Chapter 100 Ghost King He Just Wants to Fall in Love (2)

ghost?

An Kexun didn't respond, and followed Zhang Qingqing's footsteps.

She took out a brown wooden compass, and as soon as the compass was taken out, the pointer on it started to spin wildly.

"It's a bit evil."

Zhang Qingqing frowned and walked into the village.

"Sister, come here to be Sazi?"

An old man happened to be at the entrance of the village, looking at Zhang Qingqing dressed as a Taoist priest, confused.

"Master, have any strange things happened in the village recently?"

Zhang Qingqing pulled An Kexun over and asked.

"Oh, I can't understand Mandarin."

The uncle shook his head, unable to understand what Zhang Qingqing was saying.

Zhang Qingqing had no choice but to drag An Kexun inside to see if there were any younger people.

The village is sparsely populated, almost all of them are lonely old people.

Logically speaking, there should be left-behind children, right?
"boom."

An Kexun felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, and reached out to touch it.

Zhang Qingqing was stunned by the warm blood on her hands, and looked in the direction of the stone flying.

"A little bit!"

Two dirty children with snot blisters and no shoes were making faces at An Kexun and Zhang Qingqing.

"You two children, go away!"

Zhang Qingqing frowned and yelled at the two children who were still trying to make trouble.

"Bitch, this is my house, get out!"

The child wiped his nose with the clothes that were too dark to see the original color, and said to Zhang Qingqing in dialect, and made a grimace.

Zhang Qingqing didn't want to be as knowledgeable as a child, so she rolled her eyes and looked at An Kexun with a distressed expression.

The back of my head is bleeding.
"The bear boy really wants to be crushed to death just looking at it."

"Slap those two kids, it's killing me."

"This place is so backward, there are not many people, it's like a dead village."

But the child refused to let go, picked up the stone and wanted to smash it.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingqing drew out the mahogany sword with sharp eyes and quick hands, and flew the stone bullet back, hitting the child's forehead.

She couldn't hold back, the stone hit the child's forehead, and it swelled into a big lump in an instant.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The child was crying and ran back.

The other child was scared and ran away quickly.

Zhang Qingqing ignored her, finished bandaging An Kexun, and continued to lead her to find someone.

Finally saw a slightly younger uncle this time, Zhang Qingqing stepped forward to say hello:
"Hello."

The uncle with eyes turned around and pushed his glasses.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask where is the village chief's house?"

Zhang Qingqing asked.

"I am the village chief, what do you want from me?"

"Did something strange happen in the village recently?"

Hearing Zhang Qingqing's question, the village chief's eyes were a little erratic, and he coughed twice.

"Looking at your outfit, you are a Taoist priest, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang Qingqing nodded.

"Hey, I'm afraid you can't solve it. Our village has invited masters, but it's useless."

"You have to talk to me first."

"Okay. The village has been haunted since a week ago. Every night, there are children crying. At first, I thought someone had left the child in the mountains, and I went to see it at night. As a result, Nothing, just heard a child crying.

Some children in the village said that they saw naked children crawling around at night with blood on their faces.

All this means that children's eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see.I immediately asked someone to watch it. I have tried this method, danced to the gods, and pasted talisman papers. At night, the crying of the baby became louder and louder.

Just yesterday, a child died. "

The village head had a headache when he talked about this incident. Seeing the young Zhang Qingqing, he didn't expect much.

Zhang Qingqing looked at the black air floating above the village, and guessed in his heart.

"I'll go out to check at night, can I leave my sister at the village head's house first?"

This village is really haunted, Zhang Qingqing can't take An Kexun with her, it will affect herself, and she is also afraid that something will happen to her.

The village chief glanced at An Kexun, who hadn't spoken a word, and nodded.

Just as it was getting dark, Zhang Qingqing opened the mahogany sword and walked out of the wooden house.

And An Kexun was sitting in the dark wooden house, motionless.

"Girl?"

The village chief sat next to An Kexun and asked in a low voice.

An Kexun didn't reply to him, his expression was dull.

The countryside is so remote and backward that there are no lights at night.

There are kerosene lamps, but obviously, the village head is reluctant to light them.

"It turned out to be a fool."

The village chief said something in a low voice, and An Kexun felt that the other party's tone was not right.

Sure enough, in the next second, his hands were clasped by a pair of callused hands.

"Looks like a water spirit."

The village chief's tone was lewd, and his gauze-like hands kept rubbing An Kexun's body.

"Ah, what a disgusting old thing!"

"Chop him up, bitch."

"Fuck, the anchor is about to kill him, this look is so disgusting!"

"The eyes of the hooligans I met before are exactly the same, and now they look like shadows."

In the pitch-black environment, An Kexun looked at the village chief with a sneer in his heart.

Old thing, when I can't rule you?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

An Kexun stood up suddenly out of control, howling in horror.

The village chief, who was just getting excited, was shocked, and he stood up quickly to cover her mouth.

But An Kexun also practiced at the Space-Time Management Bureau for a period of time. Was it the village chief who stopped him?

Zhang Qingqing, who hadn't gone far, heard the wailing, and hurried back.

It's Ann's voice!

"The host laughed me to death hahahaha."

"Fortunately, the anchor is pretending to be stupid, otherwise he will be ruined by this thing."

"Qingqing come back soon!!"

"The heroine is coming back soon and stabbed this old thing with a sword."

When Zhang Qingqing rushed back, An Kexun's mouth was tightly covered by the village head, and he looked flustered.

"Uh! Uh!!"

An Kexun struggled in horror, Zhang Qingqing frowned and stepped forward, shook off the village chief's hand, and shouted loudly: "Why are you holding her!"

The village head felt a little guilty, wiped off his sweat, and seemed to gain confidence again, and shouted at Zhang Qingqing: "I don't know what kind of madness she is! Suddenly yelling, if I attract something, I will be finished, really unlucky."

Zhang Qingqing gently comforted An Kexun who was trembling in her arms, and took out the decision with a cold expression.

Fingers tapped, counting what just happened here.

Suan Jue glowed, instantly illuminating the entire room.

The village chief was stunned by this scene, and forgot to continue talking for a moment.

After Zhang Qingqing read it, with anger on his face, he went up and kicked the village chief on the ground, hitting his knee with the mahogany sword.

"You dare to bully my sister?"

No wonder An An was so scared, maybe the village chief reminded her of the time when she was kidnapped.

The village chief also knew that Zhang Qingqing was a man of real ability.

Knowing how to tell a fortune teller, she immediately shivered on the ground in fear.

"Master, master! I was possessed by a ghost."

(End of this chapter)

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