Demon husband's exorcism

In the blink of an eye, only Zong Wangchuan and Li Xiaohong under the white cloth were left under the crowded crooked neck tree.

"There are so many secrets in this village."

Taking advantage of no one around, Zong Wangchuan bent down, lifted the white cloth, and wanted to check Li Xiaohong's body briefly, to see why she made such a decisive decision.

"Eh... this is..."

As soon as the white cloth was removed, Zong Wangchuan was distracted by a touch of blood red on the inside of Li Xiaohong's left wrist.

He carefully took Li Xiaohong's hand and checked the pattern.

The diameter of the figure is only three centimeters, the outer circle is triangular inside, and the edges of the lines are not neat. If you look at it with a magnifying glass, you will find that the crimson lines that make up the pattern are actually thousands of demon characters only one-tenth of a millimeter in size.

Abyss Summoning Seal.

But it is completely different from the usual summoning contract.

In most cases, after the contract is formed, the devil will not take away the soul of the summoner immediately, and can only get it after the promised things are done.

The magic seal on the inside of Li Xiaohong's wrist represents another form of contract:

After the contract is activated, the summoner immediately kills himself and transforms his soul into a ghost with devil power, which is valid for three days and four nights.When the fourth day comes, no matter whether he/she achieves the goal or not, his/her soul will be scattered, and he/she will never enter reincarnation.

"What did Li Xiaohong go through before she was alive to do such a dangerous thing?"

Zong Wangchuan was a little puzzled.

He has seen too many "Lao Lai" who refused to pay the price of his soul after achieving his goal and was finally enforced. This is the first time he has encountered a contractor like Li Xiaohong who is willing to give his soul without even writing a word.

The only thing that is certain is that Li Xiaohong's hatred is very firm, so firm that she is not even willing to kill them by the hands of the devil.

"Wait, why 'they'... not 'he' or 'she'..."

Zong Wangchuan was confused by the flash of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't dare to neglect.

Because most of these strange ideas that suddenly popped up out of thin air were related to his foresight that had always been dormant and on strike since birth.

"If... the killer was 'them', maybe I should investigate?"

Zong Wangchuan subconsciously took out a cigarette and prepared to light it.

"Wait a minute, no one here has ever entrusted me or given me money, why should I take the initiative to get involved in this muddy water?"

Thinking of this, Zong Wangchuan put away his cigarettes and continued to walk around the village, looking for the traces left by the volunteers.

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Walking around Lijia Village, Zong Wangchuan came to a conclusion: poor, very poor, very poor, you can see the mountains when you open the gate, and you can still see the mountains when you open the back door.

But it is not necessarily true that this place is so poor that volunteers who have been in Tibetan areas find it unbearable.

Compared with the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which is known as the forbidden zone of life, this place can even be called a paradise on earth: green mountains and green waters, wild flowers everywhere, and birds tactfully.

What is the power that makes all the volunteers who come here disappear at the same time?

What kind of hatred made the young girl use such a decisive method to transform herself into a ghost?

Under the xenophobia of Lijia Village, what kind of secrets are hidden?

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In his irritability, Zong Wangchuan took out a cigarette, lit it, leaned against the wagon full of hay, and enjoyed it slowly.

Smoke rings spit out one after another, but the doubts became more and more inexplicable.

Ouch!Ouch!Ouch!

The sound of firecrackers sounded from the direction of the entrance of the village, representing the death of someone.

Then came the sound of suona blowing and beating.

The sound moved from far to near, and within just over ten minutes, he was not far away from himself.

Zong Wangchuan, who didn't want the villagers to find out that he was leaning on the haystack to smoke, hurriedly extinguished his cigarette. Turning around, he saw the funeral procession headed by Li Xiaohong's father, Boss Li, walking towards the back of the village with an angry face.

Li Xiaohong had only been dead for half a day, and they wanted to bury her, which was too heartless and unreasonable.

Zong Wangchuan thought so, and while the funeral procession was passing by, he grabbed a somewhat kind-hearted middle-aged woman at the back of the procession, and asked in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, what's going on?"

Suddenly being pulled out of the team, the middle-aged woman's face drooped immediately, but when she saw Zong Wangchuan's face, she was immediately attracted by his handsomeness, and her displeasure was thrown into the clouds.

"Are you a foreigner who lives in Widow Cai's house?" the woman asked with a smile on her face, "You are so handsome, as if you came out of a TV."

"Sister-in-law, you don't look like someone who has given birth to a child at all."

Zong Wangchuan smiled gently - he was very good at using his more upright face than ordinary people to obtain information.

Just the right compliment made the middle-aged woman feel cheerful.

Seeing that the funeral procession had already left, she stayed behind and told Zong Wangchuan about the affairs of Li Xiaohong's family.

"... Li Xiaohong's father is Boss Li, who lives in West Village.

Boss Li has two daughters and a son. The eldest daughter is Li Xiaoan.

This Li Xiaoan is born to be a flirt. When he was 15 years old, he hooked up with the son of the village chief and went out to work as a waiter. Who knows what kind of shady business he actually did.

