Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

Yuan Xucheng tried to preemptively blame Qin Jincheng for the existence of these corpses, but his words were too far-fetched. Obviously, these corpses could not be buried once or twice, and they had obviously been piled up here for a long time. , where is it so easy to shirk away?

Qin Jincheng: "Oh? It turns out that there are corpses under there. This is the first time I saw it, so I didn't recognize it for a while."

"Amitabha, good and good." The old abbot stood in front of the big hole that was smashed open, clasped his hands together: "Master Yuan, why are these corpses appearing here?"

Others also said: "Yes, Master Yuan! Give me an explanation!"

"This is your sect!"

"Why are there so many corpses!"

"This old man doesn't know!" Yuan Xucheng hurriedly said, "How could this old man bury his body under the ground of his sect's hall? It's clear that someone maliciously planted the blame!"

Qin Jincheng: "Framing the blame? You mean, someone can move the corpses to your courtyard, dig the ground and dig holes to bury the corpses, but with so many people in your sect, no one finds out?"

Qin Jincheng nimbly avoided Yuan Xucheng's sword move, and said with a sneer: "You Xuantianmen still call themselves the five sects of the rivers and lakes, but you don't even know when someone else buried the body in the hall? Is it because you have something in your heart? Ghost, or are you not strong enough?"

"Nonsense!" Yuan Xucheng interrupted Qin Jinsheng: "I never knew there would be such things down here! Besides, who would build their sect on a pile of corpses!"

Yuan Xucheng looked at the crowd and said loudly: "Everyone saw it just now, it is clear that this devil brought us here! Just to smash these things out, how did he know that there are things buried in it? Because of these He buried it!"

Hearing this, everyone also felt that there was some truth, and looked at Qin Jincheng one after another.

Qin Jincheng: "Yes, I brought people here on purpose."

When Yuan Xucheng heard his confession, he said excitedly: "The devil admits it!"

Qin Jincheng: "Because I saw with my own eyes last night that Master Yuan Shao came here to bury his body."

Yuan Xucheng laughed loudly: "Devil, you yourself admitted that you came last night. According to the old man, it is clearly the corpse that you buried yourself, but planted it on someone else!"

Qin Jinsheng: "If a person's skin is in direct contact with a corpse for a long time and is not cleaned in time, the skin is prone to rashes, which are unbearably itchy. The rashes and pustules are inflamed and festered, and the skin will rot and fall off. The rotten skin has wounds. , if he directly touches the corpse again, it will be more serious, that piece of skin and even that layer of flesh will fall off, repeatedly, as long as he can't stop his behavior, he will never get better."

Qin Jincheng spread out the folding fan, and with one fan, a gust of dark wind came out, and Yuan Xucheng, who had raised his sword, was thrown backwards by the fan!

Qin Jinsheng said: "The hands of the young sect master of Xuantian sect are wrapped in gauze all day long. Why can sect master Yuan talk about it?"

Yuan Xucheng prided himself on his martial arts skills, and he was one of the top figures in the arena, but now he couldn't even beat a young man. He obviously tried his best, but the opponent was still able to block his tricks calmly. Yuan Xucheng was very frustrated.

Seeing the indifferent appearance of other people, Yuan Xucheng became even angrier: "How can this devil be allowed to run rampant here! Let me kill this devil together with the old man, and avenge these innocent people!"

"Sect Leader Yuan is right! How can you listen to this devil talking nonsense here! So what if Young Sect Leader Yuan's hand is wrapped with a bandage? Maybe he accidentally scratched it."

"Exactly! Who hasn't scratched yet? My hand is also wrapped in bandages!"

"Master Yuan! You are not afraid of the slanting shadow, and this devil dares to question Master Yuan, so let Master Yuan untie the gauze on his hand and prove it to this devil!"

"Yes! Prove it to him!"

When Yuan Xucheng heard the first half of what these people said, he felt a little lucky, but the latter words made him very embarrassed.

Of course he didn't dare to let the head of Yuan Shaomen come out, let alone let him remove the gauze from his hand in public, because Yuan Xucheng knew very well that what Qin Jincheng said was right, his useless son was really infected with corpse poison , the place where his hand touched the corpse has been festering and festering, but his son just couldn't help it, he insisted on playing with the corpse, and seemed to fall in love with the itchy feeling of finger rashes and the pain of skin ulceration.

His own son was infected with this kind of eccentricity. Yuan Xucheng had tried countless methods, beat him, scolded him, even tied him up and tortured him for many days, but the results were not great, even It also made Yuan Shaomen, who had been suppressed for too long, even worse.

In Yuan Xucheng's heart, he had already scolded the Nizi countless times for not doing enough and more than failing, but he refused to admit these things.

