Chapter 737 The Yin Coffin (21)

Joyce seemed to notice my strangeness, glanced at me and whispered: "Master Jiu, are you?"

I smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to explain, so I had to pinch my thigh hard and stammer: "No...no...no...it's okay!"

"It's really okay?" She stood up and looked at me in confusion, "Do you have a fever?"

As she said that, she reached out to my forehead.

Before she could touch me, I immediately opened her arm, and the strange feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger. Made, it was so good, but why did it suddenly become like this? It was like taking some kind of medicine that was not suitable for children. This is so strange.

"Master Jiu, are you okay?" She walked towards me.

"Don't come here!" I roared, her voice seemed to have magic, which made people imaginative.

Mad, if this continues, something must happen. I ran to the toilet, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on my head, which made my expression slightly recover.

When I thought of the embarrassing scene just now, I was very puzzled. What happened just now?

At this point, I forced myself to bear the strangeness in my heart, walked out of the bathroom, and asked Joyce, "Miss Qiao, do you still remember that ****?"

When I heard this, I wanted to strangle her to death. Mad, I gave me a **** for no reason, but now I'm being cursed strangely. The feeling in my heart is really dumb and I can't say anything about it.

But since the word "yin coffin" is said, this matter must be followed no matter what. This is the rule and cannot be broken.

Immediately, I told Joyce about my doubts.

"Haha!" I sneered, not wanting to pay attention to her at all. No matter what purpose she used for, secretly slapping the slaughter was always despicable. I am the most cruel person in my life.

"Is that?" His voice sank and asked, "Where is Miss Qiao? Let me listen to her voice."

Until this moment, I began to be glad that Fu Hao arranged us in the same room, otherwise it would be really a mistake.

"Master Jiu, what's wrong with you?" Joyce shouted outside.

"No!" I stopped and said, "I mean, what do you think of his relationship with Wang Muyang?"

With a nervous mood, I pressed the answer button and heard Lang Gao's voice coming, "Brother Jiu, you are so unkind. Leave me and Er Gun and take Miss Qiao out for a romantic life."

Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered one thing, that is, the **** planted by Joyce has been in my body. In other words, the scene just now is likely to be the **** at work.

In desperation, I had to take a cold shower, and then I barely suppressed the strangeness and leaned against the wall of the bathroom, intending to make do with the night like this.

After hearing what she said, I think there is some truth. If a person really wants to help someone, he will do his best. Wang Muyang obviously did not do this, and Fu Hao is a successful businessman, so he should be able to see the benefits and only then did more than twenty waves of people look for Mr. Fu's corpse.

After thinking through these, I have always been thinking that I have implemented it.

However, I was still a little worried. God knew whether Wang Muyang was making trouble. If it was really Wang Muyang who was making trouble, with his nature, he might have wanted my life. After all, the incident of placing a poison is a precedent.

"Does that thing have...yes...what?" I asked her, because I was afraid that the strange thing in my body would be discovered by her, so I kept a distance of three meters from her.

After thinking for a while, I had no idea in my mind, so I asked Joyce, "Miss Qiao, what do you think of Fu Hao's character?"

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Joyce glanced down at me, immediately withdrew her eyes and said, "Master Jiu, are you blaming me?"

After thinking about it, it was right. He had been a director and had a better detective ability than ordinary people. It would be strange if he didn't notice the strangeness in it.

I tightened my fists and couldn't help but think of this incident. Fu Hao and Wang Muyang are relatives. Although he told me that he would not be biased towards anyone because of his relatives, and only care about the result of this matter.

"It's okay, I'll be quiet first!" I replied, leaning on the wall, taking out a cigarette, lit it, and taking a sip, my mind kept thinking about the strange scene just now.

"A very successful businessman!" she replied in a low voice.

I understand her meaning. She guessed it from the relationship between relatives. For example, if a relative of mine is in a state of condition, then the relative did not look for me, but looked for someone else, this is enough to explain a lot of problems.

