Chapter 1074: Strange Uncle Xiang (6)

In the hallway to the morgue, Zhao Miao was wearing a brown trench coat, black leggings and fluffy boots underneath, looking very young.
She is indeed young, because she is only one year older than Shui Anluo.
Zhao Miao saw Shui Anluo and walked with a smile.
"I asked them and said they can wait for you here." Zhao Miao smiled.
Shui Anluo smiled politely, "Is there something wrong for Miss Zhao?"
"I went to your house yesterday ..."
"I know, is Miss Zhao okay?" Shui Anluo obviously didn't want to talk to her.
Zhao Miao froze slightly, as if to understand.
"Sorry, I seem to be talking too much." Zhao Miao said with an apology. "I am here today to apologize to you for my aunt's affairs."
"It should be your aunt and not you who apologize!" Shui Anluo said straightly.
Zhao Miao: "..."
Zhao Miao was slightly embarrassed and couldn't help but reach out and gather her hair. After a pause, she said, "In short, we are wrong, I apologize."
Zhao Miao nodded slightly, then left.
Shui Anluo looked at the back of her departure. She walked really fast.
"Yin Qi is too heavy, Yin Qi is too heavy!"
Shui Anluo's mouth twitched slightly, she felt that Uncle Xiang was a Taoist priest.
"Do you still expect yang here? Those who can breathe are our two grandpas." Shui Anluo said, reaching out to take over Uncle Xiang's kettle and help him carry it.
"Who was that girl?" Uncle Xiang followed Shui Anluo leisurely and asked.
"Do you know the Zhao family?" Shui Anluo asked, turning back.
"You said, the Zhao family in the east of the city, that's not a good bird. Your grandma is stupid, and I have looked after them for so many years." Uncle Xiang said, and returned to the room to lie down.
Not a good bird!
This is the third such evaluation. It can be seen that the Zhao family is really not good.
Shui Anluo put down the kettle and brewed tea for Uncle Xiang. "It was just the granddaughter of the Zhao family. Her aunt offended me a few days ago, and she apologized."
Zhao's granddaughter?
Uncle Xiang squinted slightly and didn't speak.
No one came to collect the corpses this morning, but three were brought in, and this morning they were declared dead.
After the staff had sent the body in, they took a note with Xiang Xiang and left.
"Is it quiet here?" Uncle Xiang asked suddenly.
Shui Anluo made the record and looked back at Uncle Xiang: "You're embarrassed, just my grandpa, how can you not be quiet?"
"Go, follow me!" Uncle Xiang said, took a box from under the bed, and said.
"Go in ... Go in?" Shui Anluo gave a stun.
"Girl, do you know what you are afraid of?" Xiang Shu asked.
"Myself!"
"Understand it." Uncle Xiang chuckled, "Let's go, your grandma said you are interested in heart disease, two of which are this disease."
Shui Anluo has been struggling for a long time in the heart. The first is clinical practice, but this practice is in the morgue.
Uncle Xiang went in for a long time, and Shui Anluo was grinding at the door.
She never believed in ghosts and gods, but fear seemed to be born.
"Girl, if you don't come in again, the chance will be gone!" Uncle Xiang said in it.
Echoes lingered in the corridor, a sound, a wave of ~
Shui Anluo squeezed her lips tightly, as if struggling.
In the end, Shui Anluo walked in with his eyes closed.
Because the body is stored, the temperature inside is very low.
Shui Anluo entered with a chill.