Chapter 242: :Supernatural Variety 42

The hall regained its gray luminosity, and the female ghost on the ground was motionless, lying upright like a corpse.
"Mr. Wei, Wen Yi's neck was bitten." Lin Niansi looked down, suppressing the strange emotion in his heart towards Wei Yan, and whispered: "Can you help her?"
When his foot was bitten by something dirty, Wei Yan helped him heal it.
Wen Yi was still bleeding from her neck, losing too much blood. Her face was pale, she was holding her neck to slow the blood flow, and her voice was already a little faint: "Mr. Wei...you can save me...any money is fine. "
Wei Yan looked down, staring at Wen Yi quietly for a long while, "Give the things back."
Lin Niansi was taken aback, what?
Wen Yi shivered and pulled out an innocent smile: "Mr. Wei, what are you talking about?"
Seeing Wen Yi still pretending to be confused, Wei Yan curled his eyebrows displeasedly, and his voice fell a few degrees lower: "It's not your thing, go back."
Wen Yi's face became ugly, she released a hand and stretched it into her pocket, and finally took out a big white rabbit toffee, and said with a cry: "This is what Wu Keyu gave to me! He said to send me, me I just took it."
Lin Niansi squinted his eyes and saw that it seemed to be just a candy. Does he still have five? Slowly stretched his hand to his pocket, Lin Niansi felt guilty.
However, Wei Yan took the toffee and unfolded the candy paper coldly.
Looking at the object, Lin Niansi felt the blood pouring into his head, and immediately asked, "Is this a bone?"
Isn't it just a bone, a small piece, like a pinky finger, quietly wrapped in sugar paper, looks like a dead air in the gray light.
Wei Yan looked away in disgust and threw the bones into the trash can beside him. Then he squatted down in front of Wen Yi, looked at it carefully for a moment, and concluded: "I can't die."
The female ghost lying on the ground moved, tremblingly crawled to the trash can, picked up the bone and ran away neatly.
"It bit me, will I be infected? Mr. Wei, should I be infected as a zombie?" Wen Yi's face was bitter, tears streaming down.
These words seemed familiar, and Wei Yan was in a daze for a few seconds. When he was in the haunted house, Zheng Quzhi seemed to have said the word zombies. Why are young people now obsessed with zombies?
"Look less of movies without nutrition." Wei Yan got up, took out the prepared medicine from his pocket and threw it over: "After I go out, my people will contact you and get paid."
After speaking, just about to walk upstairs, his eyes caught a piece of paper talisman scattered on the ground inadvertently.
On the dark yellow paper, the bright red is a bit dazzling.
Wei Yan helped his forehead, how real is this person? Seeing this blood stain, it should have used a lot of blood, right? Bending over to pick up the paper talisman, carefully brushing off the dust on it, Wei Yan put it in his pocket.
Turning his head, seeing Lin Nian staring at him wantonly, he immediately coldened his face: "What? Only you are allowed to have his charm?"
Lin Niansi frowned, and just about to speak, Wei Yan ignored him, turned and headed upstairs.
The neglected Wu Keyu lowered his head and looked at his toes quietly, with emotions gradually surging in his eyes. On the other side, Wen Yi was still calling Lin Niansi: "Lin Niansi, quickly help me with medicine, I can't see it myself."
Lin Niansi took back the gods, hurriedly walked over to take the bottle of medicine, looked down, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, this medicine was actually the same as the medicine Wei Yan gave him last time.
Wen Yi's neck has been disinfected by her with alcohol again. She grinned in pain and couldn't care about any image. She kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
I always feel that if she doesn't take medicine anymore, she will mutate.
Lin Niansi poured out some medicine and sprinkled it on Wen Yi's wound. He couldn't help but spoiled his mouth and said, "I used this medicine last time, and it cost hundreds of thousands?"
Then Wen Yi trembled fiercely, Lin Niansi raised the corners of his mouth: "He also promised a few requests from Mr. Wei, so he gave me a discount. I don't know what the original price is!"
Wen Yi's bloodless face was full of gritted teeth: "I blame Wu Keyou for this injury, he has to pay me compensation!"
When Wen Yi mentioned this, Lin Niansi's smile froze, and the smile subsided. He sank, "Why did Wu Keyou give you this bone? I don't think you were very surprised just now. You know that. Is it bones?"
Wen Yi almost trembles with anger after hearing this: "Wu Keyou, that bastard! He said that Sister Guan and Zhu Yue are gone, persuaded me to team up with him, and then gave me a candy to show his sincerity."
"Then?" Lin Niansi took out gauze from the medicine box next to him and wrapped it around Wen Yi's neck a few times.
Wen Yi trembled a few times with pain, his eyes filled with anger: "I'm not stupid, I just pinched it and pinched it out. I opened my eyes and saw that the bones were almost not thrown out!"
Then Wu Keyou snatched it again. After wrapping the sugar paper back, Wu Keyou stuffed the sugar into her pocket before she could react. Then, when the ankle was tight, the man was dragged to the ground by the ghost. Up.
After listening to Wen Yi's passage, the expression on Lin Niansi's face became a little serious: "He did it on purpose? Then why did he pull you just now?"
"How do I know?" Wen Yi shuddered: "Damn, it's terrible, my old lady will never stay with him again!"
Taking a deep look at Wen Yi, Lin Niansi gave Wen Yi a piece of the paper talisman he had just picked up: "This is painted by Zheng Quzhi. It should be useful. Take it."
"Zheng Quzhi painted it?" Wen Yi's eyes widened, remembering that Zheng Quzhi also stuffed himself some of these paper charms, and asked in amazement: "You read it right? Or did I hear it wrong? Just like him. Can draw symbols? He changed his career?"
Lin Niansi twitched his eyes, stretched out his hand and flicked on Wen Yi's forehead: "I'm not mistaken, and you're not mistaken. Zheng Quzhi is quite capable, don't belittle him."
It's his idol!
"I belittle him?" Wen Yi looked at Lin Niansi with a faint smile: "Aren't you getting along with him? I remember when you didn't get along, when did the relationship get so good?"
"That's a rumor." Lin Nian chuckled at the corners of his mouth, stepped back, straightened the microphone on the side, and stared at the camera earnestly: "Clarify here. I'm actually a fan of Zheng Quzhi. I did it a few years ago. ."
Wen Yi: "???"
There was a long silence before Wen Yi found his voice: "Are you taking the wrong medicine? Zheng Quzhi is the idol of your national male god?"
"I was still a student when I fanned him." Lin Nian chuckled at the corners of his mouth. If he didn't say it now, there would be no chance to say it. After a few years behind him, he should always let him know that he likes him.
Rather than hate him as the outside world rumored.