Chapter 1870 Raising a Little Ghost

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

but……

Just as Qin Zheng said, the air in her room was too dirty, and the yin, resentment, and evil spirits were rampant in the room. It was like a severely polluted place. The air, land, and rivers were all heavily polluted, and people 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 would have been besieged by Yin Qi at this time.

Zhou Ping clicked her tongue and shook her head: "This woman is really... unexpected."

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

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

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

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

He saw it just now. The three jars were basically the same.

Moreover, there is a piece of paper pressed under the jars, and you can’t tell what it is.

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

When Zhou Ping saw Qin Zheng reaching out to touch her, she immediately said: "Don't move..."

Qin Zheng quickly looked back: "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 then... releases them out at night to suck the yang energy of the people who live near her."

Qin Zheng exclaimed: "What?"

He stammered: "Little... kid..."

Zhou Ping sneered: "She has raised so many brats, and she's not afraid of the backlash..."

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

Xu Mu had heard it said earlier.

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

Zhou Ping glanced at him: "What's so rare about this? Have you forgotten the thing I found in your room? You know better than me how dirty the entertainment industry is."

Xu Mu took a deep look at Zhou Ping and said, "Thankfully I have you."

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

Xu Mu smiled, "Yes, you are my savior, so I have to pledge myself to you..."

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

Zhou Ping blushed and turned towards where Zhong Wenqing was dressing up.

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

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

She put down her hand and picked up another lipstick. This lipstick was not one seen on the market. It didn't have any brand's logo on it, and it looked a bit rough, like one of those DIY lipsticks sold by micro-businessmen.

After opening it, Zhou Ping put it under her nose and smelled it: "This is also made with corpse oil. She really wants the fire at all costs..."