Yang Wenyu stood to the side and didn't notice much.
He also thought the box was quite beautiful, and when he was about to reach out and take it to take a closer look, Chen Jing gave a kind reminder to prevent the child from being unable to sleep after touching it.
"Don't look at it, it's an urn!"
As soon as these words came out.
"Fuck!"
Yang Wenyu exclaimed again, jumped three feet high, and quickly distanced himself from Chen Lin.
Chen Lin respectfully held the urn in front of him, his legs trembling a little. At this time, Yang Wenyu also noticed that the urn was close to Chen Lin's side, with a black and white photo stuck in the center.
The photo was very blurry, and you could vaguely see an old woman with a kind smile, but it made him feel cold.
Yang Wenyu looked horrified, "This...this...there are people living in here!"
After saying this, Chen Lin's legs became even weaker, and the hand holding the urn kept shaking.
Chen Jing couldn't stand it anymore and was worried that this kid would really break down someone's house.
"Are you stupid? Can't you just put things on the ground?"
When Chen Jing reminded him, Chen Lin also reacted.
He was too nervous just now and didn't even think of such a simple method for a while.
Chen Lin carefully placed the box on the ground, mumbling to himself as he placed it back.
"You, sir, have a lot. Don't be like this kid. It's not the kid who disturbed you, it's your cousin who disturbed you. You need to find your cousin. My cousin lives..."
Chen Jing: "..."
He really wanted to beat this unfortunate kid Chen Lin to death.
After Chen Lin bowed respectfully three more times, he cautiously stepped back and wanted to leave this place.
As soon as he retreated, Yang Wenyu, who was standing not far behind him, retreated as if he had seen the god of plague.
The barrage exploded again. I just caught a fake human head. Just now, I caught a real urn again. Is there a ghost in this live broadcast room?
[Shit! Take the camera away, Mr. Jing, take the camera away!]
[It’s broken, Mr. Jing, you have fished out all the houses for me, and now all I have left is the foundation in the river. I’m afraid they will have to live in your house tonight!]
[Hiss... I originally believed in science, but Master Jing, I don’t have confidence in your fishing these days.]
[This live broadcast room is getting more and more scary, corpses-dead fish’s mouth-fake heads-urns-...]
[Come, tell me, we must believe in science... Bah! Theology!]
[Damn it, run away, Mr. Jing, really, if you listen to my brother’s advice, you won’t be able to escape if you don’t run. 】
[Master Jing, my grandfather just gave me a dream, saying that the King of Hell sent Black and White Wuchang to seduce you and tell you to run away quickly. His old man is down below and wants to hear about the fish you caught. 】
The comments were quite normal at first, but seeing Chen Jing’s unmoved look, and after watching for a long time, the water friends in the live broadcast room found that this urn seemed to be just that, and even thought that this urn was quite good.
It’s beautiful and quite artistic.
The style of barrage is also gradually getting weird.
[This box is quite nice. I can buy it somewhere. I’m going to get one for my grandpa. I’ll take this as a gift for his 80th birthday in a few days. 】
[2333, the filial son and grandson upstairs, let me send you a link. The store is holding an event. The second one is half price. By the way, I can get one for your grandma. 】
[Congratulations to Mr. Jing for hitting another corpse, achieving an achievement and killing three corpses! 】
[The God killed three corpses and left it here to read ancient novels. According to what you say, the next step is for Mr. Jing to become a corpse-catching saint, create a corpse-catching god, punch Laojun Tianzun, and kick the two sages of the West.
Hold Nuwa on the left, Hou Tu on the right, wait for three nights to sleep, Daji warms the bed, Chang'e washes feet, Queen Mother feeds...]
[You upstairs understand ancient novels.]
[The lights in the bookstore in front of the door are dry because there are no books from Mr. Wang.]
[When you say this, it seems that you have a clue. I have already thought of the title of the book, and it is called "Ancient Wilderness: I just caught a fish, how did I become a saint!"]
[Fart, who told you this is about killing three corpses? This is clearly three corpses gathering at the top, and the next step is for five corpses to come to Yuan Dynasty. Come on, Mr. Jing, there are still two corpses waiting for you to catch in the river.]
[What you all said is too mysterious. Let’s be realistic. This is clearly the script of a martial arts novel.]
[Martial arts novels, dogs don’t even read them!]
[Brother upstairs, I have some colorful martial arts novels, do you want them? 】
[Brother, I won’t feel sleepy if you talk about this. 】
[Brother, I have a friend who wants to see it, 723****68@]
Looking at the barrage of these lively water friends, Chen Jing didn't know what to say.
Chen Jing lowered his head and looked at the urn on the ground, feeling helpless.
