On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Kong Sanniang heard this and her eyes widened in shock.

"Life-extending anointing?"

"What does that mean?"

Meng Zijin raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Literally."

Kong Sanniang was so frightened: "Oh my god... you are too..."

"I have obtained an ancient book, which explains how to make this kind of human ointment. However, the process of refining human ointment is complicated and requires attention to the right time, place and people."

"From ancient times to the present, not many people can successfully refine human anointing."

After Kong Sanniang was shocked, she couldn't help but go up to her and ask her: "Sister, is it because you didn't succeed in refining it because you didn't have the right time, right place, and right people?"

Meng Zijin glanced at her coldly, and suddenly smiled gloomily: "How do you know that I didn't refine it successfully?"

Kong Sanniang was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind me; "Fuck, it's so scary."

I know that Meng Zijin deliberately scared Kong Sanniang.

If she had really mastered this thing, she would have been killed by the Special Investigation Bureau long ago.

No matter how bad it is, he will be thrown under the Demon Suppression Tower instead of being locked up in this funeral street.

Shen Tairan watched happily: "Little girl, don't be afraid. She is lying to you."

"That's what she wanted to do at the time, but Zhang Lingchuan showed up and had a fight with her. This guy didn't win, so he had to be incorporated here."

Kong Sanniang was relieved.

"Are all your people here so fierce?"

I chuckled and said, "Yeah, if you're scared, it's still too late to leave now."

Kong Sanniang snorted coldly from her nostrils.

"Tsk, I want to stay here."

These few bickerings did not relieve the tense atmosphere.

Zhang Lingchuan frowned and looked at the wooden box, seeming to be in some kind of dilemma.

Meng Zijin said: "You don't have to be embarrassed, just destroy it when it needs to be destroyed."

"After being refined into adult ointment, it will no longer be conscious and will even turn into a pile of rotten flesh."

"It's better to destroy it as soon as possible than to keep it and invite disaster."

Liu Mazi, who heard this, also joined the conversation.

"I have never seen life-extending ointment, but I have heard that it is extremely harmful to make such a thing."

"There are even records in ancient books that if you want human ointment to have the best effect, it is best to use someone close to you to refine it."

I feel sick in my heart when I think that what I brought back might be a lump of rotten meat.

At this moment, Monk Chen asked.

"How is this so-called human ointment used?"

"You can't just soak it in water and drink it."

Meng Zijin replied: "It's okay if you want to mix rice with rice."

Well, my stomach began to churn, and I couldn't help but rush into the toilet and vomit.

This is so damn hard to accept.

The Jiang family must all be sick.

After vomiting out everything I had eaten, I also vomited a few mouthfuls of bile.

The uncomfortable feeling was indescribable.

It's like wrapping a damp cotton jacket around your body when it's cold.

It's wet and overwhelming.

After I rinsed it off, I rinsed my mouth.

After walking out of the toilet, he found that the people outside had dispersed, leaving only Zhang Lingchuan leaning on the sofa making tea.

"Where are they?"

"The crowd was so noisy that it gave me a headache, so I sent them all away."

"Ah? What about Kong Sanniang and Zheng Yuan?"

Zhang Lingchuan concentrated on pouring tea leaves into the teapot without raising his head: "Of course I followed Monk Chen around."

Yes, they treat this as a tourist attraction.

He brought me a cup of tea.

"Drink some tea and take it easy."

The wooden box is no longer in the living room. It is probably placed in the cellar.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, my nausea was relieved a lot.

"What to do with that thing?"

"It must be a disaster to stay with us."

Zhang Lingchuan didn't panic at all: "You can't keep her here, and you can't send her away so easily."

"Don't worry, this matter can be solved easily."

"When Liu Mazi spreads the word, naturally a lot of people will come over to snatch this thing."

"Then you pick someone you don't like and be the unlucky one, and I'll let the wooden box be destroyed in that person's hands."

It’s a familiar routine again, a familiar recipe.

Not only did he pluck himself clean, but he also put the blame on others.

A group of people with evil intentions slipped away by the way.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this.

"Boss, do you use this trick every time? Don't you have any other new tricks?"

Zhang Lingchuan shrugged helplessly.

"You can't blame me."

"Who lets them fall for it every time?"

As Zhang Lingchuan drank tea, he shook his head and murmured to himself: "I'm fooled every day, but it's never the same..."

In a rare and pleasant time, Zhang Lingchuan and I just had a cup of tea each until the afternoon.

As a result, neither Kong Sanniang nor Zheng Yuan came back yet.

When it was time to eat, Zhang Lingchuan called Kong Sanniang.

In the end, she said she had a great time at Shen Tairan's place and would not come back to eat.

I was a bit dumbfounded: "Boss, do we really want to take Kong Sanniang in?"

Zheng Yuan is a boy, so he can do whatever he wants.

Anyway, it’s not a big deal for the big guys in this room.

It is really inconvenient for Kong Sanniang to live with a girl.

Zhang Lingchuan said to me: "We have agreed with Meng Zijing that she will sleep with Meng Zijing for the next few days. Zheng Yuan will come back and sleep with us. Let him sleep in the small attic with you."

"I don't care, just let Zheng Yuan sleep in the attic, and I can squeeze in with you downstairs."

Zhang Lingchuan held a cigarette in his hand, turned to look at me, and said nothing.

In my mind, I still have the wooden box engraved with runes.

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "Boss, tell me, the human anointing in this wooden box could be a member of the Jiang family, right?"

Zhang Lingchuan's tea-making hand suddenly paused.

I'm just guessing.

Because I just heard Liu Mazi say that using close relatives to make this thing is the most effective.

That's why I wanted to think about whether that person could be a member of the Chu family.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingchuan said in a deep voice: "Jiang Tai'an has three children on the surface. In addition to those two sons, he also has a daughter named Jiang Yuan."

"But that Jiang Yuan has never appeared in public."

My throat tightened.

"In order to survive, you will do such evil things."

"Are they still human?"

There was no movement on Zhang Lingchuan's face: "There is a lot of chaos in this world."

"Perhaps, in their eyes, human life is really not worth mentioning."

I heard it very unpleasantly.

It's all human life, girls are not inferior!

My anger surged.

Just like when I was a kid, I saw the babysitting tower in the village.

But besides being angry, I also want to crush these rotten people.

A wave of nameless anger rushed through my body.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.