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After watching the wooden board burn, Liu San then wrapped the corpse and returned it to the cave.

Other than him wanting to carry Li Xiaoyan's corpse back and forth, we didn't want to go either. We didn't have the guts to hug a corpse like this and run around.

The Grey Immortal had no other choice. If he wanted to place a restriction, he could only follow.

Ceng Xiaoqiang greeted him, his entire body seemed to have weakened, his eyes were squinting down, then greeted me. He said that he wanted to go back to sleep, and immediately left.

Ever since he woke up, he never looked me in the eye again. Several times I turned around to look at his eyes, but he always avoided them. This made me feel worried, worried that he was hiding something from me.

"There won't be any side effects, right?" I thought about his two strange eyes, as well as those eyes that were like Beauty Snake s with stars scattered all over the place, and asked Liu Kunsheng nervously.

Liu Kunsheng glanced at Ceng Xiaoqiang coldly, then smiled at me: "What can you do, if worst comes to worst, you can just become a Beauty Snake, and he won't lose out."

"How do you know he wants to change?" I glared at him. Seeing that Hu Guyue was still staring at the ashes in a daze, afraid that he would think of something bad, I immediately pulled him to my side.

Then, she called Boss Cao and told him that the problem had been resolved.

He came here very quickly, looking at the ashes on the ground, he was brave, he reached out his hand and grabbed a bit, gently rubbed it, then placed it under his nose and smelled it. After confirming that it was the sandalwood ashes, he immediately beamed with happiness, took out his cell phone and said that he would give me the remaining fifty thousand yuan through WeChat, then he took out a cloth bag of rice and handed it to me.

There's no need to be polite with such an evil merchant. I took out my WeChat and scanned through it with him before accepting the 50,000 yuan and keeping the rice bag properly.

"My son?" The one Boss Cao was most worried about was still his son. Seeing that I was packing up and was about to leave, he confirmed worriedly, "Are you sure he'll be fine?"

"I'm sure he won't go into the closet." I was still a little soft-hearted towards children. I looked at Boss Cao and asked, "Have you heard a sentence?"

Boss Cao's face was solemn, as if he had received a lesson.

"The house of good will definitely have Yuqing; the house of evil will certainly have more than enough to suffer." I have already said this much, there is nothing else to say, I will leave the Boss Cao to think about it.

Liu Kunsheng also didn't want to talk to him, so when I finished speaking, I didn't care about the look of displeasure on Boss Cao's face. I hugged him, slapped the back of his head while staring blankly at Hu Guyue's head, and left.

Since there were no cars, we walked towards the town. Liu Kunsheng did not speak along the way, but his heart seemed to be heavy, and I kept thinking about Ceng Xiaoqiang's weird eyes and his strange dream of cutting the flesh.

When I got to the center of town, I saw a woman with a two-year-old or so hiding by a new bus stop sign.

Sometimes his mother would reach out to him from under the billboard, and he would flinch back in fright, laughing at the same time, but when his mother didn't try to make trouble for him, he would squat down again, poke his head out from behind the billboard, and shout, "Ah!" The little boy would turn around and hide behind the billboard again, and sometimes his mother would reach out to him from under the billboard, and he would flinch back in fright, and laugh at the same time, but when his mother didn't try to make trouble for him, he would crouch down again, poking his little head out from behind the billboard.

A two year old child, his speech was a little unclear. I completely didn't understand what he was talking about and could only faintly hear, "Come, come —"

However, when she saw his delicate and plump face, his smile turned into small white teeth, and his chubby little hands started to flirt with her. She was extremely adorable, and her heart inexplicably relaxed.

It was said that Boss Cao's son was only four years old, and was supposed to be at a lovable age. He was also his treasured son, so he only hoped that on behalf of his son, Boss Cao would stop using coffin boards to beat furniture, and not harm anyone.

"Stop looking." Liu Kunsheng saw that I was looking at the mother and son, and his eyes darkened. He forcefully turned my head and said: "Excessive joy will only make people feel more sorrowful."

These words are too sentimental, it doesn't sound like Liu Kunsheng's words at all. I looked at him strangely.

Instead, he picked up a van and gave us the address to take us home.

Along the way, Hu Guyue looked at me a few times, but he still held back. He finally mustered up the courage to speak to me, but Liu Kunsheng suddenly slapped the back of his head: "There are some things that you cannot change, why do you have to make others suffer as well!"

Hu Guyue's eyes froze as he pulled my hand. He didn't speak anymore, making me even more baffled.

