"We both were scared, so we didn't go out the door the third night.

I thought the charity village was shocked by the master and protected by the ancestor, so the one lying in the coffin would definitely not dare to be furious.

But who would have thought that it not only became furious, but also left a ghost handprint on Wen Cai.

After following the master for so many years, we have seen the curse routine of Ghost Handprints.

If you can't handle it within three days, Wencai will be tempted by it."

Wang Yu was a little puzzled when he heard Qiu Sheng's words. Don't get me wrong. It's not Zhen's pediatric trick like Ghost Handprint.

But since the ghost has found the above article, how could it be that Qiu Sheng could let go: "Are you in the charity village last night? Logically speaking, you are more liked by the literary talent than the ghost?"

Faced with Wang Yu's question, Qiu Sheng looked embarrassed: "I thought about it last night, but after Wen fell asleep, I went back to the town to sleep.

After all, the one who was lying in the coffin had been making trouble for two nights. The master was not at home, and no one could guarantee that it would not make trouble last night.

Now, I was lucky enough to escape the disaster."

Looking at Qiu Sheng with a flattering smile, Wang Yu had nothing to say. He is really a senior brother who has been with many years. Is it very easy to sell?

"Okay, I understand the general situation. When I buy a few steamed buns, let's go on the road!"

Wang Yu gave up the idea of ​​going to the restaurant and slap it.

But who would have thought...

Someone stopped him.

"Don't, it's broad daylight now. No matter how fierce the one lying in the coffin is, it can't jump out of the coffin.

In a short period of time, literary talent will definitely not be a problem.

The money for buying groceries that the master gave before going to the city was spent by Wencai and I rented a ox cart. We have been living in the past two days without any water.

Let’s go to the restaurant first, and then bring some food to Wencai after the restaurant.

He certainly won't have any objections."

Wang Yu has refreshed and removed from the line for Qiu Sheng’s unreliability and ambitions to Qiu Sheng.

He originally thought that Qiu Sheng would be so anxious that he could not eat?

Unexpectedly, he was self-indulgent.

However, no one who is so close to Wencai doesn't regard Wencai's life as a treasure, and Wang Yu doesn't think of kneeling down and licking it on the pole.

As Qiu Sheng said, there are only a few ghosts that can jump out during the day.

Wen Cai will definitely not die, but the great damage to the vitality caused by the Ghost Hand Seal is indispensable.

There is a saying: I have to bear the trouble I have caused even with tears in my heart.

That's what I said?

Wang Yu thought this sentence was very reasonable and accurate.

Just because Wencai believed Qiu Sheng's evil, he asked Qiu Sheng to come to him for help, so he deserved to suffer more.

Who can blame someone who is not good at meeting someone?

Who can you blame for being stupid?

Anyway, it’s not a big deal on Wang Yu’s head.

In the afternoon, I went to the restaurant and had a tendency to eat Ao Sheng, who was of a kind of unwilling to follow.

According to his wishes, it was too late to go back to the Yizhuang after drinking afternoon tea.

If Wang Yu hadn't been interested in having afternoon tea with such a guy, they would probably not be able to return to the charity village after dinner.

After all, the distance between Renjia Town where the Yizhuang Village is located is only a little bit. It takes less time for Wang Yu and the others to return to the Yizhuang Village.

Looking at Wencai who was lying at the door with a torn jacket wrapped in his eyes, Qiu Sheng quickly wrapped the oil paper in his hand and walked forward.

"Wencai, see what I brought back to you, roast chicken, a whole roast chicken.

You should eat roast chicken first. It’s hot and it will become rotten if you don’t eat it.”

Looking at Wencai who was thanking Qiu Sheng with a smile on his face, Wang Yu became even more determined to his belief.

This guy is stupid and has a bad person, so he deserves to suffer much.

Wang Yu, who had no interest in awakening Wencai, lost something because of a roast chicken, stepped into the charity village that had been away for many days.

As soon as he stepped into the charity village, Wang Yu's hair was blown up immediately.

Cold, coldness that pierces into the bones.

If he hadn't achieved his strength in his entire body of martial arts, the magic power of Qingyang Jue would have automatically protected his body.

Wang Yu had the idea of ​​wearing a jacket.

Although it is not the dog days of summer now, the temperature here in Hunan and Zhejiang is definitely not low.

Otherwise Qiu Sheng wouldn't have worried that the roast chicken he brought at noon would be rotten soon.

In broad daylight, the one in Qiu Sheng’s mouth can affect the surrounding environment. Is it still something real?

No wonder he can resist the many talismans and magic weapons in the Ninth Uncle’s Library.

"Coffin, there, take me to see it.

The best solution to the ghost handprint curse on Wen Cai is to kill the cursed ghost.

I'm going to see who is so holy that I can actually play you two."

"It's in the morgue, in the morgue where Ren Weiyong was parked."

"Wang Yu, can I finish eating roast chicken and go to the morgue with you? It's hot now and the smell is very strong.

I'm afraid that after I go in, I won't have the appetite to eat roast chicken."

"Uh..." Wang Yu suddenly didn't know what to say. It would be fine if Qiu Sheng didn't take your life as a treasure. Wencai himself was so casual.

Uncle Jiu’s education method is really amazing. The apprentices he taught are so excellent: “Qiusheng, can you enter? If you don’t enter, I will go back to the county town first.

You neither take yourself seriously, you can't let me work hard for you!

I am not my master, and you are not my disciples. I don’t have to protect you like a calf.”

Hearing Wang Yu's impatient words, Qiu Sheng dared to say: Actually, he didn't want to enter the morgue.

There are still some remains in the coffin parked in the morgue that are not completely decayed.

When the weather is hot, the smell is really touching.

In the past, when the master was in the charity house, the master would go into the morgue alone to deal with various things.

If it is not necessary, the master will not ask them to suffer together.

“I lead the way…I lead the way.

Wencai, go and put the roast chicken in the well and dry it first.

Otherwise, if you enter the morgue later, I'm afraid you can't help but vomit out the smell."

Seeing Qiu Sheng coming, Wang Yu didn't talk about going back, to correct these two spoiled guys.

The familiar ones followed Qiu Sheng to the morgue. The more he walked, the more Wang Yu, who was keen, could feel the extraordinary ghost that gave Wencai the ghost handprint.

The cold smell is getting stronger and stronger.

After entering the morgue, the cold air almost fogged.

With so many coffins in the morgue, it really tastes like a horror movie.

If Wang Yu were the brainless protagonists in domestic films, he would definitely turn around and leave now.

Kuoxi, he is not.

He is a heretic.
Chapter completed!