_ hee hee... one two three.. five did you drop any drops? Tai... you must die, you must die.
Loan's ghost hissed each sentence angrily. Tai also unconsciously turned his fearful eyes up to the ceiling. This time, he saw a real ghost, because clinging to the whitewashed roof was Loan's corpse, which had been boiled in a pot of dye, smiling a wide smile and looking straight down. Tai's limbs trembled and he fell to the ground, ignoring the shards of the glass of water that he didn't know had fallen and shattered as if he had hit it, so he cried out and begged.
_ Oh forgive me.. Forgive me.
Even though this guy begged and wanted to pee his pants, Loan's ghost still laughed loudly. Her neck kept swaying back and forth, making it difficult for her head to stay steady. At one point, it fell with a thud right in front of Tai. Looking at the boiled skull bursting with flesh and blood rolling on the floor and making angry noises demanding his life, Tai only had time to scream and then fainted.
From the roof, Loan's truncated body crawled down to the ground and picked up the head attached to the neck as before. Then she turned her resentful eyes towards the body lying on the ground. A few seconds later, this young man slowly stood up and turned his lifeless eyes towards the beginning of the village.
Under the dim moonlight shining down on the red brick road, there was a figure walking quietly amid the barking of a few dogs from a few nearby houses. Because they probably don't need to say anything, everyone knows it.
As for Tai, after a while of trudging along the village road, he finally turned into the dyeing factory. Step by step, step by step, I climbed the stairs and then ran straight into the pot of boiling water. Right now it had regained consciousness, but it was too late. It only had time to scream in pain and then sink to the bottom of the pot, dying painfully. The last image Tai saw before leaving this world was Loan's ghost hanging on the railing and laughing loudly.
_ Did you hear anything?
Phan sat under the pot and talked to his cousin. Pham tilted his head slightly to listen but didn't see anything.
_ It's just wind, nothing else.
Pham said, Phan frowned slightly.
_ Hey, I heard laughter.
_ Laugh at your father's grave, your soul will be destroyed.. Master.
Pham snapped, and at this moment the laughter stopped completely. The two of them continued to play chess to kill time, not knowing that their best friend was now being boiled alive by a pot of dye.
Until now, sitting at the dog meat restaurant of Mr. Lam's house, suddenly recalling the sound that could clearly be heard as Loan's laughter, Phan suddenly felt a cold shiver down his shoulders and neck. On the other side, Pham reached out and poured a cup of wine, and in one gulp, he regained some composure and said:
_ I think I have to admire Loan, if not me, you don't know who will be next.
Having said that, this guy did not forget to sweep his red eyes towards Mr. Lam. This dog butcher saw this and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
_ Your mother always rushes after rushing, but I don't get hit.
_ Oh no, I'm in the same boat as this group, so I have to swim until I get there, you know what?
Pham said then he pushed the wine glass towards Mr. Lam.
_ Yes, swim, you guys should be careful there.
Having said that, the old dog meat shop owner brought the glass of wine to his lips and drank. He wanted to get drunk to forget his wrongdoing of speaking out to protect these three young men from legal prosecution for the crimes they committed. He remembered the evening a few days ago, when he was about to close the shop, all three guys sneaked in. Each guy looked like he could no longer keep his composure. The old man asked for a while before Tai revealed that he and his two friends had just raped Thi Loan. What made him almost drop the set of keys he was holding in his hand was the fact that all three of them threw the unfortunate girl into the dye pot. Not only that, one of the three children also said that they accidentally did it while the victim was still alive.
The debt of this group is truly heaven and earth will not forgive, but the old man and Phan's biological father were once comrades in life and death together. Mr. Phung also forgot his own life a few times to save his life, until he was about to die, Mr. Phung still trusted him with his only son. Now that he's being punished by the law, I'm afraid his life will be difficult to keep and he won't be able to keep his promise to his deceased comrade. Well, he's dead anyway, he thought, then continued to help cover up the crime committed by the three young men standing in front of him.
_ Retribution.
Old Lam silently exclaimed before taking another sip of wine. Seeing this, Pham immediately grabbed the bottle and said:
_ Why are you drinking so much? How can you solve this case when you're drunk?
_ So what do you think?
Old Lam dog meat turned around and asked, then turned his eyes to Phan.
_ Mom, there's no shortage of girls on the street... I'm so miserable now that I hit my head on that damn thing... Immortal Master Hu..
_ So what, now go to the district town and find a magician to enchant his grave.
_ teacher?
Old Lam narrowed his eyes, Pham nodded slightly. In the end, he didn't know where to invite the teacher from there. It's okay to invite a good teacher, but if he had to ask for a guy from the Saw family, he'd be the one to blame. While thinking about where to invite the teacher, Mr. Lam spoke up:
_ What do you think, I know a shaman... whose address is... you guys go up there and just say Lam dog. That guy is my regular customer, you guys can rest assured and not worry.
_ So why didn't you tell Tai just now?
Pham said, old Lam glared:
_ Your mother is making fun of other people and not calling the teacher to do those things is no different from bowing to my grandfather. I'm guilty... of being stupid.
The two Phan brothers heard what the dog meat seller said, thought for a while and thought it made sense. They nodded a few times and quickly left the village according to the given address and went straight to the old shaman's house on the district street. I thought that after meeting that evil master, I would have to spend a lot of money to invite him to set up a magic altar and cast spells like in Chinese movies. It was true that they spent a lot of money, but the shaman did not return to the village with him, but only gave the Phan brothers a wooden stake engraved with magical characters.
Bringing the wooden stake back to the village, they hid it at Mr. Lam's dog meat house and then discussed with each other and waited until night to go to the cemetery and flood this thing into Lanh's newly built grave. If everything is successful, Mr. Thanh's family will build a tomb for his daughter in a few days, and then all three can sleep peacefully with their pillows raised.