Chapter 243 (2/2)

”Do you want to be so shameless?” Wen Yi slapped her face in the quiet hall. After a quick slap, she sneered: ”I don't know if your fans are blindfolded by lard and will like you!”

Then he turned and walked upstairs.

As soon as his wrist tightened, Wu Keyou's voice sank: ”I want to go if I hit you?”

Wen Yi frowned, raised his feet to kick the past: ”I want to go how!”

Wu Keyou screamed and let her go.

”Don't be a motherfucker. Think you're a bully?” Wen Yi covers the wound that begins to bleed again because of her big action, curse a way.

After scolding, he went upstairs and groped his way.

It's still the same in the afternoon. In the dark, Wen Yi's face is difficult to see the extreme, just was forced to support, now is want to support all can not hold, wish to hurry back to the room to lie down.

Just on the second floor, I heard a sound coming from the other side of the room.

But when the ghost came back, she didn't want to know what the weather was like.

She could not help but walk towards Mr. Wei's room. She wanted to ask for a piece of amulet to defend herself. She didn't believe that Zheng Quzhi's talisman was worth anything. After all, she had been together in the haunted house, and probably knew how much Zheng Quzhi was.

Standing at the door of Mr. Wei's room, just about to knock, he suddenly heard Zheng Quzhi's voice coming from inside. Wen Yi made a move.Inside --

”is Wenyi OK?” Zheng Quzhi took the towel that Wei Yan handed him and wiped his hair with his head down.

”No problem.” Wei Yan is sitting on one side, staring at Zheng Quzhi calmly. Suddenly, she takes a look at the direction of the door. She has a strange mood in her eyes.

Hearing that Wen Yi was ok, Zheng Qu's bosom friend was relieved. He felt that he was almost done. He left the towel aside and hummed, ”OK, dry it. Can I go now?”

He had lived for more than 20 years, and it was the first time for him to wash his hair with a towel. I don't know why Wei Yan is so particular about it. Even if you pay attention to yourself, you have to force others to pay attention to it with him.

I don't know who is used to it.

”How many symbols have been drawn?” Wei Yan raised her eyes, and there was no doubt on Junlang's face: ”in this painting a few.”

Zheng Quzhi took a breath. Didn't he just come to send the lamp back? Why so many things inexplicably? After a few glances at Wei Yan, he saw that Wei Yan didn't seem to be joking. Zheng Quzhi frowned impatiently:

”now there is no time. Xiao Wenyi is bitten. I must be afraid. I have to comfort others. And Wu Keyou, the little boy, pushed the woman out at the critical moment! Should we teach a good lesson? The most important thing is our sister Guan! Sister Guan is missing. Can I sit here and draw a symbol for you? ”

Wei Yan doesn't speak. Her dark eyes stare at Zheng Quzhi quietly.

Zheng Quzhi was staring at him, but it was not his style that he always counselled him. He then said, ”the most important thing about pictorial symbols is meditation. Can I calm down and give you the amulets? If you want to see it, I'll paint it all day for you some other day? ”

Wei Yan, who has never said a word, suddenly gets up. He is tall and feels oppressive. Zheng Quzhi, who has just been very stiff, is forced to step back a few steps. He is thinking about what to say to slow down the atmosphere. He hears the man: ”good.”