Just as he took a sip, Zhang Rishan glanced at her makeup, and there was a smell of corpse lingering on his nose. He frowned, "Chuan'er, go take a shower first, it's so smelly."

Qi Lechuan shook his little head proudly.

Master Hei directly pinched his nose, and Zhang Rishan's expression was also very disgusted. Only Qi Luo's face had not changed, and there was a doting look on his lips as if it was present and there was a vague look on his lips.

She also smelled the air, "Oh, it really smells a lot. I said Brother Luo, this corpse oil is of good quality, right? Did you just get buried?"

Qi Luo chuckled, "Your brother doesn't do the job of stealing corpse oil, it's the smell of fermenting carrot."

Qi Lechuan's face changed, "Corrot?"

She quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom. She was cruel enough! She had covered her whole body!

As soon as she left, Mr. Hei got up and opened the window to ventilate. He happened to see someone sneaking into the hall. Mr. Hei tweeted, "Are you still afraid that our eighth master is not dead?" Hei yelled back and shouted, "Jiu'er, come here."

A little ghost here stopped walking towards the bathroom and looked back at Mr. Hei.

Suddenly, a slipper smashed towards Qi Jiujiu.

Qi Jiujiu dodged and looked at the shoe thrower with lingering fear.

"Go and help." Zhang Rishan said in a serious tone.

Qi Luo looked at the little ghost with a deep sense, with murderous intent.

Qi Jiujiu lowered his head and went to find Hei Ye, with a black gas lingering in his palm. If Qi Luo used Taoist techniques to attack him, he would immediately fight back.

Hei Ye pointed outside, curled his lips and whispered, "That old guy is old and can't help but scare him. Don't scare people to death."

Qi Jiujiu's eyes lit up, "I understand."

Hei Ye symbolically patted his shoulder, and his hands might go down and pass through his soul body. He said, "Good child, remember to respect the elderly and love the young. This is a traditional virtue of our China."

Qi Jiujiu nodded in agreement, "You are right, I am a kind ghost."

Isn’t this the routine of not scaring people to death and not coming back?

When Qi Jiujiu floated over, he formed a seal in his palm and pulled a few evil spirits from a radius of miles.

In the hall, Qi Huanshu checked the coffin again with a crutch, put his palm on the lid of the coffin and patted it, muttering to himself, "Boy, the Qi family has been killed in war for several generations. Now the Qi family has its own ability due to your grandfather. He has some ability, but I am not bad either. Qi Tiezui of Qi's Qi family is not as good as me. He passed away early. I thought the Qi family should be my turn to be the leader, but he still has your little grandson. Haha, you have some ability, and you are lucky..."

Qi Jiujiuhuan tilted his head and looked at the old man and said to himself. This man's brain is getting worse and worse as he grows old. He is almost half a body into the coffin, and he is still thinking about the position of the Qi family.

"But you died young, and your brother Qi Luo is just a child he picked up, so don't blame my uncle for snatching the position, this is what I deserve." As he said that, a golden nail appeared in his hand and gestured to put it in the center of the front of the coffin.

Those who don’t understand this may not understand. If the nail just now is just a silence, then this golden nail will be a soul seal, which will prevent her from being reborn forever.

Qi Jiujiu suddenly felt a little scared. He had no heart and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. If Qi Lechuan had not come out, her soul would be sealed here by this old guy.

"Your grandpa is timid and cowardly, and his ability is not as good as me. But the Buddha likes him. I have suppressed this hatred for decades. Every time the Qi family holds a meeting, I wish I could cut him into pieces. He has been dead for more than ten years, so you can suffer for him."

Qi Huanshu's depression and injustice were written all on his face. He endured it for decades and felt resentment in his heart.

He picked up the hammer and pointed it at the nail.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Qi Jiujiu's pressure came instantly. Suddenly, the strong wind blew out the two candles on the hall's pedestal, and the chandeliers on the top were also shaking.

A white-clothed ghost appeared inexplicably, floating in the air, his tongue almost drooping to the ground, and it shook its hair and made a crackling sound.

Qi Huanshu's pupils dilated, and he swallowed and spitted into the coffin nails.

There was a "dongdong" sound.

The evil ghost in white appeared behind him, and Qi Huanshu's legs were trembling in fear. He was a Taoist priest of the new era. He showed people Feng Shui. He occasionally caught a ghost and could make money by a few words that could make money.

The coffin nail entered an inch, Qi Jiujiu raised his hand, and Taohua's eyes were mixed with a bit of bloodthirsty. People could not kill them, so let's play with him for the time being.

Qi Huanshu knew what was happening behind him, so he didn't look back and was anxious to smash the nail in, but no matter how hard he used, the nail could not enter and did not move at all.

"Do you need help? Hehehe..." A cold voice sounded, as if it was a bit playful with an echo.

A little girl was wearing a red dress, her hair was tied with a red scarf, and her face was burned by a fire. She was no longer like that. She held an adult male leg bone in her hand, slapped her palm intentionally or unintentionally, and approached Qi Huanshu, "Grandpa, you smash it hard, why don't you let me do it."

Qi Huanshu's eyes were almost glaring out, and he didn't dare to move, and his head was sweating.

It laughed and was about to knock it down with the bones. Qi Huanshu shook his hand and made seals. After all, he was old and moved too slowly. He was hit by the bones and immediately became dark and blue.

"Oh~, I'm still an old Taoist priest." It seemed even more excited.

"Pu..." With a sound, someone got up and went out to see Qi Huanshu in the hall. He shouted in fright, "Ghost!"

Qi Jiujiu rolled his eyes, slapped him, and fainted.

