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Chapter 452 Don't do good deeds

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    He suddenly picked up the wine bottle in front of Liu Wensan, and gulped down half the bottle.

    Then he looked at me with red eyes, and said with difficulty: "Help her."

    In the eyes of the merchant, I saw a trace of luck, as well as the struggle of unwillingness to believe in reality.

    I didn't continue to puncture, nodded and said: "I will accompany you to take a look."

    Just at this time, Liu Wensan suddenly said: "Sixteen, I will go with you."

    "With your current physical condition, I'm afraid you have to take it easy when dealing with the mother and child blood demon." There were no twists and turns in what he said, and I could clearly see some meaning from his eyes.

    Although Liu Wensan didn't ask me much about the shortened life, Blind Chen would definitely say it.

    Before I could speak, Liu Wensan continued: "Blind man, you can stay at Feng's house. There must be someone here to take care of this girl."

    After finishing speaking, Liu Wensan glanced at Xu Shiyu again, he finished his glass of wine in one gulp, and touched the handle of the Guillotine Knife.

    "The sooner it can be dealt with, the better, and try not to cause complications." Blind Chen said in a calm voice, "I will talk to Patriarch Feng about the incident just now."

    I nodded and felt relieved a lot.

    Prepared to get up and leave, but Xu Shiyu pulled my arm, and she said softly, be careful.

    I smiled, and replied the word rest assured.

    Going out from Feng's house, the merchant insisted on driving.

    ?He was stuffed with half a bottle of Erguotou in one breath, already smelled of alcohol, and was shaking when he walked, how could he be allowed to open it?

    Still let Feng Qu drive us.

    At this moment, the time is about nine o'clock, the moonlight is covered with a faint white mist, and there are no stars in the sky.

    It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived outside the merchant's house.

    The black-gray brick wall exudes an indescribable coldness.

    After getting out of the car, I told Feng Qu not to be with us, just stay in the car.

    The merchant went to push the sunken courtyard door.

    With a soft creak, the one-meter-square wooden door was pushed open.

    The yard is also very cold and lonely, and it feels completely different from the last time I came here.

    It's clearly a normal yard, nothing has changed, it's just cold and depressing.

    It's like the dead air full of decay in an old house that hasn't been inhabited for many years.

    If there is a blood demon here, it is no longer a place suitable for living people to stay.

    In particular, this blood demon is also a living corpse, and I am afraid that it is almost the same as Widow Liao at that time.

    In a room on the right, there is a faint light in the window, not like a lamp, but like a candle.

    "Luo Xian" The merchant was about to speak.

    Suddenly, the window of that room opened, and Miao Jing's head poked out.

    Half of Miao Jing's disheveled hair hangs down on her shoulders, and half hangs down, covering most of her face.

    To be honest, her sudden appearance is really creepy.

    Suddenly, Miao Jing said: "Husband, why did you bring this man back again? He wanted to lift my quilt, didn't you see it?" Her voice was dry and hollow, and it seemed to echo in the yard.  .

    The merchant's face was pale, and he looked at me in a panic, with an expression on his face as if he was about to cry in the next moment.

    My eyelids twitched slightly.

    From under Miao Jing's half-covered face, a lot of bloody fluff can still be vaguely seen.

    And I also felt a faint threat.

    It is very difficult to deal with the bloody mother and child corpses, or living corpses.  But Liu Wensan and I won't get any benefits from her.

    It's just that if there is a real fight, there will be no good end for Miao Jing.

    I still want the merchant to do a lot of things. If the attack is too harsh and the merchant is stimulated too much, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to cooperate with the merchant.

    I have come into contact with a lot of living corpses, and I have a little understanding of the nature of living corpses.

    Putting away my thoughts in a flash, I also calmly replied: "Let's let Brother Shang get some things, and we'll leave when we're done. Patriarch Feng arranged it."

    The merchant's Adam's apple obviously rolled, but Liu Wensan didn't speak.

    In an instant, the yard became very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

    The next moment, Miao Jing suddenly stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, her face was completely exposed, and she looked at me directly.

    His face twitched a couple of times, as if he was smiling.

    "Then you take it quickly, and get out after you take it." Her voiceThe hole was icy cold, and there was a biting coldness in his eyes.

    Immediately afterwards, she said again: "Husband, don't worry about the affairs of the Feng family from now on, let's live a good life."

    "No one can separate us, whoever tries to separate us will die."

    After finishing speaking, Miao Jing suddenly laughed, her smile was so penetrating, the courtyard was full of empty shrill laughter.

    With a soft click, the window was closed, but a shadow could be clearly seen.

    Miao Jing was still sitting behind the window, as if watching us all the time.

    The merchant's face was full of bewilderment. I pushed him forward, and then he came back to his senses and walked into the main room.

    Soon he took us into the previous tool room.

    It's the same as the last time I came here, nothing has changed.

    I closed the door behind my backhand.

    "Brother Shang, is there any three-story imitation compass here?" I asked directly.

    The merchant asked anxiously what I was going to do?  Why not help his wife?

    I looked at him fixedly, sighed and shook my head: "Brother Shang, do you still not believe in reality?"

    After I finished saying this, the merchant's lips moved again, and he burst into tears.

    Two lines of tears fell down and flowed down the cheeks.

    "Is it really hopeless?" He said again with difficulty.

    I shook my head: "Life is a matter of life, she still breathed a breath of corpse in the end, but this will only become more and more fierce, as you can see, she tried her best to show that she is still a normal person, but her personality has changed.  Dying is also to want to live with you, for this purpose, she will be more extreme."

    "If she had fought just now, she would have resisted desperately, and it would be difficult to save her body after the fight. The only thing I can do now is to respect the dead first. You take out an imitation compass, and I will calm down her evil spirit, and then I will do it again."  Find a way to get her vagina."

    "The baby in the stomach is also a life that has never seen the light of day. Take it out and let your wife die before she can go to reincarnation."

    ? After a pause, I persuaded him to express my condolences.

    The merchant stood there in a daze for about a minute, then he pursed his lower lip and sat in front of the workbench.

    The engraving tools on the stage are messy, and there are also some disused compasses, which are obviously copied from the overall fixed compass.

    In addition, there are indeed imitation compasses that have not been fully carved.

    He picked up one piece, then lowered his head, concentrating on carving the remaining feng shui dishes.

    It's not that I'm deliberately looking for trouble, this is indeed the most peaceful solution, avoiding extra problems to the greatest extent, and it won't make the merchant collapse too much.

    The last imitation compass on my body was also used up when I used the life technique to connect Yin.

    The time at this moment seems to pass very quickly.

    Hours passed in the blink of an eye.

    The imitation compass in the hands of the merchant still has the last feng shui disk left.

    Just then, I suddenly received a text message.

    This is a message from Feng Qu.

    There are only a few words on it: "Mr. Luo, how are you? The merchant's cousin, the cat, has entered the yard. This man is sneaky, and I'm afraid he won't do good things."

    [The author has something to say]

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