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Chapter 106 Stay 【Subscription】

Ding-dong-

London, hotel.

He took the ancestors of the Deng family who were disguised as tourists into the elevator.

Lin Jiuying smiled with embarrassment to the residents in the elevator, and gently shook the Soul Requiem bell in her hand to guide the corpse to move a little closer to the corner.

After a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief as the last passenger in the elevator went out.

He brought the corpse to the floor where he lived.

"Master, why did you come here?"

When I opened the elevator, I saw my apprentice Ah Hao carrying a large bag of luggage and said to him.

"I've been waiting a long time."

"It's not to avoid unnecessary panic in the hotel caused by the corpse."

It was different from the previous auctions. At that time, I thought that everything was almost over and I would return to Hong Kong Island. Even if it caused some riots, it was probably an insignificant issue.

But now, since he still has to stay in London for one night, Lin Jiuying naturally has to be careful, so as not to reveal the real situation of the corpse and be kicked out by the hotel.

The two masters and apprentices are not familiar with the place of life in London. They really live on the streets and find the way back to Hong Kong Island.

"Master Lin."

The elevator entrance was just in between the two of them talking.

The closed elevator door opened again, and Asen walked out with an apologetic face.

"Tonight, I wronged you two to continue to stay in London for one night. I will contact the elders of the clan on Hong Kong Island later, and make arrangements for the transportation of the ancestors back as soon as possible."

"As for how to bring the Yin corpse back to Hong Kong Island, I will leave it to your Deng clan to handle."

Hearing Asen's explanation, Lin Jiuying nodded, and her gaze fell on the motionless corpse of the Deng clan ancestor in front of her.

"Tonight, the most important thing is who will take care of this corpse."

"..."

Lin Jiuying's words instantly froze the expression on Asen's face in front of him.

He looked up at the corpse in front of him, even though he knew that this was the ancestor of their Deng clan, but he still felt a little intrusive in his heart, so he quickly made an excuse and said, "Well, Master Lin, I still have a lot of things to do next. I have to be busy, especially the airline's problems, I can't do without my hands, so it is very likely that I will go back to the hotel very late, and I don't have time to see my ancestors at all..."

The excuse A Sen gave was well-founded, and even Lin Jiuying couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell on Ahao, who was gloating at the side.

Originally, after hearing what the master said, Ah Hao took it for granted that this kind of thing should be done by Asen, a descendant of the Deng family.

However, looking at the eyes cast by the master.

The expression on Ahao's face collapsed, and he pointed at himself crying and said: "Master, shouldn't it be..."

"Otherwise, do you think that person is my teacher?"

"not me……"

His eyes swept over the master in front of him, passed A Sen's apologetic face, and finally landed on the motionless Yin Corpse, then Ah Hao accepted the fact and sighed: "I see, master, I will take care of it. "

"Master, weren't you worried before that I couldn't hold it back? What's the matter now?"

Thinking of the conversation at the airport just now, Ah Hao spoke with a ten-thousandth hope.

"I believe in you as a teacher. Besides, with your little knowledge, it is not possible to do something to Yin Corpse in one night."

Hearing the master's merciless blow, Ah Hao suddenly showed a look of hopelessness, took the soul-repressing bell with his head downcast, and walked towards his room with the corpse.

"Master Lin, will this happen?"

Seeing the back of his ancestor following Ah Hao, Asen said a little bit unbearably.

"Don't worry, I understand my apprentice, he is not so easy to be hit."

Shaking her head, Lin Jiuying said clearly.

……

boom--

"I see, I see you, you have nowhere to hide, because the world is ruled by the great BonDie, and everything is invisible in his eyes..."

London, inside an unknown church.

The voodoo master Narcissus danced wildly around the sacrificial flames, and the flames in the brazier flickered with his movements.

"Found it, sacrifice!"

At this moment, Narcissus stopped his dance, his eyes widened under the cloak, and he muttered.

……

jingle!

"You are really stupid."

Shaking the Soul Requiem Bell in his hand, he walked into the room.

Ah Hao turned his head and glanced behind him, only to find that Yin Zhan was blocked by his own arm and couldn't bend over.

Shaking his head, he let out a helpless sigh, and quickly went up to grab Yin Zong's arm and adjusted his direction.

Ring the bell again to call the Yin corpse stuck at the door into the house.

Ah Hao looked at the cold, dead face of the corpse in front of him, and the frustrated expression on his face became a little more obvious.

"Why, it's my bad luck."

The thought of finally coming to London, but having to stay in a room alone with a dead body.

He looked up and met Yin Shi's murky and silent eyes of the dead, even Ah Hao, who was already prepared in his heart, couldn't help but feel a little penetrating.

"Turn around, don't look at me."

Unconsciously shivering, Ah Hao quickly picked up the Soul Requiem Bell in his hand to control Yin Zong and turned around.

Looking at Yin Zong's back as he turned around, he felt less intrusive.

However, when he walked to the window of the hotel and looked at the gorgeous scene of busy traffic and brightly lit lights outside, Ah Hao looked back at the corpse in the room again, and a sense of huge gap suddenly emerged.

At this moment, several blond tourists appeared in the swimming pool of the hotel below.

Seeing this scene, Ah Hao's thoughts that had been rushing at first couldn't be held back any longer.

"You are someone else's ancestor, not mine. Why should I offer you as my ancestor?"

While muttering in his mouth, he made an excuse for himself.

Ah Hao shook the soul-restraining bell, and directly brought the ancestor of Deng's clan into the bathroom.

"Just stay here obediently for me."

After explaining to the motionless Yin corpse in the bathroom, Ah Hao looked down at the Soul Requiem bell in his hand, and placed him on the bedside of the room casually.

Then, impatiently, he walked out of the room.

Bang!
In the hotel room, with Ah Hao's departure, the originally lit lights went out.

In the bathroom, Yin Zong stood upright in front of the bathtub without any reaction.

……

Ding Dong!

"Here I come, London!"

In front of the elevator, Ah Hao looked at the opened elevator door, and rushed in with a look of impatience.

And the next second the elevator he was in closed.

The elevator of the hotel next door opened suddenly, and a white man with stiff movements appeared inside.

(End of this chapter)