Chapter 110 Chapter 110

"I've heard that," Li Qingshan looked at the old servant, "ghosts become more powerful when they are near a corpse. I followed the traces all the way here, but there are no traces here. Was it cleaned up by the ghost dragging the corpse?"

"I don't know about that," the old servant shook his head, "maybe someone cleaned it up, or maybe a lot of bugs happened to pass by and covered up the traces. But you can try."

"I also heard that," Li Qingshan lowered his eyes, "fire is the most yang and strong thing, it can burn away evil, is that true?"

The old servant shook his head again: "I don't know, but maybe."

Li Qingshan nodded: "Okay, thank you."

"Don't you have any other questions? If you don't ask any more, We are about to go back." The old servant looked at him and said.

"No more," he shook his head, "you go back."

"Remember to go to the restaurant before dinner," the old servant could not help reminding, "If it is late, there will be no food. If you don't go back after dark, we will not open the door."

"You said it once before, we have remembered it." Li Qingshan nodded.

The old servant sighed, took the others away, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "No matter how many times I say it, it's the same. Few people remember it. It's useless!"

Li Qingshan and Taylor entered the grove. The grove was just as Ruoji had said before, eerie, cool, and quiet. The wind gave people goosebumps. There were trees and shadows everywhere. You could see insects crawling on the leaves, but there were no larger animals, no people, no corpses, no blood or hair.

They walked in carefully, and before they had walked far, Li Qingshan suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him. The wind sounded strange. It didn't blow from the back to the front, but from the bottom to the top.

Li Qingshan turned around and found that Taylor was gone. He was completely gone, without any trace, just like before, no blood, no hair, and no cloth left.

Only the footprints on the ground could prove that someone had just stood here, and that they did not walk out or run away, but simply disappeared, because apart from the footprints of standing, there was no sign of leaving.

Li Qingshan stood there to make sure Taylor would not suddenly run back. He turned around and did not see anyone, so he tried to contact Taylor and used the same eyes as him.

He saw what Taylor saw. The position was a bit high. If he was just standing there, with his height, what he saw would not be like that. He seemed to be hung up by someone.

Hanging on a tree not far away.

With a rope around his neck, he couldn't breathe, his eyes were bulging with bloodshot, and everything he saw was filled with a red color. He could vaguely feel that there were people hanging on the trees around him.

Those people were looking at him, but he couldn't see them clearly. They were like flashes in his eyes, appearing and disappearing, and their positions did not change.

Li Qingshan looked over and found Taylor hanging from a tree with his feet off the ground.

His cheeks were red and his lips were purple. He held the rope around his neck tightly with both hands and stretched his neck. The rope was just around the place where the mark appeared on his neck before, not more, not less.

Li Qingshan tried to reach out and hold Taylor's legs to push him up. He barely managed to catch his breath, but just as he took a breath and before he could say anything, the rope around his neck suddenly tightened and went up.

He was hung up again, this time in a higher position, even more breathless, and the redness on his face that had not yet dispersed gathered again.

Li Qingshan sighed and said to him, "Hold on for a while, I'll try to untie the rope."

Taylor closed his eyes and nodded.

Li Qingshan looked at the trees around him, tried to climb up, lay on the high branches, and reached down from top to bottom, trying to untie the rope around Taylor's neck.

But at this point, he looked closely and found that the rope around Taylor's neck was not tied at all, but just crossed, as if it was tied.

The reason why the rope could hang Taylor up was because there was a miserable white kid squatting on the branch.

The kid's face was slightly red, and he was grinning with his teeth bared. The corners of his mouth were hooked behind his ears, and blood was oozing out bit by bit, emitting a fishy smell. He lowered his head, holding the rope in his hands, and pulled it back with both hands. His eyes were full of interest, and his eyes were staring at Taylor who was about to suffocate to death. He looked very happy.

Li Qingshan immediately reached out and slapped the kid's head twice, one on the left and one on the right, and immediately the back of the kid's head was crooked.

Li Qingshan could hear a crackling sound from the kid's neck, as if the bones inside had broken. The kid tilted his head, which was a very unnatural posture. The angle of the tilt was very exaggerated, and a living person could not do it at all.

The kid seemed to have not expected someone to attack him from behind. He paused for a moment, slowly turned his head, and let out a sharp scream from his throat. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Li Qingshan fiercely, as if he wanted him to die immediately.

