Ghost husband and domineering: waiting for you to be reincarnated

Chapter 394 Unreliable
Back in Bai Village, the Yin Gathering Formation we found was actually an artificially created place that could easily arouse ghosts and turn them into resentful ghosts.

And this Anhe community, could it be such a place?

"Tsk, making trouble again and again?" Old man Zhou smacked his lips, seemingly in deep thought.

It took a long time for him to meditate.It was so long that I began to wonder if the old guy had fallen asleep.

Helpless, his hair was really long and messy, and when I lowered my head in thought, it all fell in front of me, and I couldn't see his face clearly at all.

And he sat motionless, even Mr. Yin had already walked to my side and began to draw amulets, and Mr. Zhou still didn't move at all.

I couldn't help staring at him curiously, and I didn't even bother to look at the symbols that I was usually interested in.

"Huh~"

I don't know how long I just watched it like this, probably after Mr. Yin drew the second talisman paper.Sure enough, there was a snoring sound from the chair!

Even though I kept telling myself to be calm and not to be so irritable, I almost couldn't hold back and jumped up.

He actually fell asleep!
While talking about business, he actually fell asleep!
Not only can I fall asleep on the chair in this position, but I can even snore!You know, he sat up straight just now, so even though he lowered his head now, his whole back was straight and straight, and he didn't lean on anything at all.

How can a normal person sleep like this?
That's unless he was too sleepy, or he was used to it because he could sleep anywhere like this.

And judging from his mental state when he entered the door, he certainly wasn't sleepy.Therefore, this old guy is not only dirty and sloppy, but also has a somewhat wretched temperament, and may even be a person who sleeps and slackens when he finds a chance.

No matter how much I believe in Mr. Yin, I have to start to wonder if this old man has any skills.

I looked at Mr. Yin suspiciously, but he seemed to know that I would have such a reaction, he just put his index finger on his mouth, signaling me not to ask.

Don't ask...but I'm very generous!
I looked at Mr. Yin resentfully, and said to myself that it's fine if you introduce me a master, but I can't find someone who is more reliable.

Even if it doesn't look reliable, it can't be the kind that just looks at it and wants to rush up and beat it, right?

"Huh~"

As if to confirm my conjecture, the snoring sound became louder.

In order to vent my dissatisfaction, I could only grind the cinnabar in my hand hard.

This cinnabar is for Mr. Yin to draw talismans, and it is not the kind of ground cinnabar powder bought from outside, because it is difficult to identify whether impurities have been added to the cinnabar powder that has been ground.The cinnabar that Mr. Yin gave was actually some small stones.

Grinding the stone-like cinnabar until it can be used to draw symbols is a time-consuming and laborious task.For Mr. Yin, the ones he used should have been polished before.

As for the cinnabar in my hand, it lasted for more than three hours after grinding.

When Mr. Yin said it was okay, I almost doubted that my hands were not hands anymore.

And during this process, there was that annoying sound of old man Zhou dozing off, which kept stimulating my nerves.I don't know where he got the ability to sleep alone, but in the end he slept like a group of people snoring.The continuous snoring sound was really lively, as if there were many people competing.

After I finished grinding the cinnabar, I sat aside and rubbed my sore wrist to rest.

At this moment, old man Zhou trembled and jumped up from his chair suddenly.

I was so startled by him that I almost slipped under the stool.After holding on to the armrest and sitting firmly, he finally couldn't help but said viciously, "You sleep when you sleep, why are you still jumping up?"

I bet my tone was absolutely nasty, and my expression was anything but friendly.But old man Zhou turned his head and looked at me in a very "friendly" way... Bah!Wretched!
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't know." When he said this, he might think he was doting, but in fact...it was very wretched!

But before I could reply, old man Zhou had already turned his head and said to old man Yin, "I can do this job."

Forehead?
I choked on his words for a moment.

Is this old man so unreliable?Looking at his conversation with Mr. Yin before, he knew that he should not be fully sure about this matter, but he just slept here and got up and said that he can take this business?

Shouldn't you be sleepy? !
I rubbed my eyes, unable to believe what was happening before my eyes.

But what surprised me was that Mr. Yin didn't think Mr. Zhou's words were unreliable at all, and he let out a long sigh of relief when he said that it could be resolved.

"That's good," he said.

I curled my lips, "Is it possible..."

It's not that I don't trust these two old men, but that old man Zhou's words and deeds are really hard to believe.

"Of course I say yes." Old man Zhou turned around and slapped me on the head.

I almost screamed at the thought of how dirty his hands were.Although it was not very polite, he couldn't help but ran to the side with a few steps, and then patted his head vigorously, as if he wanted to pat off all the dust on it.

Old man Zhou saw it, but he laughed loudly, "You girl, my hands are not dirty."

I immediately rolled my eyes, your hands are not dirty, who else has dirty hands?But I didn't say this, because I actually noticed that when he was about to shoot me just now, I had already reacted and wanted to hide.But his hand seemed to be very slow, but no matter how hard I tried to avoid it, it still hit my head accurately.

It even made me feel that I didn't escape at all.

This move is definitely not easy.

So, in order to avoid being slapped by him again, I decided to hold back the breath.

"I said, I've been here for so long, and I've taken over the work, so you don't even care about the meal?" Old man Zhou saw that I was silent, smiled, and said to Mr. Yin.

These words are very impolite. Even a person as calm as Mr. Yin couldn't help but roll his eyes, put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, and said, "I know you're coming, can you just ignore the meal? You can care about the meal?" Eat up my house."

...Unexpectedly, Mr. Yin would be in the mood to joke at this time...I'm really surprised.

But Mr. Yin said it seriously, and he immediately rang the bell on the desk.After Lili walked in, she told her that dinner was ready.

(End of this chapter)