dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Hua Jiunan wanted to comfort Chen Daji with words, but the current state of this guy is simply horrible.

He really didn't know what to say.

Chen Daji is actually very smart, and he understood Hua Jiunan's expression.

"It's over, this young master wants to rely on his face for food in the future!"

While talking, this guy took out a tissue and wanted to wipe the blood, but Hua Jiu couldn't stop him.

"Don't move, the blood has strong yang energy, it can prevent dirty things from getting on your body!"

"Really? Boss, you didn't say it earlier!"

Chen Daji stretched out his palm and evenly spread the blood on his face.

Not even the neck was forgotten.

This guy was afraid that there would not be enough blood, so he deliberately squeezed out the congestion in his nose.

"Boss, help me see if there is anything I missed!"

The cave where the two fell was more than ten meters deep. ?

They tried hard for a long time but couldn't climb up.

In desperation, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

Unexpectedly, there is a cave under the cave, and the more you go inside, the more spacious it becomes.

Turning the corner, a mansion of a rich family in ancient times appeared in front of my eyes.

The blood-red wooden door has couplets pasted on both sides of the wooden door.

Upper couplet: Yin and Yang fish, there is white in black.

The second couplet: Between humans and ghosts, different routes lead to the same goal.

Hengpi is a big "dead" word.

Put the human skin lanterns brought by Hua Jiunan and the others on top of the couplets.

Chen Daji's face instantly collapsed:

"Too bad, Boss, we have fallen into a ghost den!"

"Are you going to go out? Quickly invite a fairy to collect the dirty things!"

As mentioned earlier, after Hua Jiunan changed the dragon skin, no ghosts and monsters could get on him.

Otherwise, given the relationship between Hua Jiunan and Chang Huaiyuan, it would be effortless to invite the Patriarch of the Chang family.

"Great plan, Huwa and the others should be inside."

"We have to go in and save people!"

Although Chen Daji has many faults, his advantages are also outstanding.

It's like being loyal in the world, stabbing your friends in both sides.

"Boss, can blood still prevent dirt when it's dried?"

Hua Jiu shook his head: "No, you need blood!"

Chen Daji gritted his teeth and punched himself on the nose.

The old rule: not enough blood, nosebleeds.

While smearing it himself, he said to Hua Jiunan:

"Boss, I'll share with you."

"Anyway, it's disfigured, so let me do it alone!"

Hua Jiunan resolutely declined Chen Daji's kindness:

"I have a special constitution, and dirty things can't get on my body."

When Chen Dage heard the words, he had a resentful expression on his face:

"Boss, you should have said it earlier, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have to hit myself so hard!"

"Oh, I'm going, the nose seems to be dry and crooked!"

While complaining, the ruthless man went to the door and slapped it hard.

"Is anyone home? Come out to pick up the guests!"

Hua Jiu's ugly black line:

This sentence seems a bit impolite...

With a "squeak" the door opened, and a burst of rancid smell rushed in.

The one who opened the door was a woman in ancient costume with a mouse's head.

She also smiled at Chen Daji.

It's just that this smile is too permeating.

Chen Dage, who was so brave just now, jumped back and hid behind Hua Jiunan.

"Old, old, boss!"

"This, this, what the hell is this!"

Hua Jiunan answered softly:

"Ghost!"

"Animal souls attached to dead people, forming dirty things!"

"Don't worry about it, let's go in!"

It's not hard for the ghosts and animals to do it for them, and they dodge to get out of the way.

He just smiled coquettishly at Chen Dage all the time.

Frightened, Chen Daji pulled Hua Jiunan's clothes and muttered to himself:

"Fuck, uncle, I already look like this, why does she still covet my beauty..."

In the yard, black corpse insects were densely crawling, and there was nowhere to stay.

The two could only bite the bullet and step on it.

The trampled corpse worm let out a "squeak" scream, and then burst.

It's like stepping on a blood-sucking leech.

The rancid stench in the air was thicker.

Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji managed to cross the courtyard and came to the main hall.

There are two black coffins on both sides of the main hall, with a big "Fu" character hanging in the middle.

Below the word "Fu", is a table of eight immortals.

There are two wicker chairs on either side of the table.

Huwa and another roommate, Zhang Shun, were reclining on the rattan chair, happily smoking a hookah.

That way, he looked very much like a drug addict in the opium den of the old society.

The tiger baby is still coy, and she is a woman who looks like a woman.

Seeing this, Chen Daji was not only a little angry:

"Damn it, I've been looking for you all night, but you guys are smoking and playing in this damn place."

"Hurry up and come back with me!"

Chen Daji wanted to reach out to pull, but was stopped by Hua Jiunan:

"Don't go there, they are possessed by dirty things!"