241. The Revenge of the Yellow Immortal
"What about Dalku? What's going to happen to him? Is it true that his three souls belong to Huangpizi so that we can't take him anymore?" The woman asked the old shaman. In fact, she still wanted to save her husband.
The old man shook his hand: "Go, go, don't come back to me no matter what happens or not! Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself!"
She followed the old shaman's instructions and went back to find someone to pierce the straw. Then she asked her mother to send her grandson to a distant relative's home. She also told the whole story to the child's grandma. Only later did she find out that
There was no lie in Yiye Huangpizi's words. That afternoon, the child's grandma actually went to the street to buy some delicious food for the child to cook in the evening. However, when she entered the street and met an old neighbor, she refused to let her go. In the countryside
The child often does nothing at home by himself, and his grandma really didn't come home all night.
When she heard this, a small cool breeze rushed up her spine. Could it be that the person calling her that night was really her son? Until Haiyue told me about it later, I couldn't guess what it meant.
What is going on, but what is certain is that it must have something to do with the white hair and yellow skin. Let’s continue to listen to this story...
No one knew what happened to the Dalku family that night. The whole village fell into dead silence. Even the gamblers pushing Pai Gow seemed to have received the message and closed the door early. The old shaman came early the next day.
When he arrived at Dalku's house, he smelled a stench in the house that made him breathless before he even entered the door. He covered his mouth and nose, opened the door and took a look...
Everything in the house was as usual, Dalku was not at home, and his women were sitting on the edge of the Kang, staring blankly outside, with unkempt heads and protruding faces, and no life in their eyes at all.
"Where's Dalku? Where's Dalku?" the old shaman asked.
But no matter how I asked, the girl didn't mention anything about last night, and kept muttering: "The Huangxian is here, the Huangxian is here, I live in Sanjiangkou, I live in Sanjiangkou..."
She kept repeating this sentence, like a demon.
The old shaman pushed her away and looked at the kang behind her. He was also dumbfounded. He saw that the neck of the straw man on the kang had been bitten by something unknown. With a little force, the straw man's head was pulled off.
Come down.
"Hey! God's will! Man's calculation is not as good as God's!" After saying this, the old shaman turned and left.
In the afternoon, someone came from the police station on the street and asked the villagers to quickly identify the body. I was stunned. When I went to the police station, I saw that it was a boy and an old woman. The boy's neck was bitten off by sharp teeth and the aorta was broken and he died from excessive blood loss.
He died. The old woman was his grandmother. She suffered a heart attack and was frightened to death on the spot. When they were found, the grandfather and grandson were in a small hotel in the city. After the night, they were about to take the train to Shenyang.
In the evening, another person came from the police station. On the railway line 10 kilometers away from the south end of the village, someone fell on the train and was crushed in two. That person was Dalku.
"Is it true or not? This Gada Huangpizi is so evil? What happened next? Did the old shaman in your village want to recruit and kill that Huangpizi who became a spirit?" After listening to the story told by Xiaoman, even the courageous person
The child Yue was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
"Don't mention that old man. The old shaman died at home the day after something happened to this family. I heard from my father that it was really scary to die. He was bleeding from all his orifices! His eyes were as wide as a cow's.
I'm not sure what I'm looking at. I guess it's Huang Taixian who knew that the old shaman was helping the Dalku family behind his back and came to take revenge!" Xiao Man sat under the old tree and watched Dong Zi Niang crying with Hai Yue.
Chapter completed!