Dead Man Sitting on a Stool
Chapter 982:Dead Man Sitting on a Stool
I was speechless to Zhang Lao Dao, and as soon as I got to the key place, this guy gave the old man a calf.
Throwing the peach wood sword on the bed, I asked Zhang Lao Dao to bring me the stool, Zhang Lao Dao listened to my words, and put his hand down, and gave me to move the stool.
I asked Zhang Lao Dao to put the stool on the ground, and after Zhang Lao Dao was released, I lifted my foot, stepped on the stool, and looked up at Jia San.
I held out my hand, put Jia San's body down, and when I put it on the bed, I looked at Jia San's body carefully and reached out to touch Jia San's face.
I frowned tightly, and my heart felt that it was not easy.
"Jia San has already died."I took a deep breath and looked at the opening of Jia San’s body.
Listening to my words, Zhang Lao Dao immediately shook his head at me, "It's impossible, Master, this Jia San only saw this morning, how can he have already died."
"You touch his face."I pointed to Jia San's pale face and said to Zhang Lao.
Zhang Lao Dao immediately shook his head and shrunk his hand back.
"We left for only about an hour, it is reasonable to say, if Jia San died an hour ago, the body will be at least a little warm, but now Jia San body is not at all difficult, the body is cold and like an ice cube, and look at Jia San's face, this guy died for at least three days, the body began to emit a little body stinking."I spoke lightly.
Listen to me, the old man shook his head and said it was impossible.
I said to Zhang Lao Dao, "Nothing is impossible, the Jia San we saw before is not Jia San at all, the real Jia San is dead, and that Jia San is just a fake."
The more Zhang Lao listened to the whole person, the more shocked it became, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.
“Do you remember what Jasper looked like when we first saw it?”I turned my head to the old man.
Zhang Lao Dao listened to my words, fell into thought, after a while raised his head, looked at me, and looked at the dead Jia San, Zhang Lao Dao said: "Before we saw Jia San, his face is very dirty, clothes are also dirty, just like the beggar, not even worse than the beggar."
I nodded, I did not know Jia San at that time, so as soon as I saw that Jia San, it gave me a feeling of being dirty.
Now that I saw the dead Jia San, I knew that the reason why Jia San had turned himself into a nervous and dirty look, was to cover up his face, so that others could not see clearly, what was the difference between him and the real Jia San.
Only in this way can this false Jia San can achieve the unknown of God's ghosts.
As for why the fake Jia San pretends to be Jia San, I don't know.
But I am sure that the fake Jia San's body type and Jia San's body is very different, he is much thinner than Jia San.
I gave my analysis to Zhang Laodao, Zhang Lao Dao listened to my words, and for a time he was silent, his eyes were full of shocked expression.
Zhang Lao Dao could not have imagined that things would have happened, and even I could not have imagined that if I had not seen the dead Jia San, I might have been teased by the group.
“Look for it again.”I said to the old man.
Listening to my words, Zhang Lao Dao nodded to me, turned to the other room, and began to look up seriously.
In order to hide a little, I turned off the light.
A light was turned off, the whole room looked dark, and there was a body in the bed, but it gave me a feeling of horror.
But with a flashlight, I am not afraid.
As soon as I walked to the next room of Jia San, I felt a rotten odor, especially when the wind blew, this rotten odor became more and more hot, and this smell almost killed me here.
I quickly pointed to Zhang Lao Dao and let Zhang Lao turn around.
When Zhang Lao Dao turned around, I opened the room next door to Jia San with my elbow.
After I opened it, I took the flashlight.
This photo, Zhang Lao Dao shouted, natural reaction to the back of the ass sitting over.
My eyes glared at the old road, and the old Dao noticed something, and then stretched out my hand tightly to cover my mouth, looking at the front of me still full of panic.
In front of me and Zhang Lao Dao, there were two stools, and the two stools sat two people, holding the stool legs tightly with their hands, and their eyes looked at us white.
The two men were already dead, their eyes were to be stared out, the skin of the face was peeled off, the whole face was a piece of red meat, and some of the worms were constantly squirming.
And their bodies were still sitting, and I looked at their faces, my eyebrows clasped, and for a moment I remembered the golden mask.
The only thing that is clear is that they are scared to death, and only when they are scared to death will there be such a big look, and their mouths will be slightly opened.
"All right, stand up, the Taoist can't be so timid."I held out my foot, kicked the old road, and was kicked by me, and the old Dao covered my mouth.
Then slowly stand up, the legs are a little soft.
"I said that when you went into the ghost car before you were not so small, how can you call your father when you see a dead person?"I said disdainfully.
Listening to my words, Zhang Lao Dao stretched out his orchid finger, like a little lady, pointed to my chest, "People are afraid."
I almost vomited, you are a 60-year-old old man, and you are still coaxing with the old man, this old face is still not.
I raised my hand, turned the light switch on, and when I turned on the switch, I looked over to the two men sitting on the stool.
As I looked over, I walked up and held out my hand and grabbed them.
This caught, I found their hands concave and convex, put the sleeves on their hands, and I found that the meat on their hands was cut off several pieces.
But the more you look, the more you think you’re being gnawed.
“Do you know these two people?”I turned to the old man.
Zhang Lao Dao listened to my words and took a serious look at them, "There is a skin, maybe I can see it, but the face of these two guys is gone, how can I see it?"
Zhang Lao Dao did not know, and I naturally did not know it when I first came to the village.
"Don't move their bodies, let's go to the village first, and I'll see which one is so vicious."I whispered.
For the person who cuts the skin, I am more curious whether it will be the guy I know.
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