Corpse Retriever

After the beginning of autumn, the nights are a bit cooler, and places like hospitals often feel even lower.

It was fine in the corridor before, and there was no wind. Now that he was outside, with the evening breeze blowing, Li Zhuiyuan took out the thin coat from his backpack and put it on.

Everyone's bag was filled with specific supplies and equipment. In the summer before, even after wading through the river, he didn't feel very cold, so this thin coat was always pressed at the bottom and never worn.

When zipping, he found that it was broken and couldn't be zipped up no matter how hard he tried.

If it was in his hometown, the grandfather would take out a candle and wipe it.

The old man watched a young man zipping up his zipper with his head down, and walked towards him step by step.

Before, he was arrogant and reserved, but at this moment, he only felt that his eyelids began to jump unconsciously.

The curser eats this bowl of rice, so he is naturally more sensitive to this aspect.

In fact, even if this layer is left aside, in the current scene, there are only two possibilities:

Either the boy in front of him is a lunatic, or what he did before is like what a lunatic would do.

The old man swallowed his saliva with some difficulty, and swung the wooden stick in his hand back three times.

The girl who had just entered the ward stopped there, standing opposite Tan Wenbin, who had already walked into the underworld and held the talisman paper in both hands.

The old man inserted the wooden stick into his waist, held it up with one hand, and clenched his right fist with his thumb pointing forward:

"The fortune-telling of yin and yang, good and bad, Xishan Shun Yao, Shizhu Zhao.

I don't know which way my friend is going."

Li Zhuiyuan gave up the struggle with the zipper.

He raised his head and looked at the old man who was questioning him: "Sit at the Nantong Haohe Wharf, Li the corpse-recoverer."

"My friend, don't joke. I have heard about the things in the martial arts world, but I have never heard of this Nantong corpse-recoverer Li."

"Well, this is normal."

"Could it be that my master is living in seclusion in Nantong?"

"Because I just made it up today."

The old man's eyes condensed. Even a clay man has a rustic temperament. He was teased by a young man at his age, and his anger was a little bit uncontrollable.

The wooden stick was pulled out by the old man again. He intended to fight, but he was very afraid, because he knew that if the stick was hit, the whole thing would have no room for maneuver.

Li Zhuiyuan put his hands in his coat pockets, looked at him calmly, and said:

"Don't dream, there is no room for maneuver."

The old man's chest rose and fell. If the other party came today was an adult or an old man, holding a Yellow River shovel and carrying a frame like himself, he thought he could still do what he wanted today.

But the appearance of this young man, his temperament and aura, made him sweat on his forehead.

"My friend, since it is a misunderstanding between the younger generation, it can be solved by talking it out. Is it worth it to tear the face completely? It's not worth it, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You don't have the face to do this in front of me."

The old man gritted his teeth and leaned forward. His originally skinny body burst out with a swift momentum. In the blink of an eye, he appeared one meter in front of Li Zhuiyuan, holding the stick in his hand sideways, and was about to hit the boy's head horizontally.

Li Zhuiyuan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The reason why he just stood there and kept provoking the old man to take the first step was to make things go completely.

Because what he wanted to do was not only to kill the old man and the cursed Zhao Mengyao, he wanted to destroy the entire family of Shizhuo Zhao.

He didn't know how many people there were in Shizhuo Zhao, whether they were a small family or a large family, so to be safe, he had to do enough foreplay.

So that the Heavenly Dao could see clearly: Look, they were the ones who took the initiative again and again, and I had to destroy his entire family only when I had no choice.

It's nothing more than spending a little more effort. If the family's fortunes decline because of the cause and effect, it would be really not worth it.

"Bang!"

A trident held the wooden stick.

Lin Shuyou, who had opened his face, showed an exaggerated smile and glanced at the old man.

"Guan... Guanjiangshou?"

The old man recognized Guanjiangshou. Although this faction did not appear long ago, it was famous for its unusually fierce style.

Lin Shuyou raised his arm, and the old man retreated continuously.

