The moonlight is shining.

Under the crooked-necked locust tree by the river.

"Widow Liu" was whipped, screamed, and turned faster, this fast, a trace of yang energy appeared on her body, and she went straight to the grinding plate.

Zhou Fengchen and the five of them stood behind a barren grass at this time and watched quietly, Wang Wen saw this kind of scene for the first time, usually "Widow Liu" came back and said it herself, and suddenly her head was confused, and she pulled Zhang Shisan, "Master, you are here to save your life, you can't see death and watch it!" ”

Zhang Shisan ignored him and asked Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi, "What is this little ghost boy doing this?" Pure revenge? ”

Monk Yuanzhi shook his head and said, "It should be cultivation, right?" Sneaky habits, we don't understand. ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "It's almost, it's boring to watch, that woman's lesson is enough, do it!"

As soon as they were about to go out, a little boy of five or six years old wearing a cotton jacket suddenly floated in the distance, and his hand was holding the neck of a man, who was like "Widow Liu", shocked, panicked, and unable to move.

When he arrived at the grinding plate, the man involuntarily grabbed another handrail and pulled the grinding with "Widow Liu".

The little boy also made a leather whip and whipped it with a "snap".

Zhou Fengchen and the others couldn't help but stop and looked at each other: Another ghost boy to lead people to grind?

Monk Yuanzhi asked Wang Wen in a low voice, "Brother, is this little boy your son?" ”

Wang Wendu was about to cry, "Master! I—I don't know! ”

"Monk, if you have a hammer, you will talk nonsense." Zhang Shisan took a sip, "This is clearly another ghost boy, and he is also taking revenge!" ”

Zhou Fengchen frowned, "But...... Is there any inevitable connection between the gathering of people? ”

Without waiting for Zhang Thirteen and the two to answer, a young boy of six or seven years old came in the distance, dragging a woman in her thirties behind him.

When they reached the millstone, the woman pulled the mill, and the little boy whipped it.

And then there's the fourth pair!

The fifth pair!

Sixth pair!

Six ghost children, either a little boy or a little girl.

The six adults are either men or women.

Six ghost boys whipped their whips, and six adults were pitifully grinding.

The scene was quite spectacular.

The Yuan Zhi monk sighed, "This eighty percent is a big gathering of dead children to take revenge on unscrupulous parents, stepfathers, and stepmothers, this incident fully warns us that it hurts to have children!" ”

"Are you a birdman talking to something?" Zhang 13 scolded: "We have to see the essence of the matter!" For example, if there is one of the seven handrails left, will there still be ghost children? ”

Monk Yuanzhi scolded back, "You are even more lacking in speech, and your front teeth are missing!" ”

Zhou Fengchen also felt strange, and looked to both sides, "There is still a handrail left, this thing is not good, hey......"

As he was talking, there was a small figure in the distance, who seemed to be a ghost boy, but much shorter, looking two or three years old, staggering and walking, like an old man, followed by a man who was a little fat.

Zhang Shisanle was happy, "I'll just say it's still there!" ”

At this time, the two figures were closer.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi stared at each other and couldn't help but be surprised, "Damn!" Little, little treasure? ”

That two- or three-year-old baby is actually Chu Xiaoling's son Xiaobao!

At this time, his eyes were scarlet, his evil face was exposed, and his teeth were grinning, and he seemed to be more fierce than the six ghost fetuses in front of him.

When he arrived at the grinding plate, he kicked the man behind him, and the man involuntarily grabbed the last handrail and pushed the grinding plate.

Zhang Shisan frowned and asked, "This extremely evil ghost fetus is very strong, he is Xiaobao, the son of the female ghost Chu Xiaoling?"

"Yes!" Zhou Fengchen subconsciously looked in the direction of Xiao Baolai, his head was confused, Xiao Bao actually brought someone here, is this person his own father or stepfather?

What about Chu Xiaoling? Xiaobao is alive, and she should be alive too, right? Where did it go?

Monk Yuanzhi was shocked, "What's going on?" What about Lao Chu? ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head and frowned at the grinding disc that was already full of people at this time.

Zhang 13 asked, "What should I do?" Hands-on? ”

"Wait, it doesn't seem right, Xiaobao should be in a group with these children, organized!"

Zhou Fengchen pinched his handprint and touched it silently.

At this moment, the sound of rushing water suddenly sounded on the dark river, and a thick yin qi spread.

The six ghost boys, including Xiao Baoqi, threw away their whips and ran to the river, where they dragged a human corpse from the river, including a young girl, an old man, a young man, and a child, and dragged them to the millstone.

Zhang Shisan whispered: "These people should be drowned in the upper and lower reaches of the river, and they were gathered together by something."

Zhou Fengchen nodded and glanced at the water, "There is something in the water!" ”

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi looked over together, pulled out the guy, and said, "That's right! I'm afraid that I won't come out now, so I can only sacrifice these corpses, what a sin! ”

At this time, the six ghost boys and Xiaobao dragged the corpse to the grinding plate, and one by one they screamed strangely, tearing up the corpse and throwing it on the grinding plate.

The seven big living people couldn't help but speed up, and the corpse pieces slowly drilled into the eyes of the grinding disc with the rotating grinding disc, and then let out a creepy creaking and crunching sound of grinding flesh.

Blood splattered, flesh and mud flew everywhere, and the smell of blood spread far and wide, and the scene was both terrifying and disgusting.

There was a thick bamboo tube under the grinding plate, which stretched out for a long distance, and after the corpse was ground up, blood mixed with meat and mud slowly flowed out of the bamboo tube.

The six little ghost boys and Xiaobao unhurriedly brought eight broken iron buckets from the river, one large and seven small.

Then walk to the edge of the exit of the bamboo tube and continue slowly.

Soon all eight barrels were full.

In the big bucket, the six ghost boys and Xiaobao held a small bucket and ate it, and the sound of chirp and chirp came from far and wide.

It's incredibly evil.

Wang Wen had been stunned, and finally couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and he lay on the ground and vomited.

Zhou Fengchen and the others also felt that it was really enough.

At this moment, the river suddenly rattled, and a behemoth drilled out of the center of the river, and a thick corpse qi and yin qi rushed towards him.

Zhou Fengchen looked carefully, and saw that the behemoth slowly crawled to the shore, facing the moonlight, only to see that it was a fat woman with a cloak and a hair that was the size of an elephant.

No! It can't be said to be fat, but puffy.

In addition to the hair and a fat face that can barely be distinguished, the whole body is like a balloon, round and stewed, and it can't straighten its waist, and when it takes a step, the ground "snaps", and the fat on the whole body shakes a few times.

With such difficulty, he crawled to the side of a few ghost boys and Xiaobao, grabbed the last big bucket, and reached out to grab it.

One big and seven small eat their own food, and the scene is like the end of a circus performance and everyone eats a bento together.

Wang Wen raised his head at this time and glanced over, and suddenly the whole person was stunned, and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or any other emotion on his face.

Zhou Fengchen looked curious and asked, "What?"

Wang Wen pointed over pitifully, his eyes were red, "My ex-wife!" ”

"Your ex-wife?" The Yuan Zhi monk asked, "Is that a stupid woman?"

Wang Wen nodded and said in horror: "Yes, yes!" But more than ten years ago, it was obviously fished up and cremated, this ...... And who? ”

(End of chapter)