Chapter 113

Last night, Tan Wenbin personally witnessed Hu Yiwei being pulled into the gang. He had experienced being possessed by evil spirits, knowing exactly how much torment this process involves. As for enjoyment… that’s purely wishful thinking. Your self-awareness is completely replaced, you fundamentally don’t know what happened, there’s not an ounce of benefit, only bitter suffering is given to you. Seeing Hu Yiwei in that state this morning was like a used and discarded condom.

So this whole day, Tan Wenbin had been contemplating what he should do. Not quickly figuring out a way is not okay, Hu Yiwei’s condition is not okay, then tonight those ghost old man and old woman aren’t going to tear open the packaging bag and use himself? Looking at Zheng Daqiang’s actions, this is truly a physical tearing of the face.

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“Monsters wearing human skin, monsters wearing human skin…”

Its big fish eyes kept blinking, as if begging her to help end its pain, even shedding fish tears.

Holding the shovel, he made a gesture to smash the door, but actually gathered strength once again, waiting for them to come up and block.

Zheng Jiayi put the mouse bag aside, then very happily went to the back to help light the stove, and said with a smile:

So, when they were talking in the room, they were clinging to the door, and when they were eating mice, they were also clinging to the door, because at that time they themselves were just like a piece of clothing, hanging on the back of the door.

Zheng Jiayi had already closed her eyes, her hands were also trembling, yet she was still supporting the increasingly heavy fertilizer bag.

Although the posture wasn’t pretty, the quantity was large and full, and Tan Wenbin finally experienced the joy of Runsheng.

“Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish it out! Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish it out!”

Tan Wenbin knew he couldn’t delay, so he simply picked up a stool and prepared to continue dealing thoroughly with that remaining dry corpse.

“Hahaha, eat feast! Hahaha, eat feast!”

“Mengmeng, my uncle’s family, what is this?”

Tan Wenbin followed Yuanzi brother’s side; he had truly seen a lot of scenes in this world. He truly did not lack secret books; what he lacked was a brain to read secret books.

“You motherfucker think I’m an idiot?”

He spat out the warm rice he had just eaten, all black water.

Their family of three, like geckos, were either sticking or clinging, exhausting all possibilities to peek inside.

But Tan Wenbin is a standard “pig herd running” veteran. Although he wasn’t skilled at anything specific, he could still imitate a few “pig grunts”.

Hearing this, Zheng Jiayi opened her eyes, lowered her head and saw a pile of mice climbing on the bodies of their companions inside the bag, and only felt her intestines and stomach beginning to twitch.

The reason he spat out these things meant that Tan Wenbin’s body was undergoing further transformation.

“They, they won’t be in trouble, right?”

“You, who exactly?”

There was an explosion sound, and the walls, floor, including the dressing table in front, all positions splashed by pus, showed different degrees of corrosion.

Not good, I’ve become an evil spirit!

Unexpectedly, he didn’t have to wait until night; the people ahead tore off their disguise.

Hearing this, Yinmeng immediately asked: “Did Xiaoyuan brother tell you to come?”

Returning to the old Zheng home, he put the cylinder and fertilizer bag under the bed.

Yinmeng took out money again and asked if it was enough.

“Ah ah ah…”

Yinmeng then picked up the remaining snacks in the bag, walked over, and handed them to the fool.

Tan Wenbin chased for a circle, knowing that continuing like this was not okay. Passing by Zeng Yinyin’s side, he smashed a stool at the just-climbed Zeng Yinyin.

“Go to bed and sleep.”

As for the Xue family, there wasn’t really anything left. Li Zhuoyuan even used the method of an “immortal old man” to induce Xue dad to celebrate his birthday early, and when the true ancestor appeared in his dream, Xue dad’s first reaction was not to believe it.

Tan Wenbin turned his body to the right, completely ignoring Zeng grandma coming from the left and smashing him with her walking stick. Instead, he raised the shovel with both hands and struck the already broken-armed Zeng Miaomiao with full force! “Crack!”

He added another sentence: “If I had your cooking skills, the old lady would probably be reluctant to let me go into the kitchen, afraid the smoke would blacken my face and dirty my hands.”

Yinmeng didn’t initially feel she had encountered a “treasure”, but as the fool ate and a “chirping” sound came from nearby, and more and more mice appeared from nowhere and began to eat the food on the ground, Yinmeng’s gaze towards the fool changed.

Li Zhuoyuan was preparing new cinnabar paste, using the blood he had just taken from Xue dad.

“You eat this first!”

Will I lack secret books?

Zeng grandma very difficultly came to Zeng Yinyin’s side. Zeng Yinyin had been smashed unconscious by a stool earlier by Tan Wenbin. Although her head was bleeding, her chest was still heaving.

“Mengmeng, aren’t you coming up to sleep with me?”

He wasn’t a Yin god, nor a military general. As a rural evil spirit, he had been severely pressured by Tan Wenbin twice and was already exhausted.

