I Like Weird the Most

The white ceiling and the strong smell of disinfectant in the room.

Wang Dao woke up for a long time, only to feel a little dizzy.

He wants to move, but he only feels weak, even having to turn his head.

Vaguely, he heard the voice of speaking.

This is the voice of He Wenzhi.

"Wei Xing? Something happened again?" He Wenzhi said.

Over the phone.

"Oh...no...first, sir...that...may I ask? Oh...my mother...what the **** is wrong with her?"

The proprietress Liu Yuqing was not injured, she was possessed by a ghost, so the yang fire was severely lacking. The yin qi remaining in the body was removed, and she could recover after a good period of recuperation.

The same goes for the driver's eldest brother.

They are all staying in the place arranged by the Lingzhi Bureau, after all, the smell hasn't dissipated so quickly.

Wei Xing is also his son anyway, and in the future, he may become a spy to be planted on the Linghu Bureau, so he has the right to visit him.

Just this look made Wei Xingren almost stupid.

The smell on my mother's body was even stronger than the smell on the animals in the farm.

To be honest, Wei Xing didn't doubt that the lady boss had just fished it out of the pit.

I don't know how much air fresheners, perfumes, etc. have been used, nor can it cover the smell.

The smell was too strong and easy to get up, and Wei Xing felt that he was going to die.

He felt that if he stayed like this any longer, he might have to taste it too.

"It's not a problem, it's just the smell on the lady boss. I guess it will take a few days to dissipate." He Wenzhi thought for a while, and said: "Or you can buy a gas mask, it's pretty useful. Yes. By the way, you need to buy one that can filter the air, or one that comes with its own oxygen cylinder."

Wei Xing: "..."

"Is it OK to buy something like diving equipment?"

"Alright, it will only take a few days anyway." He Wenzhi replied.

The two chatted for a while, and then hung up.

He Wenzhi glanced through the glass window behind him and found that Wang Daochang's eyelids were trembling, he should be awake.

So he put on a gas mask, quickly walked into the ward and immediately closed the door.

Now the whole ward is filled with a terrible smell, which is indeed a bit unbearable.

Although this level of gas can't affect the problem, but it can't bear the smell is too disgusting.

Wearing a gas mask is also helpless.

If there is a choice, who wants to stay in the dunghill?

And it's the kind of dung pile of grown-up stuff.

"Wake up? Can you speak?" He Wenzhi said after walking in.

"Yes..." Wang Daochang said weakly, "Xiao Hei, the driver's brother, and the proprietress of the farm, are they all okay?"

"The two of them have nothing to do. They have been arranged elsewhere, but Xiao Hei still has a little problem. I have put it on the ghost street and handed it to Senior Li for treatment."

"That's good..." Wang Daochang replied, and he was relieved in his heart, thinking clearly about what happened before.

At that time, he didn't think so much, but felt that since he was there, he had to save everyone and keep the dog!

Speaking of it, that black ball deserves to be something he has studied for a long time, the effect is really extraordinary, but the sequelae are a bit big.

The battle of more than a dozen dung-eaters was summoned at once.

But fortunately, the brother of the question is here, otherwise I don't know what the result will be.

To be honest, thinking of the situation of Wang Daochang at that time, He Wenzhi felt cold.

The group of dung-eaters rushed up like the starving ghosts, and the eyes they stared at Wang Daochang were all red.

After rushing up, there is endless shoveling, the clothes and pants are all cleaned, a lively chicken, and there is a lot of fat on the belly.

When Wang Daochang crushed the first black ball, part of the black juice was splashed on the clothes, which caused this result.

The dung-eater licked his clothes, and licked his body after licking his clothes.

Especially the hand that squeezed the black ball, the pitch-black tongue of the **** eater rolled around on it.

Sticky, damp, all indescribable things, how disgusting and disgusting.

This kind of scene, if you replace the dung eater with a group of beautiful girls, it might be another feeling, but the dung eater is a dung eater, and it is really impossible to deceive oneself.

But when He Wenzhi landed completely, the dung-eaters all left by themselves.

It is probably because He Wenzhi, who was covered in white light, suddenly came here because he had stayed at the bottom of a dark cesspool for a long time, making them feel extremely discomfort and fear.

In addition, I just finished eating all the things that should be licked and eaten, so it immediately receded like a tide.

Only the strong lingering smell gathered around, and the sticky and unidentified objects that were pulled across the floor by dung-eaters could prove that they had been here.

Speaking of which, He Wenzhi came to this place because he was chasing the sewing man all the way.

It's just that the sewing man didn't want to fight head-on, and he also had a foot in the [Youguang] realm, so he ran very fast.

So they chased them all the way, and finally saw the black air soaring into the sky.

