"Mommy—"

The fat guy probably couldn't run anymore. His legs gave way and he fell forward onto the ground.

The headless ghost caught up and reached out its ghostly hand, grabbing onto the fat guy's waistband.

The fat guy held onto his pants and shouted, "You pervert, don't take off my pants!"

I hurried over and slapped a ghost-repelling talisman on the headless ghost. It emitted a burst of black smoke, spun around twice, and rolled into a corner.

This headless ghost didn't seem as powerful as Wang Zhou, so I decided to deal with it first.

I took out another ghost-repelling talisman and charged at the headless ghost.

Suddenly, someone rushed out from somewhere and knocked me down to the ground.

Because it happened so suddenly, I couldn't dodge in time and was immediately dazed, with stars dancing before my eyes.

I rubbed my dizzy head and looked up, only to see a middle-aged man with graying temples standing in front of me.

I was stunned for a moment, then shocked. This middle-aged man who suddenly appeared looked exactly like the one in the black and white photo, Wang Jian. I remembered his name.

Wow, another powerful ghost!

I suddenly thought, could this Wang Jian be Wang Zhou's father? And that Wang Liang, could he be Wang Jian's father, Wang Zhou's grandfather, spanning three generations?

"You dare to ambush me, Cheng Ge! I'll kill you!" The fat guy picked up a brick from the ground and smashed it directly on Wang Jian's head.

The brick shattered into pieces, but Wang Jian stood there like a wooden stake, with a silly expression on his face, blood dripping from his head.

The fat guy looked at the broken brick and cursed, "You old ghost, you really have a thick skull. I ** ing don't believe I can't kill you!"

As the fat guy cursed, he picked up the brick again and was about to smash it down on Wang Jian. I quickly stopped him and said, "Wait, fat guy, hold on. This old man doesn't seem like a ghost!"

The fat guy furrowed his brows and said, "If he's not a ghost, then what is he?"

"A... human," I said.

The fat guy shook his head like a drum, "Human? How is that possible? The whole Wang family village is full of ghosts. How could there still be humans? Cheng Ge, don't let this old ghost confuse you!"

"Try it and you'll see!" I suddenly took action and slapped the ghost-repelling talisman on Wang Jian's face.

Wang Jian didn't react at all, there was no black smoke coming from his face, he just smiled foolishly at me.

I told the fat guy, "See, the ghost-repelling talisman has no effect on him. He must be human, not a ghost!"

Saying that, I tore off the ghost-repelling talisman.

The fat guy said, "Hey, it seems like he really is a human! But, I feel like something's not right with this old man. Could he have been knocked silly by the brick I just hit him with?"

Actually, I had already noticed that Wang Jian wasn't quite right. His expression and silly smile gave me the first impression that there might be something wrong with his brain, that he was a fool!

Wang Jian looked silly, touched his bleeding head, then looked at his blood-stained hands, and yelled, "Blood... so much blood..."

Wang Jian was a living person, so why would there be a memorial tablet for him outside?

Was he the only survivor of the Wang family village?

Was it possible that Wang Jian was scared crazy after witnessing what happened to the Wang family village?

I suddenly felt sorry for Wang Jian. Everyone around him had died, leaving him alone to wander in this ghost village day after day.

"Well... village... end... well... leave the village..."

Wang Jian spoke unclearly, stuttering, and said something inexplicable to us.

The fat guy asked me what Wang Jian was saying, and I frowned, "He seems to be talking about a well. There's a well at the end of the village, maybe we can leave the Wang family village from there!"

"Is it true or false? This old man is crazy, can his words be trusted?" the fat guy asked.

I said, "No matter if it's true or false, we have to try it! Let's hurry up and leave here, go back to meet up with Xie Lao Ba and the others, and then go to the end of the village. Hopefully, this crazy old man's words are true!"

Wang Jian ran towards the headless ghost and suddenly shouted, "Dad... Dad... don't hurt my dad... don't hurt my dad..."

The fat guy and I looked at each other, huh? This headless ghost is Wang Jian's father?

I immediately thought of those three black and white photos, and my heart trembled. Could this headless ghost be Wang Liang?!

I quickly reviewed it in my mind: Wang Liang is the grandfather, Wang Jian is the father, and Wang Zhou is the grandson.

So, this grandson Wang Zhou actually tied up his own grandfather Wang Liang with iron chains and treated him like a dog?

What happened to the Wang family? How could this family be so strange and abnormal?

But more unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Jian actually shouted at Wang Zhou, "Little brother... stop **... little brother... you cut off Dad's head... do you want to cut off other people's heads too..."

Wang Jian actually called Wang Zhou his little brother?!

This greatly exceeded my expectations. Wang Jian was at least in his forties, while Wang Zhou was less than twenty. The age difference between them was so huge, yet they were brothers?!

And this headless corpse, Wang Liang, was the father of Wang Jian and Wang Zhou. The reason Wang Liang became a headless corpse was because he had his head cut off by his youngest son, Wang Zhou?!

Fuck, this soap opera is too melodramatic!

But one thing can be certain, there was a horrifying and bloody history within this prestigious Wang family village. The story was extremely complicated, and we couldn't understand it in a short time.

Wang Zhou roared angrily, stood up against the wall.

Wang Jian ran towards Wang Zhou and hugged him, but shouted at us, "Run... run..."

My heart warmed up. I didn't expect this crazy Wang Jian to actually stand up and save us.

I nodded and pulled the fat guy to run out of the old house.

We ran like crazy all the way back to the courtyard and jumped over the wall.

The five ghosts cried to me, "Boss, you're finally back, we can't hold on much longer!"

Xie Lao Ba and the others saw me come back and hurriedly came forward to ask me about the situation.

I said I heard that there's a well at the end of the village, which might be the way out. I asked everyone to follow me and go to the end of the village immediately.

As I said this, I suddenly realized something was wrong. It seemed like someone was missing.

After careful counting, I found that Niu Fu Gui was missing.

I quickly asked Xie Lao Ba, "Where's Niu Fu Gui? Why isn't he here?"

Xie Lao Ba said, "Don't worry about that old guy. He slipped away quietly while we weren't paying attention!"

Slipped away quietly?!

The outside is filled with lone souls and wild ghosts. Niu Fu Gui doesn't know any Taoist techniques, and he doesn't have any talismans. How can a pair of bare fists fight against ghosts? By slipping away quietly, isn't he just asking for death?

I sighed. Niu Fu Gui is too selfish. He only thinks about saving himself, without realizing that it will harm him instead.