Li Guang is a perverted flower picking thief who specializes in kidnapping girls in dark alleys in the dead of night, killing them and burying them when the harm is over.
He is a born yin and yang eye that can see ghosts. He could see a lot of ghosts around him, all the girls who were killed by him. They rushed at him savagely, trying to strangle him, dig his heart, dig his lungs, and pull out his intestines. Unfortunately, ghosts are nothing, like air, unable to touch human beings. He watched them leaping towards him with teeth and claws, walking through and through him in vain, laughing with joy.
This time he found another good place and waited there early. Unexpectedly, this time it was a trap set by the police. He got familiar with the terrain with some effort, escaped, and finally took advantage of the chaos to hide in a clay figurine hall.
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There are many life-size samples and semi-finished products in the clay figure hall.
With an idea, he found some mud and oil paint to apply on his body, pretending to be a semi-finished product, standing among a pile of semi-finished products.
There was footsteps not far away, and someone said loudly, “Team Wang, the suspect disappeared nearby.”
“Give me one by one. Search!”
“Yes!”
The group of police finally searched the clay figurine hall, and the female ghosts pointed to the place where he was hiding. In front of the police, they screamed and danced, but the police passed them blindly. Li Guang saw his eyes secretly triumphant: all his efforts were in vain, unless the police also find someone who has a yin and yang eye.
The policemen did not see him, and passed by him one by one, making the female ghosts stomped in a hurry. At this moment, the female ghosts suddenly calmed down and gathered in a circle, as if they were discussing something. Li Guang thought angrily: Hmph, I must find a Taoist priest to collect you all when I go back.
Seeing that the police searched almost, they were about to leave. Suddenly, the female ghosts came to Li Guang and stood in a row, looked at him charmingly, and all undressed.
Among the policemen who were about to retreat, someone cried out in surprise: “Huh? That clay figure has a nosebleed…”