You Are My Gravity

Zhong Wenqing stepped back in fright, what is this?

Why is this happening?

After a while, after the smoke gradually dissipated, Zhong Wenqing saw some small holes in the carpet, as if they had been eaten by bugs...

Zhong Wenqing felt that this must be useful, and she sprinkled some blood on the door of the room.

Sure enough, the situation was similar to what had just been seen, as if water was spilled on the hot red iron plate, and she even saw that some parts of the door seemed to have bubbles...

After a while, some mottles appeared in the middle of the door...

Zhong Wenqing thinks that this is probably broken. If it breaks, the sons can go out to find food at night.

The stone in Zhong Wenqing's heart felt like a big drop. She took out her phone and took two photos of the carpet and the door respectively, closed the door, and sent them to the master’s apprentice...

Although the master had blocked Zhong Wenqing, she still had the WeChat account of his apprentice.

Zhong Wenqing: Master, could you please ask your master for help to see if this burst is broken?

...

Just now, at the moment Zhong Wenqing sprinkled blood on the door of the room, Qin Zheng, who had just gotten up and was holding a cup of water to drink, suddenly felt that his gloriously injured finger yesterday hurt severely, thinking that he was violently hurt. Pressed on the red-hot iron.

Qin Zheng cried out in pain: "Oh..."

He called a bit miserable, Zhou Ping asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Zheng held up his fingers and ran over: "Mom, it hurts... I have a headache with my fingers... I didn't know what was wrong just now, and suddenly I felt a lot of pain... This hand was all right."

There was a small pinhole on Qin Zheng's finger. So, it got well soon. When he got up, he took a special look. Except for a red dot, he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

This time, the pain was a bit strange.

Zhou Ping said: "Let me see..."

She grabbed Qin Zheng's right hand, and her face changed almost immediately.

Qin Zheng asked: "What's wrong, mom?"

Zhou Ping sneered: "Heh...it's pretty awesome..."

Xu Mu came over, "What's the matter?"

Yesterday Zhou Ping grabbed Qin Zheng’s finger and drew a talisman array on the door, so it was a painting by Qin Zheng...

Now, the formation is about to be broken, so Qin Zheng has received some damage.

Qin Zheng exclaimed: "Mom, look at my hand, look at my fingertips..."

I saw the pinhole between my fingers, a little enlarged, like a drop of ink falling between my fingers.

Zhou Ping said: "It's okay, just sprinkle it on the incense ash, it's not serious."

Qin Zheng hurried to get the incense ash.

Xu Mu asked Zhou Ping: "What's the matter?"

"That Zhong Wenqing is pretty good. I don’t know what I used. It almost broke the array I set last night. Because it was made with the blood of Xiaozheng, I also grabbed him and painted it last night. So, this is him. Painted by the essence and blood, the array was damaged, and he was affected a bit, but fortunately, he was very active and the array was not destroyed..."

Xu Mu heard the mysterious and mysterious, but his wife is very powerful.

"That Xiaozheng..."

"Fortunately, it's not serious. Yesterday, I miscalculated. I underestimated Zhong Wenqing. The person behind her who gave her the trick really has two brushes." Zhou Ping said, "It seems that my mother really I'm going to show her something good."

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Yo yo yo... let's swing our sculls and go down together...