Chapter 751
Plum Blossom Lane is an alley with a single grade, that is to say, the gates of the houses in this alley are all facing one direction, facing the back wall of the building on the street in front.
The streets in the alley are not very easy to walk because there are no street lights, and some residents are still piled up some sundries in front of the courtyard, so Qin Zhao has to take out his mobile phone, relying on the dim light of the screen, deep and shallow He groped forward with one foot.
Before coming, Qin Zhao found out that the end of this alley leads to the fields in the suburbs, so the cold night wind blows from behind, which makes him always feel chilly and uncomfortable on the back of his neck, especially when there is a sound around him. There is no silence, which gives people a sense of creepiness. However, he has been to places that are more terrifying than this, and he does not believe in those boring ghosts and gods, so apart from feeling a little weird, he really can't find it The reason why he ran home to sleep with his sister Ye in his arms.
"It's so old, how can there be such a ghostly place in Qingdao!" After walking the boss for a while, Qin Zhao stopped, muttered something in a low voice, raised his mobile phone and shook it in front of a courtyard door, blue background The house number in white letters showed that he managed to get to No. 43, and he would be No. 46 after two more courtyard gates.
Now that he was approaching his destination, Qin Zhao put away his cell phone and walked lightly through the courtyard gate of No. 44. Just when he wanted to stay and listen to what was going on in front of him, there was a strong smell of blood. The ground got into his nostrils, making him stop immediately, and hide behind a pile of debris at the door of No. 44.
She is very pitiful, she is very pitiful, who is this 'she', why does this happen in the position of 'her', after listening for a while, Qin Zhao caught a very faint moan in the night x chant.
The late night, the cold wind, the long alley, the increasingly intense smell of blood, and the indistinct moaning and singing in the silence, all these conditions are very suitable for making a horror movie, and Qin is just the most unlucky supporting role, Although he is used to this kind of scene, but due to the subconscious existence of human beings who are afraid of the dark night, his heart beats a little faster. Although his nickname is quite awesome, he is not the real Yama after all.
Qin Zhao stood motionless behind the pile of sundries, listening to the faint groan, until he was sure that the groan came from No. 46 courtyard, and it was getting weaker and weaker. He stood up and walked quickly past No. 45 against the wall, and came to the gate of No. 46 courtyard in Plum Blossom Lane. He bent down, pulled out his x-arms, and slowly stretched out his hand to push the door.
The reason why Qin Zhao is so careful is because Ye Qingling has been instilling in him a thought that makes him laugh and cry recently: the you now do not only belong to yourself! You have three wives, four concubines, and sons and daughters. If you lose your head or lose your life, then your wives will sleep with other men, and your sons and daughters will also have You may call another man's father. If you have to do those dangerous things, then you'd better think about what I said, and think about whether you can accept these facts that may become reality...
Qin Zhao didn't understand at all why the prudish Ye Qingling used to say such bastard words that made him feel pain whenever he thought about it. After thinking about it for several days, he figured out that these words might be Suning's idea, Although he was very disgusted with these words, he had no choice but to keep them firmly in his heart. Right now, it was undoubtedly an opportunity for those women to sleep with other men, so he had to be more careful.
If you want to leave Lao Tzu to seek pleasure, you stinky bitches should give up on it! Qin Zhao cursed in his heart, and pushed the door a little harder.
That door opened.
The wooden courtyard door slowly turned back, and the door hinge made a slight and creepy creaking sound. At the same time, the faint moaning and singing in the courtyard also stopped. Qin Zhao immediately stopped pushing the door. Withdrawing his hand, he found that his hand was stuck by the door panel, and he brought it to the tip of his nose to smell it. A very fresh smell of blood came to his nostrils immediately. There was blood on the door panel, and it had not completely solidified. I looked inside for a while, but it was so dark that I couldn't see why.
Being good at kung fu does not mean that you are not afraid of death. Those who do things without considering the consequences are basically careless masters, and Qin Dashao, who has three wives and four concubines, will not be as aggressive as before even if his head is squeezed by the door. Not afraid of death, because he is not alone now, he has too many worries, he only dodges into the yard after he is fully prepared.
Hey, people are dead and birds are up to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. If God insists on letting those women sleep with other men, no matter how careful I am, it will be useless. What do you do! Anyway, being so careful made me very uncomfortable... After entering the gate, the more intense smell of blood immediately reminded Qin Zhao of the familiar killing pleasure of "Yue Hei Feng Gao Murder Night", and Ye Qingling's "alarmist words" 'Throwing it out of the blue, the tiger's body was shocked, and he suddenly became angry. He held the military thorn in his hand, and walked briskly into the yard.
