I Am the Corpse Master

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Meditate and meditate, the top priority is to transfer the corpse poison in the body.

After entering the room, Jiang Lin sat cross-legged on the mat and continued to transfer the strong corpse poison in his body.

“Jingjing, there are only so many lotus seeds left.”

Jia Le placed Daoist Qianhe in another room, and then he went to the herbal medicine room to pick all the lotus pods, and there were only a few plants left.

“Help me cut it.”

“no problem.”

Jia Le sat opposite Wu Guanshi and began to peel the lotus seeds.

Wu Guanshi’s body trembled a little, and then involuntarily shook a few times.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?”

Hearing Jia Le’s question, Jiang Lin on the side couldn’t help but slandered, this black steward has just encountered a zombie, and now there are signs of chills all over his body, can’t he see it?

Really convinced you.

Jiang Lin felt that Jia Le seemed to have learned from the dog when he learned Maoshan Taoism.

“I want to rest.”

Wu Guanshi didn’t know which part of his brain was wrong. It was good to get rid of the corpse poison, so he had to stay silent.

Detox after that.

Since you don’t say anything, I’m sorry, I want you to contribute ill-will.

Daoist Qianhe and his apprentice became like this, who is to blame?People are dead?

Jiang Lin didn’t mean to sympathize with Wu Guanshi, whoever did it would be responsible after all.

As long as Wu Guan’s corpse changes, Jiang Lin will not hesitate to reward him with a note of Dong Dongbo.

“Then take a rest.”

Jia Le is quite considerate of Mr Wu, which makes Jiang Lin feel that Jia Le is really funny.

After a while, the little brother who was lying on the bed groaned in pain because of the torment of the corpse poison, and Jiang Lin also groaned because the corpse poison in his body was too strong.

Jingjing, who was sorting snake medicine by the bedside table, turned around, pulled the quilt for the little brother, and kissed him on the forehead again.

After that, she walked to Jiang Lin’s side again, bent down and reached out to touch Jiang Lin’s forehead, and wiped his sweat with her sleeve.

Jiang Lin’s inner monologue was a few ellipses, why is this little girl Jingjing doing what his daughter-in-law should do.

Don’t think too much, don’t think too much, the little girl’s mind is very simple.

“I am fine.”

Jiang Lin didn’t open his eyes and said softly.

Jingjing pursed her lips and went to take care of the little brother again.

“Wow, so nice to them? I want to get sick too.”

Jia Le rolled his eyes and had a crooked idea.

He came behind Jingjing, dipped his hand in hot water, and patted it on his forehead.

“Oh, I seem to have a fever.”

Jia Le pretended to be ill, and then imitated Jiang Lin’s previous appearance of his feet not taking root, and swayed there.

“what happened to you?”

Jingjing’s tone was a little concerned. After all, they were neighbors, and the little girl’s mind was relatively simple.

Sitting on the bed, Jia Le showed off his good acting skills: “Dizzy.”

Jingjing frowned slightly and said, “How come you have a fever for no reason?”

She probed the temperature of Tan Jiale’s forehead with the back of her hand, and said suspiciously, “No.”

“My hands are so hot.”

Jingjing had a strange look on her face, and without thinking much, she went to touch Jia Le’s hand, only to be held by Jia Le’s pair of salty pig hands, and she didn’t want to let go at all.

“No.”

Jingjing still didn’t feel anything unusual.

When Jia Le grabbed her hand, Jingjing felt inappropriate and quickly pulled it back.

Her first reaction was: Jiang Lin was watching, what should I do if he saw him?

“Hey, it’s not that I won’t help you at Jia Le. People are busy there, so you just do a job of peeling the heart of lotus seeds. Just like this, you still want to eat the tofu of other people’s little girls.”

Jiang Lin shook his head, degrading Jia Le in his heart, he really couldn’t bear it any longer.

If you don’t follow the serious way of chasing girls, you have to have bad thoughts.

“Just touch your hands. You have a thick skin. I have nothing to say. If you really want Jingjing’s first kiss, don’t blame me.”

