Sweet Wedding in the 1980s: Metaphysics Fat Wife Makes a Great Transformation

Chapter 203 Ghost claps his hands

Zhang Lan shouted, which attracted two colleagues who came to work to watch. They found Zhang Lan holding her shoulders and tears falling down.

Thinking of Zhang Lan's excessive concern for Shen Zhi, the two of them looked very strange.

Gu Manman was also annoyed by the other party's inability to move forward or retreat, so this time she made a move, the other party's shoulder would be charred. Otherwise, she would be more happy than Shen Zhi when meeting a beautiful woman.

Thinking of this, Gu Manman rolled his eyes at Shen Zhi.

Look at the trouble your constitution has caused me.

Shen Zhi said with an innocent face: "Can I have some soup?"

"Drink. Do you want two more dumplings?"

Shen Zhi shook his head: "That one doesn't taste good, and it smells weird."

Zhang Lan's face turned pale, and she looked at Shen Zhi unwillingly, and then looked at Gu Manman without looking over from the corner of his eyes.

The meaning is obvious, you are not even my opponent.

Zhang Lan bit her lower lip and ran out.

She originally wanted to find someone to witness that her shoulder was pinched, but when the hygienist opened her top to check the injury on her shoulder, she saw a patch of blisters on her shoulder.

"You said she scratched you instead of scalding you?" The hygienist's eyes were suspicious. How could this be scratched? It was obviously scalded.

But Zhang Lan didn't get wet, so it didn't look like she had been scalded with boiling water.

"Xiao Zhang, Comrade Shen is very good, but you... still have to love and respect yourself." Why did you frame someone else falsely?

Zhang Lan gritted her teeth, wondering if Gu Manman could hurt her skin through the fabric, or this kind of injury.

The witness only saw Gu Manman patting herself on the shoulder and not spilling soup or anything at all. She couldn't even lie if she wanted to.

Tell the truth? Then no one would believe it. After all, who would believe that so many blisters would appear after being touched on the shoulder.

Do I still have to tell people that I was hurt by the warlock Gu Manman because I am a monster?

She was crazy to say that.

I could only swallow this breath: "I was in too much pain, so I said something wrong. Actually, what I want to say is that I was burned and pinched by her. Please see how to deal with this wound now."

The hygienist nodded, began to examine her, and prescribed medicine.

Gu Manman watched as Shen Zhi ate and drank. He went outside to wash the dishes and put away the empty basins. Gu Manman stood aside and watched.

His eyes were attracted by the surrounding trees.

This is a very common tree, poplar.

Tall and straight, with broad leaves and thick stems, it can withstand drought and freeze. It can be seen everywhere in rural areas, suburbs and pastures.

It usually takes five years to become useful and is a very good economic crop.

Among the people, it also has a name called "Ghost Clapping Hands".

When the wind blows, there is a roaring sound, especially in the dead of night, it sounds like someone clapping outside.

"Why are you planting such trees outside?"

"What do you mean?" Shen Zhi paused.

"Didn't you say that this is the tool room, this is the office, and there is a wall over there where various files and materials are stored?"

Yes.

"Then why would someone do this?"

"Are you saying there's something wrong with these trees?" Shen Zhi followed his wife's gaze and looked at the trees. Thinking of a possibility, Shen Zhi asked seriously: "Is someone playing tricks with these trees?"

Those tricks that science can't explain?

Gu Manman shook his head. Although this thing disturbs people's hearts, there is no explanation for the arrangement. It's just that the number is too much. If there is any trick, it is an aboveboard conspiracy.

It seems to be for greening, stabilizing soil and water, and providing shade in summer, but in fact it is.

"Perhaps this tree is too common here, so one thing has been overlooked. When spring comes, the poplar trees bloom and become poplar cotton, which floats in the air like snowflakes. In addition to the annoying fluttering, there is also a hidden danger. Among them. "That is, it will burn when exposed to fire.

combustion!

That's the data room over there.

If it burns in the fire, this will be a huge loss.

Shen Zhi's expression was serious, as if he was thinking of something.

Whatever he wants to do next, Gu Manman will not interfere.

It's just an occasional reminder to my man. Is it considered an assistant?

Too much interference is unnecessary.

Seeing that Shen Zhi was about to get busy, Gu Manman got into the holy land after informing him in advance.

The Holy Land is still the same, full of spiritual energy.

Gu Manman did not return to the previous house. Instead, he left the forest and went directly to the main city according to the address he heard in the cave last time.

The Holy Land was so big that even if she had enough aura to shrink to an inch, it still took her two hours to reach the main city, near Hanyang Mountain.

This is what Gu Wanwan mentioned repeatedly in the 'video'.

The Huanshan Pavilion on this mountain is the final destination.

There are two roads at the foot of the mountain, and some houses, large and small, near and far apart, are scattered everywhere.

From a standing position, the landscaping on both sides seems to be inconsistent and symmetrical.

She did not directly choose to take that path, but threw out two paper figures to explore the path.

Only one paper man returned.

"Then, let's take this paper man way back." Gu Manman didn't walk long. The picture in front of her was clear, and there were no longer forked roads behind her. It was as if she had followed a straight road halfway up from the foot of the mountain.

There are houses on the roadside and in the distance.

Gu Manman looked at these houses. They looked like cucumbers with green paint. The style was a bit earthy, but was the paint used reflective?
This is not the case in modern times where so many paints have been developed and most things are purely handmade.

"Why does the old house have to be painted? Is it to show something or to hide something." Gu Manman began to feel weird in his heart.

When passing these houses, Gu Manman was extra careful.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and Gu Manman arrived at Huanshan Pavilion smoothly.

No, she thought it was a pavilion.

How does it look like a small courtyard with a flower house of ancient people?

Gu Manman found a courtyard wall with trees, climbed the tree, climbed up the wall, and rolled in.

"It smells so good." It smells so good that it stinks.

Gu Manman carefully explored the courtyard, with paper figures testing every step he took. Suddenly, a well caught Gu Manman's attention.

Before she could lift a stone and throw it, a black air suddenly burst out from the well and disappeared again.

A stink spread and quickly dissipated.

No wonder, it smells good and smells bad.

The flowers and plants here are all strong-scented. Is it just to cover up this?

boom,

The black air burst out again, and after several cycles of this process, a large burst of black air suddenly shot up into the sky. Even standing ten meters away, one could feel the biting coldness.

The Huanshan Pavilion is right next to this well. At the top of the pavilion, there is a Bagua Mirror, with one side convex and one side concave. The connection is carefully designed, and it is almost impossible to tell that it is welded. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that it is a mirror. Concave and convex lenses.

Well, how should I put it, this thing is a bit like the combination of a magnifying glass lens and a Bagua mirror.