The yard was quiet, and the groaning and singing had completely stopped. If it wasn't for the increasingly thick smell of blood that brought Qin Zhao to a person curled up on the ground, he even suspected that the groaning and chanting had never happened before, so he glanced coldly at it. The surrounding area was still so quiet, and there were no monsters of the opposite sex jumping out of the night, which reassured him a lot, and at the same time reminded himself to watch less horror movies in the future, so as not to wear down his courage.
Slowly bending down, Qin Zhao reached out and touched the man's face on the ground. The tentacles were still warm. When he put his fingers under the man's nose, he couldn't feel any breathing. The man died. , but definitely not the 'her' on the Uejima cherry blossom paper ball, because this person has stubble on the lips under the nose.
Dead people are nothing to look at, especially when you don't know if there is anyone else at 46 Plum Blossom Lane.
Qin Zhao bypassed the brother who had just died and walked towards the house. Within a distance of less than ten meters, there were a total of three corpses, all of which were still soft. From this, the time of death should not exceed two hours, and they were all men. .
Who is that poor 'she' and why these men died here? With this annoying question that someone Qin couldn't figure out, he simply stopped evasive and walked directly into the four-open door.
Based on his rich professional experience and his own sixth sense, as soon as Qin Zhao entered the room, he concluded that there was no one inside, not even dead people, so he took out his mobile phone and found the light switch on the wall behind the door, and pressed it with a click.
The light above the head was turned on, and the dazzling white light immediately filled the whole room. There was indeed no one in the room, and there was only a messy scene of a fight. Qin Zhao squatted down and glanced under the table and under the bed, and finally his eyes stopped. On a pair of black high boots in front of the bed.
These are a pair of women's high boots, with a novel style, and a pair of black stockings stuffed inside. They seem to be worn normally. Qin Zhao turned over and checked the shoe size. It was size 42, and he could wear such a big size. Women with shoe sizes, in China, except for those female athletes who play basketball, very few girls wear shoes of such a large shoe size.
It can't be her! Based on what happened during the day, Qin Zhao suddenly thought of a person with those shoes in his hand, looked at the messy room again, smiled and said to himself: "It must be running away with bare feet, I just don't know Will she have a chance to wear these shoes again in this life, alas! Let her have them! For the sake of her beautiful feet!"
After wrapping the shoes with a pillow towel, Qin Zhao took a flashlight from the head of the bed, turned around and walked out of the room. By the light of the flashlight, he could clearly see that the three dead brothers outside were not descendants of Yan and Huang. Going to search the body of the dead, he was sure who the poor woman was, but what made him a little puzzled was why they would kill each other.
Qin Zhao quickly walked out of the yard. With the help of the flashlight, he followed the blood on the ground to the other side of Meihua Lane. When he passed the gate of No. 57 Meihua Lane, he came to the end of the alley. the end.
In front is the crop field, and the corn as tall as a person is blown by the wind, making a swishing sound. If it weren't for the faint blood stains on the ground, it would be really difficult to track a person from this environment.
"I don't know if she's still alive or not. If I knew this, I should have come here sooner!" Following the blood-stained path through the cornfield, Qin Zhao came to a forest. It was a cypress forest, and some cypress trees had already It is as thick as a bucket, and it seems to have some history.
"It turns out that there is such a big cemetery here. It seems that this is the burial ground of the legendary soldiers! Hehe! Seniors, come to disturb you late at night. Xiao Zhao first apologizes to you. If you know it underground, please don't." Blame me!" Qin Zhao muttered in a low voice, and took a flashlight into the woods, and suddenly found that there were many tombstones standing there, and there was a wreath behind one of the tombstones, and the shiny tinfoil on the wreath reflected the light of the flashlight.
"It's really a good place for leisure and entertainment to cultivate sentiment!" Now that the flashlight has exposed his whereabouts, Qin Zhao has no scruples, and even the voice of talking to himself is louder than before. Anyway, there is no reaction in the forest , which means that the people inside still can't figure out whether he passed by here for soy sauce, and dare not make any moves easily.
After shaking the flashlight for a while, he turned off the flashlight. Before the flashlight was turned off, he had already seen a few drops of blood on the grass. It seemed that the injured people had hidden in this cemetery.
In such a large cypress forest, there is nowhere to hide ten or eight people in the middle of the night, so Qin Zhao didn't rush in. Anyway, the 'she' inside is not his wife, so why do he have to take risks eagerly? Woolen cloth? In case of bad luck, if there is a bad luck such as losing his head and losing his life, wouldn't the women in the family run away with other men after being sad, but it's not a problem to stand here all the time! Now that I'm here, I have to meet that 'her' no matter what.
