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Chapter 992

Chapter 992

"Where are you?"

I gently opened the window a crack and looked outside.

It's still dark, the entire Xingfu Village is dark, and it's impossible to tell where Achun is looking at us.

"You don't have to worry about where I am. It's useless to know."

"Then how can I give you something?" I asked, closing the window.

"You wait ten minutes, and someone will come to get it immediately. At that time, you open the window behind the Nio Temple and use a rope to unload the things. Then you can get the antidote for itching, take it with warm water, and take it for three days."

"

Achun said again: "Have you not figured it out? Why did you know the situation in the tomb and what you found even though you were not there?"

"I did it all. I gave the note to this "person" and he passed it outside to the self-harming snake, so the self-harming snake knew what it wanted."

When saying these words, Achun emphasized the word "people".

This made me confused. Instead of people coming to take it, could it be that ghosts came to take it?

"Can Yu Wenbin answer the phone? I'll say a few words to her."

I turned to look at Brother Yu.

Brother Yu took the phone with an indifferent expression, turned on the speakerphone, and said what he was doing.

"I think it's funny that you took the time to go to the barber shop to have your eyebrows painted."

Brother Yu said with a cold face: "It's funny? I don't think so. Besides, what does it have to do with you, a woman, if I don't draw my eyebrows?"

On the other end of the phone, Ah Chun fell silent after hearing this.

After waiting for half a minute, Ah Chun sniffed and said, "Yes, it has nothing to do with me. In your eyes now, I must be a very bad woman."

"Yu Wenbin."

"Listen to my advice and stop here."

"Give him the thing and end it like this. There are gods and ghosts in this world that we can't see. The self-harming snake you have to deal with is an ordinary person in body, but its mental thinking has jumped out of the scope of normal people.

"

"Beep..." Achun said and hung up the phone.

The window at the back of Nio Temple is behind the statue, and the front is blocked by a tribute table. There is a layer of dust on the window sill. It seems that no one has opened this window for a long time.

After waiting for almost ten minutes, while there was no wind, I unplugged the latch and opened the rear window, holding a flashlight to look down.

The itching on my face is getting stronger and stronger. If I say I'm not afraid, I'd be lying. Lao Ka's fate is a living example.

"Where is there anyone?"

When I saw the time Achun mentioned, the temple was completely empty, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

I'm looking back and forth.

Brother Yu suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said, look, is something coming?

As soon as Brother Yu finished speaking, I saw a big dog running out of the alley.

This big dog was all yellow in color. It was either a golden retriever or a relatively large rural native dog or a pastoral dog. This big dog held a basket in its mouth, got on all fours, and ran downstairs grunting.

It put down the basket and barked "woof" at us.

"Dog basket"? I was shocked

This...isn't this the big yellow dog raised by Lao Hu??

When we came to Daoxian County, we entered Guiziling for the first time. It was noon that day, and Lao Hu came to drive us away with a stick and a dog. The dog yelled at us crazily. Yes, you can’t be wrong, that’s it.

strip!

I haven't seen this dog since then, and I didn't think it was a big deal. After all, who can't bear to stare at a dog every day after eating enough.

"Woof!"

The old yellow dog barked under the window again, as if urging.

Putting the female corpse's head into a plastic bag, Brother Yu found a rope and unloaded it along the wall.

The dog bit the plastic bag, lifted it up, bit it, and removed it.

It barked again.

Brother Yu pulled up the basket.

When I came up, I saw a white plastic medicine bottle with no label in the middle of the basket.

Under the window, the old yellow dog sniffed first, as if inspecting the goods, then bit the plastic bag and turned away.

I looked with the flashlight and after walking for a few dozen meters, this old yellow dog turned back and looked at us.

Smiled a little.


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