"The carrion here is heavy, hey, take a cover!" Windy handed over a light brown striped handkerchief, neatly smooth sideline, indicating that it is not an ancient product, but from modern craftsmanship.

A natural fragrance exudes, diluting the carrion in the air.

Xiao Yu reached out and grabbed her nose, which made her feel better. She smelled the refreshing perfume on the parchment. She looked at the wind more easily.

This man even brought perfume?

"This parch is so strange! The pattern above is not embroidered? How is the embroidery thread on the side white? This embroidering method is also complicated, so people don't understand it..." Nan Tianyu came together like a curious baby. The handkerchief with Xiao Yan's nose, the ordinary face, almost didn't get to Xiao Yu's face.

Feng Yi really can't stand it anymore, reaching out and pulling Nan Tianyu away: "You want to like it, I will send you a piece."

Feng Yi took out a piece of puddle. When he just handed it out, he was taken away by Nan Tianyu. He shook open the scorpion. Nan Tianyu’s black and white eyes were staring at the scorpion, and he was amazed.

Nan Tianyu put the scorpion in front of his nose and sniffed it. He was excited. "Where is the wind brother, where is this scorpion? The pattern is wonderful, and there is a good smell. I have to buy some pieces. Put it on your body."

Breast enhancement?

Xiao Yu screamed and smiled and bent his eyes.

Windy: "..."

"It's out of print." Feng Yi said with no anger, and looked at Xiao Yu again, she still laughed? Didn't he give her the handkerchief brought from Hyundai to Nan Tianyu?

Xiao Yu received the eyes of the wind and easy resentment, his shoulders shaking, the bright eyes like the stars in the sky shine.

"Out of print? What is the meaning of out of print?" Nan Tianyu asked curiously.

"It doesn't mean to produce again."

"Production? I only know that women will produce. I didn't expect this piece to be produced. Brother, I want to ask, how is this piece produced?"

"..." Feng Yi has no longer wanted to pay attention to Nan Tianyu.

The guardian Yizhuang is an old man with half a hundred hairs, and the pair of withered hands are holding a wooden cane and walking around.

Xiao Yu took out a silver coin and said: "Old gentleman, I want to see the girl who was sucked up in the previous two days, and asked the old gentleman to make it convenient."

The old man’s filthy eyes glanced at Xiao Yu’s eyes, but he did not pick up the silver in Xiao’s hands. The sound of the opening was like pulling a bellows. If it came alone at night, he met the old man and heard the voice. The timid person thought he saw it. Got a ghost.

"The corpses of the girls are ugly. The girl is afraid that she will have nightmares at night. Listen to the little old man. The girl still doesn't want to see it. Go back!"

The old man waved his hand to Xiao Yu, his eyes passed Xiao Xiao’s finger, the silver you had drunk, and after a short stay, he turned and slowly returned to the room.

"Slow, old gentleman." Xiao Yu took a few steps to catch up with the old man, took out a purse from his sleeve, pulled out a few silver coins, and stretched over: "Please also ask the old gentleman for convenience."

The old man saw Xiao Yu for a moment: "Girls must see the bodies today?"

Xiao Shuguang was firm and nodded: "Yes."

The old man’s turbid eyes were calm and waveless. He took a silver coin from Xiao Yu’s hand: “Girls come with me! Tonight’s nightmare will not blame the little old man!”

The words behind the old man made Xiao Yu’s heart inexplicably burst into hair, and his back was cold, as if there was a ghost around him. She made a self-proclaimed surprise to them, and they would find her trouble at night.

Xiao Yu set the god, the corner of his mouth twitched a smile, she is a fox illusion, or fine, what are these lonely souls? Is it necessary for them to be afraid of them?

Nan Tianyu suddenly joined Xiao Xiao’s side and lowered his voice. He said in a voice that only two people could hear: “The old guy is not a greedy, but only took you a piece of silver. Xiao girl, you have to be careful about this old man. He is a bit strange."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, holding the silver that the old man didn't take away, and saw the old clothes worn by the old man. Nan Tianyu said yes, this old man is indeed weird.

Feng Yi also saw what he saw. He saw that Nan Tianyu had joined the secret language of Xiao Yu and said nothing.

Suddenly, the old man stopped and slammed his finger at a wooden house: "The bodies that the girl wants to see are inside."

When the old man finished speaking, he slowly left.

Xiao Yu and Nan Tianyu took a look at each other. Nan Tianyu nodded to Xiao Yu and the three went in.

There are about forty or fifty square feet in the wooden house, but only three or four coffins are placed. The coffin is covered with a paper, as if it is suppressing?

This kind of scene, Xiao Yu and Feng Yi are very familiar, often appear in ghost films.

The wind easily saw the paper, and the scalp was numb. His fingertips gently twirled Xiao Yu’s sleeves and pointed to the coffin of the finger: “The corpse lying on the back, it’s not going to have changed.” What?"

Xiao Yu took a look at the wind, what is this male god? Is the courage even smaller than her?

"Do you see more ghost films?" After a pause, Xiao Yu said again: "What about the corpse? Is it hard to be a thing inside the slaves? You even accept the slaves, what else can't? Accepted?"

The wind is easy to smile, although the slaves are terrible, but the slaves listen to them! Will not hurt his life.

Can't you understand the words inside?

Nan Tianyu suddenly reached out and took the coffin cover. He even lazy to tear the paper.

The sound of the sudden burst of sound, shocked Xiao Yu and the wind easy to jump, the next thing that made the wind easy to get into the pores.

The dried corpse in the coffin suddenly stood upright, his hands stretched out, and the nails became longer at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were not as bright as slaves, but black and dead.

The corpse is covered with long hair, no support for blood on the face, and the skin is wrapped with bones. It is very horrible, especially the slightly convex eyes. The black and white eyeballs have no luster, but they will turn. This picture is extremely strange.

The angle of the corpse's eyes fell on the wind, and she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at the wind, revealing the white tines.

The wind is almost scared to the soft legs, people are afraid of the same, he is not afraid of the self-destructive weakness of jokes, he is afraid of this stuff...

Xiao Yu reached out and pulled the wind behind her. She didn’t have much fear in the eyes of the corpse. This may be the first time she and the slave had met each other. The impression was too deep. The scene at the time was comparable to the present. Too many, you know, slaves sleep, but bloody.

Who can imagine that he was taken from a **** scorpion into another coffin and slept in the coffin for a few days?

The corpse suddenly smashed up, a pair of black pointed nails, facing Xiao Yu’s neck.

But no one thought of it...

When Nan Tianyu kicked the corpse to the ground, his movements were simple and rough, his feet were over his head, and his handsome was a mess.