Qi Lang looked at the hot soup in his hand. Although the soup was steaming, it was not hot at all. On the contrary, it was particularly cold. Meng Cheng also discovered this, so when the two exchanged their eyes, they knew that the soup could not be drunk.

"Grandma, we are not thirsty." As he said that, Qi Lang took his bowl of hot soup and walked straight to the side of the pot, wanting to pour the hot soup back into the pot.

"It doesn't matter if you are not thirsty, you can taste the old woman's skills." A dangerous light appeared in the old woman's turbid eyes, and she walked to the side of the pot and covered the lid.

However, Qi Lang ignored it and went straight to the edge of the pot. He wanted to pick up the lid. The old woman was quick-witted and quickly. Seeing that the situation was not good, she pressed it directly on the lid of the pot, so that Qi Lang would not let Qi Lang do it.

"Baby, I won't pay attention to the soup I poured back into the pot." The old woman's tone was filled with an undetectable resentment.

Qi Lang ignored it and reached out to lift the lid. Unexpectedly, the old woman's hand was too strong. She just pressed it gently on the lid. Qi Lang couldn't even move the lid with milk.

"Grandma, your hand is strong enough."

"Old woman, I am a farmer in the countryside. I have been a rough skin and thick flesh since I was a child, so I can't compare to you kids in the city." The old woman answered like a stream.

"Yes, your hands are a bit rough and thick, and you don't see any redness when you press them on the hot soup." As he said that, Qi Lang directly poured the bowl of hot blanch on his hand directly on the old woman's face.

Following behind was a whistling sound of breaking the wind.

It was Meng Cheng picking up a dilapidated stool from the old house and smashing it down on the back of the old woman's head.

The stool slammed firmly on the back of the old woman's head, and the force was so strong that it stumbled the old woman. Even the hand pressed on the lid of the pot slipped in the staggering, and the whole hand slid into the pot with hot soup.

Qi Lang, who was standing next to him, took the empty bowl and smashed the old woman who was caught off guard for three or five times. When the old woman stopped moving, she stopped.

"Old Qi, we probably won't hit the wrong person." Meng Cheng then noticed that the old woman was not moving.

Qi Lang did not speak, but picked up the candle and shine the hot soup in the pot, and said in a deep voice: "Based on the ingredients in this soup, I can be sure that we didn't hit anyone."

Then he took the candle and then looked at the old woman lying on the ground. Just now, the normal person had already been smashed to death by the head, but the old woman was fine, not even her skin was broken, let alone bleeding.

"Be careful, I suspect that this ghost is not dead." Qi Lang then checked the old woman's situation. Meng Cheng also saw the old woman's situation and did not bleed. How could this be a human?

As soon as Qi Lang finished the examination, the old woman's body changed, and the change was particularly clear. The old woman was hit by them and her head was revealed. As her gray hair fell, a wrinkled face appeared.

The human face closed its eyes and looked like an old man.

"Old Qi, the situation has changed, come here." Before Meng Cheng's reminder, Qi Lang also found something wrong and went back to Meng Cheng with two big jumps.

The old woman stood up again, and the old man on the back of his head opened his eyes, which had been closed on his face.

"Baby, do you drink soup?" Just like the old woman's voice before, she was hoarse as an old crow.

The only difference is that when the old man spoke, he had a rotten shredded meat on his brown teeth.

Qi Lang thought of the ingredients in the soup again, and his face turned pale.

"I'll hold him up and burn him." Meng Cheng said in a deep voice, and picked up the stool that had smashed the old woman before, and looked at the ghost who turned from an old woman to an old man.

The stool hit the old man's face again, but it was not the same as the old woman who was not injured. The old man was directly hit with a flowery face, splashing black blood.

In this case, Meng Cheng also discovered something was wrong. The old man's strength was just like an ordinary old man. Just like the old woman before, even an ordinary young man could beat this ghost into a scattered way, which was simply a shame for a ghost.

The old man was directly slapped by Meng Cheng's stool and turned the sand and fell geese backwards, but he still struggled a little stubbornly and wanted to get up.

Seeing this, Meng Cheng used to have a few stools. At this time, Meng Chengcai discovered that although this ghost was not strong, he was definitely beaten and could still have the strength to get up in just a few moments.

Moreover, since the old woman turned into an old man, the strength of this ghost was much smaller. He pressed one hand on the lid of the pot before, so that Qi Lang could not move even if he used his strength to feed himself. As a result, Meng Cheng was pressed on the ground and smashed the stool, scratching Meng Cheng hard without any strength.

Qi Lang found a string of hemp ropes from somewhere at this time and asked Meng Cheng to tie up this ghost together.

"Isn't you asking you to find flammable materials to burn this ghost thing? Why did you find a hemp rope?" Although Meng Cheng was puzzled, he honestly took the rope and tied it up at the old man and ghost.

"I'm afraid that the house will fail after we burn this ghost." After Qi Lang said that, looking at the crows ding ding dong outside the house, Meng Cheng instantly understood the key points.

The old woman once said that as long as she is there, the crows outside cannot come in. If this is gone, will the crows outside be able to come in?

"Well, we can control this old man now, but when the old man becomes an old woman, you can't control her. You have experienced her strength," Meng Cheng said with some concern.

"Don't worry, I'm ready." Qi Lang responded, brought the pot of hot soup over, walked around the back of the old man, lifted his hair, and revealed the old woman's face.

The old woman's eyes were closed, as if she was asleep. Qi Lang scooped up a bowl of hot soup, stretched out the old woman's mouth and went into the jar inside.

"This soup can pour us down and this ghost thing, which means that this main god space still leaves room for us, otherwise how could we survive in such a ghost place." This was also the case when Qi Lang had a guess after he poured soup on the old woman's face and found that the person was suddenly replaced.

Otherwise, it would be obviously unrealistic to replace people just by hitting them like this, so the problem will naturally appear in this soup.

And the old man naturally didn't need to be filled with his face. With this kind of strength, he couldn't even break free from the hemp rope, and it would be a waste if he filled with it.

Meng Cheng went over to see the ingredients of the hot soup. Before, Qi Lang said that this pot of soup could be confirmed that the old woman was not a human, which made Meng Cheng a little curious.
Chapter completed!