Zhao Qinghou looked up.

Eyes locked on the third household on the seventh floor.

At this time, there is only one family left in the entire community.

According to the information shared with him.

A young couple lives here.

The husband was an excellent catcher in the former yamen.

If it weren't for the lack of qualifications, it would be enough to be promoted to the head catcher.

His wife is gentle and virtuous, and her appearance is very beautiful.

was originally a pair of small couples who envied others.

But the work that the husband is engaged in is, after all, dangerous.

One day just two years ago.

The husband and other arresters work together to track down a criminal gang.

Only a headless corpse returned.

The Yamen sent a large number of men, but their head was never found.

Since then, his wife has not remarried, but has lived a simple life.

It wasn't until the Midyear Festival that the Investigation Bureau discovered the existence of red-clothed ghosts here.

And the dead husband actually came back.

The young couple often held hands and went downstairs to buy vegetables.

It's just that the husband always wears a big hooded garment.

It is impossible to see his face.

When I greeted my neighbors, it was only my wife and son who were talking, while the husband never said a word.

Therefore, the people in the Investigation Bureau believe that it was the husband who took the opportunity of the Midyear Festival to return to Yangshi.

Nostalgic for this place and refusing to leave.

I want to be by my wife's side silently.

Although he is a powerful ghost in red, he has never had a tendency to harm people.

Therefore, for the sake of insurance, Xue Nanshen has not taken the initiative to provoke him.

Zhao Qinghou flew up directly and landed on the balcony of this household.

I was just about to open the Chromatic Void Pupil to investigate.

Suddenly, I noticed that there was a person sitting not far away.

Looking at his size, he is obviously the husband of the young couple.

At this time, he was still dressed in a wide black suit and wore a hood on his head.

Keep your head down, as if you are asleep.

Zhao Qinghou felt a little weird.

Because he smelled a hint of rancidity.

Step forward.

He didn't seem to notice Zhao Qinghou's approach at all.

Still not moving.

Zhao Qinghou opened the color void Xuan Pupil, but he could only see a faint yin qi on him.

He's not a red-clothed ghost at all!

Reach out and lift the hood that always obscures your face. ，

I saw that under it, it turned out to be a wooden carved head!

This head, carved to life.

It's like a living person.

Placed on the neck of the flesh.

Zhao Qinghou curiously picked up the head of the wood carving.

I saw that there were some white eggs scattered on the broken neck.

It seemed that the rancid smell he had just smelled was emanating from this corpse.

I'm afraid it won't be a few days, and it will rot.

Even Zhao Qinghou didn't expect such a show!

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind, Zhao Qinghou turned his head to look.

I saw a woman dressed in white, standing there.

stared at him expressionlessly.

And behind her, there was a fresh corpse in tow.

The corpse's head was also cut off.

Zhao Qinghou suddenly found that although this woman was wearing a white dress.

But her lips were as red as blood!

At this moment, Zhao Qinghou still didn't understand.

The Bureau of Investigation's intelligence was wrong, and he was almost misled!

The real red clothes are not husbands at all.

It's this woman named Su Shu!

The so-called husband is nothing more than a puppet corpse.

As for the carved wooden head, Zhao Qinghou suddenly thought that it had been mentioned in the intelligence.

When her husband was buried, his head was never found because the yamen had never found him.

So I asked the best woodcarver to carve a wooden head and place it on the corpse.

As a result, on the day of the burial, the coffin was opened, and the head of the wood carving was missing.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that the wood carving head was taken away by Su Shu.

And she didn't know when she was dead.

On the day of the Midyear Festival, he turned into a red-clothed ghost and returned.

Trying to deceive themselves and continue to live their happy little life.

As for the corpse carrying the carved wooden head, I'm afraid it's just some unlucky guy.

Now the corpse is going to stink and rot.

So Su Shu went to hunt another person and cut off his head.

Put on that carved wooden head.

Continue to pretend that it is her husband.

Zhao Qinghou sneered: "Yes, you're very good at playing." "

Su Shu's voice was cold and full of murderous aura: "Let go of my husband." "

The whole room was as if several high-powered air conditioners were suddenly turned on at the same time.

The temperature plummets!

Even the ground is covered with a layer of frost!

The corners of Zhao Qinghou's mouth hooked up a playful smile.

"Okay. "

A force invaded the head of the wood carving.

Then let go of your hand.

The head of the wood carving fell straight away.

At the moment of touching the ground.

Boom!

Instantly turned into powder.

Su Shu's eyes suddenly cracked.

Screamed.

"Ah!!h

Boom!

Boom!

It's not just the glass in the room.

Even the window panes of an entire building were directly shattered at this moment!

"It's really loud...",

Before the words fell, Su Shu had already come to Zhao Qinghou.

Her whole body exuded a monstrous yin aura and resentment at the moment.

I hated the man in front of me.

It seems that he is the one who killed his own husband!

Pity.

Her attacks were all blocked by a golden curtain of light.

It didn't hurt the man in front of him at all.

The next moment, I saw him raise his hand expressionlessly.

"You shouldn't kill innocents. "

From the very beginning, Zhao Qinghou understood a truth.

Ghosts and Terrans are opposites.

Even if all the ghosts were alive, they were all members of the human race.

It's like Su Shu.

Maybe she's better than the goblins who hunt humans everywhere.

But in her eyes, human life doesn't care at all.

All she cared about was her husband, or rather the carved head of wood.

The reason why I don't kill people is just because I have to live with a carved wooden head.

Once she lived, she needed to kill people to sustain her.

Then she will not hesitate to kill.

Crackling!

Between Zhao Qinghou's fingers, a flash of lightning erupted.

Hit Su Shu's eyebrows directly.

Boom!

Su Shu's entire head directly turned into black gas and disappeared.

Then the body gradually dissipated.

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