Then, Lin Shuyou stood in front of Li Zhuiyuan, turned his head slightly, and looked at the boy behind him: "Hehe, aren't you afraid that I will be late?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You have split personality, not intellectual disability."

"You know, I don't like your condescending tone of voice."

"If you don't accept it, hold it."

"Puff...Puff..."

Two wisps of white air came out of Lin Shuyou's nose.

Li Zhuiyuan was willing to say a few more words to Lin Shuyou before he opened his face, and be a little more patient. When this guy opened his face, he was a stubborn donkey. The better he was treated, the more he would act arrogantly.

The old man picked up the wooden stick towards the bamboo basket and swung it forward. A small rattle wooden stick was hooked. As the tip of the wooden stick shook, the rattle made a crisp sound.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the front. A girl wearing a lotus treasure robe and purple all over her body squatted on the ground. She raised her head and smiled, with her canine teeth hooked and standing outside her lips.

Lin Shuyou took a step with one leg across, raised the trident in his right hand, and stroked the air in front of his face with his left hand.

"To eliminate demons and defend the way, only kill and not save~"

In an instant, Lin Shuyou's temperament changed, and the White Crane Boy descended.

The trident turned, and the tip was aimed at Li Zhuiyuan behind him.

The White Crane Boy tilted his head slightly, revealing murderous intent.

Li Zhuiyuan and the White Crane Boy had a grudge.

Last time, on the riverbank outside the school clinic, the White Crane Boy showed his killing intent to him.

Because Li Zhuiyuan planned to re-sign a labor contract with him.

But in the final analysis, everyone nominally holds a job with the word "righteous" printed on it.

Therefore, no matter how much the two quarrel, it is an internal conflict of the righteous path.

Li Zhuiyuan: "They are a pair of sisters, living people refined into cursed objects."

The trident flipped again, with the tip pointing forward.

Li Zhuiyuan was not panicked at all. In this situation, if the White Crane Boy did not attack the old man first but attacked himself first, then he would completely deny his previous route and directly fall from the Yin God to the Ghost King.

He was reluctant.

The White Crane Boy took a step, three steps down, and his figure flickered alternately in the corridor in the night.

The old man poked forward with a wooden stick, and the purple girl jumped up like a monkey. After grabbing the top above, she alternated her hands and feet and crawled quickly. When she came to the top of the White Crane Boy, she whistled down.

The White Crane Boy raised his head, his vertical pupils opened, and the girl's body was blocked.

"Ah!!"

The girl screamed, causing the White Crane Boy's vertical pupils to become disordered. After falling on the other's shoulders, she raised her hands, stretched out her claws, and stabbed at the White Crane Boy's face.

"Clang!"

The girl's claws were blocked by the trident, and the White Crane Boy reached behind him with his other hand, grabbing the girl like a naughty monkey.

The vertical pupils that were still scattered before were not only unusually stable at this moment, but also flowing with a bloody red color.

The girl's face showed fear, she felt the huge gap in strength.

As a curse, she was not even as good as the evil ghosts wandering in the countryside, so how could she be the opponent of the official general.

In other words, if the official general couldn't even deal with this kind of stuff, how could he have the face to shout "only kill, not save".

The White Crane Boy grabbed the girl with his left hand, raised it in front of him, and stabbed with the trident in his right hand.

"Puff!"

"Ah!!!"

A scream came.

But this time, it was sincere, and after the initial miserable cry, the fierce look on the girl gradually faded, and her eyes gradually revealed relief.

In the ward, a series of flickering muffled sounds came.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to look inside, then raised his left hand and snapped his fingers again:

"Snap!"

Under the bed, the three lights that had been extinguished instantly rekindled.

"Bang!"

The girl's body was directly ejected from the ward by a barrier and landed in front of the White Crane Boy.

The girl in the White Crane Boy's hand had completely dissipated. He squatted down, grabbed the girl's neck with his left hand, and stabbed again with the trident in his right hand.

There was no excessive frills, no reversals and accidents. The official general who was originally a ghost king and now a Yin God knew very well how to deal with this kind of soul-like evil spirit.