Li Qingshan broke off a branch nearby and whipped it towards the kid. There was a series of crackling sounds. Because of the speed and force, the branch made a sound of wind in the air, which sounded like a whistling sound.

With two swipes, the kid used his legs to jump towards him, probably wanting to jump on him, grab his hair, slap him, and remove his head from his neck, but he was half a beat slower and was severely slapped by Li Qingshan.

The kid rolled to the ground, holding his head and crying, like a child, rolling on the ground twice, and soon disappeared, as if he had entered a place that ordinary people could not see.

After the kid fell, he let go of his hands, and the rope in his hands naturally could not continue to hang Taylor in the air.

Taylor fell down with his back against the tree trunk, kneeling on his knees, supporting his body with his hands, taking two deep breaths, and barely stood up.

He was stunned when he raised his head.

There was a person hanging on every tree around.

He had been dead for a long time, his face was pale, his red tongue was slightly gray, sticking out of his mouth, he couldn't retract it at all, staring with his eyes, as if he was jealous and resentful.

He was panting, and the rope around his neck was getting tighter and tighter. The loop of the rope around his neck was so small that even a fist couldn't be stuffed in. It was hard to imagine how a living person's neck could be stuffed in.

Li Qingshan got down from the tree, still holding the branch he had just picked in his hand. He used his free hand to pull Taylor up from the ground, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder.

Li Qingshan looked around and said seriously, "Maybe the body of the young girl is hidden in here. Just in case, let's look for it.

It would be bad if the body is hiding in there and we are in a hurry to leave, and then we can't come back after leaving. "

Taylor nodded and reached out to touch his neck. The mark on his neck was much redder than before he came in, slightly purple, and swollen. Now it was very difficult for this body to breathe.

Because every time he breathed, he could clearly feel the burning pain in his throat, which made him want to vomit.

And he was dizzy now, and his temples were aching from time to time, as if there was a trumpet-blowing clown inside, eager to jump out and join the circus performance.

His arms also hurt, especially the lower side of his elbows, where the two lines were, like the shrimp string of a shrimp, and the pain was being pulled out.

"Found it! "Taylor stopped under a tree and called to Li Qingshan in a weak voice.

Li Qingshan hurried over and helped him up. He stood up and waved. Li Qingshan looked up at the person hanging on the tree. It was indeed a young girl. She

had been dead for some time. Her face was calm and very peaceful, but she was bleeding from all seven orifices. At first glance, it was easy to mistake her face for a ghastly one. Her hands and feet were hanging down, motionless.

"Take it down?" Taylor asked.

Li Qingshan nodded, tried to climb up the tree and said, "I'll take the rope and you take it from below, okay? "

Taylor responded.

Li Qingshan climbed up the tree and threw the rope out. The young girl's body fell to the ground with a bang. Taylor pulled it and prevented the body from falling too badly.

Li Qingshan climbed down the tree, looked at the body and said, "Looking at her expression, she didn't show any fear or pain before death, which is different from the situation in the room. Could it be a mistake?"

Taylor shook his head: "There is no second one. Maybe she encountered something after running out of the room. "

Li Qingshan nodded, looked around, pulled up one leg of the corpse, Taylor pulled up the other leg of the corpse, and the two walked out,

but they couldn't get out for a while. Li Qingshan kicked the corpse's legs hard, and this time he finally got out. It was already late, and they quickly dragged the corpse back to the house.

The servant who opened the door was startled when he saw the corpse, and subconsciously blocked the door and said, "Stop! You can't come in! I'm going to find the housekeeper!" As

he said that, he closed the door, ran away, and opened the door again. The old servant had a calm expression and appeared behind the door. He looked at the two of them carefully, smiled slowly and said, "Come in."

The servant opened the door.

Li Qingshan asked, "How are corpses in the village dealt with? "

Buried or burned," the old servant sighed, "what else can it do?"

"Where was it burned?" Li Qingshan asked.

The old servant stared at him for a long time with an unclear look in his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes. He smiled and said, "This is not something outsiders can inquire about."

"You don't have to tell me," Li Qingshan didn't care. He waved his hand and dragged the body across the threshold with Taylor and said, "Anyway, there is a fire in the kitchen. It will definitely burn under the stove!"

The old servant was stunned, his face changed and he stared at him, with a little anger, he said, "You dare?"

"Then what do you say we should do? "Li Qingshan dragged the corpse, turned his head and asked the old servant.

