Weird Talker

"You... are Guanyin, right?"

In the silent night, Qin Manjiang asked aloud.

She just looked at him quietly and didn't answer.

Qin Manjiang didn't expect her to answer anything, but her existence made Qin Manjiang very puzzled.

Could it be that... she is the "He" who was conceived?
But how is this possible?

Regarding the description of "His", the information obtained from all aspects is negative, but this woman is "kind" in a strange way.

It seems that she will not refuse, as long as she asks, she will respond.

Forget it, let's check again tomorrow.

It's already very deep, and if you don't get enough rest, you can't survive in this place.

Moreover, there is one thing that Qin Manjiang is very concerned about.

This woman broke off one of her fingers and fed it to that ghost.

The ghost did leave temporarily, but it also "evolved" at the same time.

This phenomenon gave Qin Manjiang some extremely bad thoughts.

This is basically fighting fires with salaries. What she can feed the ghosts is limited, but the ghosts are constantly growing. Under the ebb and flow, once the time is too long, you can imagine what will happen with your toes.

We must find out the origin of that ghost as soon as possible, that... a man-eating ghost with a head as wide as his shoulders.

Speaking of which, Qin Manjiang suddenly realized that this strange talk did not give him an exact way to clear the level, nor did he have any relevant opening remarks.

What [Tongjie] did was just throw him into [Guanyin Pinghu].

Perhaps, for the Him behind [Tongjie], this is all that can be done to [Guanyin Pinghu].

So how on earth would I escape from this world and return to Fucheng 20 years later?
Thinking about this most important question, Qin Manjiang's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he vaguely saw the woman standing beside the bed, falling into a deep sleep...

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"Hey, old man, what are you doing?"

Boss Zhao looked at his father, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

The old man was about to go home suddenly. Such a horrible thing happened at home just now. Could it be that he wanted to be grabbed into the wall by the hand on the wall?

He knew very well that there was definitely something wrong with his father.

Ever since I went to the city and brought back the Guanyin statue, more and more strange things happened in the whole village.

One of the most obvious points is the missing persons.

The missing people were either young children or old men who were about to die.

Now there are very few children and old people in the village, and most of them have disappeared.

But the most strange thing for Boss Zhao is also here. Such a big thing happened. His children and old people are all missing, but no one in the whole village has called the police!
Although in the village in this mountain depression, the police may not necessarily have the village chief.

But these villagers who are used to being tricky on weekdays, even if their eggs are picked up, will make a fuss, but they collectively chose to remain silent on the issue of missing children and the elderly.

He inquired about the reason, but everyone in the village looked at him with strange eyes, and no one told him the reason.

In addition to this incident, there are signs of ghosts everywhere in the village. In addition to the man-eating ghost, there are also those walls. Just like what happened tonight when I went to get the paper, the walls began to bleed. Some bare and pale arms began to emerge.

There are at least two ghosts in the village!
Everyone knows that since the Guanyin statue was brought back, the village has been haunted.

But still no one made trouble, and no one raised any questions.

The reason for this is that Boss Zhao couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it.

Could it be that this dead old man secretly promised everyone some benefits?
But what good is it that makes these people pretend to be deaf and dumb?
No matter whether people are missing or haunted, they are all serious events.

Although Boss Zhao is reckless and has a bad temper, he is one of the few people in this village who have gone out to study. He has been waiting to be the village head for so many years. His own father took away his bird position or something like that.

But the series of strange things that happened in the village recently really made his heart shudder.

Although he knew what religious religion this dead old man joined, at that time he thought it was just to cheat the Bai family's donation.

Until tonight, he did see how weird the two paper figures given by Baigu were.

Everything made Boss Zhao have to rethink what the statue of Avalokitesvara really meant...

Right now, the dead old man looks like he's going crazy, mumbling "there's still a way" and rushing home.

Boss Zhao can't just leave it alone, he can only follow him all the time, but when asked what old man Zhao is going to do and how to do it, he doesn't speak.

Under the irritability, Boss Zhao remembered that he still had a piece of paper in his hand.

He wanted to give himself a slap, what a fuck, he was really using the arrow as a chicken feather.

Pick it up quickly, shine the flashlight on it, and look down from the head carefully.

But the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, what the hell was it written about?

Is this the solution Baigu left behind?

Most of the things written on this paper are brainwashing declarations.

[Wet the fetal eggs, kill them to survive. 】

[Cutting off the fetus and removing the bones is a deep Prajna. 】

[The evil karma created will end here. 】

[Recite my real name, and I will attain Nirvana. 】

……

Boss Zhao frowned wildly when he saw it. He seemed to have seen these words in other people's homes in the village.

Could it be that his father passed it on?
No matter how you look at it, this thing is the teachings and slogans of some divine religion.

"Bring it!"

Suddenly, Mr. Zhao turned around and snatched the paper from Mr. Zhao's hand.

Boss Zhao stared, and was about to get angry, but he saw that old man Zhao had a very strange expression, his eyes were full of viciousness and resentment, he was really not like that "honest" peasant village chief.

In a trance, Boss Zhao didn't dare to resist, and stood there for a while.

It wasn't until the old man Zhao pushed the door open and entered the room and made a "squeak" that he came back to it.

I was actually afraid of this old man just now?

He laughed back angrily, and hurriedly chased after him, trying to snatch back the unfinished paper.

But as soon as he entered the room, before he could speak, he was startled by what old man Zhao was doing.

The old man ran to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and under Zhao's terrified eyes, raised the kitchen knife high and chopped it down!
An index finger was cut off in an instant, and it was flicked twice on the cutting board, followed by blood profusely.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Boss Zhao hurried out.

But old man Zhao dropped the kitchen knife and picked up the index finger that had just been chopped off. His face was pale and ugly, but his eyes were fierce and determined:

"Quick...take this and help me draw something on the ground, quick!"