The Bowl of Seven Emotions

"Tang Susu, your luck won't last so good."

Tang Susu walked more than ten meters away, and suddenly heard Tang Qisensen's voice sound from behind.

She kept walking, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Tang Qi unwillingly glared at her leaving back, until she couldn't see her, she looked back and sat back in the car.

The car waited outside the cemetery for nearly ten minutes, but Steward Chen walked out of it without rush.

He sat in the passenger seat and slightly nodded at Tang Qi, "Mrs. Lao has been waiting for a long time."

Tang Qi waved her hand impatiently and motioned the driver to drive. Then he asked curiously, "Housekeeper Chen has relatives buried here?"

Steward Chen nodded, "It's my daughter, her life is not good."

Tang Qi snorted, thinking this sounds a little strange. Does a father say that his child's life is bad?

The car slowly merged into the traffic flow and quickly drove into the city. Passing the mall, Tang Qi hurriedly asked the driver to stop, "Hey, wait, I'm going to buy something, you should go home first."

She was carrying her bag and just about to get out of the car, but found that the door was still locked.

Steward Chen turned his head and said to her: "Sorry, madam, the Patriarch hopes you can be home before twelve o'clock."

Tang Qi frowned unhappily, but seeing that the driver didn't listen to her at all, she could only let it go.

The car quickly drove back to the old house of the Chen family.

It was past 11 o'clock when I returned home, and Tang Qi unexpectedly discovered that the Chen family seemed to be particularly quiet today. At this time in the past, those collaterals who lived in Chen's family went to the restaurant together, but no one seemed to come out today.

This thought just flashed through her mind, and then she was thrown aside.

Tang Qi went back to the house and changed her clothes, and suddenly smelled a strange scent. She felt dizzy inexplicably and seemed to want to sleep.

She looked at the time, thinking about sleeping for a while now, and eating when she wakes up, then she fell on the bed and lost consciousness.

After she fell asleep, the closed door was opened from the outside.

Chen Dongsheng walked in, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and the peony petals on the mirror were half open and half closed. He will face Tang Qi's face with the peony petals, and then gently call out: "Tang Qi, Tang Qi..."

Tang Qi faintly seemed to hear someone calling her name. The voice was familiar and affectionate. She ran towards the other party hard and began to feel unexpectedly heavy. She impatiently threw off the heavy objects on her body. , The body became extremely light.

Then, a strong suction came, and she was sucked into the darkness.

The breathing of the person on the bed suddenly stopped. Chen Dongsheng put down the bronze mirror in his hand, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, then stood up and opened the lid of the incense burner with the curling green smoke on the bedside, and put a piece of brown incense inside. After extinguishing, the strange fragrance in the room finally dissipated.

Later, he hugged Tang Qi, who had completely lost her heartbeat and breathing, and walked out of the bedroom. Outside the bedroom, Steward Chen stood respectfully outside.

"Patriarch, can I hold your madam for you?"

"No need." Chen Dongsheng refused coldly, and asked, "Where is the witch?"

"Mr. Wu is taking care of the spirits of the Chen clan, and he will succeed soon."

"It's better."

Steward Chen silently followed Chen Dongsheng and walked with him to the basement of the back garden.

At this time, someone in the basement had arrived early.

The man was wearing a white chef's uniform, and his appearance was in his early thirties. He was the chef Tang Susu had calculated before.

He was squatting in the corner, and dozens of people were neatly placed in front of him. Those people's chests have ups and downs, but even if someone cuts their flesh with a knife at this time, they won't wake up.

He held a bowl full of black liquid in his hand, and stirred it twice with his fingers from time to time, smearing the black liquid under the nose of those people.

Soon, a faint mist appeared in the noses of those people. The chef took out a small black palm-sized gourd, opened the stopper, and placed it under their noses. Then, the mist was sucked into the gourd.

He took the trouble to **** out the breath from everyone, then stood up and gently shook the gourd on his hand.

There seems to be some liquid in the gourd, and every time it shakes, it weighs heavily. And as he swayed, the original black gourd slowly faded, and it has faded to yellow and white before it ceases to change.

Chen Dongsheng walked in at this time, and the chef turned his head before he opened the door.

When Chen Dongsheng came in, he grinned at him and shook the gourd in his hand, "Your antidote has been made."

Chen Dongsheng glanced coldly across the chef's hand, "I won't give you a third chance."

"Of course, of course." The chef responded with a grin, as if he hadn't noticed the murderous intentions hidden in Chen Dongsheng's words. "Although your method is also good, killing his beloved will only stimulate him and make the soul remnant. Escape, this won't make him disappear completely, I also think for your sake."

After speaking, he broke the gourd with his hands and took out a black pill from the pill. There seemed to be something struggling and wailing in the pill, and a few small human faces could be faintly seen.

He closed his eyes slightly, put the pill under his nose and sniffed lightly. He looked obsessed with a light and fluttering voice, "This is a soul swallowing pill made with a lot of Chen's blood and soul. As long as you take it, it can affect The remnant soul of your consciousness will be swallowed instantly, and this physical body belongs to you alone."

Although the chef's exaggerated performance was very clumsy and his words sounded like a coax, Chen Dongsheng did not question it. He put Tang Qi in his arms into the bronze cauldron, then turned around to take the black pill from the chef's hand, and swallowed it as soon as he raised his head.

Less than five seconds after the medicine was ingested, Chen Dongsheng's eyes suddenly widened. His expression was no longer the usual calm and flat, but panicked.

"You...men...retribution, retribution -" He stared at the two people in front of him, as if exhausting all his strength before squeezing out the words.

When the voice fell, he screamed as if he had been attacked. His voice is getting lower and lower, getting weaker and weaker, until it disappears completely.

After that voice disappeared, Chen Dongsheng opened his eyes again. While opening his eyes, he opened his mouth and vomited out the pill he had just swallowed.

The chef gave a bit of a pity, and he did not know whether it was a pity that the pill was no longer useful, or it was a pity that Chen Dongsheng could not keep it in his stomach.

Chen Dongsheng straightened up, and instantly completely lost the whites of his eyes and scanned the chef. Because of the screams just now, there was a somewhat hoarse voice, "You can go now."

Under his terrifying eyes, the chef unnaturally raised the corners of his mouth, "I will leave now, I wish you all the best."

After that, he hurried away without looking back.

Without the repression of the remnant soul on his body, Chen Dongsheng became terrible, like a monster squatting in the dark.

I don't know, what exactly is he?