"Oh? Do you want to invite me to go?"

Miao Fangfei took the initiative to find it. Wei Yan's first reaction was that he scared Xu Chen to death. Just now Xu Chen in the corpse courtyard was too exaggerated when he saw him at a glance.

People.

"Yes, everyone is looking forward to your arrival."

Miao Fangfei considers, and smiled at restraint: "Cing C is hard along the way, everyone wants to take a photo with you."

If you want to ask the tour guide to go, there is also a trick. Because of the special identity of the tour guide, the hostel does not allow the tour guide to help the passengers too much. If Miao Fangfei said, please go to the past and deal with the grievances on the coffin.

Warning.

But if you want to take a photo with a tour guide, ask him to pass, then there is no problem. This is the experience summarized by veterans in the journey.

In the face of Bingjiu again, Miao Fangfei did not count because of the "fancy" of her "fancy" in the past. On the contrary, she was more cautious and respectful -Miao Fangfei was very smart, and it was a vague guess that Xu Chen was fainting.

Because you see the core of resentment, but because of B -9!

How powerful power is hidden in the end, how much mysteries can Xu Chen faint at a glance!

Thinking of this, Miao Fangfei was more pleasing, and she had a little worried in her heart. She was not sure that she really asked Bing 9 to pass, and Miao Fangfei even prepared for being rejected.

"OK."

Wei Yan agreed quickly, and then he pretended to be troubled. He looked at his tattered sleeves and dragged his voice: "Unfortunately, I am now a little bit."

I didn't expect to listen to him, Miao Fangfei doubted: "Isn't Lin Xi ... sorry, it's me passing."

Yes, it will be very happy to give him Lin Xi to Lin Xi. But Wei Yan does not want to take the danger of being fluttering by Lin Xi every time.

What should I do if I go to the ground!

His innocence!

"I see."

Looking at the corner of the lip of Cingjiu slightly, Miao Fangfei suddenly realized, and nodded solemnly: "You will be satisfied, please come with me first, we all wait for you to take a photo."

What do you understand?

Wei Yan was a little blank, and took Miao Fangfei to the main house. He just saw that the passengers stood together in two rows, like the welcome brother, and after seeing him, he brushed his breath.

Then, then

"Go, let's take a picture."

A small dwarf hanging on his chest was stubborn, and he dared not face Wei Yan. The little mouse was slippery to the house.

"Yu Hehui is right, let's take a picture in the house."

Shi Tao opened his eyes and said a nonsense: "After all, it is not the legacy ... the monuments, the shooting is more feeling."

As soon as Wei Yan entered the house, he understood that these people worked hard to ask him what to do. He could feel a cold resentment on the coffin in the house, but when he entered the house, those grievances were resentful, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, those grievances, and those grievances were resentful.

I ran away all the time.

Because Wei Yan was still holding Ping Ping's blame dagger in his pocket.

The resentment of the corpse group was afraid of Ping Ping's resentment, and it was like a cat.

Wei Yan was interested in, and planned to go back to study the dagger with grievances in the legend. The travelers here have quickly stood in two rows in the size, and they are clustered in the middle.

Business smile.

"Eggs, eggplant!"

There was a click, and the photo came out of the Polaroid. Yu Hehui took the photo with trembling hands and looked at it, and his expression immediately relaxed.

After Miao Fangfei repeatedly promised that she would make arrangements for Bingjiu immediately and send Bingjiu away with "effort", the passengers immediately gathered around Yu Hehui to look at the photos.

His Polaroid can take supernatural photos. At this moment, you can clearly see in the photo that the black resentment that originally covered the coffins has disappeared, and there is only a layer of faint, dark red resentment covering the eight coffins.

Miao Fangfei and others immediately went to look at the other four coffins. Sure enough, the corpses in the coffins showed their original shape. They were the corpses in the courtyard that had been soaked in rain and turned white!

Afraid of further changes, they did not touch the rotting corpses with their own hands, but carried the corpses out with the coffins. Miao Fangfei and Zhao Hongtu carefully turned over the corpses with the bamboo poles they found. Miao Fangfei, who was sharp-eyed, noticed that all the corpses were missing their middle fingers.

Is it a coincidence or...

"I didn't expect Bingjiu to be so strong."

Zhao Hongtu's voice was very low, and he clenched his fists unwillingly. Bingjiu just came to stand in a circle and drove away the resentment of the corpses. Not only that, he also left his own 'breath', so that the resentment of the corpses did not dare to come back.

near.

Is the gap between them really that big?

"He is our tour guide."

Miao Fangfei said calmly: "Let's go and get rid of the body."

"Team Miao, why did you invite Director C here?"

Over there, Wang Pengpeng came up to us and expressed his worries on behalf of everyone: "This is a major event that benefits our entire brigade, and we won't let you pay for it alone."

