Chapter 125
It's finally dark.
In the hall of the back house of Lao Zhao's family, there was a round table, covered with red cloth, surrounded by bowls, chopsticks and wine cups in order, with eight cold and eight hot in the middle.
Hot dishes and wine will get cold if left out for a long time, but you have to wait until the guests arrive before bringing them out and rewarming them.
Zhao Juanhua, the ancestor of the Zhao family, was sitting in the companion seat with her head half lowered and a sullen face.
There were no old ladies of the same age as her in the village, but all of them had long been hunched over and looked unattractive. But there were not even deep wrinkles on her face.
It's just that when a person reaches a certain age, no matter how well he takes care of himself, he will still show the state of that age. If he violates it forcibly, it will appear to be inconsistent.
Zhao Juanhua's face is too pale, her forehead bones are protruding, her jaw is tilted forward, her lips and nose are thick and high, and her facial features are too three-dimensional, making the overall match nondescript.
It seems that it should not be left to live in the human world, but should be placed in a temple for worship.
Zhao Juanhua was playing with a string of black rosary beads in her hand and reciting the Tao Te Heart Sutra, but her inner restlessness was not soothed by the scriptures, but instead became even more anxious.
It's past meal time and people haven't arrived yet, which means that people may not have any intention of contacting their side for dinner.
Is it possible that even if I want to kneel down, I can't find anyone to kowtow to?
Her son has been out of contact for one more day so far. That person must be really gone.
Zhao Juanhua silently looked at the pair of great-grandchildren standing beside her.
Zhao Xilu still stood there respectfully, barely moving.
The redness on Zhao Mengyao's cheeks has not dissipated, and she does not stand or sit at all.
In fact, this great-grandson is the most like me.
Even better than myself.
He had a dark heart since he was a child. When he was a child, his mother was lying on the bed looking haggard. She actually struggled to get up, held his hand and said to him: I was killed by your great-grandmother!
He turned around and called himself, telling himself what his mother had just said.
Zhao Juanhua still remembers the despair on the child's mother's face at that moment.
When his mother died, Zhao Xilu asked himself in his childhood: Could his great-grandmother teach him this life-prolonging technique?
Listen, at a young age, he wanted to live a long life.
It's a pity that the old Zhao family was sucked too hard by him.
During the Republic of China, local warlords collected taxes and frequently brought them back to the next few decades. She was not so exaggerated, but it was almost the same.
The woman who was my great-grandson gave birth to two children in succession, both of whom died early. It was God who was collecting debts from herself.
Zhao Xilu also knew this very well. He knew very well that as long as he didn't die, he would never have an heir.
He pretended not to care. He was still young anyway, although he looked too old.
Zhao Juanhua not only admired this great-grandson, but also felt a little afraid of him.
She hasn't lived enough yet, so she has to hold him down.
On the other hand, this great-granddaughter has always been her hope, hoping that she can go out and add another blessing to the nearly dry well of the old Zhao family.
The old Zhao family has reached this stage, and it is no longer possible to rely solely on the parents' orders and the words of a matchmaker. Her "parents' orders" cannot be blessed.
The only way is to throw the fishing rod far away and rely on chance to catch one back.
Before Zhao Mengyao filled out her application, Zhao Juanhua fasted for three days and made a divination.
Three words about the hexagram, I was overjoyed when I saw it.
Zhao Juanhua almost cried with joy and decided to attend Jinling City University for her great-granddaughter.
The hexagram says:
Good luck in Jinling,
Transport the rivers and lakes,
Transform into a dragon.
It can be said that after her great-granddaughter went to school, she, Zhao Juanhua, was at home, calmly waiting for her great-granddaughter to come one day in the future...
Come to your door with Chenglong Kuaishu!
"Boom."
A muffled sound came out.
The beads in Zhao Juanhua's hand scattered all over the floor. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "What happened?"
Zhao Xi Road: "It seems to be over there at the ancestral hall."
"Go and have a look!"
"Yes, great-grandmother."
Zhao Xilu ran out immediately.
"Mengyao, come here."
"Great-grandmother?"
Seeing her great-grandmother regaining her love for her again, Zhao Mengyao felt aggrieved and took the initiative to step forward.
The next moment, her neck was grabbed by a huge force, and her whole body rose up.
Zhao Juanhua carried her and rushed out of the hall. When she was about to pass through the arch and enter the front yard, her feet suddenly became slippery and the scenery was moving.
The old woman's eyes showed horror,
Who is it?
How could he make his own formation turn against him?
Unable to move forward, Zhao Juanhua once again grabbed Zhao Mengyao and ran towards the west side, pushing one leg on the wall, and grabbing with one hand, she climbed over the wall with a burden.