The streets in the alley are not very easy to walk because there are no street lights, and some residents are still piled up some sundries in front of the courtyard, so Qin Zhao has to take out his mobile phone, relying on the dim light of the screen, deep and shallow He groped forward with one foot.
Before coming, Qin Zhao found out that the end of this alley leads to the fields in the suburbs, so the cold night wind blows from behind, which makes him always feel chilly and uncomfortable on the back of his neck, especially when there is a sound around him. There is no silence, which gives people a sense of creepiness. However, he has been to places that are more terrifying than this, and he does not believe in those boring ghosts and gods, so apart from feeling a little weird, he really can't find it The reason why he ran home to sleep with his sister Ye in his arms.
"It's so old, how can there be such a ghostly place in Qingdao!" After walking the boss for a while, Qin Zhao stopped, muttered something in a low voice, raised his mobile phone and shook it in front of a courtyard door, blue background The house number in white letters showed that he managed to get to No. 43, and he would be No. 46 after two more courtyard gates.
Now that he was approaching his destination, Qin Zhao put away his cell phone and walked lightly through the courtyard gate of No. 44. Just when he wanted to stay and listen to what was going on in front of him, there was a strong smell of blood. The ground got into his nostrils, making him stop immediately, and hide behind a pile of debris at the door of No. 44.
She is very pitiful, she is very pitiful, who is this 'she', why does this happen in the position of 'her', after listening for a while, Qin Zhao caught a very faint moan in the night x chant.
The late night, the cold wind, the long alley, the increasingly intense smell of blood, and the indistinct moaning and singing in the silence, all these conditions are very suitable for making a horror movie, and Qin is just the most unlucky supporting role, Although he is used to this kind of scene, but due to the subconscious existence of human beings who are afraid of the dark night, his heart beats a little faster. Although his nickname is quite awesome, he is not the real Yama after all.
Qin Zhao stood motionless behind the pile of sundries, listening to the faint groan, until he was sure that the groan came from No. 46 courtyard, and it was getting weaker and weaker. He stood up and walked quickly past No. 45 against the wall, and came to the gate of No. 46 courtyard in Plum Blossom Lane. He bent down, pulled out his x-arms, and slowly stretched out his hand to push the door.
The reason why Qin Zhao is so careful is because Ye Qingling has been instilling in him a thought that makes him laugh and cry recently: the you now do not only belong to yourself! You have three wives, four concubines, and sons and daughters. If you lose your head or lose your life, then your wives will sleep with other men, and your sons and daughters will also have You may call another man's father. If you have to do those dangerous things, then you'd better think about what I said, and think about whether you can accept these facts that may become reality...
Qin Zhao didn't understand at all why the prudish Ye Qingling used to say such bastard words that made him feel pain whenever he thought about it. After thinking about it for several days, he figured out that these words might be Suning's idea, Although he was very disgusted with these words, he had no choice but to keep them firmly in his heart. Right now, it was undoubtedly an opportunity for those women to sleep with other men, so he had to be more careful.
If you want to leave Lao Tzu to seek pleasure, you stinky bitches should give up on it! Qin Zhao cursed in his heart, and pushed the door a little harder.
That door opened.
The wooden courtyard door slowly turned back, and the door hinge made a slight and creepy creaking sound. At the same time, the faint moaning and singing in the courtyard also stopped. Qin Zhao immediately stopped pushing the door. Withdrawing his hand, he found that his hand was stuck by the door panel, and he brought it to the tip of his nose to smell it. A very fresh smell of blood came to his nostrils immediately. There was blood on the door panel, and it had not completely solidified. I looked inside for a while, but it was so dark that I couldn't see why.
Being good at kung fu does not mean that you are not afraid of death. Those who do things without considering the consequences are basically careless masters, and Qin Dashao, who has three wives and four concubines, will not be as aggressive as before even if his head is squeezed by the door. Not afraid of death, because he is not alone now, he has too many worries, he only dodges into the yard after he is fully prepared.
Hey, people are dead and birds are up to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. If God insists on letting those women sleep with other men, no matter how careful I am, it will be useless. What do you do! Anyway, being so careful made me very uncomfortable... After entering the gate, the more intense smell of blood immediately reminded Qin Zhao of the familiar killing pleasure of "Yue Hei Feng Gao Murder Night", and Ye Qingling's "alarmist words" 'Throwing it out of the blue, the tiger's body was shocked, and he suddenly became angry. He held the military thorn in his hand, and walked briskly into the yard.
