ed their eyes away. Jin Ling paused and said, ". Glanced at the crack in the door, stood there blankly, most of them couldn't walk, fainted after being dragged away by his family, had a big fever, did...he couldn't help letting go. Before the oil lamp nearly fell to the ground, Wei Wuyan rescued it, calmly picked it up in the fire that was still burning in his other hand, lit it, put it on the table, and said, "did you stab the old man" Good craftsmanship.

it was only then that people realized that the people standing all over the room were not real people, but a large group of paper people.

the heads, faces and bodies of these paper figures are the same as those of real people, and they are exquisitely made, including men, women and boys. The men are all "Yinshi", who are tall, strong and angry. Women are good-looking beauties, or wear double servant girls, or comb cloud bun, even under the broad paper clothes, you can also see the graceful posture, clothes patterns and even real clothes should be exquisite. With color, thick ink colorful, bright red and green; there is no color, all white. Each paper man smeared two shades of blush on his cheeks as the look of a living face, but their eyes seemed to be white in time, and the thicker the blush, the more gloomy they were.

there was also a table in the hall with several candles of different lengths. Wei Wuyan got up at one o'clock, and the yellow light lit up most of the room. In addition to these paper figures, there are two large wreaths on the left and right of the hall, and the paper gold treasure, ghost money and pagoda in the corner are piled into a hill.

Jin Ling had already pulled the sword out of the scabbard. Seeing that it was just a shop selling funeral supplies, she breathed an imperceptible sigh of relief and drew the sword into the scabbard. No matter which monk in the Xianmen family died, they never engaged in these messy and gloomy ostentation among the people. they saw little, and they got better again after the initial shock. I have goose bumps, but I feel that night hunting is even more exciting.

No matter how thick the fog is, it won't get into the house. After entering the righteous city, they can easily see each other's faces and feel at ease until now. Wei Wu envied that they had relaxed and asked the old lady, "can I borrow the kitchen"

the old lady didn't seem to like the fire. She almost stared at the oil lamp viciously and said, "the kitchen is in the back. Use it yourself." With that, she quietly withdrew from the hall and hid in the other room. She closed the door so loudly that several people trembled. Jin Ling said, "there must be something strange about this old witch! You. " Wei Wu envied, "all right, stop it." I need help. Who's coming with me "

Lance chased and said, "I got it."

Blue View instrument still stood upright and said, "what am I going to do"

Wei Wu said with envy, "keep standing and don't move until you move."

Lance followed Wei Wuyan to the back kitchen. As soon as he entered, a stench of mildew came to his face. Lan Sizhu had never smelled this terrible smell in his life, and he felt dizzy, but he refrained from rushing out. Jinling also followed. As soon as she entered the door and jumped out, she fanned desperately and said, "what a damn smell!" What are you doing here if you don't find a way to detoxify it "

Wei Wu said with envy, "Hey You're just in time. How did you know I was going to call you Help together. "

Jin Ling said, "I'm not here to help!" Ugh. Did anyone here kill someone and forget to bury it! "

Wei Wu said, "Miss, are you coming or not" Come in and help, no, go back and sit down and call someone else. "

Jin Ling said, "who is the eldest lady be careful what you say!" He picked up his clothes angrily and stepped in again. Wei Wuyan opened a box beside him, and the stench came from inside. There was a pig leg and a chicken in the box, the red meat was full of green, and the white maggots curled up in the green. Jin Ling was forced to go out again. Wei Wu closed the box and picked it up and handed it to him: "throw it away." Throw it anywhere, don't let us smell it. "

Jinling, full of nausea and suspicion, threw it out, wiped her fingers with a handkerchief, and then threw it away. When they returned to the kitchen, Wei Wuyan and Lan Sichu unexpectedly drew two buckets of water from the backyard well and were cleaning the kitchen. Jin Ling said, "what are you doing"

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Lance scrubbed diligently and said, "as you can see, wash the stove."

Jin Ling said, "what are you doing washing the stove it's not about cooking."

Wei Wu said with envy, "who said it wasn't" It's about making food. You come to sweep the sun and get rid of all the spiders in the noodles. "

he said so naturally, so naturally, and inexplicably, Jinling was stuffed with a sunny dust sweeping hand and began to do it vaguely. The more I swept, the more I felt that something was wrong, and I wanted to beat Wei Wuyao. At this time, Wei Wuyan opened another box, this time there is no stench to the nostrils.

the three moved quickly, and the kitchen soon took on a new look, and it was finally a little popular, unlike a haunted house abandoned for many years. There are chopped wood in the corner. Pile them into the bottom of the stove, light them with a flame, frame a washed cauldron in the noodles, and let it boil a pot of boiling water. Wei Wuyan opened the box, poured out a pile of glutinous rice from it, cleaned it, and put it into the pot.

Jinling said, "cook porridge"

Wei Wuyan: "mm-hmm."

Jin Ling drops the rag. Wei Wu envied, "look at you, work for a while and get angry." Look at people who want to chase, work the hardest, and haven't said anything yet. What's wrong with porridge "

Jinling said, "am I angry because the porridge is not good" Porridge is not delicious, clear soup and little water. "

Wei Wu envied, "it's not for you anyway."

Jin Ling: "I've been working for so long and I still don't have my share"

Lan Si chased: "Master Mo, is it true that porridge can detoxify the body"

Wei Wu smiled and said, "Yes, but it's not porridge that can dissolve the body poison, it's glutinous rice, a native method." Generally apply glutinous rice to the wound that has been scratched and bitten. In case you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you can try it. Although it will be very painful, it will definitely work, with immediate results. However, instead of being scratched and bitten, they inhaled corpse poison powder, so they had to cook a bowl of glutinous rice porridge to drink. "

Lance chased suddenly: "No wonder you have to go into the house, but also into someone's house." Where people live, there may be a kitchen, and there may be glutinous rice in the kitchen. "

Jin Ling said, "who knows how long this rice can still be eaten And the kitchen hasn't been used for at least a year. It's all gray and the meat stinks. Doesn't that old woman have to eat this year It's impossible for her to pick up the valley. How did she survive "

Wei Wu envied: "either this room has been unoccupied, and she is not the owner of the shop at all." Or she doesn't have to eat. "

Lance chased and said in a low voice, "Don't eat, it's dead." But this old man is clearly breathing. "

Wei Wu said with envy, "that's right. I haven't asked, why did you come to Yicheng together It can't be such a coincidence that you happened to meet us again, right "

the faces of the two teenagers immediately became dignified. Jin Ling said, "I, the blue family, and several other families, are all chasing after one thing." I chased it from the other side of Qinghe. " Lance chased: "We came from Langxie."

Wei Wu said with envy, "what is it"

Jin Ling said, "I don't know. It never showed up, and I don't know what it is, or who it is, or a lot of people. "

it turns out that a few days ago, Jin Ling cheated his uncle and let Wei Wuyan run away, always worried that Jiang Cheng would really hit him this time, so he decided to sneak away and disappear for ten and a half days. When Jiang Cheng's anger had passed, he appeared in front of him and gave the purple electricity to Jiang Cheng's confidant subordinates. He went all the way to a small town out of the Qinghe River, looking for the next night hunting place, and rested in an inn in a small town. One night, he suddenly heard a knock at the door. driven by techniques, moving spontaneously, creaking and weaving cloth, while he himself sits aside, holding a roll of paper books and looking attentively.the two men had already reached the door of...