Walking Corpse: Witched Doctor Family

When Faang Wei was very young, he came to Changsha City with his grandfather once. However, the times had changed, and the provincial capital was no longer what he had imagined, so he was finally able to figure out the route. After getting slashed by the dark master, he was thrown onto a road that had never been here before.

"The streets were bustling with activity, shops lined the sides of the streets, and pedestrians were bustling with activity." This is Fragrant Spring Road? " Faang Wei looked around, "But how can there be a bullshit coffin shop here!" Faang Wei complained as he searched along the bustling streets. There were restaurants, supermarkets, foot washing cities, but there were no coffins.

"A place to eat, drink, and play! Where did this dejected coffin shop come from!" The weather in the Changsha was not necessarily better than in Jiangxi. As Faang Wei walked on the street, the Xiang Jiang wind blew straight into his neck.

He wanted to call the man to come out and pick him up, but he remembered the gruff voice on the phone last night and mumbled something before he gave up.

Faang Wei asked a few passers-by about the whereabouts of Number 73. Strangely, the passersby either shook their heads to show that they didn't know or tried to avoid him, for fear of bringing disaster upon themselves. Faang Wei felt that there was something fishy about this.

The more he asked, the more confused he became. It was only until he met an old man with grizzled white hair who sized Faang Wei up with a strange gaze. Only then did he slowly ask: "Do you know that person?"

Faang Wei nodded his head: "He's a distant relative of mine, we specially travelled here to look for him."

"I've lived here for at least 30 years, and the first time I knew he had relatives, but he actually had relatives? Weren't they all killed during the Cultural Revolution? Relatives? " The old man's gaze made Faang Wei a little uncomfortable. "Walk along this path, the one in the innermost area is it." He pointed to a small alley not far away.

"Red Wall Lane?" Faang Wei nodded his head in thanks and then immediately walked over. On the side of the road was a pile of ruins, the old house was in the midst of demolition and construction, there were even many excavators working on the site. The machines were waving the iron walls, the old house was peeled and only the steel bars were left ugly and sinister. Walking along the small path, Faang Wei found a lonely, lonely, and two-story building. At the end of the road, there was a sturdy building, on top of the building there was a red flag, and two lines of red slogans ran directly from the roof of the building to the ground. Surprisingly, it read: "People are in the building, people are in the building, people are in the building."

Faang Wei was furious, he did not think that the so-called "friend" his grandfather wanted him to find would actually be such a family.

Faang Wei stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Bang bang bang!" The rusty iron gate was on the verge of collapse, and the room was buzzing as if some kind of gas were leaking. The air was filled with the smell of gas, and from inside came the voice from last night: "I'll burn this gas if anyone dares to come in!"

Faang Wei hurriedly stopped him: "I'm Faang Wei, the one who called you last night."

"Oh." There was a grunt of assent, and then the sizzling of gas was gone, and soon the door opened.

The person who opened the door was an old man in his sixties. His hair had almost all fallen out of his head, leaving only a few thin strands of pale hair behind him to support the cold weather. He was wearing only a white undershirt and plastic slippers.

In his hand was a white enamel water jar, probably a souvenir from the 1970s, with the words "Long live the five-pointed star" and "Long live the working class" painted on it. He glanced at Faang Wei and muttered, "Come in."

The moment Faang Wei entered, the smell of gas became even stronger and surprised: "This … Grandpa... Are you serious?! "

That person waved his hand and said, "Don't call me grandpa. I'm lucky. I'm afraid I can't take it. Just call me Ah Fu."

Faang Wei rubbed his hands together, "You are of the same generation as my grandfather, how can I be so young? Let me just call you Grandpa Fu …"

The man waved his hand and said, "Whatever, it's good as long as you're happy. If not, when you're unhappy, you'll sentence me. Adjudicator... This old man would rather be chased and beaten by Bai Qi and the others than to offend a Adjudicator. "

"Adjudicator?" Faang Wei seemed to have heard this name from his mouth many times in the Underworld Master Corpse. This name seemed to be related to him, but everyone was unwilling to mention it to him, so he told him clearly. This time, the old man once again mentioned that Faang Wei had seized this opportunity and hurriedly asked, "Grandfather Fu, do you know what the Adjudicator is? Can you tell me? "

Master Fu Luo glared at Faang Wei with his triangular eyes and said, "You don't know? Fang Geyin hasn't mentioned this to you since he was young? "

Faang Wei shook his head.

"This is going to be tough for that old fart." Lord Fortune looked to the left and right of Faang Wei, his expression somewhat relaxed as he muttered to himself, "Don't say it, the more I see, the more they resemble each other."

"Like who?" Faang Wei asked quickly.

"Shang Fu, someone is coming?" Suddenly, a fleeting voice sounded, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. A girl around sixteen or seventeen years old ran out from the second floor, seemingly having just woken up. She was still wearing her silk pajamas, with a pair of snow-white peaks faintly discernable. The girl had no makeup on her face, but her rosy white skin was enough to make any woman in the world jealous. The pair of enchanting dimples on her cheeks were like a pair of deer eyes as they sparkled and sized Faang Wei up. The girl looked at Faang Wei for a while, then rushed down the stairs like a gust of wind, hugged Faang Wei in her arms, and said happily: "My darling, you're finally here!"

Faang Wei was at a loss on what to do, he did not know where to place his hands, but the girl quickly let go of him and extended her slender white hands: "I am Shang Que, and am glad to meet you."

Faang Wei quickly wiped his hands on his pants and said shyly: "My name is Faang Wei, err …" When he had such close contact with a girl of similar age, his face couldn't help but turn red and he didn't know what to do. Shang Que burst out laughing, pulling Faang Wei's hand and ran up the stairs, while asking: "You are also a person who studies, right? Come, come, help me with a question. "

Faang Wei was immediately dumbstruck. Although his results in school weren't too bad, he was definitely not a 'bookworm', seeing that this girl was around the same age as him, if she couldn't come up with a question, Faang Wei wasn't sure either. When the time came, he would stare wide-eyed, and feel extremely awkward.

But because Shang Que was too passionate, he could not refuse. He prayed that he had done the question that she did not know how to do.