Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

The villagers of Fengmen Village have lived here for hundreds of years, and their roots are deeply rooted in this land.

If the only water source in the village was cut off, they would have to move, and all the fields left by their ancestors would be burned down. This would undoubtedly be a disaster for the common people who make a living from the soil.

What's more, once they lost their homes, they would become refugees. If the government did not allow them to move, the fate that awaited the entire village would be just as Dong Hu said, everyone would die!

The old village chief was almost mad at Dong Hu's words. He slammed his crutch on the ground twice and questioned loudly.

"Carpenter Dong, the villagers admire your skills and are polite to you. Now you have turned the village into what it is today. Can you live with your conscience?"

Carpenter Dong looked reluctant, but seeing his son had gone mad, he could only shut up and say nothing.

"You disappoint me so much!" the old village chief cursed bitterly.

Carpenter Dong was in agony and could only apologize: "Village Chief, I'm sorry, I only have this one son, I hope you can understand me!"

Seeing that his advice was useless, the old village chief could only give in: "Okay, we can keep silent about your son killing Widow Xu. Anyway, this woman herself is a restless person."

"So, you can change the feng shui of the village back to normal, right?"

Carpenter Dong thought for a moment and was about to speak when Dong Hu spoke first.

"Okay, if you want my dad to change his feng shui, then kill this little girl for me. Then we'll be on the same boat and have each other's leverage. Then I can trust that you won't tell anyone about what I did."

When these words were spoken, not only the villagers, but even Carpenter Dong was shocked by his son's cruelty.

I thought he had just killed Widow Xu and that was it, but I didn't expect that he would not even let go of a 7-year-old child.

The village chief looked down at the little girl who was hugging his thighs, his eyes full of resistance and reluctance.

There was a murmur around, and soon someone shouted, "She's just a little girl. Her mother is dead. Even if we don't kill her, she won't survive."

"Yes, Dong Hu has gone crazy. If we don't listen to him, he and his father might do something even more detrimental to the village!"

The barrage was in an uproar.

[This is crazy, this is really crazy, Zhang Qiaoqiao is only 7 years old, and this group of people actually listened to the words of a beast for their own benefit! ]

[I just thought the old village chief was a good person. If he really had a kind heart, he would definitely refuse to kill someone for the sake of Feng Shui. But he hesitated!]

[No wonder the people of Fengmen Village kept the body but did not bury it. Even before burying it, they had to wear a mask on their faces. I think they were probably afraid that the ghost of Widow Xu would come to seek revenge!]

[So Zhang Qiaoqiao will not survive this night? ]

【Wang Hu, wake up! 】

The village entrance was brightly lit by the torches in the villagers' hands, but everyone's heart was dark.

Zhang Qiaoqiao saw the old village chief's eyes change from pity to guilt, and she fearfully let go of her hands that were holding his thighs.

"Grandpa Village Chief..."

"Sister Qiaoer, the village chief is sorry for you and your mother..."

Looking at the big hand stretched out by the village chief, Zhang Qiaoqiao took a step back in disbelief, then turned around and jumped into the bushes nearby.

"Hurry up and chase her, don't let her run away!"

Dong Hu shouted. He had been in contact with Widow Xu for a long time, so he knew very well that although Zhang Qiaoqiao was young, her father died early and no one took care of her, so she was better than boys at climbing trees to steal bird eggs.

Given her agility, if she ran away, the adults might not be able to find her.

That night, flames shot up into the sky in the woods near Fengmen Village. Everyone was looking for Zhang Qiaoqiao, fearing that she had escaped and that Dong Hu, in a rage, would completely destroy the village's feng shui.

At the same time, Dong Hu and Carpenter Dong were also looking for Zhang Qiaoqiao.

After searching the entire mountain without any results, Dong Hu narrowed his eyes and seemed to have thought of something.

A year ago, he had an affair with Widow Xu. Coincidentally, someone from the village came to borrow something, so he had to hurriedly find a place to hide.

Just as he was looking outside nervously, a small hand grabbed the hem of his clothes and took him to a very small compartment.

At that time, Zhang Qiaoqiao said that it was her secret base, and also said that he was the person her mother liked, so she was willing to tell him about this place.

Thinking of this, Dong Hu immediately went to Widow Xu's house.

When he lifted the curtain of the compartment, he really saw Zhang Qiaoqiao covering her mouth and crying silently.

"You little girl, you actually dare to come back, you are so brave!"

Zhang Qiaoqiao's face was filled with fear. She slapped Dong Hu's hand that was pulling her arm and struggled: "Let me go, you bad guy, let me go!"

"Sister Qiaoer, didn't you say you liked Uncle Dong and wanted him to be your father?"

"Dad will send you to see your mother now, okay?"

Dong Hu picked up the heavy object that he had used to kill Widow Xu. Just as he was about to hit Zhang Qiaoqiao on the head, Dong Hu's other hand suddenly clamped tightly around his own hand holding the heavy object.

"who!"

Dong Hu looked incredulous. He didn't understand why half of his body was out of his control. It was the same when he killed Widow Xu before. If his father hadn't suddenly arrived, she would have escaped.

【Wang Hu is back? 】

[Wang Hu probably couldn't bear to watch this anymore. After all, this was his body. How could it be controlled by a ghost to kill people? ]

【Come on, Wang Hu! 】

Zhang Qiaoqiao watched Dong Hu hit himself in shock and even forgot to cry. It was not until Wang Hu took control of his mouth and yelled at her to run away that she came to her senses.

"Don't go!"

Dong Hu was fighting with Wang Hu for control of the body while trying to capture Zhang Qiaoqiao. However, because he was distracted, he quickly fell into a disadvantage in the fight for the body!

In order to stop Dong Hu from using his body to commit murder again, Wang Hu didn't care that the body was his own. He raised his right hand and punched his face continuously, hitting himself while also making Dong Hu scream in pain.

Dong Hu really couldn't bear it anymore. A puff of green smoke rose from under his feet. When it dissipated, Wang Hu had already regained his body, and in front of him was Dong Hu with a blue-gray face.

"I don't care who you are. If Zhang Qiaoqiao runs away tonight, I will kill you!"

Dong Hu said this with a fierce look on his face and was about to go out, but Wang Hu grabbed his legs.

"open!"

"No, I won't let you go!"

No matter how Dong Hu kicked and hit him, Wang Hu refused to let go.

He failed to prevent Widow Xu's death, but he must save Zhang Qiaoqiao, the innocent child!

Dong Hu's teeth were almost broken: "Okay, then I will beat him to death..."

Before he could finish his words, a gust of cold wind blew the door open, and Widow Xu, who had become a demon, appeared at the door, holding the heads of the unconscious Carpenter Dong, the village chief and others in her hands.

Dong Hu was horrified: "You....Aren't you held down by my father under the Sanyue Temple? How come..."

Widow Xu smiled grimly, with tears of blood streaming from her eyes.

"It's all because of you, an idiot, you didn't bury the body deeper!"