When he arrived at the second floor, he walked to the innermost side of the living room and the staircase leading to the attic. He shone the light of the flashlight against the tightly closed door, and his heart suddenly felt a little scared because he smelled the real fishy smell.

The entire second floor also seemed to have a sensation of evil, as if there were still gusts of cold wind.

A faint shrill howling echoed in my ears, which came from the small door and from the attic.

I thought about asking for the thing in the attic...

Qiu Bin couldn't help but tremble all over his body in fear. He slowly retreated, his eyes and the beam of the flashlight kept illuminating the locked small door.

In fact, when he first invited him into the attic, he felt a little nervous, but later he found that he had nothing, so he felt much more calm. He would occasionally open the door and go to the roof through the attic, but he didn't feel anything.

But today, it's too weird!

When he retreated to the entrance of the stairs, a gust of cold wind blew on his face, carrying a strong smell of fishy smell. Qiu Bin shivered, turned around and ran downstairs. As a result, he stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs.

"ah……"

Plop!

Qiu Bin fell to his face with blood, his nose was bruised and swollen. He got up, but he ignored the pain and rolled into the bedroom, shouting loudly as his wife and children got up quickly. The house was haunted and he could not stay at home!

Soon, the villa became a mess, and the family got up in panic, lit candles, and looked for flashlights.

Everyone gathered around and asked Qiu Bin with concern what happened.

After the initial panic, Qiu Bin gradually came to his senses. Nothing happened at home, right?

The so-called people are more courageous.

When the whole family is together, the courage is naturally much more abundant.

Qiu Bin asked his daughter-in-law to look at his grandchildren, and he called his wife, son and daughter to go upstairs together and plucked up the courage to open the small door.

An extremely choking and disgusting smell came to my face.

All of them couldn't help but bent down and vomited.

But there was no shrill scream, and the attic was quiet.

Finally, the family of four recovered from the violent vomiting, carefully, and plucked each other up the courage to climb the stairs again. The beam of the flashlight shone into the attic, a table, a pottery jar under the table, and a wooden carving was placed on it.

However, there seemed to be a lot of blood or other liquid on the cheeks of the wooden carved on all sides, flowing slowly downwards and dripping, and there were already a few wet marks on the table. The clay pot below and the gaps in the jar at the mouth of the jar were also flowing out one after another. I don’t know what it was, and it was emitting a foul stench.

"Old Qiu, when you worshipped this thing at home, I was not happy. You, you insisted on protecting peace, this, this..." Qiu Bin's wife said with anger: "Hurry up, throw it away overnight, the farther away, the better. What is hidden in this jar and the statue?"

"It's so smelly, dad!" Qiu Bin's son said angrily: "Who gave you a bad idea? Could it be that he deliberately harmed us?"

"You guys get it away quickly, I, I can't stand it anymore." The daughter turned around and went downstairs in a hurry.

The son also quickly turned around and went down the stairs. He ignored the cold outside in winter and opened all the windows for ventilation.

"Old Qiu, close the door!" Qiu Bin's wife wanted to leave but was worried about her husband's safety, and said, "Let's find someone to clean up tomorrow, ah."

Qiu Bin stood in a daze at the open door, and the flashlight was staring at the scene in the attic.

What exactly happened?

Why do wood carvings bleed?

Why does blood bleed in the jar?

Why, it smells so bad?

What happened to the faint shrill screams I heard before?

He slowly closed the door and went downstairs step by step, not caring about explaining anything to his family, walked to his study and closed the door, took out his cell phone and dialed Ke Pingjiang's phone: "Pingjiang, Wu Yusheng is probably dead."

"Um?"

"The invited wood carving has bleeding from his face, and the pottery jar is also bleeding out." Qiu Bin grinned and said with gritted teeth: "You come here to help later and clean up all the things. It's too dirty and smelly!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it later..." Ke Pingjiang suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "It seems that it's snowing outside. It's so late, tomorrow morning, right?"

Qiu Bin was stunned, angry, but he couldn't say anything, and said, "Okay, remember to come early."

"must."

...

Outside the villa.

