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Chapter 1861

Moreover, after stepping here, Qin Zheng clearly felt that the air was dirty, not that Zhong Wenqing's room was dirty, on the contrary, Zhong Wenqing's room was very clean and tidy.

but……

As Qin Zheng said, the air in her room was too dirty, and the yin and resentment were rampant in the room, as if it had been severely polluted. The air, land, and rivers were all heavily polluted. As soon as I got close, I felt extremely uncomfortable. ,
If it weren't for Qin Zheng and the three of them carrying talismans, they might have been besieged by Yin Qi at this time.

Zhou Ping shook her head, "This woman is...unexpected."

Xu Mu asked Zhou Ping, "What do you see?"

Zhou Ping said: "There are many...the secrets hidden in this woman are really not a single star."

Zhou Ping walked around the room and finally came to the bathroom.

Qin Zheng asked curiously: "Mom, what is this? Why is there such a box of jars on her bedside, on the table, and on the washstand?"

He saw just now that the three jars were basically exactly the same.

Moreover, there is a piece of paper pressed under the jar, and it is impossible to see what it is.

Qin Zheng wanted to reach out and lift the lid off the jar.

Seeing Qin Zheng reaching out to touch her, Zhou Ping immediately said, "Don't move..."

Qin Zheng quickly retracted her head: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhou Ping said, "Don't move this thing..."

Xu Mu asked her, "What is this?"

Zhou Ping said: "These are all little ghosts raised by Zhong Wenqing. She takes them in during the day, and at night...she releases them to suck the yang energy of the people living near her."

Qin Zheng exclaimed: "What?"

He stammered: "Little... brat..."

Zhou Ping sneered: "She has raised so many little devils, she is not afraid of being backlashed..."

Xu Mu's Adam's apple rolled twice: "I've heard before that there are celebrities who raise little ghosts in order to keep themselves popular... I always thought it was all nonsense, but I didn't expect...it's true..."

In the early years, Xu Mu heard about it.

However, he always thought that this might be a rumor. After all, he couldn't imagine who would raise such a thing. Aren't he afraid?

Zhou Ping glanced at him: "What's so rare about this, you forgot, I found that thing in your room back then, and how dirty the entertainment industry is, you know better than me."

Xu Mu took a deep look at Zhou Ping: "It's lucky to have you."

Zhou Ping pursed her lips, "Without me, you would have died long ago."

Xu Mu smiled, "That's right, you are my savior, so I want to promise you with my body..."

Qin Zheng snorted: "That's enough, I'm still here."

Zhou Ping blushed, turned her head and walked towards the place where Zhong Wenqing was dressing.

Zhou Ping walked to the pile of cosmetics in front of the table again, and reached out to pick up an enamel porcelain box that looked different from other cosmetics. After opening it, a strong fragrance hit.

Zhou Ping immediately held her breath, and said, "This is refined corpse oil. I don't know what spices the refiner added to cover up the smell of corpse oil...it smells similar to ordinary cosmetics."

She put down her hand and picked up another lipstick. This lipstick was not seen on the market. It didn't have any brand logo on it, and it looked a little rough, like the DIY lipsticks sold by those wechat merchants.

After opening it, Zhou Ping put it under her nose and sniffed it: "This is also boiled with corpse oil. She really did it for the fire, at all costs..."

(End of this chapter)