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Chapter 1983 A bowl of porridge

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    "I'm looking for Mr. Duan. Who is Mr. Duan?" the woman asked eagerly as soon as she came in.

    This woman covered half of her face with a hat, so her face could not be seen clearly. However, when she spoke, she was obviously a little slurred, as if she had something in her mouth.

    Since I was looking for Zhu Yifan, I must have come here because of his reputation, so I retreated into the house with a wink.  Mumu and Baldy also followed.

    Let Zhu Yifan do the official business by himself.

    Baguio¡¯s condition seems to be better today than yesterday, probably because this body temporarily rests her soul. Although she still has no pulse, I can feel the slightest pulse from her human acupuncture point.

    "Master Bu, I have already spread out all my Voldemort demons. As soon as there is news about Honggen Chuanqiong, we will head west immediately!" Mu Mu said.

    Bald Zi said: "Yes, yes, the Dead Wood cultivator is the Voldemort Demon. If Honggenchuanqiong has also become a spirit, he belongs to the grass demon clan. It would be most suitable for Mu Ye's Voldemort Demon to come to him."

    "Of course, it would be best if Mu Ye's demonic vine can be discovered. However, we still don't have too much hope. I estimate that you will have to do this trip yourself. You know, this Nannan Sichuan Yasuno is one of the 100,000 mountains.  The land is criss-crossed with ravines, and the water is high and the water is long. Monsters also have their own natures. Mu Ye¡¯s demons are domesticated in the northeast, and they may not be able to overpower the local snakes when they first enter the snow-capped mountains of the plateau."

    Mu Mu nodded and said, "That's what Master Bu said. In fact, these monsters are just like humans. They worship mountains and water. The Voldemort demons I can send out are not of high level. It's casual. If I encounter a fierce demon, I can only  Can walk around.¡±

    The three of us were planning our trip to the west while studying the demon organization in Chengdu.  Of course, in my spare time, I also listened to what was going on outside

    "Are you Duan Gong?"

    Zhu Yifan responded: "Yes, I am Mr. Duan."

    "So young"

    "Isn't it bad to be young?" Zhu Yifan said calmly: "It doesn't matter your age, regardless of your ability. If you have any questions, just ask."

    The woman sighed and said: "If I could still find a decent Duan Gong, I wouldn't come to you like this"

    "A child with a yellow mouth?" Zhu Yifan took the stubble on his own and couldn't help but smile: "It seems that you don't regard the bean bags as solid food."

    The woman said: "Don't worry about it. To be honest, among the few Duan Gong I know, which one is not an immortal? Young guys like you are really rare. But then again, why during this period of time, I know  All these good guys are gone!"

    Bald Man, Mu Mu and I looked at each other. It seemed that our judgment was correct. Duke Duan of Rongcheng might have suffered a disaster.

    "Miss, you'd better talk about your own affairs. If you don't tell me, even the Great Luo Immortal won't be able to help you."

    "You are Mr. Duan, do you believe in resurrection from the dead?" the woman asked confusedly.

    Zhu Yifan hesitated slightly and said: "Theoretically speaking, of course I believe that without resurrection from the dead, how can we come to the world of gods and ghosts. However, this situation is rare. Most of the resurrections from the dead that you ordinary people see are  It¡¯s a scam¡­¡±

    "It's not a scam, it's definitely not a scam!" the woman said loudly and urgently: "Because because this man is my father."

    "Keep talking!" Zhu Yifan regained his energy.

    "My father passed away ten years ago. I was eighteen or nineteen years old at the time, and I accompanied my mother to the burial of my father. But, yesterday, my father came back"

    "Did you see him? Or did someone see him?"

    "Of course I saw him!" the woman said eagerly: "About one or two o'clock last night, I was sleeping deeply, but suddenly I heard footsteps in the middle of the night. After my father passed away, my mother also died two years later.  He passed away, and I was not married yet. I hired a nanny, but she didn¡¯t live in my house at all. She only came to cook three meals for me during the day. So, there was no one at home. After hearing the sound, I hesitated, was it right?  My cat was naughty. So, in a daze, I shouted to ask the cat to be honest. However, after the sound paused for a while, it started ringing again. I was a little angry, so I sat up and cursed.  . But what surprised me was that along the crack of the door, I saw a familiar figure standing at the door of my house, pulling this person, as if to let that person in I recognized it at a glance.  It was my dadand I went back to sleep."

    Zhu Yifan was a little confused and said: "Your father has passed away. You saw him, but you were indifferent?"

    The woman said: "Did you read it? You just said that you have nothing to say but can't do things well. Think about it, it was midnight at that time, I was sleeping in a daze, and I didn't even think about it.?, my father has passed away.  Moreover, I was sleeping deeply at the time, and I was in a state of chaos. I didn¡¯t even think about the idea of ??being haunted.  Maybe I still think it¡¯s a dream¡­¡±

    ¡°Then maybe it¡¯s just a dream?¡±

    "Impossible!" the woman said: "Because this morning, I I woke up and found that there was a bowl of dark porridge on the dining table. It was very fragrant, very fragrant, as if it was made from black rice Do you think it was a dream?  Will the people here make you a bowl of porridge?"

    "Tsk, that's a bit strange indeed!" Zhu Yifan thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that the nanny you hired came here in the morning?"

    "That's the problem!" The woman bit her lip and whispered: "I thought the nanny came and made porridge, so I ate it in small bites. The porridge tasted really good, but it was a little bit mushy.  It felt like a bit of paper ash. However, when I finished eating, the nanny came in, carrying a pan-fried bun and a bowl of egg soup. I was stunned at the time, and after questioning,  The nanny said that she was delayed today, so she came late and didn¡¯t make any black rice porridge at all"

    "Is there anyone else"

    "I told you, there is no one else!" The woman couldn't help but feel a little impatient about Zhu Yifan's guess, and said loudly: "I told you, I have no other relatives in the world, and no one else has the keys to my house. The doors and windows were closed tightly at that time.  The only possibility is that my father did it. So, I just want to ask you, can people come back from the dead? Because I remember clearly that before my father died, he seemed to have a premonition that his life span was approaching, so he  I asked an eminent monk to perform a ritual ceremony for me. Do you think it could be because the old man is still alive"

    As she was speaking, the woman began to cough violently, accompanied by retching sounds.

    "What's wrong with you? Are you okay!" Zhu Yifan quickly stood up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water!"

    The woman was mumbling something, but it seemed like her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak at all.

    I heard it very clearly in the back room. This woman was actually a little arrogant from the moment she came in.  At first I thought it was a problem with her own Dharma seal, but now, I have concluded that it is not a problem with her pronunciation, but actually something is causing trouble in her throat!

    "Zhu Yifan, give her a sip of sesame oil!" I shouted loudly in the room.

    "well!"

    The woman was out of breath and seemed to be suffocating to death at any moment. Zhu Yifan responded, quickly went to the kitchen to get a bottle of sesame oil, and poured two sips directly into the woman's mouth.

    "Master, what about the attack after you finish drinking?"

    "Tap the Neiguan acupoint to induce vomiting!" I had finished pressing Baguio's acupoints and stood up.

    As soon as Zhu Yifan slapped two acupuncture points, the woman began to vomit violently.

    A strong smell of paper dust mixed with the stench of pickled food filled the room. The woman choked and sat on the sofa as if she had exhausted all her strength, sweating profusely. Zhu Yifan screamed: "  Master, come on, bugs, they are all bugs"

    I walked to the door and took a look, but I saw that the woman¡¯s vomit was filled with black paper ash and white worms (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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