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Ye Xingyun couldn't bear it and went over the wall directly. When we went in, the woman had already climbed the wall to the balcony outside the room on the second floor, and was quietly looking inward.

When we went up, we found that Ye Xingyun's face was super ugly and covered with dark clouds, which made people feel very depressed.

I was a little puzzled. Why did this woman's expression look like she saw her father-killer enemy? She came over to see that she was playing a big show in the house.

Inside the house is a low-key and luxurious suite, with a two-meter-wide big bed, which is exactly the old birthday star Wen Ru. Beside him, Shi Xiaoqing and her four-ghost husband Shan Haoran stood respectively.

At the door, there were two guys in suits standing with fierce eyes, and they seemed to be not a good person.

"Husband, there is a formation restriction on this floor-to-ceiling window, and even people like me can't come out even if they come in and go." Yu Wei's voice was illusory and poured into my ears.

I glanced at Fatty and Ye Xingyun. Even though they were so close, neither of them should have heard it.

There is a chaotic scene in the house. There is also a table opposite the end of the bed of the big bed. However, unlike the TV cabinet in an ordinary bedroom, this table is more like a dark table like an altar.

Of course, there is no longer a TV on the desk. After all, I don’t understand. I can’t understand a zombie that has lived for more than ten years. Can I understand TV?

On the wall on the dark table, there is neither a TV nor a portrait of a god. Instead, the face is very delicate, thinking of the mirror with a gold-copper border!

Your sister, people who have a little knowledge of Feng Shui are here. The mirror cannot face the bed directly, either at the head or at the end of the bed. This mirror is not only facing the big bed, but is even very neatly located, almost completely in the middle of the bed, with little points, which is even more accurate than the one measured by a ruler!

However, thinking that the person living in this room is not a living person, it is not surprising to create such a layout. Ghosts and zombies are of course the opposite of us humans.

However, what really attracted our attention was a bracket fixed in the floor in front of the desk.

On the bracket, there were people tied up in various shapes, a paper man we are extremely familiar with!

The fat man and I looked at each other. This paper man was made by Shan Haoran before, the guy with three eyes.

Damn, we made a paper man, faced the mirror, and tied it up in all kinds of ways, which really opened our eyes.

But although Ye Xingyun's face was gloomy, his eyes were very calm. It seemed that he had not seen such a scene for the first time. He had been used to it for a long time, but his eyes were full of hatred and disgust.

We are even more sure that Ye Xingyun is mostly related to the person who helped the Shi family get these things out. Perhaps that person is Bu Qingfeng!

There were three people around the brackets tied to the paper man, and there was no one on the front of the paper man. The one on the left was even wearing a Taoist robe. She was not very old, at most in her thirties.

The three people stared at the paper man with a fierce look, as if they could see a flower on the paper man's face. The third eye of the paper man showed a look of extreme horror, which was even more so than in the abandoned office before.

But the good show is not just that. It was this paper man who screamed before. It was really unimaginable that he could make a paper man scream like a pig slaughtering, but this curtain is happening in front of us.

As for the reason

The fat man and I took a breath quietly, and were a little disbelief.

After the paper man was tied up, the tip of his nose was cut off. Then a strange black candle was burning with strange green and blue fireworks, which were placed on the lampstand, and were constantly baking under the tip of the paper man's nose!

"Baked corpse oil?" The fat man made a mouth shape, looked at me in horror, and asked silently.

I frowned and a little suspicious.

Your sister, I have indeed heard of the magic of making corpse oil before, but it is mostly done on pregnant women or ordinary corpses. Cut off the victim's chin and burn the wound of the corpse with a white candle. Oil will drop from the wound, which is corpse oil.

There are many types of corpse oil. Most mages use ordinary corpse oil, which is also an oily liquid secreted by corpse. The corpse oil made by cutting off the chin is already the essence of corpse oil. It is very rare and can be used for a wide range of uses.

We have never heard of this incredible thing about baking corpse oil for a paper man, and we can't imagine it at all.

Who can believe that a paper man can burn corpse oil and directly burn it to ashes is very likely. Besides, even if it is really roasted corpse oil, it is still a dead body. This paper man is alive. Although the shrill cry seems to be only heard by special people, it is also cunning enough!

However, what opened our eyes was that this paper man was not burned under the vigorous and strange flames, and even the tip of his nose was cut off. There was really green mucus, which dripped slowly.

Each drop of drops, the Taoist priest on the left put the jade bowl in his hand towards the tip of the paper man's nose, caught the corpse oil, and then circulated like this

Seeing that the jade bowl had a thin layer of corpse oil, Wen Ru, who was sitting on the bed, smelled the fragrance of corpse oil, her eyes shone, as if a hungry wolf smelled the aroma of barbecue.

Shan Haoran beside her swallowed directly, with coveting and frustrated faces. It seemed that after the corpse oil was made, he had no share. This thing should be prepared for the old birthday star Wen Ru.

Shi Xiaoqing, who was on the other side, saw the expressions of the two living zombies, and she felt very unbearable.

Yuwei and I looked at each other at the same time, and even the fat man could see something strange.

It seems that Shi Xiaoqing is not as crazy as Shi Xingyu. At least, we have reason to believe that if Shi Xingyu was here, there would never be such a complicated expression in his eyes, but excitement and excitement.

"This woman may be useful at a critical moment." The fat man whispered.

Yuwei and I nodded and continued to look at the paper man. We found that after so good smoke and roasting, the paper man's face gradually turned white, which was in sharp contrast with the blue face before!

"Damn it, this is so weird!" If it weren't for the fear of alarming the snake, the fat man would have been able to exclaim.

Let alone him, even Yuwei and I were a little shocked.

We have heard of a lot of spells and evil magic, but we have never heard of such a method, which is simply incredible!

"Beautiful girl Ye, what's going on? That thing is really corpse oil?" I hesitated and asked Ye Xingyun quietly.

Ye Xingyun turned his head and looked at us suspiciously. His eyes moved slightly, and his face was not very friendly. But perhaps she was really too depressed and needed to talk and burst out. Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and sighed, and said coldly:

"You are all very strong, but you should not wading this muddy water, otherwise you will die!"
Chapter completed!