The old servant laughed out of anger, stared at him, his voice suddenly became unclear, and there was a gurgling sound in the background when he spoke, like the cry of a drowning person under the water.

"I said," the old servant took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his chest, "you can't enter the kitchen!"

Li Qingshan lifted the corpse and smiled, "Rules are made by people, and there are exceptions to everything. Can you be flexible? Otherwise, what should we do?"

The old servant snorted coldly, glanced at him and said angrily, "That's your business! What does it have to do with us? Do whatever you want! Why should I be flexible? "

Li Qingshan shrugged, and continued to move forward with Taylor dragging the corpse. His steps were impatient, but his tone seemed helpless as

he said, "There's nothing we can do! I'll go to the kitchen now." The old servant walked in front of him and stopped him and said, "What about the others?"

Li Qingshan was stunned for a moment, feeling puzzled: "What do the others have to do with me? When I was dying, they didn't help me. You just said, you can do whatever you want. Then I came up with a solution, why don't you allow me to do it?"

"That's not what I meant!" The old servant was so angry that his face turned red.

"What do you mean?" Li Qingshan looked at him and asked.

"You really don't consider them? They came with you! "If you insist on going into the kitchen, we won't be polite to them, and we can't guarantee what they can eat afterwards!" The old servant stared at him and said with gritted teeth.

"It doesn't matter!" Li Qingshan replied.

"Okay!" The old servant sneered, "If you say so, I can't help it. I can let you go into the kitchen, and I can also let you burn a fire in it to destroy the body, but you will bear all the consequences yourself!"

Li Qingshan nodded and smiled, "Of course! What do you do that doesn't involve taking the consequences yourself?"

Seeing that he was still so frivolous, the old servant was so angry that even his hair stood up faintly. He stared with his eyes and said, "Don't think that it's a good thing for me to let you in!"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and asked, "Then tell me, what is a good thing? What else do you want to do?"

The old servant stared at him closely, like an owl on a tree branch at night, waiting for the corpse to appear and then report the death immediately. He gritted his teeth and showed a twisted smile, snorted coldly and said: "You can't go in in the first place. If I let you in, you must listen to me and follow our rules, otherwise I won't allow you to go in!"

Li Qingshan nodded and asked: "What words and what rules? Please tell me!"

The old servant closed his eyes, slowly showed a sinister smile and said: "The kitchen is very hot, but there is no air conditioning, so there is a special fan. Any temperature of wind blowing from anywhere is normal.

You are not allowed to look, search, or turn it off.

Because there are always people in the kitchen, when you leave the kitchen, other people who stay in the kitchen also have to use the fan. If you turn off the fan, they will not let you go!

They don't like idle people either, thinking that it affects their work. You'd better not disturb them, and don't do anything other than what you were asked to do.

There are hooks on the ceiling of the kitchen, and ingredients are hung on the hooks, both fresh and not fresh. You'd better not look up after entering, otherwise it is easy to bump into the hooks, which is more likely to contaminate the food on the hooks. The food contaminated by you cannot be eaten.

If it's not in the kitchen, it's not a big deal. The contaminated food can be thrown away directly. You are guests, so you don't have to pay. But in the kitchen, everyone works very hard. If you affect their work results, they will be very angry.

I don't know whether they will fight you to the death or make you into food as compensation. You'd better not contaminate the food!

Everyone in the kitchen cares about the progress of the work. Don't talk after entering to avoid disturbing them. If something happens in that place, it's not a trivial matter. If it explodes accidentally, you will all die!"

Li Qingshan nodded: "I understand. "

I have nothing to say," the old servant took a deep breath, "You can go to the kitchen by yourselves now. It is best not to be seen by other people on the way. If someone asks, we don't know anything. Don't involve us, otherwise if there is a quarrel, you will be the one to be blamed!" "

It's all about me and my friend," Li Qingshan nodded, smiled and bit his words, "It has nothing to do with you!"

The old servant's face looked very bad, with a hint of black in the green, like a zombie, or a wilted vegetable. I don't know if it was because of the light, but his facial lines were very stiff.

"Go. "The old servant looked at Li Qingshan and said.

Li Qingshan nodded, thought about it, and lifted the body with Taylor, and followed the servant to the kitchen door.

"You just go in," said the servant, "After you go in, deal with the body by yourselves, and come out by yourself. Don't disturb the work of the people inside! I'm leaving."