What kind of thing is this?
How to deal with this thing?
Buried on the spot?
There seemed to be something wrong. After thinking about it, Chen Jing decided to finish fishing and deliver it to Officer Wu later, so that Officer Wu could help the lost old man find his family.
This seems to be the business of the police department as well.
The more Chen Jing thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. Although this old man was a bit special, he was still an old man.
"elder brother!"
Hearing Chen Lin's shout, Chen Jing turned around and saw this guy standing dozens of meters away from him.
"how?"
Chen Lin apologized and said, "Brother, I believe it. I really believe it. I really believe there are ghosts in this world. Let's go. Don't fish here. This place is unlucky."
Yang Wenyu nodded repeatedly at the side.
Got it.
Well, now, it failed to make these two guys believe in science, but it made them believe in metaphysics even more. What kind of thing is this?
"We have to believe in science, science!" Chen Jing was a little angry, "It's not theology, those things just happened just by chance, we have to believe..."
This time Chen Lin did not interrupt, because when he said this, Chen Jing looked back and saw that the float was not dark, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough.
If you believe in science, what happened just now is just a coincidence, it is so mysterious.
Chen Jing stared at the float and said the last two words.
"science!"
Chen Lin was a little speechless.
His cousin now told him that he should believe in science. In the afternoon, he didn't know who told him that there were so many relatives down there that they would never die of hunger even if they were old.
It’s simply a double standard!
very good.
This time the float was indeed not dark.
After Chen Jing waited for a few more seconds and saw that there was no black posture, he turned around. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw that Chen Lin's eyes widened. He did not speak, but pointed at Chen Jing.
direction.
No way!?
Chen Jing's heart skipped a beat and he slowly turned his head away.
"Fuck!"
Chen Jing was shocked, "Are you going against me?"
He saw that the float that was still floating on the water suddenly turned black when he turned his head.
Good guy!
You're such a pretty person, you still look at people's food, and you only pick soft persimmons like Chen Lin, right?
Chen Jing stretched out his hand to hold the fishing rod. He was still doing nothing, but Chen Lin over there started shouting.
"Brother, don't pull it, don't pull it. I beg you, old man, to accept your magical powers. Can you stop pulling it? I believe in science, I really believe in science."
There was a hint of crying in his voice.
"As long as you don't pull the pole, I will go back and change your name. From now on, I will be called Chen Keke!"
When Chen Jing heard this, his hand holding the fishing rod did not move for a while.
[Holy shit! There must be something in this river, right? 】
[This shit is getting dirty again. There must be something unclean at the bottom of the river to hang things on the hook. The first time it was the body, the second time it was the house. Could it be the soul this time?
Come up here!】
[Master Jing, hurry up and run away with the bucket! 】
[What time has it been? I’m still thinking about carrying the bucket. Don’t think about anything else. Listen to Mr. Lin’s advice and run away.]
[Five corpses are facing Yuan Dynasty, the fourth corpse has arrived, Master Jing, if you don’t run away, you will become the fifth corpse!]
[Master Jing, it’s just for fishing, there’s no need to risk your life. 】
The barrage is also going crazy right now.
One thing to say.
Even Chen Jing felt that what happened today was a bit strange.
Can you actually connect the rod yourself?
Is it possible that my luck is really coming back? If you look at it this way, it will be a matter of time before you catch a live fish today. Although the things caught by the first three rods are a bit strange, the last one will not be enough.
So weird!
According to the probability, this last rod must be more or less a live fish.
Even if you take ten thousand steps back.
It's really like what Chen Lin said, what happened today is a bit evil, and what was caught on the last rod was not a good thing either.
He, Chen Jing, still had to pull him over.
Chen Jing has such a character that he won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. He wants to see what he caught with his last rod.
Even if it is exactly what the barrage said, it is another corpse.
Then Chen Jing is not at a loss this time. At least he can give this body a place to be buried and prevent it from being buried in the belly of a fish. It can be regarded as a great merit and a good deed.
Chen Jing couldn't help but look forward to it.
He glanced at Chen Lin and the two of them. The two of them looked like they were obviously frightened.
Right.
My cousin is not very courageous to begin with, and Yang Wenyu is even more of a kid. If something like this happened, it would be good if they didn't just abandon him and Chen Jing ran away. These two guys are still waiting for him in the distance.
, which shows that in the hearts of these two people, he, Chen Jing, still has quite a status.
This little brother has no leucorrhea!
Chen Jing waved towards the two of them and said a rare word of comfort.
"Don't worry, it's okay. Just stand far away. I'll catch this rod and leave!"
Live fish or dead body?
Will be revealed soon! This chapter has been completed!