But as soon as he saw the fields outside the wall, his vision changed again. The wall seemed to rise from the ground, blocking him inside again.
"Poof!"
Zhao Juanhua fell to the ground and let go of Zhao Mengyao. Zhao Mengyao rolled on the ground several times, her elbows bruised and bleeding on the ground. At this time, she hugged her broken skin and started crying.
Zhao Juanhua also cried.
It was clear that someone in his family had died first, his biological son. Not only did he not care about it, he also put drinks in the hall in advance to prepare for apology.
But how can you be so unreasonable and inhumane?
Don't enter the door, don't sit down at the table, control the formation first, and catch the turtle in the urn. This is clear, there is nothing to talk about, and I vow to cut off the old Zhao family!
Zhao Juanhua had been exercising several times before, and now she was sweating. However, her sweat was different from that of ordinary people. It was black and had a sticky smell.
Zhao Juanhua turned her head, glared at Zhao Mengyao who was still crying beside her, and cursed:
"Sangmen Xing, what on earth have you brought into our family!"
……
Tan Wenbin drove a wooden stake into the ground, then took a Yellow River shovel and took three shots at it.
After the third blow, the wooden pile spontaneously ignited and sparks flew.
At the same time, a roar came from the backyard of Lao Zhao's house.
Taking another look at the position where Zhao Yi was sitting cross-legged, the tops of the eighteen wooden sticks all showed a glint like will-o'-the-wisps, and he himself was turning his hands constantly, almost leaving an afterimage.
After all, Tan Wenbin had seen the world with Brother Yuanzi. Seeing Zhao Yi's actions, he couldn't help but sigh: "Fuck, Brother Hostage has something!"
Zhao Yi, who was sitting there, heard this and had a reserved smile on his lips.
Although in order to taste the roasted sweet potato, he became a hostage and is now being controlled by others, but the temptation between the two parties has never ended.
The other party is obviously hiding his identity, but the more he hides it, the more worth exploring to find out.
Since his own methods can attract the opponent's profanity and admiration, and the opponent is also the most proficient in formations in his team.
It seems that the level of formation in this team is just like that.
Zhao Yi stopped, and the surrounding will-o'-the-wisps dissipated, leaving only the thickest wooden pile that continued to burn "crackling".
Tan Wenbin trotted forward and helped Zhao Yi up. Zhao Yi smiled and said: "Zhao, your class is doing something wrong."
Binbin: "Okay, it's very fancy."
Zhao Yi couldn't understand the meaning of this "bells and whistles" for a while. He probably... was praising himself.
In fact, it was because Tan Wenbin was used to Brother Xiao Yuan's formations, which were often very simple and unpretentious. This was the first time he saw a formation with light and shadow effects.
Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhuiyuan, continued to smile and said: "Fortunately, I have lived up to my fate."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded calmly. It was originally his Zhao family's formation. If the other party could cause problems even by changing two nodes, he could really choke himself to death on a sweet potato.
Zhao Yi said: "I have destroyed the ancestral hall and blocked the entire backyard. You can go in to fish."
After saying that, Zhao Yi's eyes fell on Old Man Tian.
Old Man Tian responded, flicked his hands, the dagger appeared in his palm again, and jumped into the front courtyard wall.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng, Yinmeng and Shuyou Lin. Runsheng and Yinmeng immediately turned around and climbed over the wall as well.
Lin Shuyou was still pointing at his face: Should I go too?
Tan Wenbin stepped forward and kicked Shuyou Lin in the butt.
Only then did Shuyou Lin realize that he actually had a fighting mission of his own, and he jumped over the wall with great enthusiasm.
Zhao Yi looked at Tan Wenbin and asked, "Aren't you going?"
Tan Wenbin picked up the Yellow River shovel and placed it on Zhao Yi's neck:
"It's too dark, and it's easy to cause chaos during fights. My task is to protect the safety of the hostages."
Zhao Yi moved his neck back with some fear, and reminded: "Take it back a little, hold back a little."
Tan Wenbin put down the Yellow River shovel, turned around and put it on his back.
This hostage can be carried with you.
Li Zhuiyuan first climbed up the wall, then jumped along the wall to the opposite roof, and finally walked to the eaves of the roof to get an overview of the overall situation below.
Although he is still a teenager, he insists on practicing basic skills and his chassis is extremely solid. In the past, because Runsheng was there, he could just put his hands on it, saving trouble.
But if he really wanted to rely on himself, climbing over roofs and walls would be an exaggeration. However, his body was flexible and his steps were steady, but it was beyond the level of a normal adult.
