Here Lies The Wicked

When Fang opened the door, he saw the old god stick, the aunt next door and her son, all standing outside the door.

Seeing Fang was opening the door, the old god club complained about it. Why didn't it take so long to open the door and let him worry outside the door?

The old god club complained while entering the house. At this time, despite the aunt's advice, some thief eyebrows also wanted to get into the flight. At first glance, they were in a bad mood. As a result, Fang Zhengbang directly locked them outside the door and ate a nose of ash.

“Hey, hey, open the door. Why don't you shut the door and let us in? ”

“Do you want to take a chance to steal something in there? ”

“Open the door or I'll call the police and tell them someone broke into the house and burglarized the house! ”

“Taoist, I won't report you as long as you teach me kung fu like your apprentice!! ”

Auntie's son slammed the door outside and threatened to shout.

502 Just closed the door and immediately opened it from the inside. He was laughing harmlessly at the other side of the door with his hand clapping the door with a smile on his face.

“Under our law, trespassing in a home is punishable by up to fifteen days' detention and a fine of up to one thousand. If the circumstances are serious, such as restrictions on the freedom of others, unlawful searches of persons, unlawful assaults on persons and unlawful intrusions with murder weapons, the penalty is imprisonment for up to three years. ”

“Call the police, you're an accomplice anyway. If you can't help yourself, you can provide the tools to work together. Now you better be glad that the two of us aren't burglaries with murder weapons. Otherwise, you'll be in prison with us for a few years. ”

Fang was just finishing, ignoring an old man with a pig liver color, the door closed.

After the party was so popular with the punishment, it was true that the old man would no longer dare to squeak. Now he can only pray. It is best that he and the old god stick are not really burglaries.

Fang stopped arguing with her son outside the door. Instead, he continued to walk to the kitchen position and the old god club hurried to follow him.

“Little brother, you still talk like cow. I've always seen that guy's mind was upset. He didn't have any eyesight. He actually told Old Taoist that he wanted to learn Shaolin Kung Fu. I'm afraid this guy is not a cane. He came to disgust me. ”

Instead of answering, he came to the kitchen and asked, "Old Goddess, do you smell anything strange in this room? ”

“Weird?” The old god club turned his head and looked around.

“Didn't smell it. ”

“Little brother, do you smell anything? ”

The old god stick asked carefully.

The last time he was asked, he also broke into the house to find someone. He didn't smell anything. As a result, he found a headless man on the back of his bed.

Sometimes the old god stick thinks, square this nose, it must belong to the dog.

The nose of a single dog belongs to a dog.

“Oh, don't smell it. ”

The old god stick is bitterly like an orange face: “Little brother, your nose feels like an indefinite prophecy to the old Dao. Yes, it's like what you saw a few years ago. The last time you said the exact same thing, nothing good happened, but you found a headless body from the back of the bed. This time, you won't find a body from the back of the bed again? ”

Unspecified prophecy nose, you ghost!

Fang glanced at the old god stick. In fact, there is one sentence he did not tell the old god stick.

He didn't just say that to the old god stick.

He also said the same to Sun Yushu.

Then, he ate a dead meal at Sun Yushu's the other day.

“Little brother, I heard that the dog's eyes and nose, special spirit, can see and smell special things that people can't see and smell... Little brother, you single dog's nose, I'm afraid it's been at least 20 years?” The old god stick was supposed to be a joke. When he found the expression on Fang's face was wrong, he immediately stopped his mouth.

What a fucking single dog nose!

The square door drops a few black lines: "Old Goddess Stick, you have at least seventy years of single dog power, right? ”

“How come you don't smell something special you shouldn't smell? ”

The old god club smiled: “How can you compare me to my little brother? I am an old single dog at best. This nose has degenerated. ”

Square heh.

He opened a trash can lid in the kitchen and said to the old god stick, "Old god stick, do me a favor. ”

“What a busy day, little brother. Just say it.” The Old Goddess is happy to take the call.

“Use your seventy-year-old single dog nose to help me smell the garbage can if it has a rotten taste of fruit peel and takeaway soup. ”

The old baton looked at the trash can and immediately turned green.

“Little brother, you are not a single dog nose, after all, little brother already has a brother and sister, how can you be like me.” The Old Goddess's proactive clothes are soft.

That's a trash can.

He's not foreign.

Who's okay to smell a trash can that doesn't stink.

Fang Zheng is not really an old god stick, that trash can has some fish, the guts of seafood, the smell in the house, is the smell of seafood rotting from the trash can.

Looks like no one has cooked at Chen Miaoqi's house for a long time since her family died. Otherwise, this garbage won't stay for so long and hasn't been taken out.

Boom.

Re-cover the trash can.

The smell of runny nose faded a lot.

It's just that Square frowned.

Perhaps because his body is different from others, his nose is particularly sensitive, he always feels that the smell of rot he smells in the house is a little different from the smell of rot in this trash can...

But he sniffed it, and he couldn't find the source of the smell.

That smell is faint.

With the wind blowing in on the balcony, the air circulates and the smell is even less.

Looking through the kitchen, there was nothing in the kitchen, and the conversation began towards the bedroom. He didn't know which bedroom belonged to the Chen Jianbang couple, and which one belonged to Chen Miaoqi and Chen Zhixing, so he picked a bedroom at random.

The first bedroom door that opened was the bedroom of Mr. and Mrs. Chen Jianbang.

'Cause there's a couple of tourist pictures on the wall.

Mr. and Mrs. Chen Jianbang's bedroom is simple, just one bed, wardrobe, air conditioning, wall TV, etc., at a glance, open the wardrobe and look a few times, just exit the bedroom and take the door gently, then walk to the other bedroom.

Shh...

Square open the door.

“Eh, there's a poster behind the door, little brother. Looks like the person in this room is the missing person we're looking for. Chen Zhijiang. ”

The Old Goddess stick fingers the back of the bedroom door, looking past, only to see a basketball star poster on the back of the door.

This is a boy's bedroom.

Looks like Chen Zhixing is also a basketball fan who loves sports.

With his eyes turned from the door, he was measuring Chen Zhixing's bedroom, and his eyes were filled with reflection.

“Little brother, that's Chen Zhixing's bed. Shall we continue to unpack the bed this time? ”

The old divine stick circled from the door to the bedside table, bawling, spitting into the palm of his mouth, wrapping up the sleeve of the robe, ready to be removed with Fang Zheng.

Again on Fool's Day Lat, I heard that only men and women who lie on this day of the year don't have long noses and long QAQs.