The old man was so scared that the wooden stick in his hand began to tremble. This time he was not summoning, but was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

When he introduced himself earlier, he mentioned his inherited profession. Shizhuo Zhao was good at casting curses behind the scenes, which was not suitable for direct confrontation.

At this moment, both of his curses were broken by the opponent, and he no longer had the confidence to continue the fight.

"Who are you, who are you?"

The unknown Nantong corpse-recoverer Li, but he could make Guanjiangshou willing to act as a thug.

At first, when his curse failed to enter the ward for the first time, he became suspicious. When he saw the young man snapping his fingers again, he realized that there was a formation in this ward in advance!

Damn,

I'm fishing!

Good at setting up formations, can have such a thug, you tell me this is an ordinary corpse-recoverer?

The white crane boy gradually approached the old man.

At the beginning, Li Zhuiyuan just sealed a high-heeled female ghost who was making trouble as a gatekeeper, which was considered a crime of controlling ghosts from Guanjiangshou's perspective.

The old man in front of him not only used living people to make curses, but also used curses to harm people. Isn't it a crime that should be executed?

"You, you, who are you!"

The old man stood there and continued to point his finger at Li Zhuiyuan and ask questions.

Li Zhuiyuan ignored him, but leaned against the corridor railing and looked downstairs, as if waiting for something to appear.

He thought in his heart: The old man's curses were cast one after another, which was obviously not in line with common sense. Even the most skilled cursers couldn't stand this kind of play.

And I saw Zhao Mengyao during the day. Her complexion was normal and her blood was stable. There was no sign of backlash from the curser.

Could it be that this Stone Table Zhao had mastered some secret method to offset the backlash of the curse?

On the other side, the White Crane Boy walked in front of the old man, stabbed the trident out, and pierced the old man's chest.

The old man's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

In fact, the old man really turned into a piece of paper.

The trident only pierced a piece of paper.

The questioning standing there was just a trick. The old man had already run away when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Heh..."

Li Zhuiyuan laughed. In his sight, he saw the old man running out of the stairs and appearing in the flowerbed in front of the inpatient building.

White air began to spurt out of the ears, nose, corners of the mouth, and even the corners of the eyes of the white crane boy.

He was fooled, and the boy behind him laughed at him.

The boy turned around and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed down: "Why don't you chase him quickly?"

The boy jumped and jumped down from the building.

Every time he went down a floor, his hand lightly touched the railing, and he quickly passed by one floor after another and finally landed.

The old man who was running away looked back and found that the officer had appeared behind him. He was so scared that he almost lost his soul and hurried to run.

The White Crane Boy stepped on the three-step praise and quickly closed the distance between the two sides.

The old man looked back again, his eyes showed a fierce look, and he took out a wooden sign from his arms and bit it in his mouth.

The wooden sign gave off a black mist, and the old man's eyes, ears, mouth and nose immediately oozed blood, but his running speed was improved, and his hands and feet became more flexible.

The two sides started a tug-of-war chase.

While running, the old man found that the officer behind him had stopped.

"Hu..."

The old man felt relieved. Just as he was about to take the wooden sign out of his mouth, he heard a "whoosh" sound of wind behind him. Looking back, he saw that the officer had three incense sticks on his head and caught up again!

Not only did he not dare to spit out the wooden sign, he bit it open with his teeth, and the black juice inside overflowed and soaked into his throat.

Thick blood vessels extended downward from the neck, and the old man's speed increased further.

Characteristic industries do not pay much attention to regional advantages. The Sixth Hospital, which focuses on mental illness, was originally planned in the new urban area. There is a large open area nearby. There are not many people on the road at this point, which is just right for both parties to run wildly.

The old man's breath began to wilted. He knew that his physique had been overdrawn to a certain extent, and it was difficult to continue to squeeze out the potential with the existing means.

In the back, the distance between the officer and the general was getting closer and closer. The white crane boy was obviously walking, but every time he blinked, it seemed to change his position, bringing an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The old man saw a river in front of him. He reached out to his bamboo basket, grabbed a silver toad from it, and cried:

"Child, save my grandfather this time, and after saving you, grandpa will send you to rest in peace!"