Wen Shuo squatted in the Yin and Yang, his cheeks were a little pale, and he wrapped a scarlet bead with a few scrolls of talismans with nervous expression.

The beads are less than one centimeter in diameter and are very light, so light that they can be blown up by the wind.

But the beads are very hard.

This was the blood evil poison that was pulled out of the jar when he was urgently retracting the Tiangang Demon Suffering Net just now. When he brought it to him, he was still in a gas state. Then he used the mysterious method to refine it into a solid state. As for the ghost baby born from the fetus...

He was not dead, but basically lost his combat power.

Wen Shuo was included in the jade pendant array.

There is Xiaoqing's territory!

The current state of giving birth to a ghost baby in the viviparous state cannot pose any threat to Xiaoqing - it can only be regarded as Xiaoqing's food.

Wen Shuo had already made a plan very viciously at the beginning of his practice, and would not directly kill and refine the fetal ghost baby, but would destroy its powerful combat power and retain its first spiritual consciousness.

Because it wants to make this thing swallowed up slowly and alive by Xiaoqing!

Now, the fat man is a little regretful.

If you just kill the fetus and give birth to ghost babies and destroy the blood evil poison, there will be no accidents.

But we must not only keep the viviparous ghost babies so that they are worse than death, but also collect the blood evil poison...

The difficulty has increased a lot.

An accident happened. At the last critical moment of the practice just now, the small door inside the attic suddenly opened, and several people appeared outside the door, and instantly rushed towards everyone with a little breath of a viviparous ghost baby.

Such a fishy smell is toxic to ordinary people.

Of course, the toxicity is not strong. Most people are simply poor mental state and poor physical and immune system for a few days, and they will soon recover from health.

But I'm afraid that another accident will happen, and it may cause death.

The fat man wrapped the beads with a few talisman scrolls, clamped them in the bridge of both hands, held the beads with both thumbs, then chanted the magic spell, blew up, and a burst of flames ignited and disappeared.

A layer of five elements magic array was dropped on the bead, and the blood evil poison would not spread easily.

This thing is extremely violent and extremely poisonous!

Too lethal!

Therefore, if the fat man thinks it would be a pity to destroy it directly, it would be better to collect it and keep it for later use.

As for what it is...

well.

What else can this kind of evil thing do?

Of course, it's a good thing!

The fat man, physically and mentally exhausted, stood up, walked on the snow, left this place of right and wrong, and walked towards Qianwan Middle School.

I haven't walked very far and just entered Pujia Town.

The fat man suddenly thought of something, so the little guilt and regret in his heart just now disappeared. He even threw away the plan to find a way to help and treat the victims!

Damn it!

This attic is dedicated to a ghost baby born from a fetus!

So it is obvious that the murderer who wants to harm Wu Yusheng is this family.

They are worthy of death!

If I don’t take advantage of the situation and increase the toxicity they are suffering from, it is a great kindness.

In the cafeteria in Qianwan Middle School.

Gong Yigua clearly felt the evil aura that seemed to be present and vague in the nature of the world, and was connected to this place at all times, gradually weakened until it disappeared, and then he knew that Wen Shuo had really succeeded!

The young and fat Xuanshi, with his own strength, destroyed the ghost baby born from the fetus.

Moreover, he was always carrying blood evil poison and had a ghost baby born to the viviparous body that grew more intelligently!

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged as young people.

Is the Xuanmen River, which has been withered and silent for nearly two hundred years, really reviving in a prosperous era and quickly moving towards prosperity?

Throughout history, whenever the Xuanmen River and Lake were prosperous, it must be that there were many amazing geniuses in the same era at the same time - not only the Xuanmen River and Lake, but also any social form, or even a country.

In which era is the emergence of heroes that will create the prosperity of the next generation!

Gong Yigua would not have thought that his feelings and his inner admiration for Wen Shuo were actually far from enough.

Because he would never have thought that the fat man not only went alone to kill the Viviparous Ghost Baby who was carrying the Blood Evil Vicious Poison, but also planned to capture the Viviparous Ghost Baby and collect the Blood Evil Vicious Poison from the beginning!

Moreover, the fat man succeeded!

If Gong Yigua knew about this, he might faint from shock...
To be continued...