"You want to open the coffin? Brother Yu, this is not good.

We are not driving the corpse but transporting the coffin, and generally speaking, we do not open the coffin for autopsy.

There is another one, the weather is so hot, the one lying inside must have rotted and stinky.

As soon as the lid of the coffin is opened, won't all the food we ate at noon be smoked and vomited?"

Hearing Wang Yu say the word open coffin, Qiusheng subconsciously wanted to object.

It was finally enough to satisfy his mouth and fill his belly, and he didn't want to spit it out.

In the past, when the master dealt with this situation, in order to avoid disgusting and crooked, most of the time he solved the trouble by ascending to the altar.

Wang Yu's ability is so high, and he can't just ascend to the altar.

Why do you have to disgust everyone?

Regarding Qiusheng's refusal, Wang Yu didn't speak, but just gave him a look that if you don't do it, you will do it yourself.

He is not the ninth uncle, but he is not used to the habit of Qiusheng.

Of course, as a supernumerary Taoist, Wang Yu has not learned the practice of ascending to the altar is also a trivial reason.

Although Qiusheng is a bastard, he also knows that if Wang Yu lets it go, he and Wen Cai will really be planted.

Therefore, after receiving Wang Yu's 'you look at it yourself', he suddenly withered: "Brother Yu, wait a while, I'll go find a tool to open the coffin." ”

"The coffin lid isn't heavy to me, but it's okay for you.

When you are looking for tools, you will also find Wencai to help, and by the way, what kind of ghost has played with the two of you for two days. ”

Since he decided to follow Wang Yu's orders to open the coffin, Qiusheng is not a person who is grinding.

Wencai, who had just walked into the morgue, got busy.

The seven coffin nails nailed to the black coffin lid were taken out by him and Wen Cai without using a cup of tea.

"The coffin nails have been taken out, everyone is ready to do it, don't spit it out!

Wencai, you are on the left, I am on the right, after I count one, two, three, we both lifted the coffin lid at the same time.

Brother Yu, if the one lying in the coffin is so fierce that he can make a mistake during the day, he will trouble you and give it a head start. ”

For Qiusheng's nagging before opening the coffin, Wang Yu was tolerant.

No way, except for female ghosts, Qiusheng has to panic for a while no matter what ghosts he encounters, isn't this a routine operation!

Receiving Wang Yu's tolerant and reassuring smile, Qiusheng was no longer pressing.

Anyway, he has been learning art from Uncle Nine for many years, and he still has the courage to face ghosts.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't allow it, he wouldn't be afraid of demons and monsters.

As for strength, why would it not allow it?

Don't ask, I'll spit it out to you if I ask, and I'll be disgusting to you.

After calming down his heart a little, Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth and began to move the coffin lid with Wen Cai.

It was not what he expected.

The rancid smell he thought was sealed by the lid of the coffin was not there at all.

On the contrary, in addition to the original smell of lacquer in the coffin, there is also a faint fragrance.

It was only when he removed a little bit of the coffin lid that the cold air engine that came to his face made his teeth chatter.

Traces of hoarfrost were also beginning to eat away at his sideburns.

Compared with Qiusheng, who is wearing single clothes and pants at the moment, Wen Cai, who is wrapped in a jacket, looks even more unbearable.

The ghost handprint in his body suddenly multiplied in power after feeling the power of the same origin.

If it weren't for the literary talent and the boy, he would have a mana protector in the realm of a Taoist child.

He wouldn't be a popsicle and wouldn't be any better.

Wang Yu, who watched this scene, frowned slightly, and induced the ghost handprint in front of him to deepen the erosion of the curse.

When he doesn't exist?

"Drive to the end. ”

Seeing that Wencai and Qiusheng were eroded by the yin air-conditioner and lost their minds, Wang Yu immediately opened his mouth to wake them up.

Hearing Wang Yu's urging, Wencai and Qiusheng, who woke up from the cold, directly exerted their strength and overturned the coffin lid.

Suddenly, a large cloud of cold air conditioners poured out of the coffin.

These air-conditioners filled the morgue in an instant as soon as they poured out of the coffin.

If it weren't for the hot weather now, Wang Yu would have no doubt that the morgue would frost or even freeze under the cold atmosphere, turning from an old-fashioned morgue in the Ming Kingdom into a morgue in the new century.

"Yin Qi is pure Yin Qi.

Shouldn't it?

According to the notes of the uncle.

Not to mention ghosts in general.

Even a ghost at the level of a ghost general, it shouldn't have such pure yin energy, right?"

Under close contact, Wang Yu recognized what this yin air conditioner was.

But it was because he recognized what it was that Wang Yu was surprised!

It's normal for ghost objects to have yin energy inside.

Because the foundation of the existence of demons and monsters is yin.

It's just that there will be other qi in their breath anyway.

For example, ghost things, even to the level of ghosts, are also a variant of yin qi, and ghost qi is dominant.

The same is true for zombies at the purple zombie level, and corpse qi is what they rely on to live in the world.

Surprised, Wang Yu fixed his eyes and looked into the coffin where the yin qi had dissipated.

A female corpse with a ruddy complexion, shiny skin, and a beautiful face came into his sight.

This female corpse has long hair with a shawl, and her figure is as big as it should be, small as it should be, as thin as it should be, and as it should be curped.

Under the red wedding dress, it is full of enchanting charm.

It's a pair of red embroidered shoes with flesh-colored stockings with bare ankles, which looks a little incongruous.

There is no such outfit here in Hunan and Zhejiang these years?

"My good girl, so pretty, what a pity to die?"

Compare yourself with the lover of your dreams, Ren Tingting, and compare with Dong Xiaoyu, a female ghost who was once in trouble with herself.

Looking at the female corpse that was not inferior to one person and one ghost, Qiusheng couldn't help but sigh.

It's a shame that this woman died.

"Do you want to learn from Ning Caichen?"

"What?" Qiusheng was a little confused by Wang Yu's sudden question, what kind of development is this?

"Xuening Caichen is haunted by ghosts?"

Qiusheng, who heard the latter sentence, was even more confused, he really didn't know Ning Caichen who he was if he hadn't read much?

But what kind of hobby does this guy surnamed Ning have?

Ah......h is wrong, he actually dares to linger with ghosts, what an admirable man.

As a descendant of authentic Maoshan, Qiusheng knows how miserable it is for people who play with ghosts and talk about their feelings.

The destruction of the family and the death of the person are considered light.

However, if the lingering ghost has the beautiful one lying in the coffin, it is not unacceptable.

Compared with beating a single, it's better to have a little thought than no thought!

Come to think of it, Qiusheng is still a little excited.

I don't know that Qiusheng thought of Wang Yu, who had many unhealthy thoughts because of Ning Caichen's glorious deeds, and at this moment, ignoring the charm of the person in the coffin, he stretched out his hand to open the red lips of the person in the coffin.

Looking at the neat white teeth of the person in the coffin, he nodded, there was no growth of canine teeth, it seemed that it was just an ordinary haunting, and it did not involve corpse transformation.

After closing the red lips of the person in the coffin, Wang Yu lifted its closed eyelids again.

This look made Wang Yu discover a little abnormality: the pupils were focused.

Although it didn't turn as expected, I was afraid that it was daytime.