My buddy admits that I like to hear others calling chang sounds a bit perverted, but I didn't mean to listen to it. The sound itself insists on getting into my ears. What can I do? My buddy is innocent. Can innocent people be perverted? The perverted ones are the pair of dogs inside, and the outside is haunted and earth-shaking. You two are actually in a ecstasy and happy life.

Hey, who are these two people inside?

This dead man should be the adulterer who had just entered. He was killed by Gu Qinglin's ghost and was shocked. There was still a man in the hair? Could it be that Gu Qinglin's ghost was rolling the sheets with his wife, right? It was his second uncle, and it felt a little messy. I touched my nose and stroked it again. I remember the first time I saw the black shadow running into the door, which looked a little familiar. Later, I saw the dead thing on the steps. Although I was not wearing glasses, my hair on the top door was withered and was shining by the fire. It seemed that it was the bastard Jiang Yunqing.

When he was teasing Miao Fengyi, I was scared away by me with a pointed ghost, and then went around to Gu Qinglin's house. The whistle was the secret code to open the door, which opened the door for the adulterer. He followed the adulterer and screamed and died. After passing through the torches and urine, he became a shocking ghost, and chased the old guy who was thinking about it and took his life.

This speculation should not be wrong, but what I can't understand is that is so easy to form a ghost? Besides, is the lips of the corpse a little too red? Also, who was killed by him, what was Gu Qinglin's wife doing after his death, and who was the dog man and woman who were throwing the bed sheets?

Grass, a series of question marks, cannot be solved. Unless you go in and take a look, you may be able to solve multiple mysteries.

I pulled Shen Bing, who was still covering my ears, and quietly drilled into the bottom layer through the gap of the wooden board. The bottom layer is usually a place where animals are raised or dried firewood is piled up. There are no animals here, but there is a pile of firewood, which just allows us to use the momentum to reach the bottom of the second floor. The two torches just now burned two big holes on the second floor, which can basically allow our heads to drill into.

I slowly poked my head out of the hole, and the smell of paper ash and incense filled with a strong smell of death. The room was extremely dark and a little cold. Even though I opened my eyes wide, I could not see anything. I had to stand up and arch my shoulders up. Suddenly, I heard a violent friction sound of broken glass from the depths of the darkness. I heard my soul flying out of the sky, his second uncle, the Jade Blood Beast!

I was so scared that I quickly drilled my head down. Unexpectedly, my head was stuck on the hole, and my ears were almost squeezed out but I couldn't get out.

"Pooh……"

With the sound of spitting something, a strange cold suddenly surged up ahead and rushed towards my head. At that time, my heart jumped into my throat. Although the blood beast looked not big, it was very fast. If you took a few bites, it would probably be half of the head would be gone.

My buddy wanted to keep his ears in his arms, and he had to pull his head down hard. This time his head was down. The ears shouldn't fall, but he didn't dare to touch them because of the pain. Fortunately, the strange cold brushed the top of his head and stretched out his hand to touch it. Damn, his hair was less than half!

"What's wrong?" Shen Bing asked in a low voice.

I didn't even bother to explain, and pulled her down the pile of firewood and emerged from the crack. The front foot came out, and the Qihan's back foot was behind her butt. I must be unable to escape, so I stood still, pulled Shen Bing back and came to an iron bridge. Qihan flew over the tip of his nose. When he passed by, he vaguely saw a black thing the size of a palm, which seemed to have two eyeballs, and two faint crystal light flashed.

"It's the Jade Refining Blood Beast!" Shen Bing screamed.

I thought to myself that I was fussing, afraid that I wouldn't hear it from the building? I didn't work with this blood beast transformed from witchcraft. I could only use filth, like my buddy's boy's urine, which should be able to crack. However, the speed of this thing was that I had not pulled my pants open, and the person was reimbursed.

While thinking, the blood beast flew back from the front again. I pulled Shen Bing and rolled on the ground and went down the hillside.

"You're thinking of a way, the blood beast is coming again!" Shen Bing said anxiously.

The method is so thoughtful. Do you think I am an inspiration extractor? But when my head was broken on the hillside, I really thought of a solution and hurriedly took out the little white flag. Xiaoxue and the pointed ghost chased the shock. Xiaobaiqi did not follow him. Fortunately, he kept this hand. He threw the little flag back, pinched the trick with his right hand and chanted the spell softly. The little flag pulled the wind and flew over to the black shadow of the blood beast.

The blood beast did not seem to have to be in trouble with us. When he saw a cool and awesome white flag, he probably was angry. With a click, it seemed as if he opened his mouth and bit the flag.

My heart trembled, don't bite it, the old Xi family just put a flag like this. The magic trick turned and he said loudly: "The Great Sage Hanging in the sky, thunder and thunder hit the ground!"

This was a method used to deal with Tan Qing in the Wude City. The little white flag immediately rotated rapidly, and the speed was faster than the blood beast flying. In the end, he could only see a ball of black shadows flying in the night sky. Then the little white flag made a few thunderous farts sounds, and a black shadow flew away into the distance. The blood beast must have been thrown out.

Shen Bing and I took the opportunity to stand up from the ground, put away the small flag and ran back desperately. We ran back to Miao Fengyi's door, and the blood beast chased after him, and then we held the steps and gasped. I suddenly found that the door was open, with an oil lamp on it, and Old Man Miao was sitting on the bed, holding a brush in his hand, and I don't know what he was doing.

Shen Bing also looked up and saw it, and said to me in surprise: "Why do I feel like a zombie painting lips?"

I was shocked suddenly and thought to myself, don't scare me. Although the old guy is bedridden, he is still a living person. How could a living person be a zombie lip painting? This thing is so amazing. If we really encounter it again, it would be too unlucky.

Although I didn't believe it, Old Man Miao looked like a zombie drawing lips. He was holding a mirror in his left hand, and the brush in his right hand was faintly blood-red, and he was scribing his lips. Suddenly, all my hair stood up, and my heart was beating violently. Why did he draw lips? Is it really a zombie?

At this moment, Old Man Miao raised his head and looked at the two of us outside the door, and smiled with a cracked mouth, which was particularly gloomy. The lips were as bright as blood, which immediately made the buddy get goose bumps from head to toe!

"He doesn't look like a zombie. Is he the successor of Dongfang Bubai?" Shen Bing said tremblingly.

After hearing this sentence, I want to hit the wall. You are idiots, you can't be so idiots. Dongfang Bubai is a novel story, okay? Don't take it seriously.
Chapter completed!