dead child, ghost carrying coffin

As we all know, given Hua Jiunan's fondness for evil, the golden sore medicine given to him is naturally the best.

Moreover, this kid has always been stupid and generous, and he didn't treat money as money. Hearing this, he immediately threw a bottle full to the young man of the Hu family.

If this scene is seen by the thrifty housekeeper Dachang Chong, tears will flow from his heart.

"There is nothing to be afraid of death, it scares you... use it!"

After Hu Jiaqing applied it, not only did he stop the bleeding immediately, but even the scars disappeared.

Apart from being pale due to excessive blood loss, there was no abnormality at all.

And because the "three" Hua Jiunan lit the soul lamp together, the whole person looked more energetic.

In the future, the road of practice will be smooth sailing.

"Hahaha the test was successful!"

Chen surrounded the young man of the Hu family, touched and pinched him, and then laughed excitedly.

"Okay, that's fine, let's go in and ask grandma for Grandpa Qingshan's soul lamp."

"This time, the old man will definitely not scold us, and sister Fei'er doesn't have to cry anymore!"

Unlike Mr. Chen's self-confidence, Hao Gui obviously knew how unreliable the guy in front of him was.

"Then, Major General, do you want to think about it again and try a few more times?"

"I'm really afraid that if we don't do it well, we will be beaten by the Hu family... You know, there are too many experts in his family."

"None of us can afford to offend..."

Speaking of experimenting a few more times, the originally pale young man of the Hu family became even paler.

"This...just to be on the safe side."

"But please wait a moment, Major General, I'll go and call my elder brother, my younger brother..."

Seeing that the young man who "be happy alone is not as good as all the people" wanted to run away, Chen immediately stopped him.

"Why bother so many people with such a trivial matter, you can make it in silver."

"Don't worry, Master Ji, I'm sure!"

Yan Bi took out another bottle of golden sore medicine and threw it in front of the young man of the Hu family.

The young man tremblingly picked it up and almost cried: "Master, Major General, you want to cut my neck?"

"I thought . . . thought cutting the neck was a completely unnecessary step, don't you think?"

Chen, who was said to be "rigorous in his studies", shook his head resolutely.

"According to our previous experience in dismantling...repairing alarm clocks and foreign cars, one step cannot be missed."

"Otherwise it's easy to lose parts...or there may be a bunch of extra..."

Just when the scourge ordered Qude Yuyu to take action and wanted to strangle the young man of the Hu family again, Hu Chuan, who had been with the deaf mother-in-law, came out.

Seeing the two grandson-like ghosts smiling at someone like Chen, he was taken aback for a moment.

"I don't know that the two messengers came to Hu's house, and it was a long way to welcome them."

"The two of you are here... are you here to invite the soul of my Patriarch?"

"But his soul should not be here..."

Speaking of this, Hu Chuan realized that he had slipped his words, and hurriedly stopped.

But except for the "official old fritter" Haogui, the others didn't notice anything unusual.

Especially by Chen's side, the two fearful ghosts.

"Hu Jiaxian is being polite. Our two brothers are here to drop by...to pay the Major General's greetings."

"If the nobles have no other orders, the brat will leave first."

Still the same sentence: ghost messengers are an existence that cannot be offended in the heart of any practitioner.

Even though Hu Chuan has lived for so long, this is the first time he has seen such a shy underworld messenger.

After glancing at Chen with different eyes, he was thoughtful...

If others dared to look at him like that, the scourge would have stared at him long ago, and sent him a sentence of "what are you looking at".

But as Hu Chuan's elder, Chen would not dare to offend him.

After all, everyone who "comes out to play around" knows an iron rule: offending the sister-in-law will not get you any favors, and sooner or later you will be stabbed by the elder brother.

In such a state of mind, the disaster can only be flattering and laughing, which is almost the same as a ghost chasing oneself.

"That's Uncle Hu Chuan, right?"

"We have a way to revive Grandpa Qingshan! We have done the experiment just now!"

"You just need to lend us Grandpa's Soul Lamp to play for a while!"

The Hu family youths on the side also hurriedly echoed the words.

"Yeah Uncle Chuan, my nephew has already tried it himself just now, and the major general really helped me relight the soul lamp!"