The yard was quiet, and the groaning and singing had completely stopped. If it wasn't for the increasingly thick smell of blood that brought Qin Zhao to a person curled up on the ground, he even suspected that the groaning and chanting had never happened before, so he glanced coldly at it. The surrounding area was still so quiet, and there were no monsters of the opposite sex jumping out of the night, which reassured him a lot, and at the same time reminded himself to watch less horror movies in the future, so as not to wear down his courage.
Slowly bending down, Qin Zhao reached out and touched the man's face on the ground. The tentacles were still warm. When he put his fingers under the man's nose, he couldn't feel any breathing. The man died. , but definitely not the 'her' on the Uejima cherry blossom paper ball, because this person has stubble on the lips under the nose.
Dead people are nothing to look at, especially when you don't know if there is anyone else at 46 Plum Blossom Lane.
Qin Zhao bypassed the brother who had just died and walked towards the house. Within a distance of less than ten meters, there were a total of three corpses, all of which were still soft. From this, the time of death should not exceed two hours, and they were all men. .
Who is that poor 'she' and why these men died here? With this annoying question that someone Qin couldn't figure out, he simply stopped evasive and walked directly into the four-open door.
Based on his rich professional experience and his own sixth sense, as soon as Qin Zhao entered the room, he concluded that there was no one inside, not even dead people, so he took out his mobile phone and found the light switch on the wall behind the door, and pressed it with a click.
The light above the head was turned on, and the dazzling white light immediately filled the whole room. There was indeed no one in the room, and there was only a messy scene of a fight. Qin Zhao squatted down and glanced under the table and under the bed, and finally his eyes stopped. On a pair of black high boots in front of the bed.
These are a pair of women's high boots, with a novel style, and a pair of black stockings stuffed inside. They seem to be worn normally. Qin Zhao turned over and checked the shoe size. It was size 42, and he could wear such a big size. Women with shoe sizes, in China, except for those female athletes who play basketball, very few girls wear shoes of such a large shoe size.
It can't be her! Based on what happened during the day, Qin Zhao suddenly thought of a person with those shoes in his hand, looked at the messy room again, smiled and said to himself: "It must be running away with bare feet, I just don't know Will she have a chance to wear these shoes again in this life, alas! Let her have them! For the sake of her beautiful feet!"
After wrapping the shoes with a pillow towel, Qin Zhao took a flashlight from the head of the bed, turned around and walked out of the room. By the light of the flashlight, he could clearly see that the three dead brothers outside were not descendants of Yan and Huang. Going to search the body of the dead, he was sure who the poor woman was, but what made him a little puzzled was why they would kill each other.
Qin Zhao quickly walked out of the yard. With the help of the flashlight, he followed the blood on the ground to the other side of Meihua Lane. When he passed the gate of No. 57 Meihua Lane, he came to the end of the alley. the end.
In front is the crop field, and the corn as tall as a person is blown by the wind, making a swishing sound. If it weren't for the faint blood stains on the ground, it would be really difficult to track a person from this environment.
"I don't know if she's still alive or not. If I knew this, I should have come here sooner!" Following the blood-stained path through the cornfield, Qin Zhao came to a forest. It was a cypress forest, and some cypress trees had already It is as thick as a bucket, and it seems to have some history.
"It turns out that there is such a big cemetery here. It seems that this is the burial ground of the legendary soldiers! Hehe! Seniors, come to disturb you late at night. Xiao Zhao first apologizes to you. If you know it underground, please don't." Blame me!" Qin Zhao muttered in a low voice, and took a flashlight into the woods, and suddenly found that there were many tombstones standing there, and there was a wreath behind one of the tombstones, and the shiny tinfoil on the wreath reflected the light of the flashlight.
"It's really a good place for leisure and entertainment to cultivate sentiment!" Now that the flashlight has exposed his whereabouts, Qin Zhao has no scruples, and even the voice of talking to himself is louder than before. Anyway, there is no reaction in the forest , which means that the people inside still can't figure out whether he passed by here for soy sauce, and dare not make any moves easily.
After shaking the flashlight for a while, he turned off the flashlight. Before the flashlight was turned off, he had already seen a few drops of blood on the grass. It seemed that the injured people had hidden in this cemetery.
In such a large cypress forest, there is nowhere to hide ten or eight people in the middle of the night, so Qin Zhao didn't rush in. Anyway, the 'she' inside is not his wife, so why do he have to take risks eagerly? Woolen cloth? In case of bad luck, if there is a bad luck such as losing his head and losing his life, wouldn't the women in the family run away with other men after being sad, but it's not a problem to stand here all the time! Now that I'm here, I have to meet that 'her' no matter what.
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