After that, he put the silver toad on his head.

The toad, which was originally a dead object, seemed to move and fixed on the top of the old man's head.

Pustules appeared on the old man's skin, some of which had broken open and pus was flowing out.

These pustules swelled and swelled, with the same frequency as the toad on his head.

The old man was cursing himself.

In this way, he hoped to get further madness.

No matter how much the price was, at least he had to save his life!

"Quack!"

The old man's throat was swollen like a tumor, and he made a frog sound, then jumped into the river in front.

The white crane boy also entered the river.

The old man was swimming underwater, and the boy was walking underwater.

The three incense sticks on the boy's crane crown were not extinguished by the river water, but they burned faster because they were under the river.

Layers of waves spread in front of the boy, reducing the resistance of walking in the water, which was more strenuous than using the three-step praise on the ground.

The old man felt that he was almost at his limit. He looked back again and found that the boy was standing under the water, motionless.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Seeing this scene, the old man spit bubbles excitedly.

He had some understanding of Guan Jiangshou, and knew that each time the medium could only continue once with the help of the incense, when the time was up and Guan Jiangshou left, the medium would also become weak.

He resisted the urge to turn back and take the opportunity to kill, gritted his teeth, urged his body, which was in great pain due to the curse, and continued to swim forward until he could no longer see the figure under the dark night.

Underwater, Lin Shuyou took out the forbidden talisman needle from his pocket.

He wanted to give himself an injection.

"Buzz!"

The talisman needle pierced his chest, and the vertical pupil, which was almost scattered, was stabilized.

Lin Shuyou opened his mouth and made an unclear sound in the water, and at the same time his hands began to dance back and forth on his body.

If you can get close to him and listen carefully at this time, you can vaguely hear that he seems to be chanting some multiplication formula, adding the corresponding direction of each number to the back.

Facts have proved that Lin Shuyou did read books seriously during the time he was lying in the hospital.

Recently, I came to Li Zhuiyuan's dormitory to borrow Brother Bin's desk. In addition to the torment, I also had positive thoughts in my mind.

He is a genius of the official general lineage, but he is not an all-round genius after all.

After working hard to make up for the lessons, he only caught up with the progress of Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng at the beginning. He knew the result but not the reason, but at least he could rely on a formula to match the formula and follow a fixed process.

Of course, this is actually enough for the medium.

Finally, Lin Shuyou grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and put his right thumb against his brow.

Gather the evil spirit!

The evil spirits around him began to flow into his body, and his vertical pupils recovered and flowed out with sharpness. The White Crane Boy came again.

The boy clenched his fists, opened his mouth, and roared.

He was very angry, he was very flustered, and he was very manic.

Because his medium had really embarked on this path.

"You... deserve to die!"

...

The old man was lying on the shore, with a large area of ​​rot and festering all over his body. His condition was very bad, but he had a smile on his face. He escaped and saved his life.

Then, a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes. What kind of existence did his precious granddaughter provoke this time?

Zhao Mengyao was his granddaughter. When she left home to go to college, she secretly took away the human skin cursed object enshrined in the family.

In fact, the family found out. At that time, they thought that a girl was going to college alone outside, and having a self-defense cursed object around her could at least ensure that she would not be bullied.

But unexpectedly, not long after the school started, the family sensed that the human skin cursed object was used.

He immediately came to the school and found his granddaughter.

He didn't come to blame, but he was worried that his granddaughter wouldn't know how to share the backlash after casting the curse, so he brought the maintenance agreement of two widows in the village and asked his granddaughter to sign it.

After finishing, he also asked his granddaughter who the curse was for.

The granddaughter told him that it was one of her roommates. That roommate not only formed gangs, bullied classmates, stole things, had promiscuous relationships, but also snatched away her boyfriend who fell in love with her at first sight.

The old man had eaten more salt than his granddaughter had eaten rice, so he knew that there was some exaggerated content in his granddaughter's words.

