The seven words are written in blood.

The weather was so cold, and the words made of blood quickly freeze, which led to the scene they saw.

Zhou Liao wanted to do business by himself, so he naturally understood arithmetic and read. After seeing the seven words clearly, he subconsciously staggered back.

Four people and one donkey were silent, leaving only the sound of wind blowing the sacking of sackcloths and the crackling sound of flames burning wooden sticks.

The man from the fifth short asked in panic: "What is this written?"

Zhou Liao shivered and said, "Yes, yes, it said, it said, it said, "You are lucky and fall asleep..."

The man from the fifth shorts looked at him in shock and said, "You just said, did you fall asleep while driving the bus in the afternoon? When you wake up, the others disappeared?"

Zhou Liao nodded blankly: "Yes, yes, really, I'm a good person to sleep in. It was quite warm this afternoon, so I was confused. Because I was in the convoy at that time, my old donkey would follow the team, so I slept with confidence."

The man from the fifth short asked, "Then what happened in the convoy when you were sleeping?"

Zhou Liao shouted, "I don't know, I don't know! I was woken up by the cold wind. After I woke up, I was on the road in Sipingzi Township. If you don't believe me, you will ask the people of Xiaohulu Village, Sipingzi Township tomorrow. I have done some business with them and sold four and a half kilograms of dried wild vegetables."

Wang Qilin asked: "At that time, you were doing business, but didn't see these words? Didn't the villagers see them either?"

Zhou Jie said: "No, none, but I didn't lift the linen cloth of the donkey cart at that time. I sold all the dishes on the front of the cart."

"Oh, I don't dare to deceive my three brothers. We vegetable vendors will place inferior and difficult-to-sell vegetables in conspicuous front of the car, and the good vegetables are placed at the end of the car and finally sold."

The five short man murmured: "What happened to you when you were confused?"

Zhou Jie said in difficulty: "There are strong people who snatched the convoy!"

The man with short short shook his head and said, "It may not be a person. If a forced person grabs a car, will he not wake you up? If a forced person grabs a car, why will he let you go?"

Zhou Liao said with a dismal expression: "Enough, brother, enough, stop talking, let's not talk about it in the middle of the night. This matter has passed, so let's go to Wugong Township quickly. When I go, I'll treat you to dry pot fat chicken. It's delicious, that delicious."

They all accelerated their pace.

The atmosphere of silence pressed against them like a mountain.

Zhou Lao was most afraid. He found something for himself, and he used machetes and packed the dried vegetables in the car. It seemed that he tried hard to forget the seven words in the car.

But this is futile. People always do this. The harder they try to abandon a certain idea, the stronger the idea will be.

For example, when you are hungry, you want to abandon the idea of ​​food, and then the food that appears in your mind becomes more attractive.

For example, when you have insomnia, you want to abandon any thoughts in your mind, and then the more thoughts you will appear in your mind.

Like a man...

For example, when they are afraid, they want to abandon the idea of ​​blood words, but it is useless. These blood words seem to float in front of them.

"I was still ineffective at the beginning of my life, and after my birth, the Han Dynasty declined. The heavens were not kind and the earth was not kind, so that I could meet this time..."

Suddenly, a song rang out.

The five short men brothers shivered subconsciously. They found that Zhou Liao was very angry after singing. The five short men shouted, "What are you singing?"

Zhou Liao thought he was curious, so he said angrily: "This is called "The Eighteen Beats of Hu Zi", a talented woman of a generation..."

"It's your mother!" The man with short flaws suddenly became angry, "Are you so brave? Are you not afraid of what you encounter during the day?"

Zhou Liao was stunned by his scolding and said, "Brother, what do you mean? To be honest, I sing because I am afraid!"

"Then what are you singing about the slap? What do you do?" The man from the five shorts became even more angry. "Do you know what slap is for? It was blown to the dead during the funeral!"

Zhou Liao trembled for a moment, and he said weakly: "Brother, you are talking nonsense. Hu Zi is a marching instrument, a great army in the Tang Dynasty..."

"What a bullshit in the Tang Dynasty, what a bullshit! The bullshit is a mourning instrument! I used to guard the mourning hall for people, so how could I even know this?" The man from the short-short interrupted him and said angrily.

Wang Qilin said impatiently: "Okay, don't argue with you two. Let's walk honestly, I'll tell you the truth!"

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter. Face it with a smile! The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear. Perseverance is victory!"

Zhou Liao took a deep breath and showed a firm look on his face.

But he quickly turned around with a sad face and said, "Brother, I really can't face ghosts and gods!"

"Then you dare to walk on the night road?" said the man with a short figure.

Zhou Liao said sadly: "I'm afraid of ghosts, but I'm even more afraid of poverty."

The short man stopped laughing.

They are both people who have fallen into the world!

The four of them were indeed much more courageous when they walked together. With the sound of the creaking donkey cart, they finally entered a large forest of old trees.

The five short man whispered: "Zhao Hutou and the others are pretending to be ghosts in front."

Through the messy trees, there was indeed a fire in front of them.

