Chapter 12 Rotten Feet

Qin Zhong saw that the black shadow flew out of the woman's body and fell on the ground full of paper and dust. In the dark shadow, there was no shadow's body after looking from the light. The old man was stunned at first, and the city trembled all over.

"What a ghost, there will be trouble when you come back in the first seven. Let me take you." When he said this, he was cheering himself up. He no longer had the confidence and pride of the beginning, and he no longer began to think about the woman's money at his own level.

Qin Zhong was extremely energetic and said softly, "Don't mess around. He came back to find his wife. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will suffer more trouble."

"Kid, don't talk nonsense. If you ruin the old-fashioned good deeds today, be careful that I will fight with you?"

Qin Zhong frowned: "Is your life so hard? Do you want to fight with everyone when you see them?"

When the old man heard this, he read a word in his mouth, waved his hand, and two fire charms flew out.

But where the fire charm flew, the ghost raised his hand and gently touched it, and the two fire charms fell to the ground, which seemed to have no effect. Then the ghost cried out, "Wife, I came back late. I shouldn't let you find my way. We can't meet now. You're on your way. I'm on my way. When should we meet?"

After saying that, the ghost's crying became more and more desolate, making everyone feel uncomfortable.

Guo Dafu curled his mouth and grabbed the old man and said, "Get out of here. Don't delay my boss's business here. There is no matter in the world."

"You, you look down on me. It seems that I don't show some realness. You don't believe my level." As the old man said, the little face looked red and blue in the dark: "It seems that it's impossible not to invite my ancestors to come out. Let you show off."

The old man turned out a little black copper bell from his arms and stained it with a black charm on the copper bell. The mahogany sword in his hand waved, and the bell shook a crisp voice. The old man said fiercely: "The evil spirit takes your life. The old man takes you into the bell platform and watch my magic sword split the sky, and the charm fire to collect ghost debt."

This set of passwords seemed to be very smooth. The ghost didn't care about it. He held a black air mass in both hands and howled, "Go to hell!"

The black ball airflow rushed to the old road. The old road's copper bell collided with the black gas, making a crisp sound of jingling bells. The wooden sword in his hand split horizontally, and the black air mass was completely torn apart.

It was not until this moment that Qin Zhong could see the ghost's appearance clearly. This is a young man. After all, he is newly married. His face seems to have very good skin, but there seems to be a lot of black blood flowing on his green face. The two men walked step by step and look like they should have been injured.

"This little brother, how did you die?" Guo Dafu didn't care about three or seven or twenty-one, and asked that the old man still wanted to use his bell and was pulled by Qin Zhong.

"Old Tao, don't show off. There was nothing wrong with you. You have to provoke him. If something happens, you can't stop it. Isn't it that you're not sick?" Qin Zhong said that he was going to grab the old mahogany sword.

The old man's eyes stared and frowned. Just as he was about to say something, the bell in his hand fell to the ground. His hand was clamped by Guo Dafu. The bell fell to the ground, and the wooden sword was two pieces. Guo Dafu laughed and pushed it with his hand: "Damn stick, this community is Grandpa's mine. It rarely affects my owners' sleep here. "

The old man stepped back two steps, looking surprised and angry: "Oh, you fools, this ghost is rampant, so that he will attack people."

"I don't think he will attack me. If he attacks, he will also attack you." Qin Zhong smiled coldly and took out a large charm from his old pocket: "These charms are quite beautiful, but I don't know if they are useful or not." He tried to use it, but there was no way to light him with his hand.

He rolled his eyes angrily and got up to do it, but just when he wanted to move, suddenly his feet were empty and ploped. His whole body lay on the ground and trembled: "My feet, you?"

"F feet?" Qin Zhong was stunned. He suddenly remembered that one foot of the ghost just now was not easy to use, and it happened to be the foot that the old man hugged. He suddenly looked back at the ghost place and found nothing. The ghost just now disappeared.

The woman who started sat on the ground, rolled her eyes, and muttered about her niece, son-in-law, and the tears on her face had become a river.

"Why don't my feet listen to me?" Lao Dao said, holding his feet in his hands and immediately took off the shoes on his feet. It was clear that the foot had expanded rapidly, swollen like a big steamed bun.

Qin Zhong squatted in front of the old man's heel, and his foot seemed to emit a stench. It was not a normal foot smell, but a strong smell of corpse, which made Qin Zhong feel an ominous premonition.

Guo Dafu's eyes lit up. After all, he has seen more with Qin Zhong, so now Guo Dafu is not for nothing: "Lao Dao, it seems that you are too angry and too cruel to the ghost."

"You fart, I always eradicate evil, do you still want your two children to teach a lesson?" The old man was still stubborn until this time.

Qin Zhong sneered: "Well, since you are so confident, you can bear the next thing by yourself. Originally, if there was a way to help you pry, but unfortunately, you are too weak. Ghosts have the dignity of ghosts. If you bully that ghosts so much, you wait for him to treat them in his own way. Let's go."

"Ah, you are so angry with me." The old man is angry and painful.

A little brother beside the rich man whispered in his ear, "Brother, is this old way? I'm afraid it's going to be embarrassing."

"Then you find one for me. This is what I found all afternoon and asked more than N people to help find such a person who dared to come out. The others don't even dare to come."

"Why?"

"Isn't it because of the death? People have said that if you can't do it well, you will be ghosted. If it's you, aren't sure that you are willing to come?" The rich man said.

Qin Zhong reached out and patted the old man and said, "Taoist priest, take care of yourself. We can't help you." With that, he went to the woman's side and reached out to help her up: "Okay, I'm sorry. Let's go to the house and sit for a while. It's cold. If we catch a cold, we won't deserve it."

"Yes, sister, go to the security room with us for a while, and we don't care here."

The woman is sad: "But today is the first seven of my niece's son-in-law, and my niece has just died. They have been fatherless since childhood. It's not easy to come together. Who knows that there can be such a thing? This is really unacceptable."

"It seems that it's not easy for the eldest sister to see your niece since she was a child. Since it's not easy, you have to pay more attention to protecting yourself. I believe that your niece doesn't want any problems in your body. Since she is dead, let him go all the way." Qin Zhong comforted the woman.

The woman sobbed and was forced to walk to the security room by Qin Zhong and Guo Dafu. In the middle of the square, the old man gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He squatted down and rolled up his trouser legs. He saw that his feet and his calves had become black and purple. The swelling was still going on crazily, and the thickness of his calves had exceeded his thighs.

"No, this leg must be bloodlet. If it is not bloodlet, it is likely to be abolished from now on." The old man muttered that he wanted to find something from his package, but he could no longer bend down. Due to the expansion of his legs, he had no choice but to ask the rich man for help.

The local tycoon handed the package to the old man. The old man trembling his hands and tried to look for it in the package. In a blink of an eye, he turned out a long fruit knife, and then used a fruit knife to draw a fierce cut on his swollen leg. In this action, the old man did not feel any pain, and the In the cut calf, black blood flowed out. There seemed to be a lot of corpses dancing crazily in the blood. When they landed on the ground, they turned into a pool of mud.