Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang sat in the pavilion, looking at the rows of jars, and said in a low voice: "The human heart is indeed more terrifying than ghosts."

"Well, after being exposed to these things for a long time, I realized that humans are actually scarier to ghosts and monsters than they are to monsters and monsters."

"Su Chen, how long will it take to deal with things here? Otherwise, you can take care of it slowly here. I should go back to the company. I still have things to deal with over there."

"Okay, when my wife is free, we should go for a physical examination. This time it has been delayed for a month or two."

"Well, wait until I'm done with this busy period."

Qin Wushuang left the Wen family, and Su Chen stayed to continue dealing with things. The feng shui of the Wen family was very strange, so since he was here, he might as well deal with everything before leaving.

Wen Sheng looked at the rows of black jars, closed his eyes, and felt a sinking heart. He had always thought it was an external problem, but he didn't expect that the inside was rotten.

They went to another hill to choose a location that day, and everyone started busying themselves with building a cemetery. Su Chen collected the bones one by one, and used wooden dolls to collect the souls and nourish them bit by bit.

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On the other side was Wen Yanli who was being taken away. His soul was tightly bound and unable to move, and he kept roaring and cursing.

Wuyou listened to the powerful ghost voice and curled his lips in disdain: "Tsk, he's been dead for so many years, his bones are rotten, but he's still as arrogant and domineering as ever."

"Hey, do you still remember my Master?"

"I don't remember. She was just a plaything. What's there for me to remember? I've slept with so many women, at least thousands if not hundreds. Who knows who your master is?"

Upon hearing this, Wuyou's face darkened. He pinched his fingers together and threw out bolts of lightning. Listening to the screams from within the box, he nodded in satisfaction, "That's right. Evildoers have no right to be arrogant."

"It's okay if you can't remember. Just give me a few more electric shocks every day. You'll remember it one day. Trash like you shouldn't be alive in the first place."

"Oh no, you were dead."

With a ding-dong sound, Wuyou took out his cell phone and took a look. His eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the jar in the photo, and then he looked at the message sent by Grandpa Wen and was a little dumbfounded.

He glanced down at the box and clicked his tongue: "No, I thought you were cruel enough to my master, but I didn't expect you to be even more cruel to your clansmen. Torturing your Wen family's children to death is really..."

"No wonder your soul hasn't dissipated for so long. It turns out that you rely on absorbing the blood of your descendants. It's a pity that ever since my master cursed your Wen family."

"Your Wen family's bloodline has drastically decreased, to less than one percent of what it was before. This is probably why you haven't been able to possess another body. You're truly cruel."

Wuyou complained in his heart, how could the master like such a vicious thing? Must his eyesight be very poor? This person is simply trash.

What does it matter that this guy has a good-looking appearance? His heart is so black and rotten. In order to take revenge on such a person, the master sacrificed his own life.

No, it's not worth it to die in such a tragic way. If my master knew this person's true face, he would probably vomit blood.

Wuyou approached the box and said sinisterly, "Just wait. When you get to my base, I'll let you experience the eighteen levels of hell."

"Don't even think about leaving in this life. I will do this until your soul is scattered. A vicious thing like you is even more terrifying than an evil cultivator. You must not be allowed to reincarnate and harm others."

Wen Yanli's defenses were immediately broken, and he yelled, "Damn it, damn it woman, if you don't let me out, wait for me. When I get out, I will tear you to pieces."

"Tsk tsk, come out if you can, you idiot."

Along the way, one man and one soul kept cursing.

I don’t know how long it took to arrive at the place. After Wuyou entered the valley, he immediately left. The others reached out to say hello, but the figure disappeared.

"Huh? Where did Senior Sister go? She came back in a hurry and I didn't even have the chance to say a word."