Chapter 179 Can

The weather is starting to warm up, which is not good.

Because I can't wrap a scarf.

My brother pretended not to see the kiss marks on my neck, and I sat in the back seat awkwardly.

"Xiao Qiao, if you want to sleep, remember to cover the air conditioning blanket." My brother joked: "Otherwise, you can't take medicine if you have a cold now. You have two little ancestors in your arms, so you can only carry it. How uncomfortable it is."

Dabao sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Little Empress, let's go? Where is the Emperor?"

"He is not here..." I opened my eyes and saw him at a few times.

At first I thought he was too much, but after I went to the Underworld, I realized that there were really a lot of boring business, but he had to do it.

He was in charge of the cycle of life and death. These words have trapped him for many years, and he could not leave it to others.

I don’t know where Mingzhang went. Jiang Qiyun said that he had sent someone to search carefully on the way I passed by, but I don’t know when I could find it. Moreover, if I was contaminated with evil spirits, I had to take it to the Taiyi God to warm it up for a while.

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Lao Lin's family is in the countryside of a county, which is a secluded village, but his house is particularly grand. It is said that it was just built before the New Year. He probably got a lot of benefits from those corpse refiners.

He said he wanted to hide, but he didn't know if he was still at home at this time. We knocked for a long time but no one answered the door.

I looked at several farmhouses around me, and none of them were next to his house, and they were far away.

My brother went to ask and the information he got was that there was an old lady at home and his wife was there, but his wife never showed up. Instead, the old lady went out to buy vegetables early in the morning and then went home to close the door for a whole day.

His family does not interact with the villagers, and no relatives come to visit.

"There must be a problem. How could the villagers isolate themselves? What's more, the old lady and her wife are at home, and there is no one to help if something happens. They should have a good relationship with the villagers." My brother and dad often go to the countryside to understand the situation in the village.

"Is that old lady Lao Lin's mother? She is the relative of our family?" I asked.

"It must be that his father passed away a few years ago. Maybe his daughter-in-law was serving the old lady at home... But why didn't there even be someone to answer the door?" My brother rang the doorbell hard, and the doorbell kept ringing inside, but no one made a sound.

Dabao whispered: "Is the old man's ears bad? The wife dared not open the door alone, and deliberately pretended that there was no one in the house? Why don't we turn in and open the door?"

Climbing the wall in broad daylight? This is a risky thing in the village. Maybe a bunch of villagers rushed up to break the wall into a disabled person.

What should I do if the law does not blame the public and I will be beaten for nothing?

My brother walked around his house for a while, and each window was closed tightly, and the curtains were pulled up, so he couldn't see it at all.

"Let's come back tonight? It's more convenient to climb over the wall at night."

We had a meal at the farmhouse at the entrance of the village. When night fell, Lao Lin's house didn't even have a lamp. Did the old lady and his wife go to bed after dinner?

My brother tied the rope around his waist and tied one end to Dabao's waist. He quickly helped him run two steps and stepped on the wall and climbed over the wall.

I was waiting at the gate, and soon, the gate quietly opened a crack from inside, and my brother signaled me not to speak.

This is a thief... I was so nervous that my heart thumped.

Dabao also followed in. He stuck the door with a brick, then squatted in the shadow behind the door and guarded. My brother and I quietly walked to the door of the small building.

I looked around and there were a few black jars placed everywhere in the yard?

It seems inappropriate to say that the jar is like a rice jar with a wooden lid on it.

Is this used to pickle kimchi?

When I was looking at the yard, my brother had already pried open the door lock. His talented skills are truly the eldest son and grandson of the Mu family. It depends entirely on him to inherit the family learning.

The door opened, and a cold and dull aura came to my face.

The pointer of the compass was shaking a little, and I watched the tip of the needle occasionally rise and fall. Is this a sinking needle or a pointing upward?

According to convention, the elderly’s bedroom must be on the first floor. After all, it is inconvenient to legs and feet, so climbing stairs is very hard.

We tiptoed into the room, and my brother unscrewed a glow stick, and this faint light was not easily discovered.

I pulled my brother and looked at a big jar in the living room.

It’s a big jar again, with every corner of the yard and a corner of the living room? How many kimchi to pickle?

We carefully attached it to the door of the bedroom on the first floor, and there was a slight snoring sound inside. Is the old lady asleep?

There are living people in this room, but we didn’t respond to the door. Are you trying to hide any secrets?

My brother pointed to me and walked upstairs. When I reached the stairs on the second floor, the compass was finally able to stand horizontally and pointing in front of us.

In the empty living room on the second floor, there is a single bed placed against the wall, and there is still a large black jar in the center of the room.

I smelled a sticky smell, so I quickly put the compass in my hand and prepared to make a gesture.

My brother unscrew the small flashlight and illuminated the strange magic array of the jar.

Some lettuce and fruits are placed in five directions, with a hand-tied villain in the middle, with a spell on the villain, and a table lamp is placed beside the villain, with a broken rooster head tied to the lamp, allowing the chicken blood to drip on the villain below.

The whole villain was covered with half-dry black blood.

What kind of evil method is this? My brother took out a talisman and put it on the big jar. He was about to lift the wooden lid when he heard an old voice coming from the stairs behind him.

"...Who is tired of living? You're going to break into my house at night..."

I kept preparing the thunder technique, turned around and pinched out a thunder technique and slashed it. Anyway, whether it is a zombie or a living person, I will slash it first!

The old voice smiled contemptuously: "...I am still good at Taoism, where is the hypocrite from? Do you want to save my family again? Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I thought she was laughing, but after these few "giggles", you suddenly scratched the big jar behind us!

My scalp was numb by the sharp sound... There must be a zombie in this jar!

This old Lin actually raises corpses at home! He is a corpse raising man himself!

The stuff in the jar suddenly pushed open the wooden lid, and I saw a messy long hair and a pale face slowly poking my head out of the jar.

"Lei Jue, Xiao Qiao!" My brother took out the electric baton, "This is a zombie who obeys the orders! He has a high IQ! Start first - Ouch!"

My brother was stunned. I could understand his mood at this moment.

We have seen so many ugly and disgusting zombies, but the first time we have seen such a piece-

Her skin is pale and covered with corpse spots, but there is no decay, her body is slim, and the soft curve of the woman can be seen on her chest.
Chapter completed!