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Zhao Juan got up and found that there was no water in the kettle in the bedroom, so she had to go to the vat in the kitchen to get some water.

After drinking a large pot of water in the kitchen, Zhao Juan was on her way back to the bedroom when she suddenly felt someone in the living room.

How could there be anyone here at this hour?

But the shadow was there, seemingly sitting on a chair in the living room.

"Who!" Zhao Juan asked courageously.

There was no response, the "person" inside did not give her any response.

Zhao Juan had killed someone before, so she made up her mind, picked up a hoe, and slowly walked towards the living room.

As she gradually approached the living room, Zhao Juan couldn't help but light a candle outside the living room.

Just as she approached the living room, she sat down on the floor, and the candlelight fell to the ground.

Sitting in the living room was her husband Wang Xiaosi!

But she personally carried Wang Xiaosi's body to a wasteland more than ten miles away and buried it. Why did it appear here?

Chapter 11 Call you out! Call you out!

Zhao Juan was naturally terrified when she suddenly saw her dead husband at night.

But after she calmed down, she couldn't help but go back to the living room.

Zhao Juan was a little surprised at her own calmness. Logically, she should have been scared to death.

But she didn't.

Is it because even if this guy turns into a ghost, he is still a male ghost, and she is not afraid as a woman?

The flickering candlelight illuminated her husband's bluish face, the skin had melted in some places, and he smelled of fresh earth.

Did he crawl out of the earth by himself?

Zhao Juan picked up a stick and poked her husband repeatedly, and then Wang Xiaosi slid to the ground and lay motionless.

It can be seen that this is a corpse.

But how could the corpse come back by itself?

Zhao Juan looked around and always felt that someone was watching her secretly.

Could it be that my husband's lover knew the truth and brought the body here to scare me? She wants to kill me!

Thinking of this, Zhao Juan's eyes became fierce.

Bitch!

Thinking that if Wang Xiaosi's body was discovered in broad daylight, it would definitely bring big trouble, Zhao Juan made up her mind, picked up a large cloth bag used to hold rice, and put her husband's body in it.

She must take the body out in the dark!

If there are guests at home tomorrow and they find this body, it will be terrible.

Zhao Juan gritted her teeth, carried the corpse on her back, and walked out of the house in the dark.

It was midnight and the whole town was eerily quiet, with not a single person in sight.

Zhao Juan walked on the road, feeling uneasy and goose bumps appeared on her back.

The touch of the corpse behind him was real, and he could clearly feel it even through his pocket.

Zhao Juan didn’t know if it was an illusion or something, but she always felt that the corpse seemed warm.

After leaving the town in a daze, Zhao Juan found a piece of wasteland covered with weeds and threw the body on the ground.

She picked up the shovel she had prepared long ago and started digging the hole.

There were no stars or moon at this time, and the sky and the earth were terribly dark. Beside her was the body of her husband, whom she had killed with her own hands. It would be a lie for Zhao Juan to say that she was not afraid.

But for some reason, she was excited to do this.

In the dark night, her eyes were shining, looking a little scary.

When the pit was halfway dug, a gust of wind blew and the weeds around it began to sway.

Zhao Juan suddenly became nervous, thinking there was someone there. She picked up the shovel and asked nervously, "Who is it?"

The wind went away, the grass stopped swaying, and the whole world became quiet again.

Zhao Juan let out a long breath, her forehead already covered with fine beads of sweat, she didn't know if it was from the heat from digging the pit or from the fright she had just received.

At this moment, Zhao Juan suddenly glanced down and took a few steps back in fright.

At some point, the head of the corpse in the cloth bag suddenly appeared, like a snake, looking at her with its eyes that were still open.

In such an environment, Zhao Juan was so scared that she dared not move at all. She could only breathe heavily, her chest heaving violently.

The reason why she suddenly got angry and killed Wang Xiaosi was because her husband Wang Xiaosi disliked her small breasts, and now judging from the fluctuation of their sizes, they are quite big.

But Zhao Juan now has no time to care about the size of her breasts. She must bury this strange corpse.

After shoveling twice, Zhao Juan didn't care whether the pit was deep enough or not, and shoveled her husband's body in with one shovel.

Then she filled the soil with a fanatical look in her eyes until the entire hole was filled. She then used a shovel to pound the soil to make it firm.

"I'm calling you out! I'm calling you out!" Zhao Juan kept muttering while knocking the soil with a shovel, as if she was possessed by a ghost.

Half an hour later, Zhao Juan returned home and lay on the bed, not wanting to move. Her head was very dizzy.

The next morning, Zhao Juan woke up with a pale face, feeling as if she had suffered a serious illness.

She still lived a normal life, going out to buy groceries and farm, but for some reason, she always felt that everyone looked at her strangely.

……

The news that Gu Jiu had returned to Linshui Town spread quickly.

These days, he took Su Ying and Xiao Qi for a walk around the town and introduced them to the local customs and culture.

In fact, there is not much local customs and traditions. The characteristic of the town is Li Mei's coffin. You can't buy this local specialty to try it.

On the third day of living at home, Gu Jiu didn't expect to welcome a guest.

The person who came was the town’s chief constable, Lu Fang, who was also an acquaintance of Gu Jiu.

After seeing Gu Jiu, Lu Fang almost knelt down directly. He was extremely respectful and called him Immortal Master all the time.

