"We were both scared, so we didn't go out on the third night.

I thought that Yizhuang had the breath left by the master to deter him, and with the blessing of the grandfather, the one lying in the coffin would definitely not dare to blow up.

But who would have thought that it not only blew up its hair and became a demon, but also left a ghost handprint on Wencai's body.

After following the master for so many years, we have still seen the curse routine of the ghost mudra.

If you can't get it done within three days, Wencai will be taken away by it. ”

Wang Yu, who listened to Qiusheng's words, was a little puzzled, don't get me wrong, it's not a pediatric trick like ghost handprints.

It's that since the ghost has found the above, how can he let Qiusheng go: "You weren't in Yizhuang last night? It stands to reason that you like ghosts better than Wencai?"

Facing Wang Yu's question, Qiusheng's face was full of embarrassment: "I thought about it last night, but I went back to the town to sleep at home after Wencai fell asleep."

After all, the one lying in the coffin had been making trouble for two nights, and the master was not at home, so no one dared to guarantee that it would not make a fuss last night.

No, I got away with shit. ”

Looking at Qiusheng with a smiling face, Wang Yu also had nothing to say, he really deserved to be a senior brother for many years, and he sold it very smoothly.

"Okay, I understand the general situation, when I buy a few steamed buns, let's go on the road!"

Having the heart to see as soon as possible what the ghost who could resist Uncle Jiu's many talismans and magic weapons looked like, Wang Yu dispelled the idea of going to the restaurant to rub it.

But who would have thought ......

Someone stopped him.

"Don't, it's broad daylight now, no matter how fierce the one lying in the coffin is, it can't jump out of the coffin.

In a short period of time, Wencai will definitely be fine.

The money that the master gave before going to the city to buy vegetables was used up by me and Wencai to rent an ox cart, and we lived with clear soup and little water for the past two days.

Let's go down to the restaurant first, and then bring Wen Cai something to eat after the restaurant.

He's certainly not going to have an opinion. ”

For Qiusheng's unreliability, for Qiusheng's big heart, Wang Yu can be regarded as refreshing the offline.

He originally thought that Qiusheng would not be able to eat if he was so anxious?

I didn't expect him to be amorous.

However, people who are so close to Qiusheng and Wencai don't take Wencai's life as a treasure, and Wang Yu doesn't have the idea of kneeling and licking on the pole.

As Qiusheng said, there are only a few ghosts that can jump out during the day.

Wen Cai will definitely not die, but the vitality tortured by the ghost handprint is indispensable.

There is a saying: If you cause trouble, you have to bear it with tears.

That's what you say, right?

Wang Yu feels that this sentence is very reasonable and standard.

Chong Wencai believed in Qiusheng's evil, and let such an unreliable guy as Qiusheng come to him for help, he deserved to suffer more crimes.

Who can blame someone for being unladylike?

Who can blame you for being stupid?

Anyway, it's not on Wang Yu's head.

In the afternoon, when I went to the restaurant to eat the slippery mouth, Qiusheng didn't want to go.

According to his intentions, it is too late to return to Yizhuang after drinking afternoon tea.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Yu was not interested in drinking afternoon tea with such a person, they estimated that they would not be able to return to Yizhuang after dinner.

After all, the distance between Renjia Town, where Yizhuang is located, and the county seat is so point, walking with food, it didn't take long for Wang Yu and the two to return to Yizhuang.

Looking at Wencai, who was lying at the door wrapped in a torn jacket and looking at the clothes he wanted to wear, Qiusheng hurriedly wrapped the oil paper in his hand and stepped forward.

"Wencai, look what I brought back for you, roast chicken, a whole roast chicken.

You hurry up and eat the roast chicken first, it's hot, and if you don't eat it, you'll be rancid. ”

Looking at the literary talent who thanked Qiusheng with a smile on his face, Wang Yu strengthened his belief even more.

This stupid and unladylike person deserves to suffer more.

Wang Yu, who was not interested in waking up Wencai, who had lost something because of a roast chicken, stepped into Yizhuang after a long absence.

As soon as he stepped into Yizhuang, Wang Yu's hair on his body immediately exploded.

Cold, cold pierced into the bones.

If it weren't for the fact that he had worked hard to reach the house, his qi and blood were strong and strong, and the mana of Qingyang Jue would automatically protect his body.

Wang Yu has the idea of wearing a jacket.

Although it is not a dog day now, the temperature here in Hunan and Zhejiang is definitely not low.

Otherwise, Qiusheng wouldn't have worried that the roast chicken he brought at noon would be spoiled soon.

In broad daylight, the one in Qiusheng's mouth can affect the surrounding environment, and there is still something real.

No wonder it can resist the many talismans and magic weapons in the Ninth Uncle's treasury.

"The coffin is there, take me to see it.

The best solution to the curse of the ghost mudra on Wencai's body is to kill the cursed ghost.

I'm here to see what the hell is sacred and can turn the two of you around. ”

"It's in the morgue, on the same morgue where Ren Weiyong was parked. ”

"Wang Yu, can I finish eating the roast chicken and go to the morgue with you, it's hot now, and it tastes big.

I'm afraid that after I go in, I won't have the appetite to eat roast chicken. ”

"Uh......" Wang Yu suddenly didn't know what to say, it's just that you don't take your life as a treasure if you are a pit in the autumn, Wencai, you yourself are so casual.

Uncle Jiu's education method is really powerful, and the apprentices he taught can be so superb: "Qiusheng, can't you enter? If you don't go in, I'll go back to the county seat first."

You both don't take yourselves seriously, so you can't let me work for you!

I'm not a teacher, and you're not my disciple, so I can't protect you like a calf. ”

Hearing Wang Yu's impatient words, Qiusheng dared to say: He actually didn't want to go into the morgue.

There were still some of the remains in the coffins parked in the morgue that had not decayed.

When it's hot, the smell is really touching.

In the past, when the master was in charge of the Yizhuang, when it was hot, the master went into the morgue alone to deal with various things.

If it is not necessary, the master will not ask them to suffer together.

"I'll lead the way... I lead the way.

Wencai, you go and put the roast chicken in the well to dry.

Otherwise, I'll go into the morgue later, and I'm afraid you can't help but spit out the smell. ”

Seeing Qiusheng on the road, Wang Yu didn't talk about going back, in order to rectify these two spoiled guys.

The familiar one followed Qiusheng towards the morgue, and the more he walked, the more Wang Yu, who had a keen perception, could feel that the ghost who gave the ghost handprint of Wencai was not ordinary.

The cold breath is getting stronger and stronger.

When I entered the morgue, the cold air was almost atomized.

With so many coffins in the morgue, it really smells like a horror movie.

If Wang Yu was one of those brainless protagonists in domestic films, he would definitely turn around and leave at this moment.

Unfortunately, he is not.

He was a supernumerary Taoist.

Looking at the black coffin in front of him that was entangled in the cold breath, Wang Yu calmly spit out two words: "Open the coffin." ”