Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

"Thank you, Uncle Xie?" Zheng Bingren raised his heart in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Dad—" Xie Bowen couldn't help urging.

In his opinion, since Meng Zezhi has come to him, there must be a way to save Zheng Bingren.

Meng Ze knew enough was enough, got serious, and said calmly, "Tie him up first."

"Ah?" The three present almost shouted in unison.

Then Zheng Bingren was tied up by his assistant and Xie Bowen.

It is also a small bowl, finely smoked with cypress branches, burnt rushes, dog tooth powder, black beans, and cinnabar into powder, prepared with rice wine, diluted with tea and rice water, and finally burnt a yellow talisman.

The finished product is the same as the previous bowl of yellow talisman water, with a weird color and a disgusting smell.

The first time was raw and the second time was cooked, just took the assistant's hand, opened his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

At the end, Zheng Bingren smacked his mouth, and said in a little surprise: "It turned out to be sweet."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Meng Zezhi: "Uncle Xie, what then?"

"just wait!"

After speaking, Meng Zezhi found a comfortable position and leaned back on the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The three of Zheng Bingren were left looking at each other.

Annoyed and impatient, Zheng Bingren asked his assistant to turn on the LCD TV hanging on the wall, trying to distract his attention. When he saw Xingtou, his stomach suddenly growled.

Zheng Bingren didn't take it seriously at first, but he didn't stop after shouting. Gradually, his stomach started to hurt.

"Thank you, Uncle!" Zheng Bingren trembled, his face was pale, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Meng Zezhi opened his eyes, as steady as Mount Tai, he only ordered: "Find a towel and stuff it in his mouth, don't let him bite his tongue."

Without hesitation, the assistant ran into the bathroom and came out with a towel. He walked to the bed and stuffed the towel into Zheng Bingren's mouth. When he was about to straighten his body, he subconsciously looked at Zheng Bingren's stomach.

I could only see his stomach bulging and opening with the sound of heavy exhalation, and from time to time a bulge would disappear quickly, as if something was scurrying inside.

The assistant stared slightly, his scalp was numb, and he took a step back like a conditioned reflex.

Then I saw Zheng Bingren whimpering and rolling on the bed.

He couldn't help looking at Meng Zezhi: "Master Xie?"

"Hold him down, don't let him roll out of bed, it won't heal if he gets hurt." Meng Zezhi said calmly.

After hearing this, Xie Bowen hurried forward and held down Zheng Bingren with his assistant.

Zheng Bingren had a ferocious face, with veins popping out of his forehead, his eyes gradually turned red, and his body writhed desperately, trying to break free from the confinement.

"Bingren——" the agent who rushed over after receiving the news pushed away from the ward, and what she saw was this scene. She stared and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

At this moment, Meng Zezhi moved.

He grabbed Zheng Bingren's chin with one hand, facing a pair of slack pupils, then pulled out the towel from his mouth, dragged him to the position above the trash can by the bed with the other hand, and patted his neck with his last palm superior.

The moment the agent rushed over, Zheng Bingren opened his mouth and vomited with a wow.

Blood-red worms the size of thumbs slipped out of his mouth and fell into the trash can.

Unexpectedly, the manager who ran into this scene felt dark in front of his eyes and got goosebumps all over his body. He didn't care about saving Zheng Bingren, and took five steps back.

When Zheng Bingren finally calmed down, Meng Zezhi took out two talisman papers and threw them into the trash can, only to hear a stabbing sound, and the flames shot into the sky.

A dozen or so worms in the bucket struggled desperately, but they couldn't escape the scorching fire. With a crackling sound, the worms turned into wisps of black smoke and rose upward.

"Okay." Meng Zezhi said while opening the window to breathe.

Xie Bowen and the two quickly let go of Zheng Bingren, and Zheng Bingren stopped struggling, lying on the bed weakly, his whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

After gulping two mouthfuls of mouthwash until the stench was completely gone, Zheng Bingren pushed away his manager, got up from the bed with difficulty, and asked with an unspeakable taste, "Uncle Xie, what was that, that was just now?" "What the hell did I spit out?"

Meng Zezhi took the hot tea from his assistant, took a sip, and said, "Corpse."

