The crisp sound of water dripping could be heard.
His heart was pounding, and his breathing was hurried with fear. He could hear the sound of water dripping coming from inside the dilapidated house.
It was summer now, and the evening wind in Dabie Village was exceptionally cold.
Moreover, it hadn't rained in the past few days.
At the same time, he was sure that there was no water in the dilapidated house.
Where did the sound of water dripping come from?
"Hu, hu, hu."
The debt collector breathed rapidly. The bone-chilling wind blew on his body, making him feel cold. It was as if the night wind was urging him to quickly enter the dilapidated house to avoid the wind.
Even though the house was broken, it could still block the night wind and make it a little warmer.
In the end, he cursed.
"Zhou Erdan, are you playing tricks? Don't f * cking play tricks. Do you believe that I'll beat you to death now?”
No one responded to him. The only response was the cold night wind.
After cursing a few times and seeing that no one responded, the debt collector's anger rose. He picked up the white wine on the altar and drank it in large gulps. He used the wine to embolden himself and walked towards the dilapidated house.
"You little bastard, how dare you tease me? I'll come and find you now.”
He strode towards the broken house.
The dilapidated house was dilapidated, and there was a big hole in the roof. With the help of the weak moonlight, the interior of the dilapidated house was dimly lit, but it was still clear.
In the empty dilapidated house, there was nothing but the three empty coffins.
The debt collector listened carefully, trying to find the sound of water dripping.
At this moment, it was as if a drop of water was dripping down and landing on the face of the debt collector. It was cold.
He stretched out his hand and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly constricted!
With the help of the moonlight, the loan sharks could see the water droplets on their fingers.
It was not a drop of water, but a drop of blood that glowed scarlet under the moonlight.
The cold wind blew.
The debt collector trembled as he looked up at the roof. In an instant, the fear on his face gradually spread.
Three corpses hung on the roof, swaying in the night wind.
It was the three villagers 'corpses that had disappeared from the coffin.
Blood dripped from one of the corpses.
Under the night sky and the full moon, the summer wind was cold. The three cold corpses with livor mortis had their eyes wide open and bloodshot, as if they had died with grievances.
The loan sharks wanted to scream for help, but they couldn't.
It was as if something was strangling his neck tightly, making him unable to breathe or shout.
Zhou Erdan came back after taking a dump.
Originally, he wanted to drag it out for a longer time, but he heard some movement in the dilapidated house and vaguely heard the debt collector calling his name. He thought that the debt collector had finished his ritual and had to rush over.
"Where's Boss? Don't tell me he went to sleep first."
Zhou Erdan came to the broken house and found that the owner of the debt was not there, and the altar was empty.
He turned around and looked at the broken room. Three coffins were quietly placed in the room, and the three villagers 'corpses were also lying in the coffins.
Everything was the same as before Zhou Erdan left, except that the debt collector was gone.
"What bad luck. It's fine if you leave first, but you left me to clean up alone.”
Zhou Erdan complained as he cleaned up the altar.
Suddenly, the sound of dripping water was heard, accompanied by a clear groping sound coming from the broken house.
"Hmm? Boss, is that you? So you didn't leave."
Zhou Erdan, who had always been bold, walked towards the broken house. The movement just now didn't seem like the movement of a mouse or a small animal.
He was sure that most of the time, the debt-holders were hiding in the cold wind in the dilapidated house.
Stepping into the broken room, Zhou Erdan called out to his boss, but no one answered.
With a creak, a sound came from the roof, as if a drop of water had fallen on Zhou Erdan's face…
Zhou Erdan looked up.
"Ah!"
A blood-curdling scream spread throughout the entire village.
He saw, saw a person hanging from the beam of the house.
That person was none other than the debt-holder.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Zhou Erdan.
Zhou Erdan's screams lit up the entire village.
All the villagers rushed out of the house and ran towards the dilapidated house.
When they arrived at the dilapidated house, the female villagers screamed, and the male villagers 'faces were filled with fear.
At this moment…
Apart from the three coffins and three villagers 'bodies, there were two more bodies hanging from the beams of the dilapidated house. They were Zhou Erdan and the bodies of his debt collectors.
……
It was almost noon when Wang Ping and the other two arrived at the village.
"Police car?"
When the three of them arrived at the entrance of the village, they found a police car parked at the entrance.
As Wang Ping and the other two got out of the car, they asked Aunt Zhou about the villagers and understood the reason for the police car's arrival.
Zhou Erdan and Zhang Cai, a foreign Taoist master, performed a ritual yesterday. It was suspected that they hanged themselves.
In total, five people had died.
Ping Wang rubbed his chin. All five of them died from hanging. This malicious ghost should be a hanging malicious ghost.
"Taoist Wang Ping, can you kill this ghost?”
After knowing that the ghost was a malicious ghost, Aunt Zhou's heart skipped a beat.
Village Chief and the others were also present.
Compared to the police, the village chief and the others trusted Yu Ping more.
Even though Wang Ping was very young, they had learned from Aunt Zhou how powerful Wang Ping was, so they all placed their hopes on Wang Ping.
The people in the countryside had always been superstitious. Even after the reform, there were still many areas that retained feudal customs and other things.
When the police intervened, none of the villagers in the village thought that it was a good idea.
This was because the police would not believe in feudal superstitions. They believed in democracy, prosperity, and science. They did not believe in ghosts at all.
Otherwise, the villagers of Dabie Village were very sure that this was the work of ghosts.
How could the police who did not believe in ghosts save Dabie Village?
"Tell me, before the first villager died, was there anything unusual in the village? Or rather, did the three villagers who died commit any taboos?”
Wang Ping didn't believe that the appearance of the Hanging Ghost was a coincidence. There must be some reason for the village to provoke the Hanging Ghost.
Be it modern or ancient times.
There were often taboos in the countryside.
For example, you can't whistle at night, you can't turn around when you hear someone shouting behind you, you can't stand upside down at night and look at things from under your crotch…
As someone who knew about the existence of ghosts, Wang Ping felt that these taboos couldn't be completely believed, but they also had to be believed.
Sometimes, it was better to believe it than not.
After all, ghosts had already appeared. What absurd things could not happen?
Hearing Ping Wang's words, Village Chief, Aunt Zhou, and the others recalled.
" Could it be that matter?!"
"I remember now. It's that matter. Zhu Zi and the others knocked on the bowl.”
Ping Wang's reminder reminded Village Chief and the others of something.
A month ago, before the villagers died, it was a custom in the village to gather every family for a meal.
That night, the village was filled with joy.
Men and women, old and young, all drank. Among them, a middle-aged man named Zhu Zi was drunk. In the middle of the night, he knocked his chopsticks on his bowl and sang a folk song.
There were many taboos in the countryside.
Other than not whistling at night, he could not use chopsticks to knock on the bowl at night.
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