"It was that night that I was given to me by a butcher who sold meat... and I also had a miscarriage because of his defilement. Afterwards, the butcher told me that his original goal was a female student from an art school, but the female student did not pass that night for some reason."

"My husband took me to have an abortion. Then we found a lawyer and wanted to help ourselves get justice, but the lawyer rejected me on the grounds that the case was too small and it was difficult to become famous. Next, I no longer had the ability to have children, and my husband divorced me."

"I adopted Xiaodu, who is dependent on me, but I have hatred in my heart. I hate the network administrator who delayed my return home. I hate the butcher who ruined me, the female student who caused me to suffer unrestrained disasters, and the lawyer who refused to take my case! But what can I do? I am just a writer who is lying all day long. I can only write this hatred into my novels, so that they can suffer all the torture in my world and will not die well!"

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent. He understood that when a person had nowhere to vent his anger, he could only choose to escape into his psychological refuge and vent his dissatisfaction.

Wang Piaopiao was the victim. She chose to escape and chose to hide in the world she made up for revenge on those whom she resented. She did not expect that the damn people she wrote actually died one by one in the way she chose.

So, what exactly is it to understand what Wang Piaopiao is thinking? If it were Gumantong, why would it be so different from Wang Piaopiao, the Gumantong?

"Who did you mean by the beast you just mentioned?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Wang Piaopiao sitting there and finally asked his last question.

"Gumantong can be adopted or customized with a wizard. Most of the adopted Gumantongs are kind and simple, but their abilities are limited. They can only understand the words of worshippers and cannot communicate with the worshippers. Customized Gumantongs, especially those who customize their own children's bones and blood, are often cruel because of some resentment. This Gumantong is connected to worshippers because of their bones and blood, and they can often communicate with their parents during their lifetime..."

Zhang Xiaoluo thought that Wang Piaopiao had had an abortion. If someone made her a young baby like she guessed, then this person was most likely...

Wang Piaopiao’s ex-husband!

The wife was accidentally defiled, resulting in an abortion. In addition to Wang Piaopiao's resentment that had nowhere to vent, her ex-husband should have greater humiliation and resentment, right?

Zhang Xiaoluo decided to find Wang Piaopiao's ex-husband. He did not ask Wang Piaopiao when the next novel would begin and what the protagonist was. If the evil spirit was really as she guessed, she could guess Wang Piaopiao's intentions, then the next person who was killed should be the lawyer who rejected Wang Piaopiao.

What Zhang Xiaoluo did not expect was that just when Zhang Xiaoluo was talking to Wang Piaopiao, the lawyer named Song Jie swallowed his limbs little by little in the bathroom of the law firm.

Wang Piaopiao's ex-husband is Huang Linghui, an executive of an export trading company. When Zhang Xiaoluo and Li Bin went to Huang Linghui's company to find him according to the address provided by Wang Piaopiao, he had been on business for more than half a month.

After talking to Huang Linghui's assistant, Zhang Xiaoluo learned that Huang Linghui's destination for this business trip was Thailand.

Standing outside Huang Linghui's high courtyard wall, Li Bin was hesitating whether to call to apply for a search warrant. Zhang Xiaoluo, who was carrying a big piano case on his shoulder, had already opened the door from inside, waved to Li Bin who was stunned at the door, and signaled him to go in with him.

"How did you... come in?"

Li Bin followed Zhang Xiaoluo closely, thinking about whether they were privately trespassing into a private house, while whispering to Zhang Xiaoluo, who was looking at Huang Linghui's wooden building.

"Why can you come in if the door is locked? Of course I jumped in!"

Li Bin turned around and glanced at the courtyard wall more than three meters high, and couldn't help but secretly talk.

Zhang Xiaoluo fumbled around the window next to the wooden building door for a while, and took out a key from a flower tray placed on the windowsill.

"People who travel frequently often keep their keys at home to avoid losing them."

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled at Li Bin, then pushed open the wooden door and walked into the wooden building.

Li Bin hurriedly lowered his head and followed, and as soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly retreated.

"What's the smell in this room? It's so harsh!"

"You are waiting for me outside, I can just go in by myself. Huang Linghui is not at home anyway."

Zhang Xiaoluo's voice came out of the wooden building, and the door of the building was closed from inside. Li Bin muttered, and then sat on the wooden steps outside the door.

Huang Linghui's two-story wooden building is not big, but the whole building is made of a slightly red wood. The first floor is filled with ancient wood furniture, modern appliances, and even light bulbs.

Zhang Xiaoluo leaned over and stroked the black and faintly green seat, and felt a sensation of pain like a needle prick on his fingertips.

