The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Chai Rong blushed and didn't dare to look at him. Ding Xiaoyi thought with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, it's okay. It's a pity that Wangcai is not here."

In the end, Ding Xiaoyi was the first to speak: "How did you hide in the well??"

"I threw the coffin into the well. Unexpectedly, the coffin caught my clothes, so I fell in. I was about to climb up, but when I heard your voices, I hid down there to see if anyone could help.

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When Chai Rong said this, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Of course she didn't say that she was hiding in the well and saw Ding Xiaoyi being beaten to the point of splitting the carnitine.

If it wasn't to help yourself, why would you be so desperate?

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized, and then asked hurriedly: "It was you who pulled me up."

"Well, I am a woman, and the yin energy does not harm me as much as you do. With the protection of the Buddha's seal, after I pulled you up... I used the Buddha's seal to help you expel the yin energy from your body, but you kept talking about you

cold……"

Chai Rong's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and her head wanted to find a hole to plunge into like an ostrich.

"Er...where's Xuan Qing!"

Mentioning Xuan Qing, Chai Rong sighed: "He's dead. When he fell into the well, his head hit the corner of the coffin by chance, and his body was still in the well."

Ding Xiaoyi nodded.

He cooperated with the old ghost, tricked so many people to death to raise leeks, and finally died on the old ghost's coffin, which was karma.

So he took Chai Rong to the wellhead.

At this moment, the formation has long since disappeared. If we dig around a few times, we may not be able to find the black jade buried by Ding Xiaoyi, but it is estimated that all these black jade are almost useless.

Ding Xiaoyi climbed down to the bottom of the well again, and after groping for a while, he carried Xuan Qing's body up.

He took off the jade gourd from his waist and held it in his hand.

The gourd is not big, but it is heavy to hold, and when you shake it, there seems to be something inside.

"Can you use this thing?"

He handed the gourd to Chai Rong, who took it over and studied it before nodding: "This is a soul-collecting gourd. I have never used it, but I know how to use it."

As she spoke, she walked up to Xuan Qing's corpse, looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh deeply in her heart. She raised the gourd and pointed it at the corpse.
Chapter completed!