She was slightly stunned and explained: "It shouldn't be so good, otherwise I wouldn't look for you to find a corpse. Also, Wang Muyang should have an objection to Boss Fu, otherwise, with Wang Muyang's ability, he should be able to solve the problem for him. Now Wang Muyang has not solved the problem for him."

As soon as this said, Joyce smiled. Seeing that my face was wrong, she immediately stopped smiling, glanced at me, and said, "Remember, what's wrong?"

When I heard this, I understood it. Lang Gao didn't believe me at all.

The next day, just dawn, the cell phone rang. I took out my cell phone and saw that it was 5:30 in the morning. It was Lang Gao who called. My heart tightened. Why did he call at this time?

After hearing this, she smiled and explained, "Jiu Master, you don't understand Wang Muyang's status, so you think like this. If you let you know his status in the world, you would never think like this. Let me tell you this way. Perhaps, with his own ability, you can't find the bones of Mr. Fu. But don't forget that he has an identity in the Metaphysics Association and is a friend of mine with the President of the Metaphysics Association. If he really wants to help Boss Fu, he might have found the bones."

I felt relieved when I heard this. He didn't know that we were coming to the Fu family, so he called him, haha, and explained: "You don't know Joyce, she was just like that, she pulled me away, and she didn't have time to wait for you to wake up."

As soon as I discovered this, I said to Joyce, I spent the night in the bathroom tonight, and walked straight to the bathroom and closed the door with a 'clang'.

"What you said is the truth?" I grabbed her arm and said, "Do you mean Wang Muyang once wanted to kill me?"

She was slightly stunned, as if she didn't understand my meaning.

Now when I think of that scene, I feel very bitter in my heart, I just laughed at that time that I was too straightforward and unfaithful.

However, I remember Fu Hao searching for Wang Muyang and saying that Wang Muyang could not find it. Could it be...

Joyce was a little anxious, slapped the door a few times, and said anxiously: "When I was in Quyang, Wang Muyang asked grandma to put a life and death Gu in the coffin, and grandma believed him, I... I... I secretly replaced the life and death Gu with ****, and then..."

Madd, it would be fine if he didn't implement it. After this implementation, the strange feeling in his heart came again, and his eyes looking at Joyce became a little confused.

I shook my head and didn't say anything, my mind kept thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

I immediately walked into the bathroom and closed the door with a 'clang'. Joyce shouted outside the door, "Mr. Jiu, I had no choice but to love the reason I used to be in love."

No words all night.

"Yeah!" She nodded, not daring to look at me, but glanced at the other side.

I was in a little trouble. On the one hand, I was worried that this was a matter of a situation, and on the other hand, I considered the rules of the coffin carryer, and I would carry the coffin when I encountered it, except for the blunt coffin. If Fu Hao's mother did not say the word "yin coffin", I might refuse directly.

Immediately, she seemed to remember something. In less than a moment, her whole face turned red and she stammered: "Good...good...it seems to be!"

"What!" I was stunned and opened the door suddenly. The scene flashed like a movie clip. At that time, I was in Quyang to attend the funeral of the old hero. I was about to reach the tomb. A coffin suddenly fell out of the road, filled with red pine paste. I was the **** at that time.

Mad, I always thought that Wang Muyang was just a little hatred for me and never thought that he would kill me. But now that I know the truth from Joyce's mouth, I just understand that I think people are too simple.

When I entered the bathroom, I felt so bitter. I thought it was really a blind man who lost his crutch and had no support.

At that moment, I immediately said to him, Lang Gao, "Wait! I'll wake her up!"

"What?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little higher, "Did you sleep with her?"

"Yes!" I tiptoed to open the door and walked to Joyce. She was sleeping soundly. I pushed her, "Sisi, brother, want to listen to your voice."

Joyce seemed not to have died of sleep. In less than a few seconds, she opened her eyes and looked at me. Just as she was about to speak, I immediately gestured to her and said again: "Brother wants to listen to your voice!"
Chapter completed!