After Tan Wenbin carried Zhao Yi on his back, it was not easy to climb up the wall. Then he jumped to the opposite roof, which was a bit unreasonable.
Even though Zhao Yi may look like a sickly boy, he has the weight of a real adult after all.
In the end, he managed to jump onto the roof with a quick run-up.
Zhao Yi commanded: "There is a bead on the east corner of the roof. It needs to be broken open so that the formation above can be formed. Only when we are on top can we be considered safe and there will be no accidents."
Tan Wenbin: “I don’t think so.”
Zhao Yi: "It's better to be safe. Although this family's ancestral hall was destroyed by me, this family should still have the charm in their hands."
"That's not what I meant." Tan Wenbin carried Zhao Yi to the cornice area and saw a crane with a bead in its long mouth, but the stone bead had long been broken open.
Tan Wenbin: "Look, I said no need."
Zhao Yi immediately set his sights on the young man.
Shizuo Zhao is a branch of the Jiujiang Zhao family, and his family's formations are also derived from his own family, so he is familiar with and can easily control them, and he can even play more skillfully and easily than the Shizuo Zhao family.
But this young man can actually see through it at a glance?
Tan Wenbin carried Zhao Yi to Li Zhuiyuan's side. There were two battle situations below.
On one side, Old Man Tian faces Zhao Xi Road.
On the other side, Runsheng, Yinmeng and Lin Shuyou surrounded Zhao Juanhua and Zhao Mengyao.
Since Old Man Tian wants to be a swordsman, he will go it alone.
It is obvious that they have not thought about dedicating people to support them. Of course, at present, there is indeed no need for support.
In fact, when the formation was broken and he and others came in, Shizhuo Zhao's fate was already doomed.
What we are looking at right now is whether they can make some waves and add some entertainment in the process of destruction.
No way, the configuration of Miejia is a bit too luxurious.
Originally, for Li Zhuiyuan, the task was not difficult, far less than walking on the river and riding the waves, and he was able to recruit two more helpers along the way.
When God wants you to capsize, not only will he not leave you a chance, but he will help you step on the accelerator again.
"Uncle Tian, what are you doing!"
Zhao Xilu already had three horrific wounds on his body.
When he first came to the ancestral hall to check the situation, he was shocked to find that the ancestral hall had collapsed, and then there was a sharp chill behind him.
If he hadn't escaped quickly, the first wound would have appeared on his neck.
Old Man Tian was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the little kid who was separated from the family knew how to hide his secrets."
Although he didn't go all out when he took action, he didn't prepare to hold back. Just now, he actually allowed the opponent to avoid fatal injuries. Even if he followed up with two consecutive blows, he still couldn't make the opponent fall.
Zhao Xilu: "Uncle Tian, where is Master Yi?"
Old man Tian raised his head and looked towards the roof.
Zhao Xilu also raised his head and looked over.
Zhao Yi had just gotten off Tan Wenbin's back. When he saw this scene, he felt pain in his eyebrows.
It's too late for me to cut off the relationship with Shizuo Zhao, but you actually took the initiative to seduce me!
Tan Wenbin's vagina: "Oh, we have a good relationship."
Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhuiyuan and explained: "For Grandpa Tian, all he needs is loyalty."
For children born in this kind of family, the most important thing is loyalty, and the rest are secondary. Moreover, if the brain is too bright, the master will not be able to rest assured.
"Master Yi!"
As soon as Zhao Xilu shouted, Uncle Tian in front of him disappeared.
The sharp dagger stabbed Zhao Xilu's neck.
Zhao Yi felt helpless. Grandpa Tian deliberately used himself to make a nest to attract the other party's attention, so as to create opportunities for him to make a sneak attack.
But now the question is whether Shizhuo Zhao can be destroyed. Everyone has entered the stage of competing for family background.
Grandpa Tian, how can I get high scores in the eyes of this young man if you are not very smart?
"Haha..."
The next moment, Zhao Yi himself laughed out loud.
Because Old Man Tian's dagger still failed to penetrate Zhao Xilu's neck, an unkempt woman appeared in front of Zhao Xilu, opened her mouth, and bit the dagger.
Zhao Xilu took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve and stuck it on the woman's back.
The woman immediately let out a sharp scream, her strength increased, and she bumped forward.
"Bang!"
Old Man Tian was accidentally knocked out. Fortunately, his legs and feet were not messy when he landed, and he didn't look too embarrassed.
But compared to the orderly and steady progress of the battle in another place and the incessant screams of the two women, it is really embarrassing that you can still fight back and forth here.
Li Zhuiyuan became interested in that woman.
