Chapter 32 is a catastrophe that cannot be avoided

The fat man stomped on the cigarette that slipped from a section of his hand.

Calling the name of a verse softly can be done without any response.

The fat man reached out and lifted a section of his waist to his shoulder and said, "It's really hard for you." ”

When you come to the aisle, you will find a more comfortable position for a section to lie down.

And walk yourself to the roof.

looked at Qin Xin spread on the ground, still holding a long knife in his hand.

And although Qin Xin was panting, his eyes were still looking straight at the fat man who came over.

"Come on, Brother Xin, do you want me to help you take off your makeup?"

"My makeup removal skills, but the flyover, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Qin Xin rolled his eyes at the fat man, and at this time, the fat man looked at Qin Xin's face with only half of the makeup left, and his heart was a little heavy.

"Do you want to be so desperate?" Hearing this, Qin Xin smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

The fat man ignored him, lifted him up to his shoulders, and took him downstairs to join the section.

I was walking aside, lighting a cigarette, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

……

Huang Zhiming finished putting on makeup, wiped his hands, and looked at the makeup on the deceased's face, a little satisfied. When I opened the door, I saw that Yijie and Qin Xin were lying on the ground, and when they saw that the fat man on the side just wanted to say something, they were stopped by the fat man.

The fat man got up and walked to the door, motioning for Huang Zhiming to follow.

The two stood in the doorway, and the fat man asked, "Can you tell where it came from?" ”

The identity of the deceased may be that of a rich man or a wealthy person.

But the bite marks on the neck are unusual.

At first, the five of them thought that they might have been bitten to death by a dog, but the dog bite to death was at most a horizontal death, and the resentment was extremely heavy, and it was understandable to become zombies; Those who know the rules generally will not accept these people, and will propose to send them directly to the crematorium and burn them directly into ashes.

But this time is different, even if Huang Zhiming forgot to purify the surrounding souls, but the fat man lit candles and paper money in the southeast position before he started, wanting those ghosts to dissipate by themselves, and the dark clouds in the sky did not decrease much, indicating that this matter has a great origin.

Not to mention that it is impossible for ordinary demon invasions to gather so much; What's more,

"And you can't forget to purify the spirits around you." The fat man said with a frown.

"It's gone, what's the difference between yes and no?" Huang Zhiming opened the cigarette as he spoke, handed one to the fat man, and lit one by himself.

"History doesn't need the truth, but I do." The fat man swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, and the cigarette wrapped the two of them.

"I suspect it's there." Huang Zhiming analyzed.

"Where?"

"It hides the greatest evil in the world and collects the malice of the world."

Huang Zhiming turned his words and whispered to the fat man: "You are not allowed to go anywhere!" Even if I cripple you, I won't let you go! ”

"You forget, I'm a saint." The fat man didn't seem to care, and trampled the cigarette still on the ground.

Huang Zhiming suddenly went out and punched the fat man in the face.

"Don't slap your face..."

"I'm going to turn my face if I hit me again..."

"I'm going to fight back..."

“...”

……

Qin Xin woke up and saw the fat man with a blue nose and swollen face, and couldn't help laughing, and the laughter woke up a section that was sleeping.

Yijie also laughed when he saw the fat man's face was blue and swollen.

The fat man said with a wry smile: "Brother Rhubarb, can I apply safflower oil?" ”

Seeing Huang Zhiming nodding, the fat man said with a flattering face: "Brother Rhubarb is awesome, Brother Rhubarb is a good person." ”

beckoned Qin Xin with one hand and asked him to help apply safflower oil.

Chen Junyuan walked in, saw the fat man's face was blue and swollen, and pointed at the fat man and laughed loudly.

"Hehe..."The fat man looked loveless.

Chen Junyuan also felt his gaffe.

"Ahem"

"Thank you for your help, when I get married, please come over, no red envelopes are needed!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

……

The fat man was still setting up a stall, and Ah Huan next to him seemed to be a little worried when he saw the fat man's contemplative expression, since just now, the fat man has maintained this action for a long time.

He stepped forward and kicked the fat man very slightly, saying, "Hello donor." ”

From Ah Huan's prompt, the fat man came clearly, and he saw the benefactor in front of him, wearing an unknown suit, but he had excellent sewing skills, with an uncolored watch in his hand, combed extremely neatly behind his ears, and wearing oily black leather shoes on his feet.

The fat man understood for the first time in his heart that this person had a great background, so he beckoned, "Donor, please take a seat." ”

The man said modestly: "I just saw that the master was a little thoughtful, so I didn't dare to come forward and disturb." ”

"It's just a trivial matter that I think of, and the donor doesn't have to worry about it."

The two exchanged a few polite words, and the man paused and said, "I don't know sir, but I can look for dragon points." ”

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I, Yang Peibin, am a rich young master.

As the eldest young master, I did have the character of a gentleman when I was young, and my nature was more flamboyant.

But as I got older, I began to make up my mind to study hard.

But my grades in China were simply miserable, so my family sent me to study abroad.

Where I have outstanding learning ability, a good family, a pampered temperament and a good countenance. When I graduated from university, I successfully worked for a multinational company.

After feeling good about myself and my parents missed me, I moved back to China to run the family business.

I worked hard in the family business for a few years, and gradually the people in the family began to identify with me, and the elders valued me more and gave me more authority.

But sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you can't see the sinister nature of people's hearts.

I was out on a business trip that day, but I didn't expect my father to be invited to play in a leisure villa in the name of a friend.

In fact, we didn't think it was much of a problem at first, my father was getting older, and he no longer managed the affairs of the family, and often walked the dog, watered the flowers, and went fishing with friends.

So when I was on a business trip, I didn't notice the danger.

That night, I received bad news.

It was said that his father was bitten by a wolf in the mountains and died on the neck.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly booked a ticket to return home, and called the driver to wait for me at the train station.

When I got home, I saw my father lying on a hospital bed, covered with a white quilt.

I stretched out my hand and opened the quilt with a slight trembling, my father's eyes revealed unwillingness, his face was pale, there was a mark on his neck like being bitten by a dog, and there were blood stains in several holes.

I put my hands on the edge of the bed, my head bowed and tears flowed.

And my mother came from the door, saw this scene, and hurriedly hugged me and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

……

After death, people usually have to go through worship before they can be burned and buried, but the elders of the family seem to be very concerned about the death of their father, and they are all attentive, saying that they are expected to complete the worship the next day and burn it directly and then bury.

Although I had some doubts in my heart, I noticed a different feeling.

The next day, I looked at my father's body, as it had been before, and bowed down to him a few more times.

But as I knelt down, I saw a few puffs of black gas gushing out of my father's bitten holes.

I began to think that my father's death must not be easy.

……

I went up to talk to him about what I knew and sought his advice, but he turned away and watched him go, and I knew he was hiding something.

I tried to catch up, but as soon as he turned around, he disappeared.

I lowered my head and frowned, and saw the place where the man was standing just now, and it read: "Under Jiulong Mountain, Chen Fatzi." ”

……

I told the elders to find a feng shui master to pick a good tomb for me.

I went to the stall and looked at the young man who was as young as the funeral home, and my heart was beating a little drum.

And which master, looking at me, fell into deep thought and said, "You can't escape the calamity, Brother Rhubarb." ”