Fu Ze's breathing gradually became difficult, and his brain became groggy. He didn't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or lack of oxygen. A woman's cry came to his ears.

Am I dead?

Fu Ze thought to himself, who is crying?

Gu Sheng?

No, it's not her. She wants to cut herself into pieces tonight. How could she cry for herself?

No, there is also the sound of a man crying.

He shouted with difficulty: "Who is it...?"

As the coffin lid was pushed open, he breathed in the air greedily, barely opening his eyes a crack, looking at the person staring at him, and his heart trembled.

"Yeah, he's still alive."

There was no emotion in Fengyi's tone, making Fu Ze wonder whether she was happy or disappointed.

Fu Ze didn't know why, but he had the urge to cry. He was pulled back from the boundless darkness and despair, and fished out of drowning.

Although he hated her, loathed her, and she was the culprit of all this, but at the moment when he came back to life, he unexpectedly did not hate her.

Fu Ze felt that he was crazy.

He would rather die than sink into the darkness of the coffin again. He showed a fragile look and begged: "Gu Sheng, you... you don't care whether you kill me or torture me, don't put me here...

"

Fengyi looked down at him slightly, poured the disinfectant in her hand directly onto his wound, heard him scream, and tied the wound with a bandage expressionlessly.

Although the wrapping was ugly, it was easy to apply medicine.

How could I let myself be charged with murder?"

Fengyi gently wiped her hands clean with a towel and looked at Lin Jingyu, who was wearing a white skirt and burning paper.

"Have you not eaten? Do you want me to teach you when you are mourning?"

When she looked over at her, Lin Jingyu trembled, even the hand holding the pliers trembled, and she began to cry.

"Uncle, you died so miserably, I will definitely do it for you..."

Fengyi said "Huh?", and she immediately gave her words, saying without tears: "You can go in peace, don't miss us, I will definitely remember you in the future."

Lin Jingyu was a bit garbled in words, her head was buzzing, and she had no idea what she was talking about.

All she knew was that Feng Yi made her cry in mourning.

In order not to irritate Fengyi, she didn't even dare to mention Fu Ze's name, so she could only pick up the title she called her many years ago.

Fu Zhe wanted to faint directly, but he was strangely sober.

He is still alive, but lying in the coffin, watching others burning paper and mourning for him, this feeling is so weird and weird.

An ethereal and resentful song sounded, and Fu Zhe's face went numb.

Here it comes, here it comes again.

She started singing again.

Help!!!

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he really saw a road, and the black and white impermanence stared at him, inviting him to go on the road.

Such a weird mourning hall layout, coupled with such weird singing, the bodyguards who were attracted by the screams were so frightened that they ran away when they saw this scene.

They have already experienced it. When they hear the singing, they quickly take two pills and go to sleep, otherwise they should see a psychiatrist later.

I almost forgot, Miss Gu seems to work part-time as a psychiatrist, but who dares to seek medical treatment from her?

Qi Hua originally took medicine and went to bed early. After being woken up, he smoked a few cigarettes in the room irritably before going out to check the situation.

As soon as he heard the singing, he didn't want to come out, but the scream that Fu Zhe made while bandaging was really terrifying, so he came over with no expression on his face.

When I saw the mourning hall and Lin Jingyu, who was crying next to her, she was confused.

Damn it, who died?

He strode over and looked around: "Where is Fourth Master?"

"In the coffin."

A faint female voice sounded from behind him. His body froze, and when he turned around, the ghostly face frightened him into letting out a miserable cry: "There's a ghost!"

After Fengyi pinned him down, she stood up, straightened her hair, and said angrily: "Why are you getting less and less courageous?"

Qi Hua's mouth twitched: "Is there a possibility that your dress is too scary, like a ghost?"

Fengyi put on lipstick and smiled: "Are ghosts as scary as me?"

Qi Hua suddenly couldn't find the words to refute. The ghost was really not as scary as the woman in front of him.

Is this makeup possible for humans?

The face was so pale that I didn't know how many layers of powder it had been applied on, and there were two big, round blush circles on both sides of the cheeks. The mouth looked like it was sucking blood, it was ridiculously red.

Since suffering from depression, his mental state has gone up and down. When he met a woman with disheveled hair and a white skirt dressed like this in the mourning hall, he was also frightened.

Except when facing Fu Ze, Qi Hua never spoke much when facing others. No matter how depressed he was, he would not blatantly complain about Fengyi's makeup.

"Fourth Master."

He walked over and looked at Fu Zhe, who was pale in the coffin, and wanted to get him out.

Fu Ze shook his head: "No need, I'm going out, we will all be in trouble."

"Azawa, you really understand me so well, and I'm so touched that I can only agree with you."

The woman was so moved that she screamed twice and stretched out her head to look at him. Fu Ze was so frightened that his eyes closed and he fainted again.

Qi Hua: "..."

"Fourth Master has been very fragile recently. You scared him."

In the past, their fourth master was as cold as ice, evil and evil, and he had everything under control. He was not in good health, but since meeting this woman, he has been in the hospital every few days, and his mentality has become more and more fragile.

"If you star in a ghost movie, you will definitely become a big hit."

Fengyi: "...I am also very popular now, and I am also a part-time expert."

Qi Hua was silent.

It makes so much sense but I can't find the words to refute it.

"The fourth master was just out of anger and never thought about actually touching your things. After you left, his mood has been unstable and he hasn't eaten well every day."

Fengyi blinked and looked at him with a strange expression.

Qi Hua felt uncomfortable when being looked at by Fengyi, as if there were ants crawling on her.

Fengyi smiled sweetly: "I just discovered that your profile looks a bit like my Bai Yueguang. Especially when you talk, it makes me wonder if he is appearing in front of me."

Qi Hua's heart thumped, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the person in the coffin.

He remembered that the fourth master was Bai Yueguang who looked like her.ωωw..net

As a result, we ended up like this.

Fengyi shouted delicately: "Aqi, do you like it when I call you this?"

Qi Hua was silent for two seconds. His tone was so sweet that it almost made people lose their teeth.

He said expressionlessly: "I do think Fourth Master made a mistake in taking your song. Let him lie in the coffin for a while while I burn some paper money."

He didn't want to see Feng Yi's face, lest he would have nightmares at night, so he walked aside and followed Lin Jingyu to burn paper.

Lin Jingyu, who originally thought there was a big battle, looked confused and shouted crazily in her heart: "Pack her up and send her to the police station."

She knew that the song belonged to Fengyi, but she didn't expect that the other party would be so crazy. This song is very good. Don't let me see it next time.

If she knew that the other party was so scary and didn't play by the rules, no matter how much she liked him, she would definitely not make a move.

Qi Hua seemed to have understood her thoughts and replied with a look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!