Zhao Shuqian first walked in front of the first two corpse officials, breathed a long sigh of relief, and lifted the mask of the two corpses with three strokes and five divisions!

He has seen countless corpses that have been harnessed, and there are many hideous ones, in fact, people don't look good after death, this is common sense, so he is also ready to be disgusted, after recognizing the Lord, the corpse officer will be taken care of very cleanly, and he will be a little more angry, of course, this is after recognizing the Lord.

Fortunately, these two corpse officials are very neat, one looks like a teenager of fourteen or fifteen, but unfortunately he is a bald head, it should be that the corpse was shaved by the heat the day before yesterday, or it is a little monk Zhao Shuqian thought silently, the tiger-headed young man closed his eyes tightly, and his skin was a healthy honey color, but unfortunately it was still blue-gray now.

The other is a resolute young man, who is also in his twenties, with strong muscles, like a coolie carrying a sack, with a good appearance, obviously much stronger, and must have been a good young man with a strong character and hard-working before his death!

Zhao Shuqian patted the shoulders of the two of them, and said to himself: "Although you are all corpse officials, it is also our fate to meet you, don't dare to say anything else, my uncle and they will definitely cover you well!" Rest assured, I won't let you suffer any more!"

He put on the hoods for the two of them, and came to Frost, somehow, a little nervous in his heart.

"How do I feel like the groom is lifting the bride's hijab! It's weird!" Zhao Shuqian calmed down, but still reached out and slowly took off the man's mask.

Then, Zhao Shuqian took a few steps back, his breathing was unsteady, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and saw that he first stared at him, lowered his head again, and muttered a few words in his mouth. In the end, he simply sat on the ground with his head in his hands and thought about it in pieces.

"Hanwushuang Hanwushuang, why are you a corpse, you look like this, there is no reason for you, you know that I, Zhao Shuqian, am a face control, and I look like such a demon, are you careful!" Zhao Shuqian raised his head and looked up at the corpse official called Hanwushuang......

The night wind was very cold, but now Zhao Shuqian was hot, his face was also burning, he hurriedly put a hood on Hanwushuang, ran to his room without looking back, wrapped the quilt around himself, and didn't even take off his clothes.

Zhao Shuqian told himself, no matter how good-looking he looked, Han Wushuang was also a corpse official, a shell with no thoughts and no desires, but with such a body and bones, he actually sacrificed himself as a corpse official, what did he encounter during his lifetime

He rolled in the quilt several times before his mood gradually calmed down.

Zhao Shuqian is a corpse man, although he is not a master, he has seen countless corpses since he was a child, his feelings for the corpse officer are very subtle, just like the second uncle of the Zhao family, he regards the corpse officer as a member, Zhao Shuqian has also seen the corpse officer of the second uncle, although he is stupid and stupid, but he is heartily the main one, and he is much more loyal than people!

"Forget it, don't think about it, tomorrow the Han family will come to take you back, you are a member of the Han family, naturally you will not stay with us!" Zhao Shuqian was reluctant and finally fell asleep.

Zhao Shuqian was woken up by freezing!

He only remembered that he had a colorful dream, but when he woke up, he found that he was lying in the main hall of the ancestral house wrapped in a quilt!

His mind instantly sobered up, he obviously ran back to his room last night, and the distance between the main hall and the guest room was only forty or fifty meters, how could there be any reason to be lazy and sleep here!

Zhao Shuqian lifted the quilt, and suddenly felt a wet piece below, his face turned red, he didn't think much about it, picked up the quilt and ran back to the room, and said in his heart that this is over, the quilt is dirty, it's still this kind of thing, how embarrassing it would be if the second aunt knew!

Zhao Shuqian simply removed the quilt cover, threw it into the laundry tub, looked back at the three guys in the main hall, and hated in his heart: It's all your fault, I had such a shameful dream! It's been a long time since he's been so humiliated, and although he's a right-hander, he's ...... in his dreams That's too bad, isn't it?

At about half past eight, two Daben cars drove into the gate of the ancestral house, and Zhao Fengyi (Second Uncle Zhao) and Zhao Wushan walked in with a few people in black suits.

Zhao Shuqian was surprised: This is to shoot here Fortunately, I didn't wear sunglasses, today is gloomy and there is no sun, otherwise I would have hit the wall!

In the middle of the black suit is a man about forty years old, well-maintained, with very white skin and good body maintenance!

As soon as the man entered the door, he saw Zhao Shuqian leaning against the door, he was slightly stunned, and said, "Zhao Dangjia, this is ......"

Second Uncle Zhao glared fiercely: "This is Mr. Han, don't say hello yet!" Mr. Han, this is my eldest brother's child, I've been on vacation for a few days and I'm going to go home and take a look!"

"Hello Mr. Han!" Zhao Shuqian smiled politely, revealing two small tiger teeth, his round eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person looked simple and amiable, "Uncle, you are busy, I'll pour tea!"

Mr. Han boasted: "The Zhao family is really talented, and the young man is really energetic!" My bear child, alas, is out of tune all day long!"

Second Uncle Zhao said modestly: "Mr. Han, don't be polite, this kid in my family is honest and can't stand praise, besides, he is not in our line now, he teaches in a university, and young people now have their own ideas......"

"Hehe, that's it, we're old, and now we're all young people!" Han Cheng laughed.

The group entered the main hall, the three corpse officials were still standing in the same place, as soon as Han Cheng entered the door, he smelled a strange smell, frowned and looked around, but it was very clean, after seeing the frost, Han Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he reached out excitedly and touched it!

Second Uncle Zhao hurriedly grabbed him: "Mr. Han, I can't help it!" The rules of our industry, except for the corpse man, only if you are recognized as the master, you can touch the corpse officer casually!"

Han Cheng stopped his hand, with a little anxiety between his eyebrows, Zhao Shuqian poured tea for everyone, and also stood aside to watch, he looked at Han Wushuang, and the position he was standing in a little crooked.

"Mr. Han, the corpse official also has to pay attention to fate, generally speaking, you are from the same clan, and the similarity of blood can increase the chance of success!" Second Uncle Zhao took out a tray with a small black dagger and a white porcelain plate.

Only by cutting his finger with this small black knife to take blood will the corpse officer react, this is also the unique ability of the Zhao family, Han Cheng naturally did a lot of homework, and he didn't have a surprised expression when he saw the black knife.

Zhao Shuqian raised his eyebrows, and intuitively felt that this Uncle Hancheng was very incomprehensible!

Cold Frost, Frosty Frost, will you obediently admit the Lord and follow your juniors, he is a very promising descendant of your Han family!

Actually, if you really want to leave, I'm still a little reluctant!

When Zhao Shuqian was thinking nonsense, his grandfather had already picked up the knife and stabbed Han Cheng's middle finger, the blood beads dripped in the white porcelain plate, Zhao Wushan took the middle finger and dipped the blood on Han Wushuang's lips, and then untied his shirt, poked the tip of the knife in the heart, and smeared Han Cheng's blood into it.

Zhao Shuqian looked at it and slowly lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.