However, it was small but sturdy, and when it landed, it was like a spider, quickly flipping over, its four limbs on the ground, its small head still held high, its squinted eyes flickering incessantly.

Instantly, the cold sensation throughout his body became deeper, as if the evil spirit was already connected to his skin and flesh, but the ghost husband’s consciousness was also suppressed.

Tan Wenbin first took out a rope and tied up Zeng Yinyin’s hands and feet, then tore off her clothes and wrapped her broken head to prevent her from dying due to excessive bleeding.

After entering the city, she was still like a gas stove. Unfortunately, Runsheng didn’t allow her into the small kitchen in the store basement. The midnight snack they ate that night was also made by Runsheng, who firmly refused to let her participate, not even allowing her to hand over salt or MSG.

A room full of dirty things that could still be sealed up, how could there still be dirty things? Especially the reaction of the other party now, it really just proves the saying that the enemy opposing you is what you should do.

If it were an ordinary person, recording this would be like killing a fish and opening its belly; everything inside could be pulled out for you.

Tan Wenbin vomited with a sound, again spitting out black water.

Yinmeng had long noticed the strangeness of this family of three. No wonder they always appeared individually, never in pairs, and certainly never as a whole family.

Tan Wenbin looked at the dead fish lying on the ground. This guy now looked like he had just been steamed, just missing some scallions, ginger, and garlic on top.

The wound on the back of his neck also gradually turned from white skin to purple.

But when daybreak came, that family of three retreated again, not rushing in to act.

“I’ll wait a while.”

“Good!”

But this time, the sound didn’t last long.

Zheng Jiayi: “……”

Like peeling a pomegranate, he thoroughly pulled open his mouth.

And still a black dog essence blood evil spirit on its head.

After rolling to the very bottom layer, Tan Wenbin was stuck there, his hand grasping the shovel beside him, but unable to stand up again.

But since the other party had already flipped the table, Xiaoyuan brother’s plan instruction constraints were thus lifted, and the degree of freedom was directly full.

Now it only had one thought in its fish brain, and that was to kill Zeng Yinyin and complete its mission. The Zeng family must be completely destroyed! Actually, it had the opportunity earlier, taking advantage of the ghost husband being possessed by that corpse fisher, to let the dry corpse kill Zeng Yinyin, but it didn’t do so, because if it did, the ghost husband would go mad and help it take revenge.

He was now full of vigilance towards everyone.

The term “guard village person” is a name with a beautiful meaning. Although there are definitely examples of extraordinary talent and blurred lines between genius and fool among them, the absolute majority are truly just fools.

After suffering a loss, Tan Wenbin leaned forward, straightened his waist, lifted one leg, a bit like a fancy shuttlecock kick, and at the same time, this was also a move aimed at the flexible dead body.

The dining table was smashed into pieces by Tan Wenbin’s fist.

Just at this moment, Zeng grandma’s voice came from the second floor:

The first half of the exclamation was a young woman’s voice, the second half was an old grandma’s hoarse voice.

The bowl wasn’t big enough, so Yinmeng planned to buy a spoon and another small cylinder from the main family.

“Bang!”

However, he left a letter, saying that he had a temporary inspiration and wanted to go sketching, thanking them for their hospitality, and not to worry.

The ghost husband came out of the coffin, just sticking to his back, his arms sticking to his arms, his legs sticking to his legs, his face directly against the back of his head, his feet drilling straight under his feet, wanting to completely control himself and make himself its puppet controlled by possession.

Li Zhuoyuan finished making the cinnabar paste, put it into his bag, and before leaving, he specifically went to Xue dad’s room to take a look, confirming that Runsheng was not wrong and that Xue dad was sleeping soundly.

Yinmeng saw the situation, pulled the dressing table over, then pulled Zheng Jiayi to the side, and the two of them hid behind the dressing table.

“No matter.”

Unlike the Zheng family, who were already completely finished.

Yinmeng walked back to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Zheng Jiayi protected the quilt in front of herself: “Daqiang brother… you…”

Tan Wenbin didn’t feel much pain, he raised the shovel and patted it back, then felt a wave of empty force, his body involuntarily retreated continuously, then propped the shovel on the ground, lowered his head, opened his mouth: “Vomit!”

Tan Wenbin looked at Zeng Yinyin lying on the ground.

The fool continued to say: “I am a corpse fisher, I am a corpse fisher…”

“I can’t take you walking, Xiaoyuan brother will be angry.”

“Mengmeng, what is this sound?”

The mice in the bag were eating very happily.

The Zeng family’s old house’s protective formation gradually resumed operation, and its suppressive effect on evil things gradually appeared.

The stool shattered, and Zeng Yinyin, with a bloody head, fell down again. This was also the reason why the Zeng family could still eat a mouthful of warm rice now.

This time, the owner accepted it shamefully, constantly saying “enough, enough, too much, too much.”

