"I said it all, it doesn't hurt, if you don't make a sound, no one will know that you hurt, I like the dead because the living are too noisy."

Miao Qingyun was talking to herself, applying a white paste to the wound on the shoulder of the orange.

The bruises on Wen Cheng's aching forehead burst out, tears couldn't stop flowing, his body trembled and struggled frantically, the metal morgue was banged, and the place where the belt was fixed was loosened because of Wen Cheng's resistance.

After several struggles, he didn't completely break the belt, and finally insisted on helping Wen Cheng untie it after Miao Qingyun finished painting.

"Phew! Do you say that if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt? You cut me with a scalpel and rubbed salt on the wound, how can there be a vicious woman like you in the world! ”

After asking Cheng Neng, he pulled away the medical gauze stuffed in his mouth, and yelled at Miao Qingyun with full anger, and the feeling of weakness restricted by the contract was gone.

"This is not ordinary salt, it is the secret technique of my Miao family, there are the most primitive tribes in the area under the jurisdiction of our family, my ancestors were lucky to save one of their clansmen, and spent a little money to buy the secret recipe, which became the heirloom of our family, but it is a pity that the one who was rescued was sunk in the river the next day because of the leakage of the secrets of the clan, and the corpse floated down the river three days later from the door of our Miao family village, and the clansmen who were washing clothes were all sick with strange diseases."

"What's weird?" Ask Orange to listen to the story and listen to the addiction, and ask about the follow-up.

"Anyone who has seen that person's corpse has their pupils constricted like thin needles, and the entire eyeball is sunken as if there are thousands of silver needles piercing their eyes, isn't it weird?"

Miao Qingyun looked at Wen Cheng's shoulder, and told Wen Cheng about the follow-up, feeling that the salt scar was almost condensed, and he was rummaging in the toolbox again.

"Well, it's very weird, how did you solve it? Ask an ophthalmologist? ”

Asking Cheng thought about ancient things with the convenient thinking of modern people, and amused Miao Qingyun, who was looking for tools.

"You are really interesting, what happened to my ancestors, at that time, it was all about treating diseases and saving people, how could there be a special ophthalmologist, but the chronicles really wrote a follow-up, it was the ancient department of Miao Jiang who didn't want the secret recipe to leak, and used the body of the leaker to cast a spell on the whole family of our Miao family.

The patriarch of the Miao family at that time took the current dart in my father's hand, in order to save the people in the clan, exterminated the entire Miao tribe, and the high priest of the spell caster cursed my ancestor to die a good death before he died. ”

"Then is your ancestor really going to die a bad death?"

Ask Orange's attention was all on what Miao Qingyun said, and he was busy asking about the follow-up, so he didn't notice that Miao Qingyun came over with a thin-bladed knife.

"Your ancestors are not allowed to die."

Miao Qingyun stepped back, and by the way, he lifted the knife to peel off the salt scar that had been eroded to jet black by the yin qi from Wen Cheng's shoulder.

There is only a thin layer of salt scars gathered into palm prints, and what Miao Qingyun drew with a scalpel is the outline of that palm print, and now it is replaced by a thin-bladed knife in order to peel off the layer of skin covered by the palm print.

Asking Cheng was embarrassed to scratch his head and laugh embarrassedly, Miao Qingyun stabbed this time, and the painful Ask Orange jumped up instantly, Miao Qingyun grabbed Ask Orange's arm, and solved it with a knife with the inertia of her jumping, peeling off a thin layer of skin stained with salt scars.

"You are really inhumane, abusing me and sprinkling salt on my wounds, and now you have the whole set of skinning, how can you be so cruel to me! We are both descendants of the patriarchs. ”

Asked Orange's shoulder was still bleeding, so he grabbed the medical gauze that the narrator had used to seal his mouth and pressed it on his shoulder.

"I'm helping you forcibly terminate the contract, just lose a piece of skin, so you and the ghost who smashed my head forcibly terminate the contract, it's a good thing, you have to thank me, under normal circumstances, the Seven Elders and the Deed Management Bureau are in charge of each other's affairs and do not interfere with each other, but this ghost smashed my head with your body, and I will make him pay!"

Miao Qingyun took out a dark green bottle from the toolbox again, stuffed the skin with salt scars into it, pasted a yellow charm seal, and put it back in the toolbox.

"What does this bottle do?"

When Ask Orange looked at the skin into the bottle, the bottle shook violently, and immediately settled down after the seal was affixed, so she asked out of curiosity, but got an answer that made her scalp tingle.

"The contents of this bottle are useless to the living, maybe it's a slightly disgusting liquid, but for the undead, it is equivalent to ten thousand insects drilling into the body, which is equivalent to sulfuric acid to deal with ghosts, whether it is spilled out of the damage or used to soak the deeds, it is equivalent to the heavy damage of the soul to the real body of the ghost."

"Will he really be gone?"

Ask Cheng is a little worried, what if this gringo is not blocked by Miao Qingyun and then runs out to find his own trouble.

"You still say that I am ruthless, don't you also hope that his soul will be scattered?"

"Hey...... In general, I just don't want to be taken over by him anymore. ”

Asked Cheng embarrassed to bow his head and smile, Miao Qingyun suddenly became nervous, raised his hand to close the lid of the toolbox box and said, "He's here." ”

Then the lights of the whole studio flickered on and off, the windows were opened for no reason, and the cold wind swished straight into the room.

Wen Cheng's cold hair was raised by this strange atmosphere, and he hugged Miao Qingyun's arm, the more Miao Qingyun looked at Wen Cheng, the more like a frightened kitten, he reached out and touched her head to soothe

"What are you afraid of? This is a standard three-piece set of ghosts and scary, blood from the light window, don't believe it, if you open the sink, the blood that flows out of it is definitely blood. ”

"No need, I've seen it in horror movies, there are hair flowing out of the pipes, I know all the routines, but I'm still instinctively afraid, borrowing your arm to grab it will strengthen my courage."

"Then while he wants to make trouble again, he will give himself a strong momentum, how about I tell you about my ancestors?"

"Okay!"

Ask Cheng immediately agreed that he was not scared at all, and let go Miao Qingyun sat on the morgue as well-behaved as a child waiting to listen to a bedtime story.

"You're not afraid of the lights flickering on and off?"

Wen Cheng's attitude changed so quickly that Miao Qingyun still had some suspicions that she was schizophrenic.

"Afraid that wouldn't it work? In my community, the voltage is unstable, the lights at home often flicker, and I am used to it, and he has the ability to burst two bulbs to call it fresh. ”

As soon as Wen Cheng finished speaking, the incandescent bulb above his head really broke, and Wen Cheng hugged Miao Qingyun in fright.

"Paper Tiger, just trying to fool me into telling you a story, right?" Miao Qingyun pushed away in disgust and asked Cheng to withdraw his arm.

"Yes, something very similar to your family happened to our ancestors, so I want to know what happened to your ancestors."

Asking Cheng has a strong sense of involvement, and feels that the alliance between the Mo family and the demon clan has in turn destroyed the entire demon clan, just like the Miao family in order to get these salts that can break the contract and absorb yin qi, and destroy the entire Miao Jiang ancient tribe group, and she has already made up an extremely dark story in her brain, but it may be the truth......

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