Lao Xie immediately went off the broadcast, then moved the little horse to sit some distance away from Chu Ping.
"Why do you always expect me to die?" Chu Ping was a little curious, feeling that the old man in front of him seemed to have seen something.
"It's the picture on the wall that shows you are dead."
"But I'm living well now, so what do you say?"
"The way of heaven lacks one, and this escaped one is your only hope."
Chu Ping simply chose to ignore Old Xie Tou's alarmist words.
"Why did you come here today? But I told you in advance that I don't care."
Chu Ping curled his lips.
"Then what happened to the opening ceremony yesterday?"
"Ahem," Lao Xie coughed awkwardly, "That was all an accident."
"I don't care, I just came to see you."
Seeing Lao Xie's expression of needing a beating, Chu Ping's doubts were completely dispelled.
Lao Xie looked at Chu Ping noncommittally. He now had absolute doubts about the authenticity of what Chu Ping said.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm really here to see you."
Chu Ping looked like a scoundrel and moved directly to Lao Xie's side.
Chu Ping's nose twitched, and a strange smell that was difficult to detect entered his nasal cavity.
"This smell seems familiar."
Chu Ping moved his head towards Lao Xie again, trying to smell his scent more carefully.
Chu Ping's actions made Lao Xietou suddenly feel alert.
"What do you want to do?"
Chu Ping had no time to pay attention to Lao Xie Tou.
"I just wanted to ask you, have you encountered anything strange recently?"
"A strange thing?" Old Xie glanced at Chu Ping doubtfully, and then said, "Isn't it the biggest strange thing to meet you?"
"Don't be so talkative."
Chu Ping twitched his nose slightly, and the smell on Lao Xie's head became stronger.
Lao Xie looked at Chu Ping, who had a serious face, and seemed to realize that the matter was a bit serious, so he stopped his playful smile.
"There is something strange, but I had a dream a few days ago."
Chu Ping naturally knew about Lao Xie's dream a few days ago, and it was caused by him. However, in Chu Ping's opinion, this should not be the reason for the strange smell on Old Xie's body.
"Except for this?" Chu Ping always felt that something had changed in Lao Xie Tou.
"Don't interrupt me."
It was obvious that Old Xie was very dissatisfied with Chu Ping's behavior of interrupting him.
"I told you about that dream before, but you probably don't know what happened next."
Chu Ping was stunned. He didn't expect that the cyclic dream Jiang Qing created for Lao Xie Tou would have a follow-up.
"What happened next?"
"I think there might be something else in my house." Old Xie's eyes were full of uneasiness and impatience that could not be concealed.
Chu Ping noticed that what Lao Xie Tou just said was "other things exist" rather than "other people exist".
"Is there something strange coming into Old Xie's house?"
Chu Ping had reason to suspect this. The last time he brought Jiang Qing into Lao Xie's house, the remaining Yin Qi would always attract other ghosts. Therefore, Lao Xie would feel this way, but Chu Ping did not. I don't think it's strange.
Just looking at Lao Xie's current behavior, it seems that the "other things" entering his home are not simple.
"It's an object, not a person. I can be sure that the extra thing in my house is definitely not a person."
Lao Xie Tou's voice started to sound a little urgent.
"Are you too nervous?"
Although Chu Ping had some guesses about what was in Lao Xie's house, he didn't intend to tell him directly that your house might be haunted.
If that were the case, Lao Xie Tou, a Taoist priest whose bottle was not half full, would be frightened to death.
After all, the last time he saw those strange beings was in a dream.
Lao Xietou did not agree with Chu Ping's words.
"I don't have a problem. That thing really exists and is in my home." Old Shaotou's eyes began to wander, like a mental illness on the verge of collapse. As long as there is a little stimulation, they will really become crazy, "I I searched through everything in the house but couldn’t find that thing.”
"Why don't you go see a doctor? You must have had such an illusion because you didn't have a good rest in the past few days."
Chu Ping continued to comfort Lao Xie Tou.
"I'm not sick!" Lao Xie seemed to have thought of something and stretched his wrist in front of Chu Ping's nose. "If you don't believe it, you can smell it. It's this smell that lingers and seems to be getting heavier."
Chu Ping didn't expect that Lao Xietou could smell this smell.
He leaned towards Lao Xie's wrist and took a sniff. A strong pungent smell hit his nostrils.
"This is……"
Chu Ping was very sure that it was the smell he smelled on Lao Xie Tou just now.
"Formalin, do you know what formalin smells like?"
Lao Xie's voice sounded in Chu Ping's ears.
Formalin!
Chu Ping remembered that this was the smell.
It's just that formalin is usually used to embalm corpses. How did Lao Shatou get infected?
"It's this smell, it seems to be emanating from every corner of the house, it's everywhere."
Chu Ping was also a little confused. What Lao Xie Tou said seemed to be a little different from what he thought.
"Didn't Jiang Qing say that there will be no future troubles? Why does it feel like Lao Xie Tou has been entangled with something?"
"It was because that thing tortured me that I couldn't sleep yesterday, so I started the live broadcast." Lao Xie seemed to think of the big sword that the top brother had bought last night, and a greedy smile appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that the broadcast had just started. Someone gave me a big sword, which is more than what I can do in a month."
Old Xie's fear and impatience had long since disappeared, replaced by his fascination with the great sword.
"Hehe, if I had known that everyone would like to see this, who the hell would set up a stall?"
Chu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth.
Good guy, no wonder when I came over, Lao Xie was working hard interacting with water friends. I bet he got a taste of the sweetness.
Old Xie Tou wanted to continue talking.
Chu Ping hurriedly stopped him.
"If you're okay, I want to visit your home."
Lao Xie looked at Chu Ping warily.
"Why are you going to my house?"
"I'm just simply interested in what you said."
Old Xie was still immersed in the joy of the big sword. When Chu Ping mentioned that matter, his whole body wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
"You are really a weirdo. After others heard about this, they all avoided it, but it's good for you that you actually asked to go and see it."
Lao Xie curled his head and curled his lips.
"You are also a weirdo. You obviously think it's dangerous there, so why don't you move out?"
Chu Ping still cannot suffer a loss.
"If I had money, I wouldn't have run out to the stall at dawn. I really have no place to hide."
