One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Chapter 296: My alternative cohabitation friend (21)

Chapter 296 My Alternative Cohabitation Friend (21)

"This?" Ling Qiong revealed the bronze piece in her hand.

The bronze piece is not big, the characters on it are characters that have never been seen before.

"To Lao Tzu!" The evil spirit roared again, "Otherwise Lao Tzu will kill him."

Lingqiong played with the bronze piece in her hand, "Treating me a girl with someone, would you like to nodded?"

Evil spirits obviously don’t want to, "Stop talking nonsense, give it to me."

Lingqiong sighed, compromised, "All right, my brother is more important."

Sheng Mingsui's lips trembled, and the things behind it were cold, and the blood seemed to freeze.

Hearing Lingqiong's voice, his frozen thoughts slowly turned.

He cast his eyes on the people in the distance, Lingqiong smiled at him, as if to comfort him not to be afraid.

The next second, Lingqiong suddenly disappeared before his eyes.

The evil spirit was startled, and before he could find where Lingqiong was, the person held by him suddenly seemed to have changed.

The evil spirit was kicked, because there was no entity, it hit the wall and disappeared directly.

"Be careful!!"

Han Yuehong's exclamation sounded.

The evil spirit appeared from the other wall, with a grinning face, and pounced on Lingqiong.

...

ten minutes later.

Evil spirits and the rotten flesh on the ground make company.

The suffocating stench covered the entire room. Sheng Mingsui was outside the door at this time, covering his mouth and nose, unwilling to take any further steps.

He almost died in it just now.

At this time, Sheng Mingsui discovered that Lingqiong seemed to be farther away from him...

This distance is at least five or six meters.

Lingqiong was kicking the evil spirit one foot after another, "Can you bully my brother? Can you bully? Is it?!"

Evil spirit: "!!!"

The yin qi on the evil spirit's body was kicked to disperse, and the whole ghost was curled up into a ball, looking at it a bit pitiful.

Lingqiong finished venting, slammed her cheeks away from her bangs, like a coquettish and wayward lady, pointed at the evil spirit: "Say, who made you come!"

"Nobody."

The evil spirit insisted that no one would let him come.

Lingqiong squatted down, holding the piece of bronze, "Then what is this?"

"No... I don't know." The evil spirit shook his head.

"I don't know if you are going to grab it?" Lingqiong squeezed out a smirk and quickly flattened the corners of her mouth, "Shooting for fun?"

"..." The evil spirit continued to shake his head, "I really don't know what it is."

"Then someone asked you to grab it."

"No."

"No? You don't know what it is, what are you grabbing?"

"……"

...

No matter how evil the evil spirit is, if you meet someone worse than yourself, you can only admit it.

He was driven to get this thing.

But he really didn’t know what it was.

I only know that the thing can strengthen their power, anyway, it is a very powerful thing.

He doesn't know what the master of the evil spirit is called, so he keeps calling him master.

Nothing happens at ordinary times, and he can't see his master.

When something happened, his master would only let him do it after he ordered it, and he wouldn't say much.

"Then how did you see him?"

The evil spirit nodded.

"Draw!"

Evil spirit: "..."

The evil spirit lay on the ground, pouting and drawing.

Lingqiong slapped his head, "What are you drawing?"

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts!

The evil spirit is extremely angry: "I can't!"

Lingqiong: "..."

Finally, the evil spirit narrated, Sheng Mingsui ghost writer, drew a portrait.

Although it is a bit strange, Lingqiong can still recognize it. This is...

"Is that the one who called Fang Xie Shou?" Sheng Mingsui said the answer first.

Lingqiong turned her head and praised, "Brother is really good."

Sheng Mingsui: "..." Don't praise him in a childish tone.

He paints professionally. If he can't even recognize this, he can't say that he is a major.

Fang Xieshou this person, Sheng Mingsui did not find any useful clues.

Sheng Mingsui looked at the bronze piece in his hand, "Why did he look for this?"

"I want to know too."

Fang Xie Shou’s work now is preparing for the resurrection of the heroine.

So this thing may be related to the resurrection.

Dead at the station...

Painting Exhibition...

Tanuki...

She didn't get any bronze pieces in the exhibition. She didn't think about it at the time, and Gu Yi didn't mention anything about bronze pieces.

If Fang Xie Shou is really collecting this.

The bronze piece of the exhibition must have been taken away by him.

How many pieces are there in this thing?

The role and quantity of the bronze pieces, they are not clear for the time being.

Evil spirits don’t know much, so they have to let them go for a while.

Lingqiong dealt with the evil spirit and looked at the things on the ground.

Now the more important thing is this on the ground...

The rotten flesh on the ground is clearly a baby.

Lingqiong looked at Han Yuehong: "Is this the kid in your stomach?"

Han Yuehong's belly was high and bulging, but it was empty and there was nothing inside.

When she woke up in this body, the child in her belly had disappeared.

And the woman appeared without the child.

She doesn’t know where the child has gone.

Han Yuehong: "But... maybe."

Han Yuehong didn't know this was in the jar, she couldn't feel anything except darkness inside.

If this child is really in her belly.

That junior is too cruel.

This is her own flesh and blood.

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds.

How did she do it...

Although the jar was broken, the bones have not yet come out.

Han Yuehong still couldn't leave.

Lingqiong continued the alarming cause that was interrupted before, and asked the police to help.

Sheng Mingsui compiled the ins and outs of the whole thing before the police came.

There was a dead baby on the ground. Ling Qiong and Sheng Mingsui carefully worked out some clues so that the police could follow the clues and find the bones.

Sheng Mingsui was still recording his confession, and Ling Qiong and Han Yuehong were standing in the corridor outside.

"The antiques you have stored will not be found out, right?"

"Don't worry, I can't find it." Han Yuehong said: "That place can only pick up things with inventory certificates."

Lingqiong is relieved.

You can't work in vain.

Sheng Mingsui recorded his confession, and because he lived downstairs, he asked him to go back first.

Sheng Ming returned home when he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Waiting for him to clean up and come out of the bathroom, he turned to look at Lingqiong who was leaning next to him, "Xiaoyu, you can get farther away from me."

Lingqiong thought for a while: "It seems to be."

Sheng Mingsui: "Then we don't need to sleep in a bed..."

"Brother, what are you afraid of? You can't touch me." Lingqiong was puzzled, "I don't occupy land."

"……"

Is this a problem of not occupying land?

Sheng Mingsui tried to persuade Lingqiong.

But Lingqiong Hu was entangled, and the topic was first-class.

In the end, nothing can be changed.

Sheng Mingsui lay in bed, tossing and turning for a while without falling asleep.

He turned sideways, "Kohane."

"Ok?"

"We went to the villa before, and the two looked very affectionate."