Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 97

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

I thought Yi Zhuang was intimidated by the aura left by the master, and with the protection of the patriarch, the one lying in the coffin would definitely not dare to blow his hair.

But who would have thought that it not only exploded into a monster, but also left a ghost handprint on Wen Cai.

After following the master for so many years, we have seen curse routines like ghost handprints.

If it can't be dealt with within three days, Wen Cai will be killed by it. "

Wang Yu was a little puzzled by Qiu Sheng's words, don't get me wrong, it's not about childish tricks like ghost handprints.

But how could that ghost let Qiusheng go since he already found Wencai: "Were you in Yizhuang last night? Logically speaking, you are more popular with Wencai than Wencai?"

Facing Wang Yu's question, Qiu Sheng's face was full of embarrassment: "I thought about it last night, and I decided to go back to town and sleep at home after Wen Cai fell asleep.

After all, the one lying in the coffin has been making a fuss for two nights, and the master is not at home, so no one can guarantee that it will not make a fuss last night.

No, I escaped by luck. "

Looking at Qiu Sheng with a flattering smile on his face, Wang Yu had nothing to say. He really deserved to be his senior brother for many years, and he sold it very smoothly.

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

Desiring to see what the ghost who could resist Jiushu's many talismans and magic tools looked like earlier, Wang Yu dismissed the idea of ​​going to a restaurant to have a meal.

But who ever thought...

Someone stopped him.

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

In a short time, Wen Cai will definitely be fine.

Wencai and I used up all the food money that the master gave us before we went to the city to rent a bullock cart. For the past two days, we lived on nothing.

Let's go to the restaurant first, and bring Wencai something to eat after we finish.

He certainly won't have a problem. "

For Qiu Sheng's unreliability and for Qiu Sheng's big heart, Wang Yu can be regarded as a new offline.

He originally thought that Qiu Sheng would be so anxious that he would not be able to eat?
I didn't expect him to be passionate.

However, people who are as close as Qiusheng and Wencai no longer value Wencai's life as a treasure, and Wang Yu has no intention of kneeling on the pole.

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

Wen Cai's death is definitely inevitable, but the vitality of being tortured by the ghost's handprint is indispensable.

There is a saying: I have to bear the troubles I caused myself with tears in my eyes.

Is that what you said?

Wang Yu felt that this sentence was very reasonable and of a high standard.

Just Chong Wencai believed in Qiu Sheng's evil, and let Qiu Sheng, an unreliable guy, come to him for help, he deserved to suffer more.

Who can be blamed for being unkind?

Who can I blame for my stupidity?

Anyway, Wang Yu couldn't be blamed.

In the afternoon, Qiu Sheng, who had a slippery mouth when eating out of the restaurant, had a tendency to not want to leave.

According to him, there is still time to return to Yizhuang after drinking afternoon tea.

If it weren't for Wang Yu's lack of interest in drinking afternoon tea with such a guy, they probably wouldn't be able to return to Yizhuang after dinner.

After all, the distance between Renjia Town, where Yizhuang is located, and the county seat is only that small. It didn't take long for Wang Yu and Wang Yu to return to Yizhuang.

Seeing Wencai who was lying at the door wrapped in a ragged jacket and waiting to see through his eyes, Qiusheng hurried forward with the oiled paper package in his hand.

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

Hurry up and eat the roast chicken first. It's hot, and if you don't eat it, it will go bad. "

Seeing a smile on his face thanking Qiu Sheng for his literary talent, Wang Yu strengthened his belief even more.

This guy is stupid and he is not kind to others, he 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, the hairs all over Wang Yu's body exploded immediately.

Cold, piercing cold to the bone.

If it weren't for his kung fu, his energy and blood are strong and vigorous, and the magic power of Qingyang Jue will automatically protect his body and run.

Wang Yu already had the idea of ​​putting on a jacket.

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

Otherwise, Qiu Sheng wouldn't worry that the roast chicken he brought at noon would soon go bad.

In broad daylight, the person Qiu Sheng talked about could affect the surrounding environment, so there was something real about it.

No wonder it can resist the many talismans and instruments in Jiushu's treasury.

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

The best solution to Wencai's ghost handprint curse is to kill the cursed ghost.

I want to see who the hell is, who can actually turn the two of you around. "

"It's in the morgue, on the morgue where Ren Weiyong was placed."

"Wang Yu, can I go to the morgue with you after eating the roast chicken, it's hot now and the smell inside is strong.

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 fine if Qiusheng is a scumbag and doesn't take your life as a treasure, and Wencai yourself is so casual.

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

Both of you don't take yourselves seriously, so you can't let me work hard for you!
I am not an uncle, and you are not my disciples, so I have no need to protect you like a calf. "

Hearing Wang Yu's impatient words, Qiu Sheng dared to say that he actually didn't want to go to the morgue.

There are still some remains in the coffins in the morgue that have not completely decayed.

When the weather is hot, the smell is really touching.

In the past, when the master was in charge of Yizhuang, when the weather was hot, the master would go into the morgue alone to handle various things.

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

"I lead the way...I lead the way.

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

Otherwise, if you enter the morgue later, I'm afraid you can't help but spit out the smell. "

Seeing Qiu Sheng go on the road, Wang Yu was not talking about going back to punish these two spoiled guys.

Familiar with Qiu Sheng, he followed Qiu Sheng to the morgue. The more he walked, the more sensitive Wang Yu could feel that the ghost that had given the literary ghost's handprint was unusual.

The cold air is getting stronger and stronger.

After entering the morgue, the cold air was almost atomized.

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

If Wang Yu were the brainless protagonists in domestic films, he would definitely turn around and leave right now.

Unfortunately, he is not.

He is a non-staff Taoist priest.

Looking at the black coffin surrounded by cold air, Wang Yu calmly said two words: "Open the coffin."

(End of this chapter)