It's only been a short time since the start of school. Even if the cursed girl is bad by nature, how could she have done so many evil things?

But... what's the big deal?

For a family like them, whoever they don't like, they cast a curse. It's the cursed person's fault. It's her bad luck, and she deserves this disaster.

It is because of the peaceful and prosperous times and the clear justice of heaven that people like them dare not act too rashly. In the past, not to mention when the emperor was alive, even in the era of warlords fighting each other, it was not difficult to be treated as a guest of honor by warlords.

He originally intended to leave tomorrow, but who knew that his granddaughter would burn a blood letter again.

Nantong corpse-recovering Li?

A tadpole that has never been heard of and does not know where it came from dared to meddle in the affairs of Shizhuo Zhao.

Since the other party wants to explain, I will give him an explanation.

"Alas..."

The old man raised his head and sighed.

Now, I really should give him an explanation. Let my granddaughter apologize first, and then punish her. If the other party is still not satisfied, the worst that can happen is that my family will bleed a little more and give some tribute.

Although the young man only snapped his fingers tonight and did not really take action, the old man knew that the identity behind the young man should not be underestimated.

Stupid girl, why curse someone with a background!

"Splash!"

The old man lowered his head in astonishment and looked forward. A figure jumped out of the water and then fell in front of him.

He was about to run away, but his throat was stepped on by a boot.

Why...why...why did he still have strength after all three incense sticks were burned out?

The old man wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound because he was stepped on.

He kept shaking his hands to show his attitude.

But it was a pity that the boy was angry now, even on weekdays, he had nothing to say about these "evil ways".

"Puff!"

The trident pierced the old man's head.

...

Li Zhuiyuan walked into the ward and reached out to turn on the light.

"Click!"

No response, the light bulb was broken.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Fortunately, there were three candles burning in the ward, which could ensure visibility.

"Brother Xiaoyuan." Tan Wenbin walked forward quickly.

Before Binbin could speak, Li Zhuiyuan said, "The murderer has been found. I will kill her whole family."

"Uh..."

Tan Wenbin swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He could guess in his heart that Brother Xiaoyuan should know what he was going to ask and what he was going to do, so he jumped the step for him in advance.

Tan Wenbin could only smile and say, "Brother Xiaoyuan, how about I kowtow to you again? I won't say much, it's all in the beginning?"

Li Zhuiyuan walked to Zhou Yunyun's bedside and checked Zhou Yunyun.

She looked much better, and her face was rosy, her eyebrows were relaxed, and she even showed a "young peach blossoming" face.

This kind of face is the so-called, some people, you can tell that he is in love by looking at his expression and complexion.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll wake up Yunyun and say hello to you?"

"What are you going to say after you wake her up?"

"I..." Tan Wenbin licked his lips, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm going to re-examine the relationship between me and the class monitor, what do you think?"

"Brother Binbin, is this a question?"

"Of course not, it doesn't have a fixed answer, and there's not even a fixed solution process."

"Then make your own decision, just don't regret it."

Tan Wenbin nodded: "I understand."

"You can also talk to Grandma Liu, she likes to talk about this topic."

Liu Yumei is so idle that she's reading "Dream of Red Mansions", and she's eager to have a topic about the relationship of a younger generation brought up for her to analyze and talk about.

"Yes." Tan Wenbin smiled, "It would be a good thing to give the old lady."

"Put away the formation."

"I'll do it."

Tan Wenbin put away the formation. After he finished, he wiped his sweat and said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, sit down for a while. I'll go get some hot water."

As soon as Binbin picked up the kettle and walked out of the ward door, he bumped into Lin Shuyou.

"Brother Bin!"

Lin Shuyou excitedly raised the trident in his hand in front of Tan Wenbin, and there was a human head stuck on the trident.

"Fuck!"

Anyone who almost came face to face with a bloody and sauced human head in the middle of the night would be shocked.

"Brother Bin, this is the man who wants to harm my sister-in-law tonight. I'll help you kill him and give you his head."

Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes at Lin Shuyou and said:

"Thank you, I'll wash it and put it on Yunyun's bedside table. I believe Yunyun will be surprised when she wakes up tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay!"

"You're so stupid. You killed someone and brought his head back with it stuck in your mouth. Do you think it's fried meat skewers?"

"Uh..."

"Have you dealt with the old man's body?"

"After cutting his head, his body rotten, and he seemed to be a cursed himself."

"Curs yourself, what is this habit? To escape?"

"It should be."

"Then you quickly deal with this person's head, don't leave traces, save uncle Tan during the day to find you trouble."

"Uncle Tan is Brother Bin, your dad?"

"Well, I'm adopted."

"real?"

"Hehehehe." Tan Wenbin was laughed, but he soon realized something, "Ayou, have you gone?"

"Oh, after twice, I added it once!"

Lin Shuyou raised his chest proudly.

Calculate the broken evil rune needle, waiting for him to have a total of four times!

Tan Wenbin: "Then how can you still have the strength to run back with the head?"

"Yes." Lin Shuyou looked down at himself and jumped twice. "Although a little tired, I think I still have a little strength."

After the number of times was added before, he had a long coma long ago.

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhanyuan: "Xiao Yuan, is it adapting to Ayou's body?"

Li Zhanyuan: "It's a boy bowing his head."

Before he left, he specifically left some power to Lin Shuyou and did not completely squeeze him.

Tan Wenbin's pouting: "Oh, this year, even the gods of Yin also saw the dishes."

Lin Shuyou went to handle the head. Tan Wenbin returned after boiling water and poured a cup of tea for Li Zhanyuan.

"Brother Binbin, I'm not thirsty."

"Then ... get you tank Jianlibao?"

"Don't be tired, don't drink. Bin Bin, go to the store to call in the store and let Mengmeng make a soup."

"Brother, you can never eat Meng Meng's appetizer if you have no appetite!"

"Don't eat it for me."

Li Zhanyuan paused and added,

"Use."

Nympho

The next morning, Zhou Yunyun's roommates came to the hospital collectively.

When Wang Lunan saw Zhou Yunyun lying on the sick bed, he couldn't stop tears.

Zhang Xin is carefully asking the condition and recovery.

Zhou Shengnan took the broom to help sweep the ground, and poured a trash bin by the way.

Although the room Tan Wenbin had just been cleaned in the morning and there was no garbage in the trash can, she just did not express it well and wanted to find something.

Tong Yanyan watched Tan Wenbin, who was busy greeting next to her, if it wasn't for Yun Yun, she was still lying on the bed and hanging water, she would have to ridicule: Oh, look, because of the blessing.

Zhao Mengyao also came. She was standing by the bed, biting her nails, and restlessness.

She thought that after I came here today, she was not the ward but the general. Zhou Yunyun was not a good look at his eyes, but should be pale and cold.

But the scene in front of her was so real. Did her grandpa not have time to shoot last night, or did Grandpa have returned to his hometown, so he did not receive the blood boat he had burned?

However, her uneasy expression was not strange at this time, and it can even be said to be quite normal.

"Come, thank you for visiting our clouds, eating oranges, and eating oranges."

Tan Wenbin enthusiastically divided the five girls with oranges.

This morning, Yin Meng came, carrying a insulation barrel, inside was her careful cooked Tremella soup.

The orange that gave Zhao Mengyao was specially left separately. He used the needle tube in advance, extracted the sweet soup, and injected into the orange.

Seeing Zhao Mengyao ate Tan Wenbin's face and smiled.

Heart: Don't worry, this is just interest.

After they left, Tan Wenbin closed the ward door, sat back, and asked, "What do you want to eat at noon, I go out for you."

Zhou Yunyun asked: "Isn't there a cafeteria in the hospital?"

"The meals in the hospital cafeteria are not very seasoning, and there is no taste."

"I now seem to only eat some light ones?"

"How can you eat casually, it's okay, now it is time to make up for it, you see you, the chin is sharp, other places ..."

Tan Wenbin deliberately patrolled with his eyes.

