You Are My Gravity

Moreover, after stepping here, Qin Zheng clearly felt the air dirty, not to say that Zhong Wenqing's room was messy, on the contrary, Zhong Wenqing's room was very clean and tidy.

but……

As Qin Zheng said, the air in her room was too dirty, and the evil spirits and grievances were rampant in the room, as if the place was heavily polluted. The air, land, and rivers were all heavily polluted. As soon as I approached, I felt extremely uncomfortable. ,

If it weren't for Qin Zheng and the three of them with amulet on them, I'm afraid they have been besieged by Yin Qi.

Zhou Ping shook her head, "This woman is really... unexpected."

Xu Mu asked Zhou Ping: "What do you see?"

Zhou Ping said: "A lot... the secrets hidden in this woman's body are really not even a little bit."

Zhou Ping walked around the room and finally came to the bathroom.

Qin Zheng asked curiously: "Mom, what is this, why, there are such a box of jars on her bed, on the table, and on the washstand?"

He saw it just now. The three jars are basically exactly the same.

Moreover, there is a piece of paper pressed under the jar, and I can't see what it is.

Qin Zheng wanted to reach out and uncover the lid on the jar.

Seeing Qin Zheng reaching out to touch, Zhou Ping immediately said, "Don't move..."

Qin Zheng quickly retracted his head: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Zhou Ping said: "This thing, don't move..."

Xu Mu asked her: "What is this?"

Zhou Ping said: "These are all the little ghosts raised by Zhong Wenqing. She took them in during the day, and at night... she let them out to **** the yang energy of people living near her."

Qin Zheng exclaimed: "What?"

He stammered: "Little...little..."

Zhou Ping sneered: "She raises so many little ghosts, she is not afraid of being bitten by herself..."

Xu Mu's throat rolled twice: "I've heard before that there are celebrities who will raise little ghosts in order to keep themselves popular... I always thought this was all nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true..."

In the early years, Xu Mu heard people say.

However, he always thought that this might be a rumor. After all, he couldn't imagine who would raise that kind of stuff. Isn't he afraid?

Zhou Ping glanced at him: "What's so rare about this, you forgot, the thing I found in your room, how dirty the entertainment industry is, you know better than me."

Xu Mu took a deep look at Zhou Ping: "Fortunately, I have you."

Zhou Ping pressed the corner of her lips, "You would have died without me."

Xu Mu smiled, "Yes, you are my savior, so, I want to promise with my body..."

Qin Zheng snorted: "Enough, I'm still here."

Zhou Ping blushed and turned to walk to the place where Zhong Wenqing was dressing up.

Zhou Ping walked to the pile of cosmetics in front of the table again, reached out and picked up an enamel porcelain box that looked different from other cosmetics. After opening it, a strong fragrance came.

Zhou Ping immediately held her breath and said, "This is the refined corpse oil. I don't know what spices the person who refined it added to cover up. The smell of corpse oil... smells like ordinary cosmetics."

She put down her hand and picked up another lipstick. This lipstick is not seen on the market. It does not have any brand logo on it, and it looks a bit rough, like a DIY lipstick sold by micro-businesses.

After opening it, Zhou Ping put it under her nose and smelled it: "This is also the case. She was boiled with corpse oil. She was really for the fire, at all costs..."