Oh, original I was wrong! Tan Wenbin had been observing this well in the yard while drinking tea and smoking for half a day this afternoon.

“Just treat it as a nightmare, sleep it off, it’s fine, just forget it if you can forget it, you’ve already earned.”

The iron plate was broken. When Tan Wenbin lifted the shovel, it even pulled it open, completely exposing the well mouth.

“Oh, okay.”

“Kitchen woman… take her away together…”

Just at this moment, he saw Zeng grandma, whose skin was completely burned off, actually propping herself up with a walking stick and beginning to walk towards the kitchen.

Lin Shuyou, as a jiaotong, could use this method to forcibly lock White Crane Boy and prevent him from leaving. Tan Wenbin used the same method to bind the ghost husband to his back.

“Eat this!”

The fool looked at the little bit in the bag, then looked at so many on the ground, shook his head, and then continued to lower his head and eat the ground.

Tan Wenbin took advantage of the chase and came to the hall. The one-armed Zeng Miaomiao also rushed out wanting to block, but was patted away by Tan Wenbin with a shovel.

The big fish stopped trembling, but its body kept swelling up.

“Good.”

All he could do was perish with Tan Wenbin.

Looking down, Tan Wenbin discovered that under the skin of his arms, blue veins were already exposed, and his face also had dense bumps.

While running, there was a rustling sound from the roof. Tan Wenbin looked up and saw the second dry corpse crawling on his head with one hand, holding a walking stick in its other hand.

After doing this, Tan Wenbin with difficulty stood up, propping himself with the Yellow River shovel, and went upstairs.

Yinmeng stir-fried, just chopped the vegetables, poured them into the pot and stir-fried, then seasoned them when she felt it was appropriate. During this time, she also took out a pile of small bottles and jars from her body and added them in. Finally, she even added a thickener.

“Ah…”

…

“Oh ho oh ho!”

“Squeak!”

“Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish that thing out! Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish that thing out!”

Finally, Yinmeng could only nod helplessly: “Okay, you just follow for now.”

Even her master, Aunt Liu, praised her after tasting her dish: “Mengmeng, you are truly suited to be a young lady.”

Seeing the situation, Tan Wenbin gritted his teeth and tried to lift the shovel, but finally only managed to move it to his chest.

She was truly scared earlier; the only person she could rely on now was Yinmeng.

What, my appearance can still evoke sympathy from you all?

As night fell, Zheng Jiayi, who should have been sleeping, sat in the chair in front of the dressing table, not daring to go to bed.

Just about to go outside, Tan Wenbin reminded him from behind: “Shovel…”

And this time, perhaps they were hungry, no longer satisfied, and began to bite with their teeth and break with their hands, attempting to widen the peeking gap.

Zeng grandma again rushed forward holding her walking stick. Tan Wenbin then used the Yellow River shovel to counteract her. The strength of this attack was no different from a tickle.

“Good!”

Tan Wenbin drew his hand out in pain, desperately wiping his fingers on the mosquito net beside him.

“Corpse fisher, name your condition, towards Zheng…” The rest of the sentence stopped, and he rephrased, “Whatever you want, I can satisfy you.”

She squatted down, her skeletal frame pressed down, then with a “crack,” she jumped into the air and then fell from Tan Wenbin’s back.

There’s a very high probability that after using its body up, it will become completely useless and die shortly after falling seriously ill.

Zeng Miaomiao’s arm broke, and the remaining part flew out, smashed against the wall, and when it fell, cracks appeared in its body, and all its joints were twisted.

Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, but at least it’s equivalent to suppressing an extremely big threat.

Tan Wenbin opened his mouth and exhaled, a white mist came out. Before, it was hot air exhaled in the dead of winter, now it was cold air exhaled in the dead of summer.

From another perspective, the presence of a “guard village person” and the ability to live healthily prove to a certain extent the basic living standard of the village, and at the same time, the folk customs are still simple, conforming to the villagers’ simple wish for a beautiful life.

The door of the room was pushed open, and only a Daqiang stood at the doorway.

“Mengmeng, I beg you, please let me follow you.”

“Bang!”

He praised: “Wow, it’s so fragrant, Mengmeng, you’re amazing!”

“Sizzle…”

Tan Wenbin stood up and walked inside.

Zheng Daqiang turned back, reached out, and tore off the skin on his face, revealing big uncle’s face:

“This town, luckily, has you.”

The wound on its palm was also carefully wrapped.

“Jiaiyi sister, do you still remember when we were kids and went to the grave at your house, and we two played together?”

This made Tan Wenbin extremely annoyed. His backpack did contain many useful tools, but the problem was that most of these tools needed to be temporarily empowered with black dog blood.

Tan Wenbin didn’t pay attention to him and continued forward.

Zeng Yinyin screamed: “Where is my man!”

Yinmeng took the bag, tied it well with a rope, and then carried the bag on her shoulder.