As he spoke, he glanced at the top of Zheng Bingren's head, and the funnel-shaped cyclone had dissipated.

All four of Xie Bowen's expressions changed, just hearing the name, they knew how disgusting it was.

Zheng Bingren's face was pale and white: "Uncle Xie, tell me, who wants my life?"

"I don't want your life, but your anger." Meng Zezhi said.

He vaguely had some guesses in his heart.

The love between humans and ghosts is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

These words are not just words, people belong to yang, ghosts belong to yin, and ghosts can harvest yang to nourish yin. Once a person's yin enters the body, he will be lingering on the sick bed at least, or die suddenly.

Then why did Wan Zihuai and Li Wenhuan live a happy life in the end?

Are they talking about a platonic love?

Think about it and know it's impossible.

It's no wonder that Li Wenhuan, who has always been ruthless and regards human life as worthless, would spare the life of his rival with great kindness. His feelings are trying to use waste.

Meng Zezhi said, "Do you still remember Lu Huaijin?"

"Lu Huaijin?" Zheng Bingren frowned slightly. He really thought about pursuing Lu Huaijin, but since he quit the "Gong Lue" crew, Lu Huaijin unilaterally cut off contact with him. If the other party is unwilling, he will stop thinking about it.

As a victim, Zheng Bingren has the right to know the truth of the matter, so Meng Zezhi explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail.

After a long silence, Zheng Bingren only asked: "Lu Huaijin, no, does Wan Zihuai know that what happened to me was caused by Li Wenhuan?"

"He knows." Meng Zezhi said with great certainty, it was written in the plot, because of this matter, Wan Zihuai almost regarded Li Wenhuan as a snake and scorpion, but not long after, on the way home, Wan Zihuai was caught by a The serial murderer was targeted, and it was Li Wenhuan who rescued him at the critical moment, and it was from this moment that Wan Zihuai gradually fell in love with Li Wenhuan.

If it is normal, there is nothing wrong with such a plot.But then I thought about it, because you saved my life, because everything you did was because you loved me too much, so I can ignore your cruelty and heart, and live happily with you.

How weird it sounds!

"However, he probably doesn't know about the anger." Meng Zezhi said again.

This incident was not mentioned in the plot at all, Wan Zihuai's nature is not bad, and he is not so cruel.

Zheng Bingren's face was ashen, with veins popping out on the back of his hands, as if he was holding back something.

Even leading him to hate Wan Zihuai.

That's right, he almost lost his life for no reason, it's no wonder he can be lenient.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, and I've done everything I need to do. Take care of yourself and eat as much supplements as possible. This will more or less make up for the lost vitality in you." Meng Ze Zhi stood up, "By the way, I'll leave you three amulets. As long as Li Wenhuan doesn't come here in person, it won't be a problem to keep you safe and sound for a year."

Hearing this, Zheng Bingren's face showed a look of gratitude: "It's so inconvenient today, when I'm discharged from the hospital, I will invite Uncle Xie to eat to express my gratitude."

"En." Meng Zezhi responded casually, picked up the fan on the table and walked out.

After leaving the gate of the hospital, Xie Bowen came back to his senses from the series of events that happened just now, and there was only one sentence left in his mind: Dad is really promising!

Thinking of this, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

At this moment, Xie Bowen's cell phone rang suddenly. He took out the cell phone, blinked his eyes to make sure he read it right, and then said in an incredible tone: "Dad, Bingren transferred 80 for me." Wan, I said it was a reward for you."

Although the 80 yuan is not enough for him to make a movie, but you must know that his father has been cheating for more than 20 years and has not earned so much money.

Meng Zezhi put on an expression that was clearly very smug, but pretending to be calm: "Put it away, your father and I deserve it."

At the end, he said earnestly, "Son, the happy days of our father and son are finally about to begin."

Xie Bowen laughed along, he was not attached to glory and wealth, he only hoped that his family would be safe and sound.

He said, "Dad, where are we going now?"

"Go to Chen Tianhou's house." Meng Zezhi said.

Although Li Wenhuan was concerned about Wan Zihuai's feelings in the later stage and no longer easily harmed others, but before that, Zheng Bingren was not the only one of his victims.

Send the Buddha to the west, if you can save him, you will naturally save him.