Horror Inn

I stepped back, and then calmed down. Then I said to the old woman: "Grandma, I'm from the village. The main reason is to confirm with you..."

I just started talking, Ryoko pushed me aside: "She is a lunatic, why are you talking so much nonsense with her, get out of the way!"

While speaking, this guy stretched out his hand to find Qing Mingxiang directly under the mad woman's nose.

Originally, when the mad woman saw the two of us, there was an undisguised aggression in that red eye, which made me feel crippled when I looked at it, but after smelling the Qing Ming scent, the old guy actually hit the whole thing. A pendulum, and then, just like a puppet, stood still.

The look on this guy's face is not as odious as before.

Liangzi's hand is really useful. I gave Liangzi a thumbs up, saying that Liangzi is the baby of his father's life again. This delicate fragrance must be expensive.

Sure enough, this idea of ​​mine had just emerged from my heart, and Ryoko said to me with a painful expression on his face: "This time, no matter what, we have to get the 60,000 yuan. My initial investment is really good. It’s too big. If I don’t see the money back, I’m really going to cry."

I waved my hand to Ryoko, and signaled the fool not to talk to me about these useless things. The most important thing now is to find out the situation from the madwoman. At this moment when he was complaining, that short scented incense had already burned a lot.

Liangzi also knew that time was pressing, so she stopped talking nonsense at this time, cleared her throat, and prepared to ask questions.

Because the smell inside the cabin was so unpleasant, Liangzi and I really didn't have the courage to go in, so we could only stand at the door and question the mad woman.

"Let's talk about it, do you know Dong Dacheng or you almost married him when you were young."

Liangzi asked the mad woman.

The mad woman should have been talking with people for quite a long time. After hearing this, the guy's neck was swayed from side to side. After a while, it seemed to be accumulating energy, so he clicked hard. Click: "Yes."

"Then, why did this marriage blow?"

Ryoko continued to ask.

"Because... because their family has problems."

"What's the problem."

The mad woman's body shook a few times without warning, and gave me a fright. Ryoko waved her hand to me, indicating that there was nothing wrong with me. Crazy woman's performance was only because she asked about the side she didn't like to recall.

After a long period of time, the resistance of the mad woman did not have the effect of Qing Mingxiang. This guy still stammered: "Because... because their family has problems, they have all eaten dead human flesh! "

Ryoko and I looked at each other. Xin said that the news was really explosive, and he had eaten dead human flesh!

The mad woman's body began to shake violently again, obviously no longer willing to be controlled by Qing Mingxiang. I noticed a detail. Every time the mad woman trembles, the incense in Ryoko's hand regrets being burned away in an instant.

After several repetitions, the incense in Liangzi's hand was already exhausted.

Ryoko gave me a gesture: "At this time, I can only ask one more question. Do you have anything to ask."

There was a sudden movement in my heart and asked: "Can you tell me how you are crazy?"

"When I was a kid, I saw dead people..."

The mad woman stammered such a few words, and she tilted her body and fell to the ground, unable to say anything.

"Qing Mingxiang's effectiveness has passed. This guy will soon return to his crazy state. He doesn't remember all of what happened just now. We must leave now!"

Liangzi and I ran away from the cabin and regretted the village. On the way, Liangzi kept talking to me: "Eating people to death, this is too heavy. Is this Nima something that people can drive out?"

I thought it was disgusting at first, but when Liangzi said this, a thought suddenly came into my mind: "I know, I might know why Dong Dacheng's family is cheating. Because they eat. Yes, not dead people, but the flesh of zombies!"

Ryoko's look was disgusting, and the whole person took a step back: "I wipe it, this taste is too heavy, who can stand it."

I am more sure of this inference: "It should be like this. Dong Dacheng's family has eaten the meat of zombies. As for the crazy woman who said that she has seen dead people, I am afraid that she has also seen zombies. She was scared by zombies. Go, Let's go to Dong Dacheng's house!"

I couldn't help but drag Liangzi to Dong Dacheng's house.

"Wait, wait, what's the matter, let's eat first, what are you doing so actively! Ryoko was extremely unwilling, but she was dragged by me, and there was no way to escape."

The more I think about it, the more I feel that my ideas are absolutely correct. Dong Dacheng and his team of Sun Sandai had all eaten zombie meat for some special reason. The corpse poison in their bodies has been there for so many years, so they will become zombies after they die.

I only hope that there will be one cultural person among the three generations of grandparents, but don't all be illiterate. Such an important thing, no matter how much he wants to hide, it is impossible to completely let him rot in his heart, he will definitely find a way to record it, more or less hope people will know.

If there is one educated among the three generations, he will inevitably act in a diary or other things and record this matter. This is human nature.

If we can find the personal records of the parties, we can know what happened to them.

"Damn, when did your kid become a workaholic and don't even eat food? So, I will call Dong Wu and ask him to deliver dinner directly to Dong Dacheng's house."

Ryoko looked at me with a firm face, and had no choice but to call Dong Wu.

"By the way, ask him again by the way, are there any cultural people in Dong Dacheng's family?"

I added a sentence on the side.

Liangzi first ordered Dong Wu to bring the food to us. It would be better to have some wine and a brazier. The weather was too cold at night, and the food was cold when delivered, so it must be warmed up over the fire. After asking these questions, this guy can be regarded as asking a question that I am more concerned about, whether Dong Dacheng's family has ever been a cultural person.

"Dong Dacheng himself is a cultural man. He even published books when he was young!"

Ryoko's retelling made me feel ecstatic.