"

"Lying trough, upstairs, do you really see it? I can't see anything here."

"We won't be affected by the screen, so terrible!"

He Rujiang and Li Yumei ran all the way for several minutes and stopped in front of an old house.

Especially Li Yumei, still wearing high heels, this run is about to die.

"Huh... Huh... The door is evil, Aunt Mei, are you sure you saw it?" He Rujiang wiped the sweat.

"Look, I saw it. The crooked tree is almost four meters high." Li Yumei cried.

She was really terrified.

He Rujiang didn't know what to do, he felt that Li Yumei must have misread it. At this time, people are always more willing to believe their eyes.

But the problem is that they have passed the second confirmation, so Li Yumei can still be wrong?

Unless... she is lying!

Come together with this idea, how Ru Jiang can't help but the back of the ridge is cold.

If it is said that the black threatening letter was written by Li Yumei himself? What if she was brought here by her?

Electric shock numbness, all the way from the tail vertebrae to the top of the head.

At this time, in this abandoned village, a group of cries suddenly sounded.

"Ooooo..."

You will be on the left for a while, and on the right for a while.

Suddenly close, far and near!

"What is this movement." He Rujiang's blood seemed to be coagulated, standing blankly.

Is there really something weird about this village, isn't Li Yumei playing tricks?

Thinking like this, he was even more frightened.

The fear of the village and the alert to Li Yumei made his mouth dry and cold sweat came out of his body at the same time.

"Xiaojiang, what is this voice, have you heard it, have you heard it?" Li Yumei gripped He Rujiang's arm in horror, and the whole person almost shrank to his back.

The two eyes looked around in fear and alertness.

"Goodong..." He Rujiang swallowed hard and said hardly: "Listen, I heard. And...and, before...in front!"

Li Yumei poked his head from behind He Rujiang and looked towards the front, his head humming!

I saw that in the moonlight in front, a team wearing ancient costumes was whining and walking towards them.

Wearing mourning and wearing filial piety, the lead man was expressionless, and from time to time he grabbed a large amount of paper money from a basket he was carrying and threw it into the sky.

At the rear, four men carried a coffin, and beside them were a group of crying men, women and children.

"Hurry up!" He Rujiang grabbed Li Yumei's hand and ran away.

There was a deep fear on his face.

It's too weird.

How could there still be people living in such a dilapidated village.

The two men returned in a panic.

But just before Li Yumei said that they saw the tree, they froze!

This time even He Rujiang saw that there was indeed a big locust tree in front of him, with a man in coarse linen hung from it.

A pair of protruding eyes looked straight at them.

A gust of wind blew the body.

"Ah!" Li Yumei exclaimed, his expression collapsed.

Behind, the cry is closer!

"What to do!" Li Yumei shook He Rujiang's arm with anxious expression.

From time to time, I looked at the place where the voice came from behind.

Faintly, I could already see some vague figures.

"We are hiding in the yard."

He Rujiang gritted his teeth.

The locust tree and the corpse in front were too weird, he was worried about the danger he would encounter when he walked over.

The funeral team in the back is not normal, and I don't know what will happen when I encounter it.

So when he saw that the door of a courtyard was open and the house inside was relatively complete, he had plans to hide inside.

The two rushed into the yard next to them before the funeral team arrived.

This came in, and the sound outside could no longer be heard.

But the surrounding environment has also changed.

The yard that was originally covered with grass has become clean and tidy, and the dilapidated house has become intact.

This sudden change made He Rujiang and Li Yumei somewhat caught off guard.

At the same time, a greater sense of panic also came out!

If you say the previous thing, you can still use illusion, coincidence to describe.

So now this abrupt change is definitely hitting a ghost!

Suddenly, a large group of people rushed out of the hula in front of the house.

With anger on his face, they surrounded them.

"The adulterer, who is doing this kind of thing, even wants to elope! Today the head of the family must ask you to understand what is the ancestor's family law!"

"Shameless, can actually do this kind of scrupulous things."

"Destroy the door, shame!"

Around the men and women dressed in costumes, pointing at them and scolding, with a contemptuous look on their faces.

"Small... Xiaojiang, what's the matter, will they admit the wrong person." Li Yumei looked terrified, these people are terrible.

"I don't know, should there be any misunderstanding..." The expression on He Rujiang's face was stiff.

He always felt that something extremely bad would happen.

"Come on! First tie these two people to me, and then prepare the Trojan and the pig cage!"

Sure enough, the old man who called himself the patriarch shouted towards the back.

Immediately, several strong men rushed out.

"Ah, what are you doing! You admit the wrong person!"

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