Who is my upstairs

Chapter 60 Corpse Oil
Yang Xiaofan only had one foot that could not move, the other foot and one pair of hands crawled on the ground, which was considered sensitive.When she fled for a distance and leaned against the refrigerator door, Na's arm was too thick, and it happened to be caught in the gap in the railing.

The withered hand struggled vigorously in the gap of the railing for a few times but failed, at this moment, a pale woman's face suddenly appeared beside the withered hand, staring at Yang Xiaofan firmly.

That face was really fat, with a layer of fat creases piled up on the cheeks, and the mouth was painted with bright red rouge, and the stench of corpses was pungent as soon as he opened his mouth.

One of the eyeballs was missing, and an unknown purple-red liquid slowly flowed out of the eye socket, which was disgusting to watch.

She opened her mouth to smile, and called out Yang Xiaofan's name sobbing.

"Yang Xiaofan...Yang Xiaofan...come down and accompany me, Yang Xiaofan...hahaha..."

It happened that Li Shaohuang went upstairs to get something, the temperature of the whole kitchen, to Yang Xiaofan, was equivalent to dropping to freezing point, that scary woman seemed to be more than just a ghost.

No matter how you look at it, it feels like a zombie.

Her face still retained the obese appearance before she was alive, but it became stiff and cold, and the moisture in her arms and palms evaporated, turning them dry and pale.

But in the basement, why is there a fat zombie locked up?

Yang Xiaofan was also furious, regardless of fear, he turned over and grabbed the handle of the kitchen knife from the chopping board, forced his eyes and swooped up, exhausted all his strength, and slashed at the knife sticking out from under the iron railing. Terrible white hands.

The smile on the woman's face became stronger, but it wasn't because of happiness, it was an angry smile!The woman seemed to realize that her hand was about to be cut off, but she didn't have time to stop, and was directly chopped off by the sharp kitchen knife and flew to the corner of the wall.

In an instant, Yang Xiaofan could see the bones and tendons at the fractured part of her hand, but he couldn't see a drop of blood.

Her facial features were distorted crazily, and her hard head slammed into the iron door like crazy, and the double-headed purple gold lock of the iron door was hit and collided violently with the iron door.

The voices of "hang, hang, hang" echoed in Yang Xiaofan's ears one after another.

That voice pierced Yang Xiaofan's eardrums, making her grit her teeth, coldly looking at the woman who was thinking about escaping from under the iron gate, she roared Yang Xiaofan's name with ferocious black teeth.

At this moment, Li Shaohuang carried a bottle of transparent liquid, walked to the iron door of the basement, went down without saying a word, lightly struck the match in his hand, and threw it on the fat and pale face of the fat woman .

Yang Xiaofan has never seen such a tragic situation, the liquid that Li Shaohuang splashed on the fat woman seemed to be alcohol, as soon as the match fell on the woman's face, the huge tongue of flame instantly engulfed the woman's face.

Her other paw firmly grasped the iron railing, screaming in a broken voice, the sound was extremely ear-piercing.

In the flames, you can see that her face was refined into corpse oil by the flames, making the flames more intense.

The smell of corpse oil was fishy and rotten, even worse than the gutter oil used by the fried dough sticks downstairs in her previous home.

On the woman's face and hands, large inches of skin were burned into black coke, and the black smoke was billowing, disgusting.

Coughing hard a few times, Yang Xiaofan covered his mouth and nose with his hands, tears of blood slowly left in his eyes.

This is a reaction of human beings encountering extremely unclean things. Yang Xiaofan shed blood and tears twice in one day, which made Li Shaohuang's heart hang quickly.

Li Shaohuang quickly sprinkled a handful of millet on the body that hadn't been burnt clean, hugged Yang Xiaofan's body, kicked open the gate of Li's ancestral house and rushed out.

Breathing fresh air again, Yang Xiaofan took a few breaths and coughed a few times before he calmed down his panting.

"Why...why is there in the basement..." Yang Xiaofan didn't say anything, he covered his mouth and retched a few times. After the woman was burned, the smell of corpse oil was really disgusting.