Yinmeng didn’t go home directly but stopped in front of a farmhouse, took out money, hoping that the other party could lend her the kitchen and some ingredients for a while so she could casually fry a dish to take away.

This time, the sound continued for a short period.

But the other party seemed to be aware of its shortcomings and began to pull and waste his time.

Outside, there was another gnawing sound. At the old Zheng home, it was mealtime.

The owner’s face finally changed.

“They’ve been dead for a long time.”

Like a washing machine drum, it continuously rolled and smashed.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Pushing open the door on the second floor, a rich smell of sesame oil rushed into his face.

The fool followed the guide and walked into the room, picking up the backpack as well.

This small frame of hers was only covered with a little skin, fundamentally not having any thick skin to speak of. She was immediately kicked flying out and after smashing into the beam, quickly fell again.

This dry corpse completely fell and no longer tumbled.

The fool hopped and shouted: “Monsters wearing human skin! Monsters wearing human skin!”

It seemed that he had really encountered a “guard village person”.

“Phew…” Hearing this, Zheng Jiayi let out a sigh of relief.

The moment it struck, Tan Wenbin’s body trembled, and he vomited a large amount of fresh blood. Behind him, a black shadow detached and appeared in a nearly realistic way, and then burst into flames.

Tan Wenbin didn’t know what she wanted to do, but he knew he had to stop her.

However, he was a little adapted, but corpses also came from the second floor.

Zheng Jiayi didn’t open the door; this time she clearly felt that something was wrong.

Tan Wenbin answered without hesitation: “The 108th generation successor of Heavenly Master Zhang from Dragon Tiger Mountain!”

But Tan Wenbin felt that it was good that he could at least resist, maintaining his last dignity before death. The fool opened his mouth and said:

Tan Wenbin wasn’t in a hurry to go in, but while keeping the door open, he also used the shovel to reach the window on that side and pried it open as well.

Without hesitation, Tan Wenbin took advantage of the remaining strength in his body, raised the shovel, and smashed down on the iron plate covering the well.

Zeng grandma was also the same, white light was emitted from the cracks in her bones, as if they were about to break.

Yinmeng frowned: Is this a dead body?

Without the ghost husband entanglement, although Tan Wenbin was still very uncomfortable, at least he was no longer the special target of the formation.

“Ah!”

“Go to bed.”

Only, he ultimately still underestimated Tan Wenbin’s abundant methods.

Yinmeng was quietly waiting. For the first time, she was full of anticipation for her cooking skills.

Yinmeng countered: “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you this?”

Fortunately, although he didn’t actually eat pork, he did truly see a herd of pigs running.

“The ground is dirty.”

The fool walked ahead singing and dancing, and behind him, two young girls silently followed.

The dry corpse appeared, bringing a wave of yin wind. Its body clearly couldn’t squeeze out a few ounces of flesh, yet it still carried a rich smell of rotten fish.

He didn’t know the specific use of that female, but he believed Xiaoyuan brother should know.

Yinmeng picked up her backpack, went downstairs, and when she reached the middle of the yard, Zheng Jiayi chased out: “Mengmeng, where are you going, I’ll follow you, please let me follow you, okay?”

Only to see it gritting its teeth, taking out a talisman to ward off evil, and sticking it on its body.

Yinmeng refused the invitation, insisting on paying. The owner still refused to accept, saying that it was nothing valuable, just take it and use it. The worst-case scenario was that she would go back to the old Zheng home in a couple of days to get it back. After helping Yinmeng light the stove fire, she ended up with the lard and then pointed at the seasonings on the table and the vegetables in the cabinet, indicating that Yinmeng could use them casually.

But the problem is, he truly has no strength to fight now.

“Sigh.”

Yuanzi brother once said that the wisdom of most evil spirits is generally at the stage of “how cunning can beasts be?”

“I’ll taste a bite first.”

The next moment, Zeng Miaomiao began to move horizontally quickly. Tan Wenbin kept watching her rotating body.

Tan Wenbin turned his body and punched towards Zeng Miaomiao. Zeng Miaomiao dodged and jumped onto the dining table. Tan Wenbin punched again, and Zeng Miaomiao dodged again.

He was ultimately not a jiaotong, unable to use a jia. He purely relied on brute force to achieve the effect, forcibly binding himself to an evil spirit.

Yinmeng then untied the fertilizer bag, took a spoon, and scooped the dish she made from the cylinder into the bag, spoonful by spoonful.

“Crack!”

Zheng Jiayi quickly waved her hand and said: “I won’t come back much.”

The fool laughed and walked forward, with Li Zhuoyuan following behind.

Tan Wenbin looked down and discovered that his shovel was standing upright on the well mouth that was welded shut with an iron plate.

This time, the extremely weak ghost husband fundamentally had no power to resist the power of this evil-warding talisman.

The Zeng family kept the dead person hidden at home, and there was still a worship table on the second floor, proving that their family, at least up to Zeng grandma’s generation, still had some things in their hands.

