Long Er sniffed hard and slapped Wen Jia in the face.

"Oh, senior sister, why are you beating me again?" Wen Jia was depressed, she was fine for smoking, how could she be beaten for smoking cigars?

Long Er looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this time it was really a mistake, I originally wanted to knock the cigar off your mouth." ”

"Ahh

"Senior brother, do you ever feel dizzy?"

"Uh-huh... Sort of!"

"Go to the toilet and rinse your mouth with water, go quickly!" said Long Er quickly stepped on the cigar on the ground and dragged Wen Jia up from the sofa.

Wen Jia came out of the toilet and saw her sister peeling off the cigars layer by layer, and each layer of cigar leaves was mixed with white-gray powder.

"Senior sister, this, this, this can't be a drug, right?"

"What are drugs? It's not. This is a powder made from the bones of dead people. ”

Wen Jia retched when she heard this: "This, yue...... It's not yue... Cuban cigars?"

Long Er said with a straight face: "Senior brother, I finally know now why this altar only has an oil platform and no incense. This is what the haughty man boy offered—the scent of bone powder! The little ghost also identified his master by this smell. ”

After hearing this, Wen Jia felt a burst of fear all over her body: "Senior sister, senior sister, will I die?" I took several puffs. ”

"It's not going to die, it's just that the imp will haunt you all the time because of the scent on your body. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. It's good that you don't die. ”

"Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine......" Wen Jia's phone rang at this time, and the caller was Boss Lu.

"Hey, brother, where are you, why aren't you in the room?" asked Boss Lu anxiously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm in the proud room with my cousin. ...... You don't have to come, the yin qi here is too heavy, don't come. ...... Oh good...... Got it, you have a good rest, and we'll be in touch with you. ”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jia said to Long Er: "Boss Lu is back, and now he is resting in his room." He said that Gao Ao was still in the ICU ward, and after the blood transfusion, his blood pressure had not been able to rise, and now he can only use a dialysis machine to temporarily help him circulate blood. ”

As soon as Long'er heard about the IUC, the dialysis machine, he had never heard of it, but it should be okay for the time being, so he nodded and said that it was okay.

"Master Wen, Yu Qian has already found a suitable warehouse, do you want to go over now?" Guo Degang said respectfully while standing at the door.

"Go, go, go......"

30 minutes later, Wen Jia and Long Er came to the dock, and they saw Yu Qian talking to others from afar.

"Big brother, big brother, we really can't rent it for a year, we'll rent it for 3 days, isn't this what the crew needs, don't worry, just use 3 days." Our play is called "I Have a Date with the Little Ghost", and we may have to invite the eldest brother to make a cameo. ”

The warehouse owner said very generously: "Okay, three days is three days, 200 a day, you give me 580, no less." Yu Qian was moved to shake the hand of the warehouse owner: "Thank you, thank you." On behalf of our crew, thank you!" After speaking, he waved to Guo Degang: "Quickly move the props over." ”

Everything was ready before dark, and the doors and windows of the warehouse were all plastered with soul charms, and it was unlikely that the imp would want to get out of here for a while.

Wen Jia let Yu Qian, and Guo Degang and his gang stood outside the dock. Tell them that no one is allowed to enter until the matter is over.

Long'er put the offering table in the middle of the warehouse, and then asked Wen Jia to place the toys around the offering table, and now wait for the dark imp to come out of the coffin.

Wen Jia used an eye-opening talisman again, smoking nervously, and suddenly he asked, "Senior sister, why don't I just use the ghost charm to stick it on the coffin and extinguish it?"

"What's the use of you sticking it to the coffin on the corpse, if it was useful, I would have let you use it a long time ago. We don't know what the talisman in the coffin is, but it must have been made by the master. And your soul suppression talisman has not been used once, what if it doesn't work? ”

Hehe, women sometimes think more than men.

It was dark, except for the faint glow of two dim oil lamps, and the whole warehouse was black. Long'er is a snake demon, dark as day, and Wen Jia uses the eye-opening charm to see things very clearly.

The phantom of a child, sneaking out of the coffin, slowly condensed the entity, he was dressed in blue, his big eyes were only the whites of his eyes, and his body was full of runes. But it can be seen that if the child is born, it must be a little Zhengtai, and it is extremely cute.

The little ghost first circled around the coffin, and then saw that the toys on the ground seemed to be very happy, playing with this and that, and then twitched his nose and crawled towards Wen Jia little by little.

"It's over, it's over, it must smell bone meal. Wen Jia thought in her heart, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of scaring this little ghost.

When the little ghost saw Wen Jia, he smiled, and then slowly climbed into Wen Jia's arms, "Grandma, grandma's scream" and then bit on Wen Jia's mimi, and sucked hard. Wen Jia screamed in pain and pushed hard, knocking the little ghost to the ground.

Wen Jia looked down to see that her own one had not been bitten off, and she felt relieved, but the smell of blood stimulated the little ghost.

The imp crawled up, a cruel smile on the corner of his bloodstained mouth.

Long Er turned his hand and took out the mountain knife and slashed it from behind, but this knife slashed through the body of the little ghost and slashed to the ground.

Seeing this, Long Er immediately turned into a big snake and bit it like a ghost, but the result was that he couldn't bite it. This little imp is too perverted, half-real and half-virtual.

"Senior sister, senior sister will come back soon. Cut me, cut me. Wen Jia waved her hand and shouted to Long'er. He suddenly thought that the last time the mountain knife was stained with his blood, it could slash the rat demon, so this little ghost should be fine.

Long Er understood, and the incarnation swung a knife and slashed at Wen Jia's left palm, but then the two of them found that the little ghost was gone!

"Ah!!! bastard, you can't bite my ass!"