In short, less than three years after Li Xiaoan went out to work, Mr. Li's dilapidated yard was changed into a tile-roofed house with three entrances and three exits.

Big brother, we are not fools, she, Li Xiaoan, is a half-blind person who can't even read a word, what else can she do to earn so much money besides sleeping with men! "

Having said that, the woman spat on the ground.

"Sister-in-law, there are also jobs in big cities that don't require literacy and can earn a lot of money. You don't have to do that to make a lot of money..."

Zong Wangchuan spoke perfunctorily, and Li Xiaoan, who was hurriedly leaving the funeral procession, appeared in front of his eyes.

Although her dress is much more fashionable and frivolous than other villagers, her face is full of age-appropriate haggardness, and the inside of her body exudes a faint smell of death.

"Continue to talk about Li Xiaohong... Boss Li originally planned to let Li Xiaohong go to work with her sister in the big city after she turned 15 years old, and use the money she earned to buy a commercial house in the town, so that their eldest brother Li Dabao can be successful Marry a daughter-in-law in a glorious manner.

Who would have imagined that before Li Xiaohong's luggage was ready, Li Dabao was arrested because he was drilling cornfields with the daughter-in-law of Huang Zizi from the next village.

How could Huang Zizi's family wear a cuckold? He was so angry that he wanted to beat the adulterer and prostitute to death in front of the whole village.

Boss Li is just a single seedling like Li Dabao. When he received the news, he quickly pulled his wife and daughter to kneel down and begged the cripple Huang to raise his hand.

Huang Zizi's family saw that Li Xiaohong was beautiful and a big girl with yellow flowers, so they asked Li to sign a letter of confession, and sent the youngest daughter to Huang Zizi's family as a younger sister, or offered a gift of [-] yuan to marry the flirt who stole the cornfield with Li Dabao .

Where could Boss Li get 10 yuan, even if he had it, he would use it to marry his son, so he chose to give his daughter to Huang Zizi's family as his younger sister. "

The word "sister" stunned Zong Wangchuan for a moment, then he came back to his senses and said, "At the age of 15... this is illegal!"

Hearing this, the woman smiled slyly and said: "The confession book said to be a younger sister, but it didn't say anything about doing that kind of thing. Huang Zizi's family had a shrewd plan. First stay at home for three years. If you are obedient and sensible, take her to the town to get a certificate, if you are not obedient and ignorant... then send her to a big city to find her sister to work."

"This……"

Although he knew early in the morning that justice and heaven hardly existed in such a place far away from the emperor, Zong Wangchuan still felt uncontrollably disgusted after hearing the woman's words.

The aunt has long been numb, and doesn't think there is anything unreasonable about what happened to Li Xiaohong.

Seeing that Zong Wangchuan seemed a little unwell, she asked with concern: "Handsome guy, are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, it's a little uncomfortable."

Zong Wangchuan said perfunctorily, and asked, "By the way, what happened after Li Xiaohong went to Huang Zizi's house?"

"What else can happen, isn't it just being a younger sister to a man from the Huang family?"

The aunt made an obscene hint, saying: "This girl is also stubborn, ordinary girls would consider themselves unlucky when encountering such a thing, honestly accept their fate, serve a good man, and exchange some good food.

She was different. She studied with the teacher of Hope Elementary School for a few days, and her brain was damaged. On the first day she went to Huang Zizi's house, she smashed Huang Zizi's head with a cup.Cripple Huang's father was so angry that he tied her in the sheepfold with a dog chain! "

"and after?"

"Later she fled back to Lijia Village and told all the things the Huang family had done to her in front of the whole village. She was tied up in the sheepfold and beaten by the Huang family, and all the men of the Huang family bullied her. The child doesn't even know which man's species it is... Anyway, I have said a lot, and they all have noses and eyes."

"And later?"

"Later, Boss Li tied her up and sent her back to Cripple Huang's home."

The woman's face was full of expressions of "you don't need to ask".

It is conceivable that if the man standing in front of her was not Zong Wangchuan, who was so handsome as if there was a god hidden between his brows, she would have been impatient by now, and even laughed out loud.

"It ended up being this morning.

This girl actually escaped from Huang's house again, and deliberately ran to the entrance of our village in a red dress to find a tree with a crooked neck and hang herself.

I really don't know what she thinks!Do you still think the whole thing is our fault?

It's no wonder her father thought she was ashamed, and he didn't even want to leave her at home for two days, so he was in a hurry to bury her..."

The more the woman talked, the more unhappy she became, her mouth curled like Zhu Bajie eating watermelon, and she didn't even realize that Zong Wangchuan, who was standing opposite her, had unconsciously clenched his hands.

The author has something to say: Li Xiaohong is the protagonist of this unit drama story, although she was already a ghost when she appeared~

In addition, let me sigh with emotion, when will the national football team rise again (⊙o⊙)!South Korea has won the (sleepwalking) German team, and Japan once led Belgium. Only our national football team will always watch other people's wonderful performances in front of the TV......