With this thought in his heart, Jiang Lin Momochan remembered a Taoist technique “Transfiguration Phantom” in the Secret Record of Yanzhi.

In those days, Chief Yan Zhidao mixed into the ghosts and witches. In order to stop harming innocent people, he borrowed the method from sorcery and created this spell.

If you want him to kill innocent people, he will kill them for you to see.

This spell can create hallucinations, seeing A as B and B as A.

The conditions for the operation are very simple, just stare at the object.

Just like Jia Le now, staring at Jingjing.

“My chest hurts.”

Unable to touch, Jia Le wanted Jingjing to touch his chest.

The poor and innocent Jingjing really thought that Jia Le was not feeling well. She put the back of her hand on Jia Le’s chest to check Jia Le’s physical condition.

Too much, too much.

Bullying such a simple little girl.

Jiang Lin got up and went to the hall, where Steward Wu was sitting and shaking.

“Wu Guanshi, my senior brother Jia Le is a little uncomfortable, you go and help him.”

“Okay.”

Wu Guanshi agreed without saying a word.

Chapter [*] says I can’t do it?

“Press it yourself first, and I’ll go get the medicine.”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Breathless.”

In the room, Jia Le still showed his acting skills at the level of a movie star, and acted as a hooligan there.

No problem chasing girls, are you a hooligan?

Is it the courage that Liang Jingru gave you?

Jiang Lin wanted to laugh a little bit, so he let Jia Le kiss “Jingjing” enough for a while until the end of the day.

“It’s incredible, hypoxia. Ah…”

Just when Jia Le was demonstrating a textbook-level hypoxia performance, Jiang Lin took the steward Wu and opened the curtain and came in.

A strange knot quickly formed in his hand, Jiang Lin said silently in his mouth: You can see clearly, you can see clearly.

As a result, Jia Le, who was lying on the bed, was stunned for a moment. He actually saw three Jingjings.

Jia Le thought that he was confused, so he closed his eyes tightly and opened them again.

Just as Jia Le’s eyes closed and opened for a short while, Jiang Lin pushed Wu Guanshi forward, wrapped his arms around Jingjing’s waist, leaped forward, and left Jia Le’s field of vision.

“Jiang Lin…”

Just as Jingjing was about to speak, Jiang Lin put her index finger to her mouth, signaling her to keep silent.

Then Jiang Lin pointed to Steward Wu and Jia Le on the bed.

I saw that Jia Le kept calling for hypoxia, so Mr. Wu directly gave Jia Le an artificial respiration.

When Wu Guanshi straightened up, Jia Le shouted again, “Jingjing, Jingjing, I can’t breathe, I’m short of oxygen. Jingjing, give me another sip.”

So Wu Guanshi gave him another bite.

“Oops, I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe at all, Jingjing will come again.”

This time, Jia Le directly hugged Mr. Wu and prevented him from getting up.

Jiang Lin has returned to sitting cross-legged again, Jingjing blushing beside her, if she can no longer see that Jia Le is pretending, she can change her name to “Benben”.

Thinking that she might give him artificial respiration at the juncture where she died of hypoxia at home, Jingjing was so angry that she almost cried.

Next work!

I really want to help you, but you want to eat my tofu, and you even want to kiss me for the first time!

Looking at Jiang Lin who closed his eyes and endured the torment of corpse poison, and then looked at Jia Le who was kissing with Mr. Wu.

Why are people so different?

Jiang Lin’s cultivation base is limited, and the duration of the “Shape-Shifting Phantom” that he casts is not very long.

Jia Le was enjoying the kiss from “Jingjing”, he felt a little strange, why does Jingjing have bad breath?

I don’t usually smell it.

Why is there a tickling feeling on the upper lip when kissing Jingjing?

Forget it, if you have a breath, you can have a breath. It’s weird, and the goddess is not necessarily perfect.

Jia Le closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and when he opened his eyes again, he suddenly felt that his world was dark.

Why would it be Uzumaki?