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Chapter 405 Qin's Death (7)
Guishun nodded and said, "Yes, Doctor Du's medicine is very powerful. After drinking it, he loses his breath for a while, but he doesn't look like a dead person."

Everyone advised Guishun not to think blindly, because it is easy to scare people to death.

After a while, Guishun's words reached Cuiping's ears.Although Cuiping saw Zhou's mother's body in Lianfang today, Dangui and Biyu were there at the time, so she didn't dare to touch it. Hearing what Guishun said, she became more and more worried.

It was getting dark, and the rules in the temple were strict, and people were not allowed to walk around after the lamps were lighted.Liu Qiqiao and Du Ruo were really hungry, so they stretched out their hands enough to eat the cakes on the table, Du Ruo said: "You led the snake out of the hole this time, and before the snake came out, everyone was starved to death by you."

Liu Qiqiao stuffed a piece of pastry into Du Ruo's mouth, leaned into her arms and said, "Don't you think you are at a loss for being alone with me for so long?"

Du Ruo thought about it, and it really wasn't a loss, so he smiled and bit the pastry and started to eat it.Liu Qiqiao looked at the pastry froth left on Du Ruo's lips, raised her head and licked Du Ruo's lips.

The surroundings became dark, and the old nun came in with a lantern to light the lamp. She looked at the cakes on the altar table with dazed eyes and said, "Where did the wild cats come from? They stole food from the temple again."

Liu Qiqiao almost burst out laughing, but Du Ruo quickly blocked her lips.

The footsteps of the old nun got farther and farther, and the two finally settled down. Liu Qiqiao clasped his hands together, and silently recited a few words of Amitabha, saying clearly: "Emptiness is form, form is emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is not different from emptiness..."

Looking at her serious look, Du Ruo couldn't help laughing and said, "Actually, many Buddhist temples also enshrine Huanxi Buddha."

"The two of us are doing business right now." Liu Qiqiao glared at Du Ruo, but it's a pity that it's pitch-black under the altar, and nothing can be seen.

Du Ruo hugged Liu Qiqiao tightly, and her big palm slowly slid down her waistline. Liu Qiqiao felt that goose bumps had grown up wherever Du Ruo's big palm touched, and the two of them were fighting fiercely. It was about to be ignited, but there were anxious and gentle footsteps outside the door.

Du Ruo and Liu Qiqiao stopped at the same time. Liu Qiqiao was half lying on the ground, pulling a thin slit. Sure enough, she saw Cuiping coming in with a basket on her arm. Inside the basket were paper money and silver foil.

Cuiping put down the basket, took a candle in his hand from the table beside him, and took the candle to illuminate Mama Zhou's body from top to bottom, left, right, up, down, left, and right. Putting the fire aside, facing Zhou's mother's corpse, he folded his hands together and arched: "Zhou's mother, I don't want you to die, but since you are already dead, then don't come back to life, how many of you have died? It's time, why are you still warm?"

As Cuiping said, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, he pulled out a silver hairpin from his bun, shook his wrist and said, "Mother Zhou, don't blame me, if you don't die, then I will die, are you looking at me?" I grew up, you know how my young mistress treated me these years, I didn't mean to kill her, it's just that she doesn't take me seriously."

Hearing this, Liu Qiqiao's blood boiled and she swallowed, but her gaze stayed on the trembling silver hairpin in Cuiping's hand.

(End of this chapter)