Zhou Yunyun will mention the quilt to the chin and cover himself.

"Well." Tan Wenbin sighed exaggeratedly, "Eat more, it's too thin, it's not good."

"I seem to have a dream last night." Zhou Yunyun stared at Tan Wenbin, as if he was doing a dream and reality, "in a dream, you said something to me."

Zhou Yunyun's fingers held the edge of the quilt tightly, very nervous.

"Your mother asked my mother to bring you something, and now put it in my dormitory. When you are discharged, I will send you to school."

"Well, okay." Zhou Yunyun nodded, showing a loss in his eyes. It turned out that it was really dreaming.

"My mother bought you a big suitcase, brand goods, very expensive, I didn't."

"Such a valuable gift, isn't it appropriate to collect it?"

"Women's, pink, my mother also posted a lot of cartoon patterns, you don't, I can't use it."

"Help me thank Auntie."

"Anyway, I do n’t have much luggage. When I go home on vacation, I will put a box with you in a box, let's go back together."

"Okay ... huh?" Zhou Yunyun had a bit back, "Last night ..."

Tan Wenbin put his face over, and suddenly said: "Tan Wenbin, you don't study well yourself, don't affect other students!"

"you……"

Tan Wenbin touched his nose and laughed: "Don't say, I really like this tone."

Zhou Yunyun pulled the quilt and covered his face:

"Don't say it!"

"Ha ha."

After some joking, Tan Wenbin said: "I'll ask two female classmates to take care of you for me in the afternoon. They are female classmates who work part-time in the store. I gave them allowances and they will take turns."

"Actually, no need, I can do it myself..."

"Don't worry, isn't it for the time being that money is spent? I feel more at ease with them accompanying you. I have something to do and need to go out for a while. It may take a few days to come back. I hope that when I come back, you will have become healthy."

"Where are you going?"

"The mentor's project requires frequent business trips. There is no other way. It's all for the job after graduation and a better future. Otherwise, how can you support your family, right?"

"You are only a freshman..."

"Thanks to Brother Xiaoyuan, I can join the mentor's project team, so I have to be more active and work harder."

"I know."

Tan Wenbin looked up and adjusted the drip rate of the bottle.

In fact, it is most appropriate to let his mother take care of Zhou Yunyun, but his father reminded him not to tell his mother about Zhou Yunyun, and he also understood his father's thoughts.

He lowered his head and looked at the girl on the bed tenderly.

Wait, I'll help you get revenge.

…

Zhao Mengyao's body began to itch on the way back to school. She didn't take it seriously at first, until she returned to the dormitory and looked in the mirror, she found that she had dense red pimples on her face and neck.

And this symptom continued to spread as she scratched.

"Mengyao, what's wrong with your face?" Zhou Shengnan asked.

"No, it's okay, it's allergic."

"Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"No, it should be fine in a while."

Wang Lunan looked at Zhao Mengyao's appearance, and then thought of Sister Yunyun who was poisoned. She sat on the bed and cried again.

Zhang Xin shook her head helplessly and pushed the suitcase to the new dormitory.

If Zhou Yunyun hadn't been in the dormitory before, she would have asked for a change of dormitory through connections. There were a few live treasures, and she really couldn't stand it.

In the evening, Zhao Mengyao, wearing a hat and a scarf, came to the canteen closest to the dormitory to get food.

She didn't have much appetite, but she was very hungry.

When Zhou Yunyun was there, they all went out to eat together in the same dormitory. After Zhou Yunyun left, everyone tacitly separated and acted separately.

Carrying the food tray and leaving, Zhao Mengyao was somewhat surprised to find that the canteen aunt's hands were not shaking today. Why did she serve so many dishes?

Unfortunately, she had a poor appetite, so she only ate a little and got up to go back to the dormitory.

The "aunt" at the food window took off her mask, revealing a young and fair face, which was Yin Meng.

There was a fixed classroom for evening self-study in the freshman year. Zhao Mengyao didn't attend the afternoon class because she had a rash all over her body, so she naturally didn't go to the evening self-study.