Yinmeng pulled Zheng Jiayi, walked to the next room, and when she opened the door, she indeed saw a fish hook hanging on the back of the door board.

But the ghost husband didn’t leave; it actively and desperately stuck to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect to have this much strength now! Zeng Miaomiao gathered strength and jumped up again.

Hurting its ten fingers is not as good as breaking one finger.

Picking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin stirred it messily towards it. Although it was clearly dead, Tan Wenbin still thoughtfully provided bone and flesh separation.

Hey, unexpectedly really useful.

Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao pulled back in reverse, seeming to use inertia to evade Tan Wenbin’s attention, then leaped up, her arms like two sharp pincers, stabbing towards Tan Wenbin’s abdomen.

“Oh, good.”

“Corpse fisher, if you leave like this, I have a generous gift for you, an inheritance secret book, don’t you want it?”

Zheng Jiayi opened the bags of snacks she bought from the small store, one by one, and scattered them on the ground.

Tan Wenbin fundamentally didn’t speak to the other party, holding the shovel and chasing after it.

Li Zhuoyuan had originally kept a high-heeled shoe guarding the door in the dormitory, which was not enough to meet the high standards of a righteous person in form.

This time, the special training had just ended. She and Runsheng had just come out to walk by the river with Xiaoyuan. Under normal circumstances, they would still go back to help at the school store after the special training ended.

“I am a corpse fisher! I am a corpse fisher!”

The conclusion drawn was that this well absolutely had a big problem, and perhaps some dirty things were sealed inside.

Yinmeng enjoys cooking, but she’s not crazy enough to really think that the dishes she makes are suitable for people to eat.

Yinmeng opened the packaging bag and handed it to the fool. The fool waved his hand, not wanting it.

A large fish jumped out, and there was still a mouse tail in the mouth of this fish.

“Bang!”

“Jiaiyi, open the door, big uncle wants to let you say a few words to your dad.”

The fool bent down, and Tan Wenbin climbed onto his back. He was a fool, but he was strong.

Tan Wenbin squeezed out the last bit of strength, slightly raised the shovel, then swept it horizontally, grazing the fool’s face, and then fell disheartened.

Yinmeng put the delicacy she personally made into the cylinder, then left some money and left.

He fully participated in the matter of Lin Shuyou’s previous formation and simply figured out a copycat method.

“Thud…”

The fool followed the guide and walked into the room, also picking up the backpack.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin lowered his head to check. He was still breathing, not dead, and his eyes were wide open, his consciousness still clear.

Not to mention, the wound bitten by the fish’s lips looked like dense lipstick prints.

The well mouth was unsealed, and a stock of cool air diffused throughout the room.

After Zheng Daqiang finished speaking, he turned around. Behind him was actually his mother: “Jiaiyi, you’re not obedient, letting your aunt knock on the door for so long.”

Although this kind of dry corpse was agile, its real strength might not be comparable to the ghost husband possessing Tan Wenbin now. Adding that Tan Wenbin’s brain actually had a set of routine moves and he had the Yellow River shovel in his hand, he quickly knocked Zeng grandma out of the room with a shovel.

And as they grew older, their family members either grew old or passed away, and they gradually lost the people who took care of them. Many such people were abandoned early and wandered.

This was a shock under which the interwoven voices of Zeng Miaomiao and Zeng grandma unexpectedly appeared in disorder.

“Vomit…”

The host family waved their hands, refusing to accept the money, saying that they were all things of little value, just take them and use them. At worst, she would go back to the old Zheng home in two days to get them back.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin only felt a wave of burning pain on the back of his neck. His skin and flesh were already broken open, but not deeply, and there was no fresh blood seeping out from the broken skin and flesh, only white gas and dead skin.

The table and chairs propped against the door were fast failing.

It was dusk.

The Yellow River shovel appeared in time, hitting Zeng grandma’s skull. It didn’t take much force, but she was very brittle now. After her brain turned to powder, her body also turned to dust.

Because they could only maintain one person in a state like a living person, the other two were like skin clothes.

Hearing this, Zheng Jiayi immediately stood up and came to the edge of the stove pot, facing this pot of extremely poor-looking and even more colorful than a rainbow dish,

“Bang!”

Subsequently, he took out the return village net from his bag, planning to use one net to solve the problem.

The fool hopped in and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Although it was a fish, as long as the conditions allowed, it also had its own ambition.

Facts proved that he did have some level, but not much.

Li Zhuoyuan said: “You are the guard village person.”

There was a muffled sound, and Zeng Yinyin was smashed to the ground, clutching her chest, in great pain.

Hu Yiwei moved his fingers. The paralyzing effect on his body was gradually fading, and it was estimated that he would recover soon.

This was the first time someone had praised her cooking skills while she was cooking.

Actually, half of the sentence wasn’t added, which was: “Even more afraid of wanting her life.”

