My master is invincible

Chapter 2002

Upon hearing this voice, I frowned.

Because, this voice is too familiar.

It was Zhuge Qingming.

Mad, how did you get him here?

I quickly turned my head to look, and Zhuge Qingming walked over with a smile, holding a gourd-shaped wine bottle in his right hand, and his clothes had changed into a beggar's at some point.

That's right, it's a beggar outfit.

I'm so speechless, what the hell is Zhuge Qingming doing?

He looked imposing in formal attire.

But, now, I really don't see it.

"Palace Master!" He walked over, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, then hiccupped and said with a smile, "Do you think I am qualified to manage the Eight Immortals Palace with my clothes like this?"

I figured it out, this guy just doesn't want to manage the Eight Immortals Palace.

Immediately, I looked towards Joyce.

Embarrassment flashed across her beautiful face, "He came here by himself."

"Palace Master, although I haven't known you for long, I've heard too many rumors about you. I knew you were going to leave when you said you were going to rest for a while, so I followed the Palace Mistress's wife." Zhuge Qingming walked up to me with a smile, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed me one.

I took the cigarette and really wanted to curse, but since this guy has already come, I naturally couldn't refuse, so I asked him: "How is the matter over there?"

He nodded and said with a smile: "It's almost done. The rest of the matter will be left to those rich people. After all, this is a profit-seeking society. As long as they want to make money, they will definitely get this business going."

"Will they go too far?" I asked hurriedly.

He gave up and said, "Don't worry, the people I'm looking for are all honest and conservative, and nothing serious will happen."

Well, since Zhuge Qingming has said so, I have nothing to say.

Perhaps, as Rang said, this is a profit-seeking society. If they want to make money, they will naturally do one thing well with their heart.

Afterwards, all of us discussed on the spot for a while.

During this period, Zhuge Qingming didn't mention the cremation, but chatted with me about family matters for a while.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and a group of us sneaked into the town, and then went straight to Guangzhou.

When we arrived in Guangzhou, it was about six o'clock in the evening. I first went to Jiaokou. After all, Mrs. Yuan's house was there, and I also had some things there, waiting to be retrieved.

When I got back to Jiaokou, I went straight to Mrs. Yuan's house.

As soon as he entered the house, he was greeted by a strong smell of blood.

I frowned, I had only been away from this house for about five days, and when I left, the house didn't smell of blood at all.

But, now... the smell of blood is a bit offensive.

"Jiuye, wherever there is a smell of blood, it is always accompanied by a little bit of weirdness." Joyce whispered next to me.

"Yes! Palace Master, in my opinion, it's better not to enter this house for the time being!" Zhuge Qingming also muttered.

I didn't say anything, I turned my head and looked at Han Qiu, wanting to hear his opinion.

That Han Qiu looked at the house with a frown, and said softly, "Master, you can go in."

I smiled wryly, if Han Qiu understood me, he had already entered the door, so how could he not go in and have a look.

Without any hesitation, I covered my mouth and nose with one hand and walked into the room.

Due to the approaching evening and the light in the house, the whole room looked a bit dark, so I took out my phone, turned on the screen, and started to look around with the weak light.

It's the same as when I left.

However, that bloody smell is getting stronger and stronger, and the most evil thing is that I don't even know where that bloody smell is coming from.

At that moment, I looked towards Joyce and said softly, "Can you find the source?"

She nodded and said with a chuckle, "Simple."

After all, her lips moved slightly, probably she was chanting a spell.

After about seven or eight seconds, a red Gu worm crawled out.

This Gu worm looks only half the size of a finger.

Immediately afterwards, the Gu worm slammed towards the second floor of the house.

To be honest, I really want to ask Joyce where she puts her Gu worms, and why every time she recites a spell, some Gu worms will crawl out.

Especially when confronting Yuan Qingtian, Joyce was followed by a large number of Gu worms.

If it is said that her Gu worms are placed in bamboo baskets, I don't believe it.

After all, I have seen her bamboo basket with my own eyes, it is only the size of a palm, how could it hold so many Gu worms.

This makes me puzzled.

However, considering that every industry has its own secrets, I didn't ask them.

After about a minute, Joyce frowned and said softly, "Jiuye, I found it."

"Where is it?" I asked hastily.

She raised her hand and pointed towards the second floor, "It should be the second room on the second floor."

Ok?
second room?
Wen Xue and I were living in that room at the time, and it was in that room that Mrs. Yuan died.

Without any hesitation, I hurriedly walked towards the second floor, and Han Qiu, Zhuge Qingming and others followed.

On the second floor, I went straight to the second room.

It was pitch black in the room, so I turned on the light bulb in the dark.

In an instant, the dark room suddenly lit up.

With this ray of light, I looked at it.

When I looked under the bed, I was a little dazed for an instant.

There was a palm exposed under the bed. The palm was extremely pale, and a few maggots could be vaguely seen wriggling on it.

Seeing this situation, I took a few steps back subconsciously, and Zhuge Qingming and others, who were in the same situation as me, also took a few steps back.

Hell, where did the palm under the bed come from?
You know, when I left, I fiddled under the bed, and I didn't see any palms at all.

At that moment, I took a deep breath and leaned towards the bed, Zhuge Qingming and others followed behind me.

When I walked to the bed, I could clearly feel the smell of blood emanating from under the bed.

I took another deep breath, slowly bent down, took out my phone, and took a picture under the bed.

With the light from the phone, a complete corpse was revealed.

No, not a whole body.

The abdomen of the corpse was cut open, perhaps because of the long time, there were many maggots wriggling on the abdomen.

Seeing this scene, I frowned more and more, and hurriedly called out to Zhuge Qingming, "Help, get the corpse out."

Soon, all of us got the corpse out in a hurry.

I squatted down and glanced roughly. The deceased was an old man in his seventies. The strange thing was that the deceased did not seem to have died in the past few days, but more like died many years ago.

(End of this chapter)