Not only does it have the stench of gutter oil, but it also smells of corpses that have decayed for thousands of years. That smell is really better than countless top-quality smells in the world.

Yang Xiaofan retched these few times, feeling extremely uncomfortable, the tears in his eyes were forced out.

After a while, Yang Xiaofan patted his chest, frowned and didn't say anything, now she just wants to vomit just thinking of the disgusting smell just now.

Li Shaohuang was standing under the rain cover in front of the house. It was still raining lightly outside, and the delicate roses were still blooming in the deep winter.

In the evening, a bitter cold wind blows, and the dark sky is full of wind and clouds.

Under the black clouds, the dead bone lying quietly in the rose garden was washed by the rain.

It has no head and looks even more bleak.

Think about it carrying a priceless ancient artifact with it, and the artifact was buried in the ground with it, but after all, it could not enjoy the glory and wealth brought by the artifact.

The scene at this moment is full of weirdness and horror. Yang Xiaofan recalled the depression and entanglement in his heart when he saw this strange building under the lead cloud when he first arrived at Li's ancestral house.

"Is it better?" Li Shaohuang asked Yang Xiaofan in a low voice.

Yang Xiaofan was a little annoyed, Li Shaohuang didn't even bother to make her prepare when he came in, he just poured alcohol and burned the "fat woman" in the basement, it was really disgusting.

A little angry, he lowered his head and didn't look at Li Shaohuang, but Yang Xiaofan still responded, "It's better, after standing outside for so long, the smell inside should have dissipated, right?"

"Wait a little longer, the gas after the burning corpse oil is harmful to the body, you...you have been weak in yang recently, it's better to keep your contact with these unclean things as little as possible." Li Shaohuang hugged Yang Xiaofan's hand tightly, Just now, when he was taking out a few bags of millet stored in the bedroom on the first floor, he heard movement in the kitchen.

He came in a hurry, without thinking too much, lit the alcohol and disposed of the female corpse.

Although this house has been recorded under his name, it hides many secrets that even he doesn't know, just like the female corpse just now, it is clearly a corpse demon that has only become a climate.

Looking at the ancient corpse with a history of at least thousands of years, someone should have kept it in the basement on purpose.

So who in the Li family would follow a crooked path and keep such a forbidden corpse in the basement?

Staring at it for a while, Li Shaohuang and Yang Xiaofan, who were lost in thought, moved uncomfortably. The pain in the lower abdomen has been attacking since just now, but they were so scared by the fat woman just now that they forgot the pain.

Now that I have calmed down, the pain in my lower abdomen has intensified.

And this kind of pain doesn't hurt all the time, it comes in bursts. When it hurts, I lose all strength, and even my limbs tremble uncontrollably.

This is a problem that Yang Xiaofan has had since he was a child. He has taken many traditional Chinese medicines but nothing has improved. From now on, he can only smash the cans and throw them, and ignore this problem.

"Is it cold?"

Li Shaohuang, who was hugging her, knew the temperature changes of Yang Xiaofan the most. He could feel Yang Xiaofan's body trembling slowly.

It's windy outside, if you stay any longer, you'll catch cold and get sick.

Li Shaohuang took off his clothes and wrapped them around Yang Xiaofan's thin body.

He stayed outside the door for another ten minutes, and hugged Yang Xiaofan on the sofa in the living room.Feed her some brown sugar water, the brown sugar was prepared by Yang Xiaofan to make lotus seed soup for himself, and now it comes in handy.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Li Shaohuang asked about Yang Xiaofan's situation, and after making sure she was fine, he carried her to the kitchen.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, Li Shaohuang felt that something was wrong, and his ears were suddenly filled with the cries of many babies.

On the iron door leading to the basement, many babies were holding their tender hands, looking down until the end of the line of sight was densely covered with white and fat babies.

Li Shaohuang's first reaction was that besides someone raising corpse demons in the basement, there were also people raising baby spirits.

(End of this chapter)