He looked at the little girl and signaled it to continue.

The evil ghost in white felt that he was useless and just slipped away.

The little girl was allowed to do it in a real way. When the bones went down, it was not the flesh and blood, but the soul.

With the brother's shouting before, everyone also came out to check it out. Seeing that Qi Huanshu was still holding a hammer in his hand and was about to smash the coffin nails, the uncles' faces changed.

"Qi Huanshu, no matter what, he is a junior, you are too ruthless!" Although Qi Huan wanted the equity of the Qi family, he was not so much, and he was really despised.

Not to mention those uncles, they just wanted to make profits, but they never thought of doing such a bad thing.

Zhang Rishan was very steady and his face was gloomy. He took off the coffin nail, "Qi Huanshu, you dare to attack us from the Nine Gates. Qi family can't tolerate you anymore, so you can do it yourself."

Qi Huanshu's entire consciousness is now blurred, and his soul seems to have been shattered. If Qi Jiujiu hadn't supported his old body, he would have fallen long ago.

After taking a shower, Qi Lechuan looked at the room silently, with a bit of unruly mixed in his apricot eyes.

Qi Jiujiu looked in her direction, pursed her thin lips. To be honest, he didn't plan to attack this old man. At most, he found a few evil spirits to scare him to death. He didn't find this little girl who suddenly appeared.

He thought she would save the old man's life, and Qi Jiujiu thought deeply. He seemed to think that Qi Lechuan had softened his heart recently, and it turned out that it was all illusions.

Qi Huanshu was sent back early in the morning, leaving several elders to bury the coffin in the early morning, but no accidents occurred along the way.

In this way, Xiao Baye of the Qi family completely faded out of Changsha.

Inside the old house of Qi family.

Zhang Rishan made a new mask for Qi Lechuan, which is very consistent with her temperament. If you are familiar with her, you may feel a little similar.

"President, Qi Huanshu suddenly had a serious disease last night and had passed away." A young man suddenly walked in. He had a mole on his forehead and his expression was dull, as if he came in and reported it. After saying that, he was gone.

Zhang Rishan nodded and turned the pages lightly with the book in his hand.

It’s strange if you die, it’s not true if you don’t die.

Under the banyan tree, Qi Lechuan was wearing a simple and generous white dress and raised his hand to tease a little girl in red.

"Guduo, this is a reward for you." Qi Lechuan took out a black sign from his hand, with the words "Password" engraved on it.

Guduo is the girl's name. Her face was burned by high flames and could no longer recover. This was the child she met on the way while Qi Lechuan was looking for a tomb a few years ago.

Its life is miserable. Its mother was abused by domestic violence. Her father was just a vague person. She would beat her mother if she drank too much. Guduo was only eight years old. She was ignorant and saw her father beat her to death with her own eyes. That night, it ended the lives of the whole family.

After that, it became a resentful ghost. The only thing that can escape punishment for suicide killing is Qi Lechuan who released the water.

The leg bone in its hand was broken by its father's thigh.

It held the leg bones in its hand and clapped its palms from time to time, not receiving the token, and was a little unsatisfied, "That's all?"

There was a ghost king hanging on the banyan tree. He pursed his thin lips and his voice was cold, "Isn't this enough?"

The pressure from the Ghost King made it unable to speak for the time being, so he could only look at Jiujiu in anger, and was very brave.

Qi Jiujiu said, if Qi Lechuan hadn't been here, he would have beaten it up and obediently.

Qi Lechuan took out two more talismans, and his tone was like coaxing the child, "Is this enough?"

The Guduo catches it, the talisman is black, and it complains about the evil ways in its heart.

When Qi Jiujiu heard this, he glanced at it, and said, "The little thing, and even complained when he picked up the good product."

"Cow head and horse face, send it to hell." Qi Jiujiu turned over and fell down, raised his hand and pressed its head.

Guduo struggled for a while and found that there was no meaning.

"It's almost done, Xiaoguduo, go downstairs. Niuto and Uncle Mahou will arrange work for you. By the way, there is another thing. When I need your help in the future, you must appear at any time." Qi Lechuan was protecting it while digging a hole.

The more Guduo feels that the Ghost King cannot resist, it will obey Qi Lechuan and continue to resist the Ghost King. This is called rebellious psychology.

After seeing off Xiao Guduo, Qi Lechuan stopped.

Recently, he has been keeping the phone with the fat man, and the young man has not woken up. After she finished her work, the fat man said he would transfer the young man to a specialist hospital in Beijing.

Qi Lechuan also agreed and planned to go together.

Qi Luo stayed at Changsha Tiaokou. Heixiazi recently took on a new business and disappeared again. Zhang Rishan and Qi Lechuan returned to Beijing.

Zhang Rishan returned to the room prepared for Qi Lechuan by Crescent Hotel.

Qi Lechuan was wearing a handmade cloth bag and a light blue cheongsam. She looked a little elegant, with long hair slightly curly, which made her look well-behaved and sensible.

Yin Nanfeng leaned against the door and looked at her with serious eyes. He suddenly said, "You look familiar. Have we ever seen it?"

Qi Lechuan looked at her and gave her a bright smile, "Maybe all beauties look the same."

Yin Nanfeng was speechless. Although he was indeed outstanding in appearance, there was no need to boast about it, right?

"You really look familiar, your facial features are like the arrogant fortune teller last time, and your shoes, why don't you wear high heels?" Yin Nanfeng was aggressive.

Zhang Rishan was sorting out Qi Lechuan's things. When he heard her question, he didn't respond. Yin Nanfeng, the child, was grown up when he saw him. He was very smart and was the successor recognized by the Crescent Hotel.
To be continued...