Chapter 1595: The Hanged Ghost in the Woods (2)

Xiao Ying directly felt that malice. Vertices are updated the fastest

He went into cardiac arrest and his breathing stopped at the same time. That fear gripped his brain and prevented him from thinking.

After a few seconds, these sensations and illusions faded like a tide.

I feel a little better than Xiao Ying.

When Xiao Ying fell to the ground and trembled, I was still able to stand up straight beside him.

It was so blurry that I couldn't see what the figures were.

Is it the ghost of Shen Xiaorong and the Wanshou cemetery?

It doesn't seem to be.

They don't have that malice in them.

From Xiao Ying's gradually recovering consciousness, I saw a little memory of him.

This hallucination has been seen many times. It can be said that since Xiao Ying was a teenager, he has seen this illusion. Only, before that, all he saw was the woods.

The naturally occurring complex green, full of layers and mysteries, all give Xiao Ying the illusion of "very beautiful".

As he grew older, he had doubts about the hallucinations that appeared in his mind.

He first began to learn to paint, believing that this illusion was the inspiration for his creation.

He had no talent for drawing.

After Shen Ankang died, the illusion changed.

Xiao Ying sensed that there were people in the woods. Those people are still watching themselves.

Soon after, he saw a vague figure standing in the woods. The feeling of prying eyes and the look full of malice became clearer.

Xiao Ying couldn't help but think of what Shen Ankang said.

The Shen family seems to have secrets that he doesn't know. He has never been admitted by Shen Ankang.

The Xiao family, the Guan family, and even Shen Ankang's wives and those distant relatives all thought that Shen Ankang agreed to succeed him, providing him with food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and providing him with education, which was to recognize his son's identity.

However, only he and Shen Ankang knew that Shen Ankang never regarded him as his son. He was not regarded as a member of the Shen family.

Xiao Ying slowly recovered, got up from the ground, and saw the paintbrush on the ground.

The red on the brush is a bit harsh.

He struggled to pick up his paintbrush and put it away.

The time of the dream has changed again.

I vaguely saw Xiao Ying calling China and contacting someone.

His living conditions seem to be improving.

It may be that he has reached a condition with someone in China, he can have no worries about food and clothing abroad, and he still has spare money to hire someone to do research.

Xiao Ying hired a private detective to investigate the affairs of the Shen family.

The visions he saw became clearer.

Those people were not standing in the woods, but hanging in the woods. There are men and women.

The next time he saw the hallucination, he saw that the darkest color in the woods was not the grass and roots that could not see the sun, but the congealed blood.

The ground was covered with blood, as if someone had washed the woods with blood.

Xiao Ying felt that he was walking towards the woods little by little.

The man hanging from the tree was motionless. As he got closer, he could see the faces of those people as well.

Not the "smiling faces" I expected, but the distorted faces. The faces of those people retain the reluctance of death.

Adults were hung on the periphery of the woods.

When Xiao Ying entered the interior of the woods and walked through the corpses, he saw the child's corpse.

There are still men and women, and women make up the majority.

They were killed, and then hung in the woods, like some kind of perverted exhibit.

Xiao Ying's fear is increasing day by day, and he constantly urges domestic private detectives, and finds some foreign psychic mediums and masters.

No one can solve Xiao Ying's troubles.

The answer he got was pretty much the same as he had guessed.

He was implicated by the Shen family. The Shen family is hiding some secrets that have influenced future generations.

"Mr. Xiao, I found the descendant of an old man who used to work in your house."

"What?" Xiao Ying received a call from a private detective.

"I visited a lot of places, and I finally found such a person from the location of my hometown that you provided. I've reached out to him. He does know something. ”

At this point, the dream jumps and the scene changes.

Xiao Ying met with the private detective, and the other party took out some old files.

The detective was ordinary-looking, small-eyed, and looked like a thief.

"This is the original I bought from the archives at a great price. Look here, what you said, the Shen family was originally the landlord, and this is the previous title deed. This is the previous family register. This person was originally registered under the Shen family, a long-term worker, a tenant and the like. Later, he took it away and went to another place. I followed this line and ran to the countryside of Jiangyin, looking for them one by one, and only then did I find the person. ”

"What did he say?" Xiao Ying asked eagerly.

The small-eyed man narrowed his eyes, barely visible.

Xiao Ying took a deep breath and took out a stack of money from his pocket.

The man took the money and smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The dream scene has changed again.

Xiao Ying and the detective appeared in a mud house in the countryside. In front of them sat a dark-skinned, lean man.

The man looks like he does farm work, with the typical peasant face and peasant dress on TV. The furrows on the face are huddled together because of the action of smoking.

The detective was very colored and handed him a cigarette. The wrinkles on the other party's face relaxed, and he put the cigarette on his ear and spoke slowly.

"I just heard from the old people in the family. He's heard about it, too. Our family was a tenant for the Shen family, and I don't know how many years ago. I haven't been to Minqing. ”

"You know what you know." The detective said.

Xiao Ying pursed his lips and didn't say a word, but his face was ugly.

"I knew that family was not a thing, inhuman." The man swallowed the clouds, "We are poor families, we can't afford to raise them, and we throw away and strangle the children we give birth to, so there's a reason, right?" The landowner's family is not. It's really inhuman. There is so much land in the house, so rich, and the child is strangled to death. Not only strangled the child, but also the elder brother sprinkled rat poison into the younger brother's meal. ”

Xiao Ying's face was already iron-blue.

The detective glanced at Xiao Ying and didn't speak.

The man sneered and said, "My grandfather used to scold my aunt and say, 'What's wrong with throwing a girl in a pigsty?' If you can't afford it, what can you do? If you don't kill her, your eldest son will feed your younger son rat poison in the future, are you willing? ’”

When I heard this, I felt sick to my stomach.

The detective didn't have any expression.

Xiao Ying had already clenched his fists.

"The woods, I told you last time......" the detective reminded.

"Oh, that's it. I've heard about it too. The man nodded, took another puff of his cigarette, "There is a forest for the fruit trees they have grown." It's not our ancestors who are in charge, our family has always been digging in the ground. It seems to say that there is a daughter-in-law who has gone crazy. The child she gave birth to was strangled to death, and she went crazy and hanged herself in the orchard. It was a long time ago...... Later, it's haunted. ”

The man glanced at Xiao Ying, "It's haunted inside, and the fruits bear have human faces, and they look similar to women." That's the kind of thing. People can't run inside, and if they run in, they hit the wall, and if they can't get it, they hang themselves inside. The Shen family didn't care about the forest later. I didn't know any of that either. Our village wants to plant fruit trees, but my grandfather and they refuse to participate. Our family is not as good as other people's...... I just asked. Hey. What's going on with our family? ”

He threw the butt of his cigarette on the ground and ran it over with his foot.

It was only at this moment that I realized that there had always been a faint yin qi in this person's body.

There was so little yin qi that it was almost impossible to see.

Did he provoke a ghost? Or is it a hidden danger left by the Shen family's affairs?