After he said that, he turned around and ran away impatiently.

Li Qingshan blinked, and he grabbed him quickly. Taylor stood on the other side of the servant, blocking him with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, what are you afraid of?"

"Yeah," Li Qingshan showed the same smile, and he and Taylor squeezed the person in the middle, one hand tightly pinched the other's wrist, and no matter how the other struggled, he didn't let go, "Tell us? "

Sounds like a ruffian. "

The servant's face suddenly turned red with anger, and he was a little panicked and almost stuttered when he spoke: "You can't do this to me!"

Taylor pressed the servant's shoulder and said, "Don't be polite with us. We really don't want to say it, but we won't make it difficult for you. Come in with us and help us carry the body! This thing is quite heavy." As

he spoke, a subtle smile appeared on his face.

The servant shuddered, gritted his teeth, and said with a blue face: "I don't want to go in! I don't want to help you carry the body! Ask whatever you want to ask! I can't guarantee that I will tell you! "

He seemed very angry, but people who are angry would shout at the same time, but he didn't.

He deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that something would hear him, or as if he was afraid that something would crawl out of his throat.

Li Qingshan blinked, moved closer to him, looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Apart from what the old servant told us, is there anything else we need to pay attention to when entering the kitchen?"

"No," the servant sneered, "even if there is, I don't know. How can I know something that the old servant doesn't know? I'm not as good as him! I'm not as old as him, my position is not as high as his, and I don't manage as many things as him. Those things are all his responsibility."

"Has anything happened in the kitchen before?" Taylor asked.

"Where hasn't something happened? There have been so many things! I can't finish talking about them all at once. "The servant glanced at him with anger in his eyes, but also with a suppressed sense of pleasure of revenge, and suddenly laughed.

"When was the last time something happened?" Li Qingshan asked.

"Who knows! I don't remember it. It was probably the day before you came." The servant said with a half-smile.

"Okay. "Li Qingshan nodded and looked at Taylor.

The servant thought they were going to let him go, his face lit up, he gritted his teeth and said in hatred: Wait for me! One day, I will definitely take revenge. Even if you don't die in the kitchen today, I will not let you leave within seven days!

Li Qingshan and Taylor let go at the same time, and the servant was about to run. Li Qingshan and Taylor grabbed him again at the same time, threw him into the kitchen, and then threw the body in.

The servant staggered into the kitchen from the door, and the whole person was stunned. He didn't slow down for a while, and stood there stupidly, motionless, as if he had been petrified.

When the body smashed in, the servant trembled all over, his face was pale, trembling, and he turned his head to look behind him. , saw a corpse on the ground, screamed in fear and jumped up.

When he jumped up, his back bumped into a man.

The man was very tall and very strong, holding a long and big sharp knife in his hand. He was wearing a white chef's uniform and a greasy apron. The muscles on his arms were shiny, and his skin was a mixture of soy sauce and wheat. His face was gloomy. He stood there like a wall, and there was a bang when he was hit.

The servant fell forward and fell to the ground. The man was still standing, without even a little shake, very stable. He took a step forward, opened his palm as big as a palm fan, and lifted the servant up with one hand. The servant

's face became even paler, and he trembled with his hands clasped together and prayed, "Don't kill me! There are two better ones outside! They will be coming in soon! It's stronger than me, chewier, and more delicious!"

The man sneered, raised his arm, and threw the man down like a fish. With a bang, the servant, whose limbs were dangling in the air like water, died on the ground with his brain bursting.

The man reached out and picked up the body on the ground, glanced at the body of the young girl not far away, showing a look of disgust at seeing low-quality meat, and looked out the door again. He saw Li Qingshan and Taylor, and smiled with interest at seeing fresh and high-quality ingredients, and turned away.

Li Qingshan whispered to Taylor: "I hope we won't run into him when we go in."

"If you ask me, it doesn't matter if we run into him," Taylor smiled, "It's a good opportunity to feel carefully how the kitchen handles the ingredients."

Li Qingshan nodded and whispered: "Let's go in. "

The two walked in with their eyes down, bent down, picked up the body, and continued to move forward step by step. The kitchen was really hot, just like being roasted by the fire, and it felt like the whole person would be roasted soon.

After walking a few steps, they were sweating profusely. Their faces were red, but their lips gradually turned white. Their clothes were quickly soaked, and they seemed to have just been pulled out of the water, and they were a little breathless.