The sewing man's heart moved, because it was originally the ghost he arranged to go out, so he ran there deliberately.

When he got there, he almost couldn't do it himself.

It's better to say that the low-level **** eater, the high-level, the ordinary strong do not dare to approach easily.

It's not that I can't beat it, but I don't want to find trouble for myself, especially the sequelae is really good.

I feel dizzy and fatigued, and eventually lose my mind. Not to mention, few people can bear the smell that it takes many days to get rid of just being entangled in the body.

What's more, there are more than a dozen dung-eaters of not low level gathered there, and the effect is estimated to be even more terrifying.

The sewing man turned his head and left without any hesitation.

He didn't even care about the two subordinates sent out.

In his opinion, he was entangled by more than a dozen dung-eaters, and even if he was rescued, it would have been useless.

But he was also curious as to why there are so many **** eater in this place.

In order to be able to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, the sewing man glanced at the man who was chasing after him, wearing a dazzling white light.

He didn't dare to waste time, as he waved his hand as a terrible fist wind hit the few living people below.

He Wenzhi, in order to be able to save Wang Daochang and Dogzi, after blocking this fist, the sewing man has disappeared.

Those dung-eaters also retreated at that time.

Fortunately, Xiao Hei finally got it back.

With it, it is possible to find a sewing man following the smell.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Daochang also talked about what happened to him at that time.

After listening to those, He Wenzhi probably figured it out.

That kind of situation would suddenly happen to the lady boss, she should have been in contact with Mingqian.

The ghost that gambled on life was probably in the same group as the two possessed ghosts at the time.

Their purpose should be to find a suitable mother for nurturing [Ghost Infant].

After understanding this, He Wenzhi still cares about the black ball made by Dao Wang.

In the wilderness, there shouldn't be those dung-eaters, but it's more like being called out suddenly.

He asked: "Wang Daochang, how did you make that black ball?"

"It's just imitating the dung-eater..." Wang Daochang himself didn't understand a bit.

"Then you can do more when you look back. It may be a miraculous effect at the critical moment." He Wenzhi suggested: "Your brothers, in some respects, are indeed quite powerful..."

I dare not say anything else, at least as soon as that thing came out, a dozen high-level **** eater came.

Who can survive the average person? Those ghosts are not good at all.

Moreover, according to Wang Daochang's description just now, those dung-eaters had no intention of hurting people, just to eat that ball, and then they killed two ghosts.

If this is the case, Dao Wang will be able to use that black ball to lure the **** eater in the future.

From tonight, he Wang Yougen is the head of a dung-eater!

The corner of Wang Dao's mouth twitched wildly, and his hands were trembling: "Ask, ask...You first take off the gas mask before you tell me this..."

"Heh." He Wenzhi smiled softly: "You dream!"

"..." Wang Daochang was bitter and couldn't tell.

The black ball is really strange, even he himself did not expect that by chance, he would have researched such a thing.

And those dung-eaters were really good, except for licking him up and down, and licking him all over, it did not hurt his life.

But who can bear this sequelae?

His sequelae are still terrible. After all, he is a man who has been licked by more than a dozen high-level **** eater...

Seeing Wang Daochang like this, He Wenzhi just smiled in his heart and didn't say anything more.

Those words just now were jokes among friends. Although the **** are really powerful, if the king is willing, he will do more. If he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to force it.

"You rest here first, this is the exclusive hospital of Lingtiao Bureau, there will be no problems, you just need to stay at ease." He Wenzhi said.

"Are you going?" Wang Daochang asked.

"Well, I'll go to the ghost street again." He Wenzhi narrowed his eyes, and a burst of killing intent surged on his body.

Xiao Hei was stimulated by the dung eater and the black ball, and now there was a problem. Although it was handed over to Li Ziru to solve it, he didn't know how the situation was now.

If it's all right now, He Wenzhi is going to take Xiao Hei directly to the sewing man.

If the creation of ghost babies can be prevented, it is best to prevent it.

Moreover, the sewing man came from that ancient tomb, and it was the Taoist priest with black energy on his back who carried him in.

There was originally a coffin in that place ~www.novelmt.com~, but when Li Ziru found it, it was already empty.

Perhaps it can be found by sewing men.

But no matter what the final result of these things is, the sewing man must die!

He Wenzhi clenched his fist and took out a bunch of hair from his trouser pocket.

This was when he squatted off the sewing man's head during the previous fight.

I originally thought that it would be best to blow the sewing man's head with a punch, but obviously that guy is not a weak person, but a real [Chaogui] level existence.

In addition, there is another foot in the state of [Youguang], and the strength is even higher.

But now that he has this tuft of hair, it is not so difficult to find him.

"rest well."

He Wenzhi said again, turned and left the ward.