Zhao Yi hurriedly introduced: "This is a living curse. A curse refined with a living person as a carrier has a very low success rate and is easy to backfire."
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "More than that."
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi peeled off the cloth on his forehead. After his flesh squirmed twice, he exclaimed, "How did he do it? The two infantile resentments actually fell on that woman!"
This is no longer an ordinary living curse, because it is both a cursed object and a curser. Logically speaking, such a thing is impossible to happen.
Li Zhuiyuan: "The mother-child curse, he asked the woman to eat the two newborn dead babies."
When Zhao Yi heard this, he felt a numbness on his scalp, and the slit between his eyebrows was slightly closed. Compared with this completely inhumane method of refining spells, what he was more afraid of was that this young man could be so direct. Explain the principle process clearly.
"Your Majesty, are you also good at casting spells?"
"Not good at it, never played before."
"How did that distinguished driver..."
"I told you, there are a lot of useless books in the basement of my hometown."
Zhao Yi sighed helplessly, alas, you perfunctory me again.
Li Zhuiyuan silently put his fingers between his eyebrows.
When Zhao Yi saw this, he thought the other party was making fun of him, but when the other party closed his eyes, he vaguely realized something was wrong.
Is this a negative move?
But, what should Zou Yin do now?
below.
The woman seemed to be going crazy and kept attacking Old Man Tian. No matter how much Old Man Tian dodged the knife, the woman was not afraid. She didn't feel any pain at all and just wanted to block Old Man Tian.
Every time Old Man Tian wanted to leave her and attack Zhao Xilu, two babies' cries would come from the woman, and Old Man Tian's head would be dizzy, and his center of gravity would become unstable. , actually let this woman trap him.
Zhao Xilu's first reaction was to climb the wall and escape, but the formation of this house has been changed, and currently only entry is allowed but no exit.
Seeing that he could not escape, Zhao Xilu turned around and tried to find his great-grandmother.
He really didn't care about his great-grandmother. If the old immortal hadn't been hiding the real family secrets, especially the method of extending life, he would have found a way to kill the old thing.
But now that the house has become such a mess, "my family" can only huddle together for warmth.
But who would have expected that as soon as he walked out of the archway to the front of the hall, he saw two pools of black ashes on the ground, obviously two exploding curses.
The great-grandmother herself was beaten and kicked back and forth by a strong man and a young man with a tall figure and a strange smell.
This is no longer a question of whether to resist or not. The other party is clearly torturing the great-grandmother in a teasing way and intends to torture her to death.
This great-grandmother's condition was worse than mine.
As for his sister Zhao Mengyao, she was whipped back and forth by another woman with a leather whip, wailing and rolling on the ground.
Zhao Xilu turned around and ran back. He knelt down in front of the family ancestral hall and used his hands to pull up the rubble above. There were many curses hidden in the ancestral hall, but now they were buried underneath. If he could dig them out, there would still be some. Chance.
I have no choice but to escape, but I can't escape, and I don't want to die, so I can only try my best to seize all the opportunities around me.
Above, Zhao Yi's face had darkened.
The old man Tian below must have sensed it, and knew that he was too embarrassed, so he no longer hid it. The veins in his arms were exposed, and the two daggers were tilted downwards, cutting his wrists. The daggers were stained with blood, and the middle Adhered by a blood chain.
Old Man Tian's whole body momentum also changed, and he pushed forward.
The two balls of infantile resentment on the woman's shoulders were frightened by the bloody dagger, and screamed in terror, and even the woman had to keep retreating.
Old Man Tian didn't want to use this trick at first. He was a dagger user. If his wrist was broken, his combat power would be in decline for a long time. How could he protect his young master?
But now it’s really hard not to be a little ruthless.
"Come and accept your fate!"
Zhao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to his side: "It's finally solved."
Li Zhuiyuan also opened his eyes at this time and nodded: "Well, it's solved."
Old Man Tian pressed forward with a tyrannical momentum, intending to tear the woman into pieces along with the two lumps of infant resentment on her body in order to repay the face he had lost during the previous fight.
Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly turned around, abandoned Old Man Tian, and rushed towards Zhao Xilu, who was kneeling there digging the ancestral hall.
Zhao Xilu didn't even turn his head when he heard the familiar breath coming from behind him. He continued to dig into the rubble with his bloody hands and said impatiently:
"Go and stop him. I will stop him even to the death. I will dig it out right away...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh!!!"
Zhao Xilu screamed, and the woman bit his neck tightly.
Then, the woman shook her head.
"Wow!"
A large piece of flesh was torn off from Zhao Xilu's neck.
"You..." Blood was pouring from Zhao Xilu's neck. He wanted to scold him but couldn't make a sound.