Zhou Liao was very happy to see the fire and said, "Is there anyone else again? That's great, we can have more people."

pity.

He was so happy.

There is indeed a bonfire at the intersection in the forest, but the fire is almost extinguished, faintly, with green in red.

But no one.

There was a circle of futons around the bonfire, but no one was seen.

The short man was guarding his surroundings and said, "How can Zhao Hutou be pretending to be a ghost?"

Wang Qilin walked to the bonfire in silence and squatted down and looked. He used his scabbard to pick the burning wood and said, "Come here and see it yourself."

They walked over and saw that there were human bones in the bonfire!

Arm bones, leg bones, sternum, ribs, skulls!

There is a skull head inside, and a burnt charred skull head!

Several skull heads were carefully placed in the fire, each facing one direction, ensuring that no matter from the southeast, west and north, you can see black holes, cold eye sockets and open mouths.

The teeth on the skull's head did not fall off, and they opened their mouths to face the four people, as if they could choose people at any time and devour them.

Zhou Lao was the most mentally prepared, and he was stunned for the moment when he saw these things.

The five short man said bitterly: "It's definitely right, this is Zhao Hutou..."

"Ah! Ghost!" Zhou Liao screamed suddenly and turned around and ran, tripped to the ground with two steps, rolled and crawled towards the donkey cart.

The five short man looked at him contemptuously and said, "Cao, I'm so unlucky. Why didn't I meet this coward tonight?"

He thought Zhou Liao ran to the donkey cart to escape, but in fact it was not the case. Zhou Liao ran over and took down the bag hanging on the donkey's neck.

The bag was bulging, and he took out a small shrine from it and held it in his arms. Then he knelt on the ground and held the small shrine with both hands and raised it above his head, and knelt down seriously.

Wang Qilin was very regretful to see this scene. It would be great if Ba Meow was here, and it would be happy to worship this shrine.

When the five short man saw Zhou Liao bringing out a shrine, he became honest. He restrained his contempt and asked with a smile: "Brother, what are you worshiping?"

Zhou Liao said: "You won't want to know, I can only tell you that it's not a god inside!"

"What is that?" asked the five short man subconsciously.

When he chased and asked, Zhou Liao said helplessly: "There is a sealed inside, a little fairy, that is, yes, the Four Jiaodao Immortals!"

The little immortal he mentioned is actually a ghost, and the so-called four-gathering immortals are four-gathering ghosts.

It is not uncommon to worship four-handed ghosts in the handlebar style.

This ghost is the most common ghost in their industry, and this ghost has some skills. Once he targets a certain handlebar, he will be able to drag people away.

So when the handlebars go out, they will take some guys with them. Some people go to temples and temples to ask for talismans and magic weapons that have been opened, while others worship ghosts and ghosts.

This is called mastering ghosts to control ghosts with skills.

The man with short flaws was shocked. Only then did he realize that Zhou Liao, who looked very weak on the opposite side, was also a tough character. In fact, the weak guys here were the two brothers.

Wang Qilin asked, "Shopkeeper Zhou, since you are carrying the four-gathering ghosts, why didn't you get it out after seeing the blood words?"

"You are here to come out." Zhou Lao first corrected his words before explaining, "The Sijiao Daoxian will only appear at the intersection. She was on a small road just now, and she will not come out even if she asked her to come out."

"Now it's time to the intersection of the intersection, so if there are ghosts here, the little fairy I worship in my family can bless us."

The man from the fifth short sentence suddenly said, "No wonder you didn't have any trouble today. Are you blessed by these four ghosts?"

Zhou Liao shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. Our fleet has seven handlebars in total. I know that besides me, there is at least one of the four-gathering immortals in it, and the immortals he worships are more capable than mine."

Wang Qilin said: "Then have you ever thought that maybe there was an insider in your convoy, and someone drove the ghost he worshiped to kill others and snatch their donkey carts and goods."

Zhou Liao showed a look of surprise on his face, and he asked, "You mean, Ma Laobangzi let his Sijiao Dao Xian'er harm others. I was blessed by my Xian'er, so nothing happened?"

After saying that, he shook his head immediately: "No, it's impossible. Ma Laobangzi is not such a person. He has always been honest and cowardly. How could he commit such a crime of beheading?"

Wang Qilin asked, "I'm very curious. Can honest and cowardly people raise very fierce four-handed ghosts?"

Zhou Liao's legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.

At this time, a rough voice rang in the woods next to him: "Ba, ah, ah, ah..."

Wang Qilin turned his head and saw the strong man standing in the forest waving at them.

The three of them hurried over and the strong man pointed to the ground.

I saw that there were some big white coarse cloth clothes scattered in the snow in the forest. The colors of them were too similar to those of the snow, so Wang Qilin didn't even notice them.

Seeing these clothes, the five short man subconsciously swallowed: "Grass, filial clothes, Zhao Hu's head is so cruel, guys are really prepared."

Bai Xiaoyi was full of clothes, and Wang Qilin used a demon knife to lift it open, and a curled man appeared below.

The man's hands were twisted strangely, and his muscles were also twisted violently, and he was shocked.
To be continued...