Gravekeeper

Figures followed one after another up the stairs on the second floor.

Chu Qing walked at the back, carrying the statue of the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth, and slowly came to the second floor.

Everyone stood in front of a closed door.

Then, everyone saw clearly that even Zhou Yingzhu, who had always maintained his posture, couldn't help but take a deep breath, obviously very nervous.

This scene made Master Zhishan's disciples and assistants a little nervous.

Although, after following the master for so many years, there has always been nothing else in the world, and feudal superstition is not good.

However, the strange thing that suddenly appeared this morning is still very worrying.

'Crack! '

Without giving the others room to think more, the door slowly opened.

At some point, Chu Qing's eyes had completely narrowed. He was not in a hurry to enter, and he didn't even face the study door.

As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength.

There are so many people in front of him, why should he rush up?

If these people use their lives to explore the strange killing rules, they can be regarded as dying for what they deserve.

However, he did not wait for anything unusual.

Even, after Master Zhishan walked into the door, he walked around and said:

"Mr. Zhou, where is your evil thing?"

However, Zhou Yingzhu ignored Master Zhishan, but smiled at Chu Qing who was still standing outside the door:

"Chu, you can't be so timid in your line of work!"

Chu Qing smiled: "It's better to be patient."

However, Chu Qing did not continue to hide, but followed Zhou Yingzhu and walked into the study room which was even larger than the living room of other people's houses.

In an instant, his eyes slowly turned and locked on something.

An indescribable chill began to gradually spread.

Sure enough, this woman knew the strange traces a long time ago.

It was a painting.

A vertical painting.

The content of the painting was not special:

Zhong Kui riding a tiger!

And it was obvious that this should be an old thing, very open.

Perhaps it was because it was too open.

The Zhong Kui in the painting of Zhong Kui riding a tiger looked very thin, but the tiger under the crotch of the legendary judge was vivid, as if it was about to jump out of the painting and eat people alive.

Chu Qing understood.

"Mr. Zhou, what kind of evil thing is this?"

As expected, Zhou Yingzhu pointed to the position above. It was indeed the painting of Zhong Kui riding a tiger.

Master Zhishan took a look at the thing and walked forward a little. What's more, almost at the moment when his eyes were locked, the tiger in the painting seemed to jump out of the painting directly, which made him terrified and hurriedly stepped back a few steps.

He blinked, and at some point, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Is it an illusion? Or something else?

He glanced at everyone else around him, and Chu Qing sat behind the tea table at some point.

Zhou Yingzhu stood at the door, and his assistants and disciples looked at him curiously. Obviously, they didn't see what happened just now.

So... is it really just an illusion?

Master Zhishan coughed lightly and looked directly at the two monks behind him:

"Shi Ming, Shi Yuan! You two come here and take this picture off the wall."

"Yes!"

The two young monks responded quickly, and then each took a step forward and came to the picture of Zhong Kui riding a tiger.

They were about to reach out their hands.

However, at this moment, the two monks' movements paused at this moment.

It was as if they were suddenly cast with a spell of immobilization, and they all stood in place, motionless.

At this moment, even Master Zhishan and the remaining two assistants found something wrong:

"Shiming, Shiyuan, what are you doing? Move quickly!"

However, before he finished speaking, a terrifying roar sounded in this closed study:

"Roar!"

This roar was like a tiger coming down the mountain.

So harsh, so loud!

However, the scene at this time was so bloody.

In the shocked and horrified eyes of Master Zhishan and the remaining two assistants, the two disciples Shiming and Shiyuan seemed to recover from the state of immobilization in an instant.

Then, one of them covered his stomach and the other touched his neck.

The next second...

'Puff...'

The terrifying crimson sprayed out.

One had a huge through wound in his stomach, and his stomach was rotten. The other was even more miserable. The original bald head disappeared without a trace.

The spurting blood was all stained on the painting of "Zhong Kui Riding a Tiger".

The rest was not stained at all.

Then, the body seemed to be dragged by something.

"Ah..."

The piercing scream sounded, but it was not from Zhou Yingzhu, the only woman present, but from Master Zhishan.

Then, the master with white eyebrows ran towards the door of Zhou Yingzhu's study without thinking.

Then, the running body suddenly stopped in place, then raised his hands and slowly retreated.

Zhou Yingzhu's expression was indifferent, and he didn't know when he had already held a black pistol in his hand, and coldly pointed it at Master Zhishan who was shaking like a sieve.

"Donor Zhou, what are you doing? What are you doing? There is a ghost in this room, and there is a ghost in that painting!"

Zhou Yingzhu said calmly: "I know, so I found a master to help me exorcise the ghost, didn't I? Master, you have already received the deposit, you don't want to run away, do you?"

"Deposit... Yes, deposit."

Master Zhishan said hurriedly: "Donor Zhou, I will return the deposit to you, you can find someone else to do this job, by the way, isn't Chu Qing still here? I will give him the money, you can go find him."

In response to him, there was a very crisp gunshot.

'Bang! '

Even Chu Qing didn't expect that Zhou Yingzhu actually fired a gun.

The scream like a pig being slaughtered, accompanied by the blood-red bullet hole on Master Zhishan's shoulder, proved the direction of the shot.

"Master Zhishan, no one in Luocheng, or even in Zhongyuan Province, has ever told you that I, Zhou Yingzhu, can take or throw away my money as I please?"

Then she looked at the two men who were equally terrified. Her superb marksmanship and the narrow environment of the study clearly left no room for them to fight back:

"And you, now, go and take down that painting!"

However, everyone had seen the fate of Shi Ming and Shi Yuan just now, so who dared to do anything?

And Master Zhishan reacted very quickly. He saw Chu Qing, who was calm and composed, and even took out a kettle to pour himself a glass of water.

If there really are ghosts in this world,

then, is the reminder of that damn mobile phone correct?

Does this young man who looks evil really have some tricks?

So, he crawled over directly:

"Donor, donor, if you save my life, I will give you my Range Rover..."

Chu Qing glanced at the white-browed monk who was pulling his trouser legs, and almost laughed out loud.

The effect of Yin Caishen was quite effective. At this critical moment of life and death, this guy still wanted to give himself only a broken car?

He smiled and nodded: "Master, don't worry."

So, he put down the water cup, took a sip and said:

"Sister Zhou, how about we discuss something?"

Zhou Yingzhu frowned, and the dark muzzle of the gun was already pointed at Chu Qing:

"Chu, I originally let you go first for Suyun's sake, why do you want to die? As for them, do you know how many people this old bald donkey has deceived during this period?

Even how many female believers have been deceived, and how many families have been broken up?"

Chu Qing put down the water cup :

"You are right, but you are sincere in what you said, so don't worry, for Sister Yun's sake, I will leave you a way out as long as you give me what I want."

Facing Zhou Yingzhu's surprised eyes, Chu Qing continued:

"I want to discuss another matter with you. After these people are killed by the painting ghost inside, leave their bodies. I have another guy who is hungry."

At this point, Chu Qing looked out the window of the study.

At some point, the black crow appeared there, opened its blood-red beak, and pecked at the window frantically, staring at the spurting blood and the two bodies in the room.

The crazy eyes made everyone present tremble with fear.

Chu Qing walked to the window, opened it, and let Yagui in. Then he turned around and continued: "Of course, if you, the accomplice of the tiger, can't make the decision, then I will just do it, and I can have a good fight with this cat myself."