Zombie World: My Apprentice Yue Qiluo

It turned out that this was the real reason why the priest committed suicide.

After a while, the dean wiped the tears from his cheeks: "I pray that the priest is really a person with boundless love. He is willing to sacrifice himself, and he does not want to be the same as the devil!"

He Yi didn't speak, just walked out of the room.

As for that... Father Ryan, He Yi guessed that either he died or turned into a Western zombie.

"Master, how are you?"

Seeing He Yi come out, Qiu Sheng asked hurriedly.

He Yi shook his head: "No bat den was found in the church. It seems that the bat den is not here. Let's go meet up with Ninth Uncle."

Looking at these young nuns like flowers and jade, Qiu Sheng was a little in love.

The nuns were also reluctant to part, but to Qiusheng, they said to He Yi, "Mr. He, are you interested in believing in Allah with us?"

He Yi, who believes in Allah, shook his head: "I'm sorry... I didn't even think about it."

The little nuns were suddenly disappointed.

A Hong and a group of people went to check around, but they were not here. He Yi and Qiu Sheng went directly to the mountain to meet Jiu Shu.

When they got there, they found that only Yue Qiluo was waiting there.

"Qiluo, where's Ninth Uncle?"

He Yi asked.

Yue Qiluo put her hands around her chest and raised her eyebrows: "Ninth Uncle said that he will take the village chief to find a new water source. After all, the water source has been polluted and cannot be drunk in a short time. We must find a new water source."

He Yi nodded: "Okay, let's go back first."

The matter of the bat nest, anyway... the security captain is in charge, and what He Yi wants to know is already known, so there is no need to stay here.

After returning to the inn, Jiu Shu came back not long after.

"I have found a new source of water, and I just need to wait until noon tomorrow to start work."

Ninth Uncle said, raised his hand to drink a cup of tea, and fanned the wind with his hand: "This ghost weather is really going to suffocate, I will take a bath first, and you will rest first."

The new water source was found, and it seemed that nothing was going on at the moment. Qiu Sheng was very excited, he took He Yi and Yue Qiluo with him, and was about to go outside to watch a play.

As everyone knows, the really troublesome thing is still: what's next! "Uncle, Senior Sister Qiluo, don't you know that the opera troupe in Baiyang Village is very famous, everyone has heard of it in eight villages, it's rare to sing here today, we really are So lucky."

Qiu Sheng took He Yi and Yue Qiluo into the theater with ease.

There are very few entertainment projects these days, and singing is one of them.

There were a lot of people in the theater. There were dozens of tables, and each table was full of people. Some even brought women, pinching their shoulders and beating their backs.

The girl who was singing on the stage was a girl named Cardamom. She was very delicate and lovely, with light makeup on her face, very beautiful.

The babbling sound was like an oriole, although it was not a traditional old drama, He Yi still listened to it groggy.

The people below... kept applauding, and Qiu Sheng's eyes were straight.

"Master, don't you like watching dramas too much?"

Yue Qiluo... Seeing that He Yi was absent-minded, she couldn't help but leaned over and left, and asked in He Yi's ear.

Immediately, a fragrant breath came to the face as Yue Qiluo approached.

He Yi smelled it, and said lightly, "Well, I don't really like hearing about this..."

It's not that the opera is bad, it's just that for a young man from the [-]st century, he doesn't understand it at all.

"Uncle, it doesn't matter if you can understand it or not, it depends on who sings it!!!"

When Qiu Sheng heard what He Yi and Yue Qiluo said, he leaned over and said, "Do you know who this is? It's the famous cardamom! How many people want to listen to cardamom singing, but they can't listen. We made a lot of money today!"

Hearing this, He Yi looked around.

Sure enough, the people around were all listening to the play with relish, but their eyes were on Cardamom, and their expressions became more and more gloomy.

He Yi immediately understood that so many people came here, not to really listen to the show, but to see this cardamom! "Master, how do you think this cardamom looks?"

At this moment, Yue Qiluo came over again, blinked her eyes, and asked playfully.

"It's far worse than you."

He Yi said casually, but he was thinking about it in his mind.

In the movie, this cardamom also appears, and it seems that the end is not good.

Yue Qiluo showed a dazzling smile, as delicate and beautiful as the soft and weak flower bones on the branches of the spring in March.

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Chapter 6 The death of cardamom, the horror in the middle of the night

After Cardamom finished singing, everyone left the stage in twos and threes, not interested in listening to the content at all. Obviously, they came only to see Cardamom's demeanor, not really to listen to the play.

"Qiusheng, don't leave yet"

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was sitting in the same place, Yue Qiluo shouted coldly, with undisguised contempt in her eyes.

What can't you do, the first place in lust.