When we arrived at the village, Liu Kunsheng asked the driver to stop halfway, he said that he had something to do and that he would be gone for a few days, and that I shouldn't look for him.

I asked him what was the matter. His originally black and white eyes suddenly turned a faint green color. He looked straight into my eyes and asked, "Are you worrying about me?"

"Didn't you say to go for a few days? "With your skills, it's useless worrying about it. I can't help you if you fight." His words were so mindless that my heart tightened slightly.

Liu Kunsheng laughed mockingly, and waved his hand at me: "I will look for a way to solve the problem on Ceng Xiaoqiang's body, Grey Immortal will be following you for the next few days, if there is anyone I don't know or can't understand, let Hu Guyue see more, Xiao Bai will let him show off less."

It was like saying something. I wanted to ask him more, but he closed the door and left.

The driver got impatient after waiting for a while, and started the car and drove on, no matter how I screamed.

I turned my head and watched Liu Kunsheng get further and further away from me through the window at the back. Then, the casual attire turned back into the emerald green robe and disappeared.

When I got home with a heavy heart, my dad angrily asked me how things were going with Boss Cao, that black-hearted person deserved to be haunted.

I only told him that I had settled the matter of the wardrobe, and didn't want to talk about anything else, so I went straight back to my room to sleep. When I went back to my room, my parents pulled Hu Guyue and asked anxiously.

Lying on the bed, I counted the sheep and finally fell asleep. The figure in the dream started to approach me again, the knife in my hand glinting, and I could actually see the silver lines on the blade.

The fear in my heart grew bigger as he walked closer. In my dream, I was very afraid, but my reason told me that I should clearly see what the hidden patterns on the blade are. When I woke up, I could ask Liu Kunsheng or the Grey Immortal.

Seeing that figure getting closer and closer, I forcefully suppressed my fear and looked forward to it. However, when that person raised his saber, a cold chill suddenly flashed through my mind before I suddenly woke up.

I hurriedly sat up from the bed and covered my forehead with my hands. Sweat had already drenched the pillow.

It was already dark outside, I went out to drink some water, but just as I turned on the light, I saw Hu Guyue holding onto his knees as he sat at the entrance. When he saw me coming out, he looked up and looked at me.

His clear eyes were pitch black, the precursor to every time he was about to go crazy. I immediately walked towards him, imitating Liu Kunsheng's actions of pulling his hand as I muttered the Heart Cleansing Curse.

After a long while, Hu Guyue's eyes finally became clear, only his pupils were faintly discernible, and his eyes were filled with pain.

I touched his head and got up to pour him a glass of water. "Couldn't sleep in a new place?"

"No." He took the cup of water and finished it in one gulp, holding it tightly while shaking the remaining water stains on the bottom of the glass. "Last Sister Chen, have you ever seen a situation where you're powerless despite knowing that someone else is about to die?"

"This ability is pretty amazing. How could I have it? If I had it, I'd at least tell someone and let them be mentally prepared." I tried to sound as relaxed as possible, and joked while looking at Hu Guyue: "Can you tell that I'm going to die? "Then we will be rich."

Hu Guyue looked up at me in confusion. I patted his head, then said smilingly: "Let's go make a banner that will break at any cost, then walk around the entire street. If you see someone dying, I'll pull him along and say they're going to die, how did they die?"

"At first, they didn't believe us, but those who are here to watch the show will most likely scold us. But when the first two are really dead, our reputation will come out, and we will be able to easily calculate that it's just money. You and I will be 50/50, and you will immediately become rich. " I chuckled and used the most cheerful tone to disperse the nervousness in Hu Guyue's heart.

However, he didn't relax just because of my words. Instead, he cautiously looked at me and said, "Do you still remember that mother and son pair on the bus stop when you came back?"

"Yes." I nodded my head. After all, such a happy interaction between mother and son was quite contagious. It wasn't just me. Even the people passing by looked at them with a happy smile.

Pain flashed across Hu Guyue's eyes, and she whispered to me: "That mother is going to die, the black energy on her forehead is surging, her entire body became dim, and she obviously won't be able to hold on for the past two days."

"Huh?" I was shocked and looked at him carefully. "You can tell?"

"I knew you guys wouldn't believe it, and my mom wouldn't believe it either." The pain on Hu Guyue's face became worse and worse, her entire face seemed to have sunk down, as though she could not straighten her back, she buried her head in her knees and muttered with a tinge of sobs: "Those few days when I told my mother that her body was about to die from the black Qi, she said that I cursed her to die, so -"