After hearing that Su Ying and Xiao Qi were Gu Jiu's master and senior sister, they kept calling her Fairy Lady, which made Xiao Qi very happy.

It has to be said that the three practitioners in Gu Jiu's family have long been like gods in the eyes of the people in the town.

Seeing the worry in Lu Fang's eyes, Gu Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Is there something wrong, Captain?"

Lü Fang's face was filled with pain as he lamented, "Master Gu, we are truly in trouble. If the fairies of Peach Blossom Temple hadn't ignored us, I wouldn't have dared to disturb you."

Gu Jiu raised his eyebrows, thinking that they were all neighbors. Although he was lazy, his waist was better now. As long as it was not too much trouble, he would help out. So he asked, "What is it?"

So, Lu Fang whispered this to Gu Jiu.

……

At night, Gu Jiu and Captain Lu Fang watched in the dark as Zhao Juan carried a large cloth bag back home.

Gu Jiu nodded to Lu Fang, and then he rushed into Zhao Juan's house like a gust of wind, leaving Lu Fang stunned.

Those who cultivate immortality are indeed extraordinary.

Gu Jiu stood in the shadow of the courtyard, his body almost completely blending into the background.

Then Gu Jiu discovered that after Zhao Juan entered the house, she pulled out a corpse directly from the pocket.

The body was still covered in wet mud, obviously having been dug out not long ago.

Then Zhao Juan personally placed the body on a chair in the living room and looked at it for a while, as if she was admiring a work of art.

Gu Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and found that this matter was indeed as Lu Fang said, a bit weird.

Not long after, Zhao Juan went straight back to her room to sleep.

Gu Jiu waited for a while and found that there was no movement in the house, so he walked straight into the living room and checked the body.

It was a typical case of death with eyes open. The body was already emitting a foul odor, indicating that it had been dead for some time.

According to Lu Fang, Zhao Juan would come back with a cloth bag every few nights, and then go out again with the same bag on her back. This was discovered by her neighbors.

Neighbors even speculated that the bag contained the body of her husband Wang Xiaosi.

Gu Jiu asked why they didn't arrest anyone, and Lu Fang said they were afraid.

After the tragedy of the Liu family being massacred, everyone in the yamen was afraid.

The reason why she came to Gu Jiu was to ask him to help them get rid of the dirty things.

They felt that Liu Juan was possessed by a ghost, otherwise she would not do such a weird thing.

Chapter 12 Are You Still You?

Gu Jiu observed the corpse for a while, then found some water to drink and sat down opposite the corpse to rest.

It was a very unpleasant experience to stay with such a corpse, especially one with a strong stench, but Gu Jiu didn't care.

After going through so much, his nerves are now much rougher.

They stayed like this for about an hour, and just when Gu Jiu was feeling a little bored, the door of Zhao Juan's room creaked open.

Gu Jiu jumped lightly, and his body immediately stuck to the roof of the house like a gecko, observing the situation around him.

Not long after, Zhao Juan came in trembling with a lamp in her hand.

When she saw the corpse in the living room, she was so scared that she almost fell to the ground.

Such performance was beyond Gu Jiu's expectations.

Because he saw with his own eyes that the other party dragged the body out of his pocket and put it here, his expression at this time was a little strange.

It was like she had no idea about this before.

Is there another Zhao Juan in the house, and this is her twin sister?

Now Gu Jiu really wants to go to that room to confirm whether the Zhao Juan who entered the room before was fake, or a ghost.

Zhao Juan stared at Wang Xiaosi's body, her whole body trembling.

This kind of trembling from fear is impossible to fake.

Gu Jiu looked down at all this, his brows slightly raised.

Not long after, he noticed that Zhao Juan's expression had changed.

From the initial fear to the coldness in his eyes and the cessation of his shaking body, it only took a cup of tea.

Not sure if it was an illusion or something, but Gu Jiu even saw a hint of lingering sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Juan looked around and found that there was no one around. Instead of picking up the bag and putting Wang Xiaosi's body in it like she did the night before, she went straight to the kitchen.

Just when Gu Jiu didn't understand what she was going to do, Zhao Juan came with a shiny kitchen knife.

Seeing the other person holding a knife with a gloomy expression on his face, even Gu Jiu was shocked.

In the flickering candlelight, half of Zhao Juan's face was dark, so it was difficult to see the expression on her face at the moment.

With a frenzied glint in her eyes, she dragged Wang Xiaosi's body to the ground, muttering, "You're dead, so why are you running back?"

After saying this, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand and cut off Wang Xiaosi's neck with a click.

Dismemberment?

According to the information provided by Lu Fang, Zhao Juan would always come back at night carrying a sack, and then go out carrying another sack. Some neighbors said that the sack was most likely to contain Wang Xiaosi's body.

Everything Gu Jiu had seen before had proved this point.

But the other party had been in and out at least seven or eight times, and the body he just brought back was intact. Gu Jiu had previously guessed that the other party would repeat the routine of taking the body out, but tonight there was an additional scene of dismembering the body.

Zhao Juan's eyes were bloodshot, but she was very careful when she picked up the knife and chopped it down, probably because she was worried that the neighbors would hear the noise.

This shows that she is very rational.

Gu Jiu observed all this indifferently, wanting to see if the other party was possessed by a ghost during this period.

At this moment, something like fire lit up in his pupils.