Zeng grandma’s body was sent flying and fell on the cabinet.

The ghost husband, who was originally about to detach, stuck tightly to Binbin again.

Tan Wenbin turned his body and punched towards Zeng Miaomiao. Zeng Miaomiao dodged and jumped onto the dining table. Tan Wenbin punched again, and Zeng Miaomiao dodged again.

He was ultimately not a jiaotong, unable to use a jia. He purely relied on brute force to achieve the effect, forcibly binding himself to an evil spirit.

Yinmeng then untied the fertilizer bag, took a spoon, and scooped the dish she made from the cylinder into the bag, spoonful by spoonful.

“Crack!”

Zheng Jiayi quickly waved her hand and said: “I won’t come back much.”

The fool laughed and walked forward, with Li Zhuoyuan following behind.

Tan Wenbin looked down and discovered that his shovel was standing upright on the well mouth that was welded shut with an iron plate.

This time, the extremely weak ghost husband fundamentally had no power to resist the power of this evil-warding talisman.

The Zeng family kept the dead person hidden at home, and there was still a worship table on the second floor, proving that their family, at least up to Zeng grandma’s generation, still had some things in their hands.

Yinmeng pulled Zheng Jiayi, walked to the next room, and when she opened the door, she indeed saw a fish hook hanging on the back of the door board.

But the ghost husband didn’t leave; it actively and desperately stuck to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect to have this much strength now! Zeng Miaomiao gathered strength and jumped up again.

Hurting its ten fingers is not as good as breaking one finger.

Picking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin stirred it messily towards it. Although it was clearly dead, Tan Wenbin still thoughtfully provided bone and flesh separation.

Hey, unexpectedly really useful.

Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao pulled back in reverse, seeming to use inertia to evade Tan Wenbin’s attention, then leaped up, her arms like two sharp pincers, stabbing towards Tan Wenbin’s abdomen.

“Oh, good.”

“Corpse fisher, if you leave like this, I have a generous gift for you, an inheritance secret book, don’t you want it?”

Zheng Jiayi opened the bags of snacks she bought from the small store, one by one, and scattered them on the ground.

Tan Wenbin fundamentally didn’t speak to the other party, holding the shovel and chasing after it.

Li Zhuoyuan had originally kept a high-heeled shoe guarding the door in the dormitory, which was not enough to meet the high standards of a righteous person in form.

This time, the special training had just ended. She and Runsheng had just come out to walk by the river with Xiaoyuan. Under normal circumstances, they would still go back to help at the school store after the special training ended.

“I am a corpse fisher! I am a corpse fisher!”

The conclusion drawn was that this well absolutely had a big problem, and perhaps some dirty things were sealed inside.

Yinmeng enjoys cooking, but she’s not crazy enough to really think that the dishes she makes are suitable for people to eat.

Yinmeng opened the packaging bag and handed it to the fool. The fool waved his hand, not wanting it.

A large fish jumped out, and there was still a mouse tail in the mouth of this fish.

“Bang!”

“Jiaiyi, open the door, big uncle wants to let you say a few words to your dad.”

The fool bent down, and Tan Wenbin climbed onto his back. He was a fool, but he was strong.

Tan Wenbin squeezed out the last bit of strength, slightly raised the shovel, then swept it horizontally, grazing the fool’s face, and then fell disheartened.

Yinmeng put the delicacy she personally made into the cylinder, then left some money and left.

He fully participated in the matter of Lin Shuyou’s previous formation and simply figured out a copycat method.

“Thud…”

The fool followed the guide and walked into the room, also picking up the backpack.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin lowered his head to check. He was still breathing, not dead, and his eyes were wide open, his consciousness still clear.

Not to mention, the wound bitten by the fish’s lips looked like dense lipstick prints.

The well mouth was unsealed, and a stock of cool air diffused throughout the room.

After Zheng Daqiang finished speaking, he turned around. Behind him was actually his mother: “Jiaiyi, you’re not obedient, letting your aunt knock on the door for so long.”

Although this kind of dry corpse was agile, its real strength might not be comparable to the ghost husband possessing Tan Wenbin now. Adding that Tan Wenbin’s brain actually had a set of routine moves and he had the Yellow River shovel in his hand, he quickly knocked Zeng grandma out of the room with a shovel.

And as they grew older, their family members either grew old or passed away, and they gradually lost the people who took care of them. Many such people were abandoned early and wandered.

This was a shock under which the interwoven voices of Zeng Miaomiao and Zeng grandma unexpectedly appeared in disorder.

“Vomit…”

The host family waved their hands, refusing to accept the money, saying that they were all things of little value, just take them and use them. At worst, she would go back to the old Zheng home in two days to get them back.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin only felt a wave of burning pain on the back of his neck. His skin and flesh were already broken open, but not deeply, and there was no fresh blood seeping out from the broken skin and flesh, only white gas and dead skin.

The table and chairs propped against the door were fast failing.