At this time, she was the only one in the dormitory.

She poured herself a glass of water and just drank it.

"Ugh!"

The previous water and bright red blood were vomited out together.

She looked at all this in disbelief, and the whole person staggered back continuously.

"What's going on... What's going on..."

She panicked and didn't even bother to clean up the dirt on the ground. She climbed onto her bed and wanted to wrap herself tightly with a quilt.

As soon as she lifted the quilt, another letter slipped out, using the same love letter envelope as last night.

She hesitated for a long time, as if she was afraid, but finally picked up the envelope and opened it.

The words on the letter were still beautiful, and the content was still brief:

"Don't you like to curse others? How does it feel to be cursed?

In addition, you broke your promise today.

See you backstage at the school auditorium at 12 noon tomorrow.

- Nantong Haohe Wharf, Li the corpse."

Zhao Mengyao grabbed the letter with trembling hands, and then felt her stomach churning again. She immediately poked her head out and opened her mouth:

"Ugh!"

The bright red vomit was vomited on Wang Lunan's bed on the lower bunk.

But Wang Lunan just couldn't sleep tonight, and she had already fallen into depression.

Not daring to stay in the dormitory any longer, Zhao Mengyao went to the school clinic for a checkup. The doctor prescribed two tubes of ointment for her, and based on her description of her condition, prescribed some basic medicines, and suggested that she go to a large hospital for a detailed examination.

Zhao Mengyao was carrying a bag of medicine to the dormitory in a daze, and a very tall and strong boy came towards her.

She and the other party just brushed shoulders lightly, but she was knocked to the ground.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I'm really sorry."

Runsheng immediately pulled her out.

"Are you blind? Are you blind? Believe it or not, I curse you to death!"

"I'm really sorry, classmate."

Zhao Mengyao glared at the big guy fiercely, picked up the medicine bag on the ground, and returned to the dormitory.

The roommates hadn't finished their evening self-study yet, so she chose Zhou Shengnan's bed to sit down and began to apply the ointment on herself.

When she first opened it, she felt that the ointment seemed a little sticky, but the effect of applying it was very comfortable. Not only did the rash stop itching, but it also gave off a cool feeling.

"Ugh!"

She vomited again, all over Zhou Shengnan's bed.

After vomiting, she wiped her mouth and walked to the mirror again.

The skin of herself in the mirror began to fester, and the bloody red wounds were blown by the wind, bringing a chill.

"Ah!!!!!!!"

The shrill scream echoed in the dormitory.

...

Tan Wenbin: "Hehe, this is the first time I know that the dishes you cook can actually have the effect of casting a curse."

Yin Meng said to Tan Wenbin unhappily: "Do you know how many times I cooked today? The little interest I had left in the kitchen was all gone today."

Tan Wenbin: "You still have an interest in cooking? Listen to me, let's change to a hobby that is beneficial to physical and mental health."

Runsheng: "I agree."

Tan Wenbin: "Well, Mengmeng, can you repeat the effect of your own 'curse'?"

Yin Meng stopped talking.

People can't step into the same river twice, and Yin Meng can't cook the same taste of food.

Li Zhuiyuan put down the pen in his hand, picked up the paper in front of him, and blew it.

He just imitated Zhao Mengyao's handwriting and wrote a confession letter for Zhao Mengyao.

Next, just leave Zhao Mengyao's fingerprints on the letter, and then put a bottle of heavy metal next to the confession letter, and it's done.

Tan Wenbin asked curiously: "Brother Xiaoyuan, do we need to go through so much trouble?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is to cater to its aesthetics."

On the rooftop, Lin Shuyou, who had been observing with a telescope, raised his hand:

"Report, the target dragged a suitcase out of the dormitory building, and it seems that he is going home!"

Tan Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This idiot has finally decided to go home now."

Yin Meng looked at her nails: "That's great, I thought I still had to make a midnight snack."

Runsheng put out the "cigar" and put on his backpack.

Li Zhuiyuan put the pen cap back on and said:

"Let's go,

go to cancel the account."