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Chapter 1885

Corpse balm, yes, corpse balm...she has corpse balm, she'll be all right, she'll be fine!

Zhong Wenqing stumbled out of the bathroom, rushed to her dressing table, grabbed the box of corpse balm, picked out a big lump and smeared it on her face...

Zhong Wenqing smeared a box of corpse balm all over her face. This box was originally a one-month dose.

After Zhong Wenqing painted all over his face, the tingling pain on his face didn't disappear, on the contrary, it became more and more serious. Those wounds were burning hot, as if they had been sprinkled with salt and pepper noodles.

Zhong Wenqing was trembling with pain, and cold sweat rolled down one by one. She thought the pain was due to the effect of corpse ointment. She thought that after she applied so much at once, her face would be as smooth as ever at dawn. After all, the little ghosts she raised over the years guaranteed her luck, and these refined corpse oils maintained her beauty.

Zhong Wenqing believes too much and relies too much on these things.

Seeing that the box was empty, Zhong Wenqing's uneasiness magnified. She was afraid that these things were not with her.

Moreover, today's situation is really weird, she must hurry up and ask her master.

Zhong Wenqing trembled, took out her mobile phone to make a call, and dialed a number that was not recorded in the mobile phone, but she had already known it by heart...

She tremblingly said: "Hey... Master, it's me... I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't call you today, it's not time yet, but... But I really can't help it, I am today, I am today ...something very, very strange happened..."

On the phone, the person Zhong Wenqing called her "Guru" asked her what was strange.

So Zhong Wenqing told the other party everything from beginning to end.

"Master, the three babies were very well-behaved before. Let them out at night, and they went out to look for food by themselves, but today, they couldn't get out of the room anyway, and me, when I touched the door, I felt like It is as hot as a red-hot iron plate, and my hands are almost cooked...I am now...I have been bitten by...three children on my face and body...Master, what should I do, my The face is ruined..."

As she spoke, Zhong Wenqing began to cry. She felt that this was really terrible. It was already dawn outside, and the energy of last night was like a nightmare, which made her shiver all over when she thought about it now.

Zhong Wenqing's guru, Chen Mo, said for a long time, "Your door must have been locked down. It was discovered that you raised a kid. Someone has shot you."

Zhong Wenqing was very shocked when she heard it: "What? How could... I have been very careful, how could anyone know..."

Although her assistant may know a little bit, but absolutely very little.

The assistant had never seen Zhong Wenqing "playing" with her sons, and they always thought it was just Zhong Wenqing's superstition.

After all, how many people in the entertainment industry are not superstitious?
The more people in this circle, the more they believe in those things that are talked about by gods and gods, those who worship Buddha and seek Taoism, those who believe in some esoteric Buddhism, and those who invite Huang Daxian, these are not without exception.

Moreover, the assistant has been with her for many years, if they broke the news, it would have been revealed long ago, and they wouldn't wait until now...

The master on the phone snorted coldly: "Stupid, of course ordinary people don't know..."

(End of this chapter)