The door was pushed open, and Zhou Fan and Zhou Zhou Mu walked in and quickly closed it again, and according to Zhou Zhou Mu's suggestion, Zhou Fan let the old man stay outside the house.

The reason for the black roof tiles is mostly gone, and the clear light from the sky shines through the roof, and the inner room is still as clear as day, and everything is clearly visible.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged on a straw mat, his face pale and his eyes glazed.

Zhou Fan looked at the middle-aged man silently, he frowned slightly, is it just that the middle-aged life span is over? But when he thinks of his own situation, isn't it even worse? The middle-aged life expectancy is not too strange.

When Zhou Fan was a policeman, he saw prisoners who were about to die, and he could clearly feel that the man sitting on the straw mat was afraid.

Even if the date of death is already known, no matter how mentally prepared you are, when this moment actually comes, few people will be able to face death calmly.

This middle-aged man is no exception.

The middle-aged man glanced up at Zhou Fan and the two, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you." ”

He said thank you, thank you Zhou Zhou Mu for the money, so that after he dies, the family can still have an extra amount of money out of thin air, just let Zhou Fan and the others see how he died, for him, this is nothing at all.

"You're welcome. Zhou Yimu sighed, "Is everything arranged at home?"

The middle-aged man said, "It's already been arranged." ”

The middle-aged man didn't mean to speak again, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for that moment to come.

"How do you know the exact time of death?" Zhou Fan frowned and asked in a low voice, he couldn't wait here for a day.

Zhou Zhou Mu said softly: "The number of life is calculated based on the day and hour of birth, and the hour of his birth is noon, and that thing should come soon." ”

Zhou Fan looked at the middle-aged man in silence, he didn't blink his eyes, so as not to miss something.

It was quiet inside the house, and it was quiet outside, as if everyone outside had left.

This quiet and dreary atmosphere lasted for half an hour.

The middle-aged man sitting on the straw mat suddenly trembled, and a lump bulged from the back of his neck.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he moved his footsteps slightly, wanting to get closer and see more clearly.

It's just that Zhou Zhou Mu grabbed his arm and said in a deep voice, "Don't go over." ”

Zhou Fan stopped.

The middle-aged man's body was still trembling, and the protrusion on the back of his neck made a 'poof' sound, and it was concave, returning to its proper flatness, but a faint blue-black light escaped from there.

The blue-black light floated upwards like light smoke, and the shape of the light changed, condensing into strange creatures.

The black arms that are as thin as bamboo poles, the claws that flutter like five hairs, and the bowed body the size of a palm, but its green head is as long as a round melon weighing 100 catties, which is surprisingly big.

Floating in the air, it looked at the middle-aged man like this, and the trembling middle-aged man's face became a little distorted, and he didn't seem to know that there was a monster standing behind him.

It lowered its head and cracked its mouth, and a finger of thick lips pressed against the middle-aged man's forehead and the back of his head, as if it was about to devour the middle-aged man.

Or maybe he felt death coming, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible howl.

At the moment of that terrible howl, the Shou Ghost sucked, and it sucked greedily, and a white light flowed into its mouth.

The middle-aged man's body became emaciated, and everything about his blood, fat, and human flesh was sucked out.

In the end, it only became a yellow skin as thin as a cicada's wings and stuck to the human bones, the facial features on his face were blurred, his eyebrows, nose, and ears were all drooping, his chest, abdomen and back collapsed, and the whole person was like a figure painting that had been pulled down and wrinkled.

The blue and black light of the Shou Ghost slowly drifted away and disappeared into the air.

Zhou Zhoumu's face turned a little blue, when he was young, he saw a longevity ghost take his life, and he didn't want to watch it again in the future, today for his son, he watched it again, but he still felt frightened, he was worried to look at Zhou Fan, he was afraid that Zhou Fan would not be able to stand such a scene.

But Zhou Fan was more calm than he imagined, which made Zhou Yimu feel a lot more relieved.

Zhou Fan clenched his fists and tried his best to endure it, only to suppress the fear in his heart.

He had seen many bloody murder scenes before, but he had never seen anything more terrifying.

This is the longevity ghost that the person who has come to the end of his life has to face, Zhou Fan felt as if his stomach was flipped, he suppressed this feeling of nausea and wanted to vomit, and took a deep look at the dead man who was still sitting on the straw mat.

"Let's go. Zhou Fan didn't look any further, but turned around and pushed the door out.

The door was pushed open, and a group of people quietly gathered in front of the door, and they looked at Zhou Fan with fear in their eyes.

"It's over. Zhou Fan said the answer.

The people were stunned for a moment, and then rushed into the house.

Zhou Fan walked outside, and the mournful cry soon came from the abandoned house behind him, which lasted for a long time.

Zhou Fan walked silently, watching the longevity ghost take his life, his mood was a little depressed, after all, if he couldn't increase his longevity, it would be his turn to face the most evil longevity ghost in four years.

When he was about to get home, Zhou Fan turned his head to look at Zhou Yimu and the old brother who were following behind him, he felt a trace of warmth in his cold heart, and he smiled: "Dad, I'm okay." ”

Even if he watched the Shou Ghost take his life, it wouldn't blow him to a clump.

Zhou Zhou Mu looked at his son, he felt that his son had matured a lot since he tied his hair, and he was not good at comforting people, so he just said, "It's okay." ”

"Why didn't he commit suicide?" Zhou Fan suddenly asked, in his opinion, it was better to commit suicide than to kill a ghost, at least suicide would not be so ugly.

"Suicide ......" Zhou Yimu was silent for a while, "There are also people who choose to commit suicide, but very few, if they are not killed by the longevity ghost, they deliberately seek death, and their families will suffer bad luck, but I have never seen people who have suffered bad luck because of this, after all, there are too few suicides." ”

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, he originally guessed that it was because he couldn't muster up the courage to commit suicide, but he didn't expect that there would be such a reason, could it be a rumor?

But no matter what, as long as a person who is about to die loves his family and descendants, he will not dare to put this kind of thing on gambling, and can only silently bear the life of the ghost, which is really a miserable world.

"Daddy......" Zhou Fan looked at Zhou Zhou Mu and shouted.

Zhou Zhou Mu looked at Zhou Fan and wanted to hear what Zhou Fan had to say.

However, Zhou Fan shook his head and said: "It's okay, you go and get busy, I also have to cultivate, and I will find a way to deal with the matter of the Shou Ghost in the future, and now it is more important to do the patrol." ”

There was still a lot of work to be done in the field, and Zhou Yimu quickly turned and left.

Zhou Fan looked at Zhou Zhoumu's disappearing back, in fact, what he wanted to ask just now was that if he really came to the point where the Shou Ghost took his life and died, then what would the two of them do?

But such a question is too cruel to his father who cares about him, and Zhou Fan can't ask it.