Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 211 This is another price

"corpse oil?"

Liu Ying frowned and looked at Sun Wenwen.

"That...Master, I'm sorry, because I haven't been in touch with this aspect, I was afraid that you were liars, so I bought a bag of corpse oil from the Internet, and wanted to try you..." Sun Wenwen smiled apologetically.

Liu Ying frowned, her expression was a bit ugly, but she also knew that in this day and age, few people believe in ghosts and gods, "Where is the bag of corpse oil? Where did you put it?"

Cheng Zhi pointed to the desk, and there was an oil lamp stand on the desk.

"Did you light it?" Liu Ying looked closer, and the room was ventilated, but if she got closer, she could still smell an unpleasant smell.

Cheng Zhi shook his head, "No, it was packed in a bag at the time, so I threw it on the table and fell asleep."

"Where is the bag?" Liu Ying asked.

"It's right there!" Cheng Zhi pointed casually, but when she saw the bag under Liu Ying's feet, her face turned pale. She had never opened the bag at all.

"It's better to believe it or not, and don't buy these things casually online in the future." Liu Ying casually threw the bag into the trash can, "Fortunately, what you buy is only butter, if it is really a dead body Oil, that's troublesome."

"Then this time..." Sun Wenwen is obviously still a little scared. After all, she has received higher education, and what she saw today is enough to break her inherent cognition of more than 20 years ago.

It took Yongqiang dozens of sheets of tissue paper to stop the nosebleed, and he hooked up the wig headgear that had fallen on the ground with a mahogany sword, "It's this one."

Sun Wenwen hugged Cheng Zhi tightly in fright, her voice trembling slightly, "Isn't this just an ordinary headgear?" Cheng Zhi has recently become bald and lost a lot of hair, so Sun Wenwen bought a fake headgear from the store. Time is getting expensive, plus various care packages, tens of thousands of dollars.

"This hair..." Yong Qiang glanced at Cheng Zhi, and said in a deep voice, "If I guess correctly, it should be cut from the head of a dead person."

"Dead man!!" Cheng Zhi's voice was a little high-pitched, thinking that she had been wearing this headgear for so many days, Cheng Zhi couldn't help retching, and his little face turned pale.

Sun Wenwen's expression was not very good either, after all, she was the one who gave this headgear to Cheng Zhi.

"Then master, that... thing shouldn't come back, right?" Sun Wenwen couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

Liu Ying made a 'hmm' sound, "But just in case, you stick the talisman on the head of the bed. If there is nothing wrong with each other for seven days, there should be no big problem."

Yong Qiang chuckled, and took out a stack of talisman seals from his bag. The energy on them was obviously not enough. Although these are not very useful to the female ghost, simple prevention is still possible.

"A piece of 100 yuan, no one cheats."

Sun Wenwen: ...

"Isn't everything discussed online?" Sun Wenwen was not short of those hundreds of dollars, but when she took them out suddenly, she always felt like buying and selling by force.

Yongqiang shook it, and said 'oh', "This is another price."

Sun Wenwen: ...

Cheng Zhi: ...

Thinking of the scene she saw just now, Sun Wenwen gritted her teeth, "I'll take as much as you have here." Not short of money.

After happily accepting the two sums of money, Yongqiang and Liu Ying bid farewell.

"This thing..." Yong Qiang lifted the wig in his hand.

"Master, please help me deal with it."

Sun Wenwen subconsciously took a few steps back.

(End of this chapter)