Yuan Xucheng: "To be honest, someone poisoned Quanzi's food a few days ago. The poison was so weird that it made the dog's skin pus and fester. Wrap gauze around your hands to cover it." Yuan Xucheng showed a look of grief: "My son is in such pain, the old man and his wife are very distressed, they have been looking for a doctor, and they are also investigating who is so vicious!"

Yuan Xucheng: "The old man didn't understand before, why the man wanted to give my son such a poison, but he was here waiting to be framed!"

Qin Jincheng: "What are you talking about, why don't you just ask a doctor to check it out? This martial arts conference is full of talents, so there shouldn't be a shortage of people with medical skills, right?"

After the words fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and several people from Xuanyimen stood up on their own initiative.

Xuanyimen was originally famous for their medical skills, and when it comes to medical skills, they are experts.

Feng Hufa, who was disguised as a woman, also stepped forward, squeezed his throat and said with a smile: "Since I was young, my father took me to practice medicine everywhere, and I also know some partial diseases."

"Miss Feng is actually good at medicine, she is really versatile!"

"Miss Feng is really talented and beautiful!"

Protector Feng twisted his pink sleeves to hide his face, pretending to be shy and said: "All the heroes, I'm proud of you. The little girl only knows a little bit, so it's nothing to worry about."

Several people who thought they had good medical skills stepped forward one after another, and a group of people looked at Yuan Xucheng again.

Yuan Xucheng couldn't get off the tiger, so he could only let go and asked someone to bring his son here.

When Qin Jincheng saw his appearance, he knew that he was trying to cheat again, so he let the little devils follow him.

Originally Yuan Shaomen wanted to escape through the back door, but when he opened the back door, what he saw was not the trees outside the back door, but a group of dark people.

Sect Master Yuan Shao immediately froze in place, and after taking a closer look, he found that what he opened was the back door, and it was clearly the door of the front yard.

How is this going?

Shouldn't it be a ghost?

There was no moon tonight, it was very dark and very cold, the excited Yuan Shaomen shivered.

Master Yuan Shao closed the door immediately, turned around and ran, he didn't want to face those people now, he might as well withdraw first, and leave the rest to his father to explain.

But when he quickly ran to the backyard and opened the back door, he still saw the crowd.

From everyone's point of view, this Yuan Shaomen just opened and closed the door in the front yard, opened and closed it, and went back and forth six or seven times!

Little did he know, Master Yuan Shaomen had already run six or seven times on the way from the front yard to the back yard!

But every time he opened the door to the backyard, all he saw were people from the front yard!

Master Yuan Shao's face changed completely. It was obvious that the group of people were holding torches one by one, but Master Yuan Shao felt that these people in front of him seemed to have become gloomy.

Yuan Xucheng didn't understand that his son only had a short period of time in everyone's eyes, and he had already gone through six or seven long-distance runs. He thought that this rebellious son was messed up at this time, and ran here disobediently, and almost rushed over in anger Slapped him, but Yuan Xucheng held back in the end, and said angrily: "Why bother with that door, since you're here, come here!"

Yuan Shaomen didn't step out of the door right away, and even flinched a bit.

Yuan Xucheng was worried that Shaomen Yuan's performance was too guilty, so he quickly excused him: "Because of the hand injury, the dog is a little sad, and I don't really want to see people. I hope you will forgive me."

Yuan Xucheng tried his best to excuse his son, but Yuan Shaomen obviously couldn't accept the favor, because at this time he had already determined that he was haunted by ghosts, otherwise why couldn't he escape from this house?

Ghost!There are ghosts in this sect!

Seeing Master Yuan Shao standing there stupidly motionless, Yuan Xucheng had no choice but to look at the disciples of the sect to pull him over.

Yuan Xucheng has already made up his mind, once those people confirm that the rash and ulcers on his son's body are caused by direct contact with the corpse, then he will insist that the person who poisoned his son before put the poison on the corpse, that's why the symptoms are like this resemblance.

Yuan Xucheng had already prepared a draft in his heart, and he was waiting for his son to come over and examine these doctors, but, by chance, Master Yuan Shaomen refused to step out of that door, and the panic in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"No! I won't go there! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!" Yuan Shaomen panicked.

Yuan Xucheng's expression darkened instantly.

The others looked at each other, ghost?Where is the ghost?Why did so many of them not see it?Master Yuan Shao was so afraid to step into the hall, and there is a big pit in the hall, and many corpses are buried in the pit...

Could it be that there are ghosts in my heart!

At this moment, Qin Jincheng secretly mobilized the grievances in the pile of corpses to help them condense into shape.

The grieving ghost has a strong hatred for the person who killed him, and the strong hatred can even make them condense, especially in this kind of moonless night, when the grieving ghost is most likely to appear.

Coupled with Qin Jinsheng's help, these grieving ghosts, who had been buried underground for many years, almost rushed out!

So, Yuan Shaomen saw countless ferocious souls floating out from the bottom of the big pit and coming straight towards him!