Chapter 1485 Is it strange that I am a living person...【Third update】

After Zheng Lanyin heard this, she couldn't help complaining in her heart: What kind of family scandal is this, it's already a weird scandal, okay?
Just what is wrong with 1103?
Wuweizi is now in charge of communicating with Zhang's siblings, Zheng Lanyin listens silently, unable to communicate with psychopaths.

As the night got deeper and deeper, Zheng Lanyin was already dozing off, but the environment they were in was not safe, so they could only hold on.

However, Wuweizi was already snoring at this time!

When Zheng Lanyin heard it, she almost wanted to punch him awake, but in the end she endured it. Maybe they could use this as a cover-up and let the Zhang family siblings relax their guard against them.

As the minutes passed, Zheng Lanyin dozed off incessantly, lowering her head a little and woke herself up with fright, and the situation repeated itself.

It wasn't until three or four o'clock in the morning that there was finally movement in the room.

A strong gust of cold air invaded, stinging from the cold, Wu Weizi woke up from the cold, shivering, rubbing his arms back and forth, trying to give himself a little warmth.

"What's going on, so dark...?"

"There is something wrong in the room, shhh..."

Zheng Lanyin could vaguely hear the painful humming coming from the room...

"It hurts...my stomach..."

Wu Weizi immediately became quiet when he heard the sound, because it was late at night, and nearby voices were relatively clear.

As soon as I heard it clearly, I saw Miss Zhang hurried to the living room and asked the master and apprentice to come in and show the "husband".

After the master and apprentice walked into the room again with Ms. Zhang, the plastic male model turned out to be a living person—was it fake? !
When I saw it earlier, it was still a plastic man... Could it be that they saw it wrong when they came in just now?

Ms. Zhang's husband was sweating profusely from the pain at this time, and the bean-sized sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead and wet the pillow. Under the warm light, he saw that the pillow was stained with a lot of wetness.

Ms. Zhang was so anxious that she was at a loss. At this moment, she finally looked like a normal person. Maybe it was not normal for the two of them, the master and the apprentice, and they couldn't tell what was going on right now.

What is true and what is false, they are now confused and unclear.

Wu Weizi heard Ms. Zhang urging him to go over and show her husband what was going on. When he covered the quilt, he was wearing pajamas on his body. He motioned Ms. Zhang to open his shirt for her husband to see the operation. position, but the result was completely different from the plastic man they saw when they came.

It was indeed a sutured wound of a living person who had just undergone surgery, and the sutures on it had been folded, leaving only a small row of fresh flesh traces of the centipede's feet.

After taking a deep breath, Wu Weizi tried to reach out and gently touched the man's scar, it was warm... This is strange.

But why did they see plastic male models when they first arrived?
The air in the room was very dark, Zheng Lanyin saw that Miss Zhang and her husband didn't look like ghosts, but strangely, that Mr. Zhang disappeared, maybe he went to sleep?
But going to bed at this time feels very inconsistent.

Seeing Master touching Ms. Zhang's husband, Zheng Lanyin walked over a little bit, leaned close to his ear and asked, "Master, how is it?"

"It's a living person, isn't it strange..."

"Um……"

The master and apprentice are not clear about the situation now, and they are very passive about what to do next. Ms. Zhang tells them to do whatever they want.

But for some reason, they spent a long time in the room, and the time still seemed to be almost four o'clock in the morning. Maybe they couldn't wait for dawn...

(End of this chapter)

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