Unlimited cheating in the horror world

Without continuing to disturb Dapeng, Chen Lu and Zhao Zhou went directly to the room where Dapeng lived before, resisting the disgust at the dismembered corpse, and began to look for the spiritual soil they had stored.

It didn't take long to find a suitcase, and after opening it, I saw a few sealed mini jars.

Chen Lu looked at it and said, "It seems that these are the things, let's take them out first."

Really nasty people here.

Zhao Zhou stopped him, "Put it directly into the storage, don't worry about the rest."

Chen Lu glanced at him, "But those people..."

Zhao Zhou interrupted him, "They are not our teammates, they are just a temporary cooperation. If you want to get the spiritual soil, you have to exchange it with props or rely on your own ability."

In the end, Chen Lu still listened to him. From the outsiders' point of view, Chen Lu was in the dominant position of the two of them. In fact, Zhao Zhou was the one with the decision-making power.

The two put a few small jars into the storage, and then they just had to deal with the villagers and the ghost.

After they got out, Guo Jianbai and Ning Jiamei were both eagerly waiting for Lingtu.

After Chen Lu entered the door, he found that Shen Congran and Feng Yichen were no longer there, "Where are those two?"

Ning Jiamei said: "Oh, they just went back."

Guo Jianbai was still in a hurry, "What about the spiritual soil, let's divide it up and wait until the task is over."

Chen Lu sat down, "It's okay to want the spiritual soil, but you have to exchange it with props, or go to the village chief to find other spiritual soil."

Guo Jianbai stood up abruptly, "What do you mean!"

Ning Jiamei was also in a hurry, "Didn't we agree to split up together? Why did you change your mind?"

In the past few days, their cooperation has been quite harmonious, and they have always focused on these two people, so when they went to get the spiritual soil, they took the initiative to stay and watch Dapeng.

Chen Lu didn't take their anger seriously, "It's nothing interesting, I've already told you what to do, and it depends on your next choice."

Guo Jian clenched his fists angrily, but finally chose to let go, "If I get on the boat, I can find you to change jobs."

Now he will definitely not take out the props, who knows when the ghost will find them next time, every talisman is a life.

Chen Lu nodded with a smile, "Of course, although it may be more expensive then, but I want to compare the settlement points, you are definitely willing to pay."

When they got on the boat, it meant that they were already safe, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Guo Jianbai said with a sullen face, "Of course I would, I just hope that you can keep your word."

Chen Lu spread out his hands, "I'm sure what you say is what you say. When the time comes, the Lingtu will have tasks to complete, so it's useless to keep any more. It's okay to give you some."

Seeing Guo Jianbai nodding, Ning Jiamei was very anxious, she doesn't have many props, why are these two so treacherous, Guo Jianbai is also, very cowardly.

Chen Lu quickly looked at Ning Jiamei who was secretly anxious, "Miss Ning?"

Ning Jiamei bit her lower lip, and finally nodded, "I still have to rely on you to take care of me."

Chen Lu shook his head, "Miss Ning is not a newcomer, she can't always rely on others to take care of her during tasks."

Ning Jiamei took a deep breath and said, "I understand."

She must go to Feng Yichen and the others, as long as the two of them disagree, this situation will definitely be broken, and then she will have the opportunity to obtain the spiritual soil without losing the props.

After Shen Congran and Feng Yichen went out, he asked curiously: "Will you wait for those two to come back and see what's going on?"

Feng Yichen looked at Yumu, "No, they won't give the spiritual land to other people for nothing." If it was him, he wouldn't either.

Shen Congran: "Then why didn't you follow along just now?"

If they went together, I believe those two would not dare to ask Feng Yichen directly for exchange.

Feng Yichen: "I still don't feel relieved to take the spiritual soil now, let's wait."

Seeing Shen Congran's worried look, Feng Yichen comforted him, "Trust me."

Of course, Shen Congran could only believe that even if she really couldn't get the spiritual soil from Chen Lu and the others, she would find a way to get it from the village chief.

There seemed to be a strange confrontation between the outsiders and the locals of Wudao. No one would come to this yard. Shen Congran and his group did not go out because of the heavy rain, but they all knew that this was just the last calm before the storm.

The terrified Dapeng was placed in the house where the mother and daughter originally lived. As for whether he can survive later, it depends on his personal luck. Anyway, none of the four of Chen Lu and the others are willing to take this person with them.

Dapeng has no opinion on this, he no longer cares about the so-called spiritual land or where he lives.

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The heavy rain lasted for two days and two nights, and even the water level on the island rose. Wang Xian also took this opportunity to lie down at home, but the rain cast a shadow over their hearts.

When he finally got up that day, he saw his father sitting in the lobby, looking at the rain outside.

"Dad, don't you want to sit like this all the time? It's been two days, and those people haven't been here once."

Village Chief Wang still coiled the walnuts, "No rush."

Wang Xian found a chair at random, and sat down carelessly, "They haven't moved at all, so they're all dead, right? They were..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his father glanced at him lightly. Wang Xian shut up consciously, "Okay, if you're not in a hurry, then just wait. Anyway, I want them to have nothing to eat."

Up to now, the wound on his face has only healed by two or three points, and the swollen bag on his right eye has disappeared, leaving a large horrific bruise there.

When Village Chief Wang saw the injury on his son's cheek, his heart ached, but he said, "You have to restrain your temper. You will still be the leader of the Hewu Group when you go out in the future. You can't always be so rash. I When you are old, you won't live many years, and this family still needs you to support it."

Village Chief Wang is just such an old man, and Wang Xian was spoiled and grew up. Seeing his old father say this, he was naturally touched, "I see, when the time comes, everyone else in the village will be able to eat bonuses. What else?" If you are dissatisfied, your son and I, the village head, will definitely be seated securely."

Village Chief Wang said, "You have to know that people's greed is never satisfied..."

After talking a little, he didn't continue talking, as if he was caught in a certain memory, and Wang Xian didn't bother him.

When the old man got older, he would often be in a daze. If it weren't for the fact that he was still speaking clearly and sharply, Wang Xian would have doubted whether the old man had Alzheimer's disease.

After a while, Village Chief Wang was relieved from the memory, "You are right, you can't really let those people be bored by themselves, you can contact me later to see that yard."

But others are really dead, and they still need these people.

Wang Xian got up and went back to his room to get his mobile phone. After connecting, he briefly explained a few words, and soon said that he would leave immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xian scratched his hair irritably, thinking about when the rain would end, and as long as it ended, he could continue to live the chic life before.