Everyone was very confused about the murderer mentioned by Gu Cheng at this time, so Chen Xin, who had been silently beside Gu Cheng, asked, "Gu Cheng, who is the murderer?"

Gu Cheng did not answer Chen Xin immediately, but stared at the door of the morgue. A handsome face with literary temperament was locking its eyebrows, as if thinking about something.

"Xie Kun, when we just came over, we saw Qian Xiaowu knocking on the door like crazy. Now, haven't you noticed anything wrong?" Gu Cheng half-squinted his phoenix eyes, and the place where his eyes were still on the door of peace.

"It's true that we all hid just now, but after a loud bang, we didn't hear any sound at the door anymore. Instead, it was terrifyingly quiet." Xie Kun recalled.

"I'll go over and take a look, you guys hide first." After Gu Cheng said that, he walked carefully towards the door.

The other members followed his instructions and found a suitable place to hide it, but their eyes were closely observing the situation on Gu Cheng's side.

At this time, Gu Cheng had already arrived at the door, and saw him pressing his face close to the crack of the door, looking at the scene outside the door with a very cautious expression.

However, after a while, there was still nothing strange here, but the more this happened, the more you felt, and Gu Cheng felt a sense of extreme obscurity.

"Crash..." The sound of the messy metal collision suddenly came from Gu Cheng's ears. Listening to the sound, it should be the sound of the key chain. Could it be someone...

At the critical moment, Gu Cheng had no time to react and only heard a "click".

The iron gate of the morgue was opened in front of Gu Cheng so big.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light enveloped Gu Cheng's entire body, and on the opposite side, a vague and twisted black shadow stood straight there.

When Gu Cheng's eyes adapted to the stimulation of the light, he could see the person opposite clearly.

The man was full of surprise, and a strange light appeared in his eyes, and then he said, "Gu Cheng? Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to sew the body?"

Gu Cheng looked at the person in front of him with a strange look and said, "Dad, Qian Xiaowu is cheating on the zombie..."

"Ah? How is that possible, you kid, you are still getting angry about what I yelled you before! You also know that Dad was a little rushing, but he was definitely not sincere. You~ You are almost angry with me~"

The dean said as he covered his chest, his face full of ferocious expression, as if he was in great pain, and then he began to breathe rapidly.

Faced with the emergencies, Gu Cheng couldn't help but feel a little panicked because, as the son of the dean, he knew clearly in his heart that he had a history of coronary heart disease for 20 years.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng shouted anxiously, "Dad! Where is the medicine on you, take it out quickly!"

The dean took out a small box of brown-yellow medicine bottles from his pocket with trembling hands. Suddenly, a severe pain came. The dean's hand that took out the medicine bottle trembled violently.

"Boom~" The medicine bottle fell on the ground...

Gu Cheng didn't care about anything else, so he strode forward to pick up the box of medicine. However, with a "sniff," a strong sense of anesthesia spread throughout his body instantly from his neck. In this way, Gu Cheng closed his eyes in surprise and fell to the ground.

"Hehe, son, have a good sleep." The dean had stood up at some point, and there was still a trace of pain on his face?

The dean's face changed his face at this moment. He looked fierce and had a contemptuous smile on his lips, "Hehe... don't hide, I know you are all here. Today, I will help you collect the corpse."

Xie Kun, who was hiding in the far right corner of the room, crawled out from under the mortal bed, stared at Gu Cheng under the dean, clenched his fists, and his whole palm was pinched into purple red by himself because of his excessive anger.

Just when he was about to run out to rescue Gu Cheng, he saw Gu Cheng staring at him with wide eyes. After being with him for so long, Xie Kun certainly knew what his eyes meant. This stupid Gu Cheng would rather sacrifice himself than expose his friends. Xie Kun's admiration for him increased a little further.

Of course, all the other hell members present were also shocked. They also crawled out from under the bed one by one, with their terrifying eyes as if they could cut the person in front of them into pieces at a glance!

"Hahaha, are you all out?" The dean glanced at everyone and continued, "Qian Xiaowu, come out, stand at the door for a long time, it's time for you to play now!"

"ga~ga..." The familiar corpse suddenly jumped in from the door, and saw him swaying his teeth and claws, twisting his head and fingers, as if he was ready, and would rush over at any time and bit off a person's head.

"Wait! Dean, since we want to die, let us die, and understand that we have no grudges and grudges with you, why should we kill us?" Xie Kun stood up and asked bravely.

"Haha! You have the courage, I admire you very much. Since that's the case, I will tell you."

The dean turned around and signaled Qian Xiaowu not to act rashly. Then he turned his gaze to Xie Kun and the others and continued.

"You could not die, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you jumped into this vortex by yourself. Tell you that anyone who sees Qian Xiaowu must die!"

Xie Kun frowned with his sword-brow, put his fingers quietly in his pocket, and continued, "What do you mean?"

"Since you are almost dead, I don't want to shake out my long-depressed thoughts to avoid being terrified in my stomach.

I just wanted Gu Cheng to sew Qian Xiaowu's head alone, but I didn't expect things to develop like this..." The dean said, his thoughts drifting far away.

In a remote black wooden house, a young man who looked very similar to the dean sat in it.

Opposite him, an old man with a hunched back and a yellow-brown robe walked out. The old man was holding a hexagonal ridge-shaped wooden plate in his hand, slowly walked to the table, and carefully placed it on a red note on the wooden table.

"Master, can you curse a person by using this birth date?" the young man asked anxiously.

"Haha, donor, you don't have to worry. Cursing someone is not that simple. You must have enough resentment and the accumulation of time to complete it.

This is what I gave to the donor, inside it is the worm I carefully cultivated.

I think that I am destined to be a donor and encounter such an unfortunate thing, I will help you!"

Under the man's surprised gaze, the black insect crawled out of a tube of wood and bamboo and climbed straight onto the strange wooden plate. Suddenly, something strange happened.

After crawling on the wooden plate for a week, the black insect suddenly turned into a black air and was sucked away by the red paper below!

"Master, what's going on?" The man raised his weird gaze and looked at the master.

"Haha, donor, take the birth date and horoscope of the birth baby written on it and carry it with you every day until the child's 18th birthday, take out the insects in it and find a way to use it on the child. He will definitely be doomed!"

Even though the master's robe had covered his entire face, the man still felt a biting chill.

However, because of this, he became even more excited. The master was indeed well-known. So the man took the red paper and carefully wrapped it up and walked out the door.
Chapter completed!