It was dusk.

The Yellow River shovel appeared in time, hitting Zeng grandma’s skull. It didn’t take much force, but she was very brittle now. After her brain turned to powder, her body also turned to dust.

Because they could only maintain one person in a state like a living person, the other two were like skin clothes.

Hearing this, Zheng Jiayi immediately stood up and came to the edge of the stove pot, facing this pot of extremely poor-looking and even more colorful than a rainbow dish,

“Bang!”

Subsequently, he took out the return village net from his bag, planning to use one net to solve the problem.

The fool hopped in and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Although it was a fish, as long as the conditions allowed, it also had its own ambition.

Facts proved that he did have some level, but not much.

Li Zhuoyuan said: “You are the guard village person.”

There was a muffled sound, and Zeng Yinyin was smashed to the ground, clutching her chest, in great pain.

Hu Yiwei moved his fingers. The paralyzing effect on his body was gradually fading, and it was estimated that he would recover soon.

This was the first time someone had praised her cooking skills while she was cooking.

Actually, half of the sentence wasn’t added, which was: “Even more afraid of wanting her life.”

Zeng grandma’s body was sent flying and fell on the cabinet.

The ghost husband, who was originally about to detach, stuck tightly to Binbin again.

Tan Wenbin turned his body and punched towards Zeng Miaomiao. Zeng Miaomiao dodged and jumped onto the dining table. Tan Wenbin punched again, and Zeng Miaomiao dodged again.

He was ultimately not a jiaotong, unable to use a jia. He purely relied on brute force to achieve the effect, forcibly binding himself to an evil spirit.

Yinmeng then untied the fertilizer bag, took a spoon, and scooped the dish she made from the cylinder into the bag, spoonful by spoonful.

“Crack!”

Zheng Jiayi quickly waved her hand and said: “I won’t come back much.”

The fool laughed and walked forward, with Li Zhuoyuan following behind.

Tan Wenbin looked down and discovered that his shovel was standing upright on the well mouth that was welded shut with an iron plate.

This time, the extremely weak ghost husband fundamentally had no power to resist the power of this evil-warding talisman.

The Zeng family kept the dead person hidden at home, and there was still a worship table on the second floor, proving that their family, at least up to Zeng grandma’s generation, still had some things in their hands.

Yinmeng pulled Zheng Jiayi, walked to the next room, and when she opened the door, she indeed saw a fish hook hanging on the back of the door board.

But the ghost husband didn’t leave; it actively and desperately stuck to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect to have this much strength now! Zeng Miaomiao gathered strength and jumped up again.

Hurting its ten fingers is not as good as breaking one finger.

Picking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin stirred it messily towards it. Although it was clearly dead, Tan Wenbin still thoughtfully provided bone and flesh separation.

Hey, unexpectedly really useful.

Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao pulled back in reverse, seeming to use inertia to evade Tan Wenbin’s attention, then leaped up, her arms like two sharp pincers, stabbing towards Tan Wenbin’s abdomen.

“Oh, good.”

“Corpse fisher, if you leave like this, I have a generous gift for you, an inheritance secret book, don’t you want it?”

Zheng Jiayi opened the bags of snacks she bought from the small store, one by one, and scattered them on the ground.

Tan Wenbin fundamentally didn’t speak to the other party, holding the shovel and chasing after it.

Li Zhuoyuan had originally kept a high-heeled shoe guarding the door in the dormitory, which was not enough to meet the high standards of a righteous person in form.

This time, the special training had just ended. She and Runsheng had just come out to walk by the river with Xiaoyuan. Under normal circumstances, they would still go back to help at the school store after the special training ended.

“I am a corpse fisher! I am a corpse fisher!”

The conclusion drawn was that this well absolutely had a big problem, and perhaps some dirty things were sealed inside.

Yinmeng enjoys cooking, but she’s not crazy enough to really think that the dishes she makes are suitable for people to eat.

Yinmeng opened the packaging bag and handed it to the fool. The fool waved his hand, not wanting it.

A large fish jumped out, and there was still a mouse tail in the mouth of this fish.

“Bang!”

“Jiaiyi, open the door, big uncle wants to let you say a few words to your dad.”

The fool bent down, and Tan Wenbin climbed onto his back. He was a fool, but he was strong.

Tan Wenbin squeezed out the last bit of strength, slightly raised the shovel, then swept it horizontally, grazing the fool’s face, and then fell disheartened.

Yinmeng put the delicacy she personally made into the cylinder, then left some money and left.

He fully participated in the matter of Lin Shuyou’s previous formation and simply figured out a copycat method.

“Thud…”

The fool followed the guide and walked into the room, also picking up the backpack.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin lowered his head to check. He was still breathing, not dead, and his eyes were wide open, his consciousness still clear.

Not to mention, the wound bitten by the fish’s lips looked like dense lipstick prints.

The well mouth was unsealed, and a stock of cool air diffused throughout the room.