Did you just see the light of the sky? This man surnamed Huang is quite rich, and he actually built a room of tombs.

Zhang Xiaoluo knew that the land he was in which had been passed down for thousands of years was not lacking the ancient tombs that had been buried deep for many years. These were either the crown prince royal family or the tombs of a prince, or the tombs of a prince, and there were countless gold, silver and treasures, strange objects and antiques. The bronze sword with evil spirits in the zither box behind him was dug out from the tomb of the killing god Bai Qi.

The objects in this house, even the oil lamp hanging at the door, were tingling with tentacles, and they even had to know which ancient tomb was dug out from.

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the first floor of the wooden building for a long time, and finally looked at the doll that was torn to pieces on the ground.

Perhaps this is the only thing "made    in                                                                                                                       

A strong yin energy enveloped the entire floor, and the entire wooden building was darker, giving people a feeling of extreme depression.

Zhang Xiaoluo exhaled gently and felt much more comfortable.

Right, this is the scene he is used to, and this is in line with his thinking concept! What kind of messy Gumantong is going to do a direct battle between humans and ghosts, and he won and stood there, and lost!

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't see even a trace of ghost. The room was rich in yin energy, but there was no ghost energy at all.

In the center of the first floor of the wooden building, there was a tree that was deeply embedded in the ground, and looking at the branches growing, it was actually a living ancient locust tree. A wooden steep staircase that could only be climbed by one person slowly surround the ancient locust tree, leading directly to the second floor of the wooden building.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the torn doll on the floor, and then stepped on the steps of the hovering stairs.

He suddenly felt the air in the room seemed to move, and a faint "rustling" sound came from his ears, a bit like the sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked up at the end of the stairs. A thumbnail-sized beetle, with dozens of crawling beetles lying on the handrail of the stairs, a pair of red worms as big as rice grains were staring at him coldly.

Eating the underworld!

The uterine worm is an underground reptile that survives in the ancient tombs. It has lived in dark and humid tombs for a long time. Because it does not see the sun all year round, it also feeds on the underworld under the tombs, and is called the uterine worm by people from the yin and yang of the Xuanmen.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly took back the foot standing on the stairs, stepped back to the door and stood against the wall, took off the piano case behind him, and unzipped the zipper on the piano case.

If a worm eats a ghost, Zhang Xiaoluo can crush it with his foot, but this kind of thing has always been a group.

The "rustling" sound in my ears was clearly heard, and small red dots appeared in every corner of the house, slowly gathering towards Zhang Xiaoluo, who was standing on the back wall.

Because of the hasty coming out this time, and Zhang Xiaoluo preconceived that his opponent was nothing more than some evil spirits and evil spirits, he did not prepare the deworming talisman specifically used to deal with this kind of rotten insect. While pulling out the bronze sword in the piano box, which Bai Yang called "The Grim Reaper's Hold" in his hand, he reached out to the door.

As expected, the door was not opened, and even outside the narrow crack of the door, there were worms crawling in and quickly rushing into the tide of insects spreading towards Zhang Xiaoluo.

With so many worms eating underworld, it is rare that there are female insects in this wooden building?

There should be no large ancient tombs nearby. If there were no female insects in this wooden building, there would definitely not be so many female insects in a short time. The unknown is terrible. Since the veil was unveiled, Zhang Xiaoluo was no longer as helpless as going first. Finding the female insect and destroying it, the tide of insects will naturally dissipate. Otherwise, the female insect will not only eat the underworld, but also eat people.

Zhang Xiaoluo waved the bronze sword in his hand and swept towards the spreading insect tide. Faced with the dense insect tide, the edge of the bronze sword was not very useful, but its strong evil aura made the tide of the crazy insect tide slightly stagnant.

Looking at the tide of insects that kept pouring out from the stairs, Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at the first floor covered by the tide of insects, stepped into the tide of insects, and walked towards the stairs.

The sound of "cracking" cracking of insects kept ringing under his feet, accompanied by the splash of viscous insect liquid. With just a few steps, Zhang Xiaoluo's newly bought leather shoes had become bumpy, and more ecstasy insects rushed to Zhang Xiaoluo's feet, opening his mouth to bite his leather shoes frantically, and some along the trouser legs, desperately trying to climb up the trouser legs.

If the mother of the worm-eating insects is not found and destroyed, Zhang Xiaoluo will sooner or later be gnawed by this endless worm tide.

He shook his legs and shook off the slightest insects that had climbed up to the corner of his pants, swept the swarm of insects on the stairs, and stepped onto the stairs.
Chapter completed!