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Chapter 178 Second uncle, am I your own niece?

After hanging up the phone, we went to get our things.

The shop owner unloaded the goods at the door of the shop. I looked at the red, white and yellow pile as high as a hill, and then looked at the donkey stamping its hooves uneasily. I felt deeply sad for the donkey.

Isn’t this going to tire Aunt Lu’s donkey to death?

"Second uncle, isn't this too much?" Lulu squatted in front of the hill, casually pulled the yellow paper underneath twice, and pouted so much that she could tie up the donkey.

The second uncle also twitched his lips in embarrassment: "It will take several trips, and the two barrels of gasoline will almost fill up the car.

With sharp eyes, I saw a large, swaying carriage approaching on the road. When I took a closer look, I suddenly felt happy. I grabbed my second uncle by the corner of his clothes and shouted, "Second uncle! It's Uncle Qian! Uncle Qian is here!"

"

"What the hell?" The second uncle turned his head in surprise.

Lulu also stood up in surprise.

Uncle Qian's carriage came closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of us: "Hey——"

Uncle Qian jumped out of the carriage, pulled the reins and said with a red face: "Second brother! I figured it out, this matter has nothing to do with you! If the ghost wanted to harm people, he would have done it already! So it must not be a ghost harming people, and besides, you are still

I found him, but things have been fishy for a long time, and the time doesn't match up. What the hell does it have to do with you?!"

Uncle Qian slapped the car floor angrily. Because of the strength, he even held his hands and jumped in pain.

"Ouch."

Lulu and we both giggled.

I'm so happy! There are still people who believe in us!

Although Uncle Qian also said that I was evil before, like others, he can correct his mistakes! Now we still need help!

I happily ran over, took Uncle Qian's hand, raised my head and smiled at him: "Uncle Qian, are you still afraid of me?"

"I'm so scared. Uncle Qian was fooled by lard before. I've watched you grow up, so how could you be evil?" Uncle Qian picked me up and kissed me hard on the face twice.

The stubble made my face itch.

Lulu also ran over happily, pointed to the pile of hills and said, "Uncle Qian, my second uncle has too many things, can you help move them away?"

Uncle Qian nodded and put me down, and walked towards the second uncle who was standing there in a silly mood. He stood in front of the second uncle with a frown on his face and his lips moved for a while, but he didn't say anything.

The second uncle smiled and patted Uncle Qian on the shoulder: "Don't say anything, I know it in my heart."

"Okay." Uncle Qian smiled with his old smoke teeth.

With Uncle Qian's help, we finally took everything back to my house.

As soon as we entered, the two young men who were looking at the eldest brother of the Yang family ran away, turning back as they ran, as if we were more scary and annoying than the eldest brother of the Yang family.

The second uncle didn't care, so he asked Uncle Qian to boil a pot of water first, then pour the glutinous rice, red thread, and peach wood nails into it and simmer it for three hours, then take it out and dry it.

Uncle Qian rolled up his sleeves and just did it without any hesitation.

The second uncle carried a large bundle of yellow paper, scissors and cinnabar brushes into the east room.

I rubbed my nose. There seemed to be no one at home that I could help, so I went to the memorial hall in the backyard.

I followed my mother's example, opened the booklet of mythology to the page with Lu Qi, and put it on the shelf of the altar table.

Then he lit three incense sticks and stood on tiptoe in the incense burner.

"Brother Lu Qi, my second uncle wants to catch zombies. My second uncle said we don't know if we can go back. If we can't go back, I'll say goodbye to you first."

The page has turned yellow, and the figure on it is composed of smooth black lines. It is a judge with a big belly, a beard and a mouth full of snarling fangs.

He is nothing like the Lu Qi I know.

Lu Qi saved me many times, and I bowed sincerely: "Thank you for always saving me, brother Lu Qi."

In fact, there is something I haven't said. If I die, I might still be able to meet Lu Qi, but it's a bit pretentious.

I rubbed my nose and stopped talking.

I straightened up, took one last look, and walked out the door.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in from outside, hit my face, and then blew into the altar. I heard the sound of paper being turned.

I was overjoyed.

Could it be that Lu Qi is here?

I immediately turned around while holding on to the door frame... There was no one in the memorial hall, only the booklet, the page belonging to Lu Qi, was swaying in the wind.

Alas, it turns out I was overthinking it.

After dinner, it was almost dark.

Lulu bit into the oily chicken leg, shook her head and asked me: "Should Nuanting take medicine tonight?"

I touched my eyelids and put down my chopsticks: "It's time, Uncle Er, will you give me some medicine after dinner?"

The second uncle was clinking glasses with Uncle Qian with a glowing face. He took a sip of the wine, shook it with his chopsticks and said, "There's no rush today."

"ah?"

Don't worry? Then won't the demonic energy in my eyes spread out? Now is already a troubled time. When the time comes, won't it be even more troublesome if more ghosts are attracted?

I don’t know what the second uncle is thinking.

Uncle Qian listened to our words, looked back and forth several times, stretched his neck and asked his second uncle in surprise: "Why is Miss Yun still taking medicine? What disease does she have?"

"It's just her eyes." The second uncle laughed and hugged Uncle Qian's shoulders, rubbed one hand back and forth on his knee, and sighed and told Uncle Qian about my eyes.

Uncle Qian's eyes turned red after hearing this, and he slapped the table with his big hand, causing the dishes to shake with a clang.

Uncle Qian patted his chest blaming himself: "It's all my fault!"

"It's all over." The second uncle rubbed his face and made a slurping sound, "Besides, what my sister-in-law said is right. She always has to go to the front of Nuanting. Who will get the medicine for Nuanting then? No.

Do we still need to find a radical solution? Village chief, brother, we understand your intentions, you are also a rare understanding person, so don’t take it to heart."

I saw Uncle Qian's guilt-filled eyes towards me, and I felt warm in my heart.

Uncle Qian filled up the wine for his second uncle: "Then why don't you give Girl Yun some medicine to control evil spirits today?"

The second uncle heard this and looked at me.

I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt a chill running down my spine. The cold pig ears in my mouth no longer tasted good. I looked stupidly at the corners of my second uncle’s lips that slowly raised.

"Yun girl."

"ah?"

"Second uncle said, right? People must be responsible for what they have done."

"...Yeah." Why did you say this suddenly?

The second uncle lowered his eyes and said, "If you choose to stay, you have to help the second uncle. The second uncle has a plan tonight and needs you to be a bait to lure out those zombies."

Bang, Lulu's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground, and she stared at her second uncle in shock and disbelief.

"I……"

hiss……

ha……

I thought about it for a long time, and finally slowly put down my chopsticks, approached my second uncle, and asked him seriously and hopefully: "Second uncle, am I your niece?"

The second uncle touched his nose in embarrassment and looked away: "Don't worry, I will ask Lulu to wait for you not far away with the medicine. When the corpse mother appears, you will drink the medicine."


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