After Zheng Daqiang finished speaking, he turned around. Behind him was actually his mother: “Jiaiyi, you’re not obedient, letting your aunt knock on the door for so long.”

Although this kind of dry corpse was agile, its real strength might not be comparable to the ghost husband possessing Tan Wenbin now. Adding that Tan Wenbin’s brain actually had a set of routine moves and he had the Yellow River shovel in his hand, he quickly knocked Zeng grandma out of the room with a shovel.

And as they grew older, their family members either grew old or passed away, and they gradually lost the people who took care of them. Many such people were abandoned early and wandered.

This was a shock under which the interwoven voices of Zeng Miaomiao and Zeng grandma unexpectedly appeared in disorder.

“Vomit…”

The host family waved their hands, refusing to accept the money, saying that they were all things of little value, just take them and use them. At worst, she would go back to the old Zheng home in two days to get them back.

This time, a voice came from the second floor again: “Corpse fisher?”

Tan Wenbin only felt a wave of burning pain on the back of his neck. His skin and flesh were already broken open, but not deeply, and there was no fresh blood seeping out from the broken skin and flesh, only white gas and dead skin.

The table and chairs propped against the door were fast failing.

It was dusk.

The Yellow River shovel appeared in time, hitting Zeng grandma’s skull. It didn’t take much force, but she was very brittle now. After her brain turned to powder, her body also turned to dust.

Because they could only maintain one person in a state like a living person, the other two were like skin clothes.

Hearing this, Zheng Jiayi immediately stood up and came to the edge of the stove pot, facing this pot of extremely poor-looking and even more colorful than a rainbow dish,

“Bang!”

Subsequently, he took out the return village net from his bag, planning to use one net to solve the problem.

The fool hopped in and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Although it was a fish, as long as the conditions allowed, it also had its own ambition.

Facts proved that he did have some level, but not much.

Li Zhuoyuan said: “You are the guard village person.”

There was a muffled sound, and Zeng Yinyin was smashed to the ground, clutching her chest, in great pain.

Hu Yiwei moved his fingers. The paralyzing effect on his body was gradually fading, and it was estimated that he would recover soon.

This was the first time someone had praised her cooking skills while she was cooking.

Actually, half of the sentence wasn’t added, which was: “Even more afraid of wanting her life.”

Zeng grandma’s body was sent flying and fell on the cabinet.

The ghost husband, who was originally about to detach, stuck tightly to Binbin again.

Tan Wenbin turned his body and punched towards Zeng Miaomiao. Zeng Miaomiao dodged and jumped onto the dining table. Tan Wenbin punched again, and Zeng Miaomiao dodged again.

He was ultimately not a jiaotong, unable to use a jia. He purely relied on brute force to achieve the effect, forcibly binding himself to an evil spirit.

Yinmeng then untied the fertilizer bag, took a spoon, and scooped the dish she made from the cylinder into the bag, spoonful by spoonful.

“Crack!”

Zheng Jiayi quickly waved her hand and said: “I won’t come back much.”

The fool laughed and walked forward, with Li Zhuoyuan following behind.

Tan Wenbin looked down and discovered that his shovel was standing upright on the well mouth that was welded shut with an iron plate.

This time, the extremely weak ghost husband fundamentally had no power to resist the power of this evil-warding talisman.

The Zeng family kept the dead person hidden at home, and there was still a worship table on the second floor, proving that their family, at least up to Zeng grandma’s generation, still had some things in their hands.

Yinmeng pulled Zheng Jiayi, walked to the next room, and when she opened the door, she indeed saw a fish hook hanging on the back of the door board.

But the ghost husband didn’t leave; it actively and desperately stuck to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect to have this much strength now! Zeng Miaomiao gathered strength and jumped up again.

Hurting its ten fingers is not as good as breaking one finger.

Picking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin stirred it messily towards it. Although it was clearly dead, Tan Wenbin still thoughtfully provided bone and flesh separation.

Hey, unexpectedly really useful.

Suddenly, Zeng Miaomiao pulled back in reverse, seeming to use inertia to evade Tan Wenbin’s attention, then leaped up, her arms like two sharp pincers, stabbing towards Tan Wenbin’s abdomen.

“Oh, good.”

“Corpse fisher, if you leave like this, I have a generous gift for you, an inheritance secret book, don’t you want it?”

Zheng Jiayi opened the bags of snacks she bought from the small store, one by one, and scattered them on the ground.

Tan Wenbin fundamentally didn’t speak to the other party, holding the shovel and chasing after it.

Li Zhuoyuan had originally kept a high-heeled shoe guarding the door in the dormitory, which was not enough to meet the high standards of a righteous person in form.

This time, the special training had just ended. She and Runsheng had just come out to walk by the river with Xiaoyuan. Under normal circumstances, they would still go back to help at the school store after the special training ended.

“I am a corpse fisher! I am a corpse fisher!”

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