The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 285 Stinky

The next day, Lan Wang came out of the room with a very bad complexion, his forehead was still red, he touched his head, and secretly sighed whether he was too tired last night, and fell asleep accidentally knocking his head until he was still alive Even after waking up, the sheets were wet a lot, which made him feel extremely bad.

Is it really that you are too dissatisfied recently?

Even this kind of situation that only young people have happened to him, an old man who has been in love for a long time?

Feeling his body being hollowed out, Lan Wang didn't notice the fault in his memory last night, and he also forgot a memory.

Sitting at the dining table, Lan Wang looked at the masters, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm really sorry, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, it's late today, Uncle Liu, let's serve breakfast to everyone!"

After receiving the order, Uncle Liu walked into the kitchen and started serving breakfast.

And Lan Wang rubbed his temples, looked at Ling Kong who was sitting upright, and a strange thought flashed in his mind, it seemed... his desire for her had dropped a bit?Faintly, there is still a trace of fear...

As for Ling Kong, feeling his gaze, he turned his head slowly, and looked at Lan Wang expressionlessly. The latter paused, and shifted his gaze guiltily.

The old lady Bai noticed this little detail, snorted, and looked at Lingkong with dim eyes. She, a puppet, is still obedient.

After breakfast, Master Huang spoke first, and said, "Last night, I heard the movement, and went out to check it out, and guessed something miraculous."

Hearing what Master Huang said, Lan Wang put away his strange thoughts and asked quickly, "Master Huang, what did you guess?"

Master Huang saw that the old lady Bai didn't seem to have any intention of speaking, so he started to talk, "This is very interesting. I heard the sound of singing and walking, which should be what you said to be haunted, but the interesting part is also here. I set up some small things around the house, and there was such a big movement last night, but my little things didn't respond at all."

Lan Wang didn't understand for a while, he chased after him and asked, "What does this mean?"

The old lady Bai snorted heavily, and said, "Is there anything I don't understand! It's just that there are no ghosts!"

Lan Wang was puzzled, "This, this is impossible... If there are no ghosts, then those voices are..."

The old lady Bai raised her eyes, gave him a thankful look, and said, "It's not a ghost, so what else can it be? It's a human! People are not ancient, and they pretend to be ghosts."

Lan Wang was stunned for a moment and didn't respond for a long time, but Uncle Liu, who was standing behind him, accidentally shook his hand holding the teapot, Ling Kong, who was closest to him, tilted his head and looked at him.

Seeing such a pair of stagnant eyes, Uncle Liu panicked for a moment, and the teapot in his hand almost overflowed.

At this moment, the fat aunt who had been silent all this time also spoke, and said, "I don't think so. In Southeast Asia, there is a particularly powerful technique called head-dropping. It is said that the whole head can fly out of the body to seek financial harm." Fate, maybe even more powerful ones can also make the whole body fly, come and go without a trace."

Master Huang pondered for a moment, and said, "Then why didn't my things respond at all? This head lowering technique sounds like an evil spirit. As long as there is any evil spirit leaking out, I will know."

Fat Auntie waved her hand and said, "I don't know much about the secret arts in Southeast Asia, but there might be something that can evade our spells."

Fat Auntie's words are not unreasonable. If it is really the magic of Southeast Asia, it is really hard to say whether their local Taoism is effective. Even if Master Huang is very confident in his ability, he dare not raise his hand to guarantee it at this moment.

It was Lan Wang who had a headache, but he would rather believe that there really were ghosts and ghosts, because if it was man-made, it would be even more terrifying, and such a thing can only be done with any kind of grudge.

Just when everyone was silent and began to rethink, Ling Kong suddenly opened his mouth and burst out a word.

"Smelly."

Swish, swish, swish—all eyes were on Ling Kong.

Lan Wang said first, "What did you say? What stinks."

Ling Kong tilted her head unresponsively, and continued to repeat the word, "stinky", but her numb eyes slowly fell on the fat aunt.

Everyone followed Ling Kong's gaze to look at Fat Aunt, and the latter's expression became extremely unnatural.

It was only then that the old lady Bai remembered that in order to make this puppet more useful, she deliberately strengthened certain functions of the corpse, such as vision, hearing, and... smell.

The stench she could smell was something ordinary people couldn't smell.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Fat Auntie became embarrassed for a while, and the expression she had just now became unnatural, and she quickly said to Ling Kong: "You child, what stinks? Fat Aunt, I take a bath every day of!"

Ling Kong frowned, his nostrils moved slightly, and he still emphasized one word: "Smelly."

That posture really looks like the fat aunt has a bad smell on her body.

Gradually, the old lady Bai realized that something was wrong. Lingkong would not say this word for no reason. Thinking of her powerful five senses, she gradually became suspicious. Since she said it stinks, then the fat aunt must have some kind of smell of.

Even Master Huang looked at Fat Aunt suspiciously, and then seemed to remember something, and said, "By the way, I never knew where you came from? Which sect?"

Aunt Fat pretended to be calm, "Heroes don't ask where they come from, not to mention that I'm just a commoner. I've only mastered the things handed down by my ancestors, and I don't have any sects."

This excuse is either true or false, it is difficult to distinguish, but it is obvious that Master Huang is inclined to not believe it.

How can there be so many anonymous masters in this world, who come out at every turn and have no inheritance? He doubts even the old lady Bai, let alone this fat aunt. The more he thinks about Master Huang, the more frightened he is. Didn't you notice such an inconspicuous figure at first?

just like……

Auntie Fat deliberately made people ignore her, but she jumped out at a critical moment and shifted the focus of everyone's attention.

The fat aunt saw that their eyesight was getting worse and worse, and she couldn't hold back anymore. She pretended to be angry and said, "What are you all doing? Are you still polite? I don't mind if you say I stink. You just like this." Look at me? Okay, okay, I don’t need my fat aunt anymore in this place, you can solve it yourself, can’t I go?”

As she spoke, she immediately stood up, her plump body was quite flexible, but her movements were a bit slow, as if she was deliberately waiting for someone to keep her, and sure enough——

Lan looked up to smooth things over, and said, "Master! Don't be angry, this is a misunderstanding!"

The fat aunt was satisfied and gained face, but she still put on airs and said: "What misunderstanding? I don't think there is a misunderstanding! You masters, do you believe in such a thing that is not human, ghost or ghost? How can I stink! Where do you smell the stink!"

(End of this chapter)