No one refuted Wang Pengpai's words. Obviously, after this cooperation, the feelings of everyone in the brigade have become slightly better.

"nothing."

Miao Fangfei also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "As you know, Bingjiu has mysophobia. He just wants someone to wash and sew his clothes."

She lowered her eyes, seeming a bit sad, pretending not to care: "Everyone, please continue, we have to finish work before nine o'clock. I will speed up, and I will go then, Hongtu, you stay here to protect everyone -

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"Captain Miao, I'll go."

Zhao Hongtu suddenly interrupted, turned his head and said coolly: "I'm almost done, you, you are stronger, stay here for safety."

At first, Zhao Hongtu was dissatisfied with Miao Fangfei, and her relationship with Bingjiu made Zhao Hongtu despise him. But after several times, Miao Fangfei's decisiveness and wisdom made Zhao Hongtu gradually change his view of her.

Whether it was Miao Fangfei who was the first to kneel down or whether she really invited Bingjiu over and solved the brigade's problems, she was worthy of the title of captain! Young people have a clear distinction between love and hate, and Zhao Hongtu felt that Miao Fangfei was a good captain.

She succumbed to Bingjiu, it must have been forced by Bingjiu!

What touched Zhao Hongtu the most was that he had misunderstood her so much before, but Captain Miao still recognized him. See, she specifically named him to stay and protect her, which was a sign of her trust in him.

A scholar dies for a confidant!

In this case, he is a man, how can he let Miao Fangfei go to Bingjiu's wolf den again!

Miao Fangfei gave in several times, but Zhao Hongtu was resolute and promised that he would never use any tricks and would definitely clean Bingjiu's clothes and sew them neatly - his family was poor and he had experience in sewing and mending.

Then the travelers stopped wasting time and quickly began to deal with the body in the coffin. They dotted it with cinnabar, wrapped it in Chenzhou talismans, and wrapped it in colorful cloth.

Zhao Hongtu and Miao Fangfei were the fastest to finish. They looked at each other. Zhao Hongtu nodded solemnly to Miao Fangfei, feeling quite sympathetic to each other. When he turned around and walked towards the rain curtain outside, Zhao Hongtu felt a bit tragic.

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold. When the strong men leave...that's not right.

Bingjiu clearly prefers men. He seems to be more dangerous than Miao Fangfei?

Zhao Hongtu turned around hesitantly and looked at Miao Fangfei. He saw that she was also guarding the door with a worried look on her face. Seeing Zhao Hongtu stop, Miao Fangfei was startled and was about to come to him without hesitation.

No! A word from a gentleman is like a whip to the horse!

Zhao Hongtu strengthened his belief again, raised his hand to stop Miao Fangfei, and walked quickly towards Bingjiu.

Finally, Zhao Hongtu was coaxed over.

Miao Fangfei breathed a sigh of relief, turned around with a smile, and met Hou Feihu's helpless gaze.

Zhao Hongtu couldn't understand her little trick, but Hou Feihu could. But he, who had the best relationship with Zhao Hongtu, didn't stop her.

Miao Fangfei felt that she should make it clear to him.

"Director Bing holds a grudge. Hongtu pointed an arrow at him before, but he will never forget it."

Miao Fangfei explained: "It is better to solve it now than to have problems on the road."

It's better to mend Bingjiu's clothes and wash them than to be killed quietly.

Furthermore, Miao Fangfei felt that Bingjiu looked down on Zhao Hongtu. In other words, since Lin Xi took the initiative to show her kindness and told her Bingjiu’s true appearance score, Miao Fangfei felt that everyone in the entire brigade was worthy of her.

Not as good as Bingjiu.

"Captain Miao, I know."

Hou Feihu whispered, with a helpless smile: "Xiao Tu's temperament needs to be tempered. It's too tough, and you have to be tempered during the journey."

He sighed, seeming a little disappointed. In this journey, no one will wait patiently for you to grow up. Zhao Hongtu will die sooner or later if he continues like this.

It was raining outside, and the sky was getting darker and darker. At eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was completely dark, as thick as broken ink. After Hou Feihu waited anxiously, Zhao Hongtu finally came back. Although the child's face did not look good, his whole body did not hurt.

What an injury.

A few people ate some of the energy bars and compressed biscuits they brought with them to replenish their energy, packed their bags, and then each stood in front of their own 'corpse' with solemn expressions.

"Senior, Fatty, let me take you back home. You have a lot. Please cooperate with me later. Please."

Miao Fangfei heard the fat man mumbling, and several other people were either talking to themselves or talking to the corpse, all of them acting like madmen.

Only in this way can I barely suppress the fear in my heart.

Late at night, walking on mountain roads, chasing corpses.
To be continued...