The woman pinned him down and continued to bite and gnaw furiously.
The two lumps of infantile resentment on the woman's body kept screaming with excitement, injecting mental torture deep into the heart of the man in front of her.
This is her nominal husband, this is their nominal father, but at the same time he is the worst beast in the world.
At this moment, Zhao Xilu was suffering from both physical and mental torture.
Old man Tian was embarrassed.
I had just cut my wrist, soaked it with blood, and used the move of pressing the bottom of the box. I was about to avenge my shame. Why did nothing happen to me all of a sudden?
Don't, then wouldn't my wrists be cut off in vain? It would make me look stupid, and the young master above me... Old man Tian took a deep breath, forget it, just cut them all off.
On the roof, Li Zhuiyuan said: "Tell him to stop."
Zhao Yi: "Grandpa Tian."
Old man Tian looked up.
Zhao Yi waved his hand and motioned for him to retreat.
Mr. Tian walked back dejectedly, began to tear his clothes, bandaged his wrist wounds, and muttered: "It's over, this time I'm embarrassed by the young master."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Don't bite so fast, take your time."
"Huh?" Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhuiyuan again. Was he talking to himself?
Li Zhuiyuan: "Chew carefully and eat slowly, and you will be executed late."
Zhao Yi immediately looked at the woman who was jumping on Zhao Xilu. Sure enough, the woman slowed down and began to use her nails to tear off the skin and flesh from Zhao Xilu's body bit by bit and put it into her mouth.
He is talking to this woman!
No, he is controlling this woman!
6◇9◇Book◇Bar
In an instant, Zhao Yi's hands and feet were cold. The Zhao family in Jiujiang had a rich collection of ancient books. With his status, there would be no restrictions on him. He could read them at will.
But he has never seen it before. Just by standing here, someone can control what others control and return it to their own control. What kind of magic is this?
Moreover, it reveals a chilling evil nature!
Li Zhuiyuan: "We can't let him die so quickly. We have to let him enjoy it slowly. Let your two children stimulate his spirit, control the intensity, and keep him breathless so that he can be conscious and feel the pain clearly."
Zhao Xilu, who was already weak, felt a shrill scream coming from his ears, and his cloudy eyes became clear again.
What followed was the clarity of pain and the concreteness of fear.
He was watching himself being raped and eaten.
Even now, he doesn't know what happened, why things turned out like this, why did the woman who was obviously under his control and obedient to him rebel at this time?
Li Zhuiyuan didn't know what Zhao Xilu was thinking now. If he knew, he would probably feel contempt and disdain.
He just used Wei Zhengdao's black book method to try to control the woman.
A woman is not dead, but she is simply more easily manipulated than dead.
Because she has been in a state of "unexamined", it seems that obeying Zhao Xilu's orders is already a kind of instinct and inertia for her. In fact, Zhao Xilu has no more specific restrictions on her at all.
It can be said that Zhao Xilu is a madman and fool with great luck.
He has been sitting on the crater, feeling very proud, thinking that he has cultivated such a powerful curse. In fact, he has not been bitten to death so far. He is really lucky.
Li Zhuiyuan just touched the woman's memory lightly. There was no need to change her memory. He only needed to wipe the "fog" from the memory of how Zhao Xilu forced her to eat his dead baby, and she Wake up.
She was tortured crazy and was escaping. When she started to face reality, she naturally knew what to do.
Li Zhuiyuan ended his wandering.
In his heart, two piercing cries of babies and a woman's crazy laughter came.
Although they are not beautiful emotions, he is indeed experiencing them carefully.
This is the backlash of Wei Zhengdao’s black book.
The man buried under the peach trees in his hometown was made into a human being and a ghost. He has suffered till now and cursed Wei Zhengdao till now.
Li Zhuiyuan was enjoying the feeling of backlash, like a barren desert absorbing the little rain and dew he finally looked forward to.
The uncovered flesh slit on Zhao Yi's forehead was squirming rapidly and exaggeratedly. No, it was called tearing!
He looked at the boy in front of him,
It was like seeing a ghost!
Through the crack between his own life and death, he seemed to hear a demon chewing his soul and savoring its taste.
The young man in front of him is this demon, and the mortal soul is his tribute.
"Ouch..."
Zhao Yi's foot slipped, and if Tan Wenbin hadn't caught him with quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have fallen.
Tan Wenbin scolded: "Brother hostage, are you crazy? Do you want to give yourself a vote?"
Li Zhuiyuan also opened his eyes again at this moment, and his eyes became calm again.
The one under the peach forest has human faces all over his body, but here he can only have a moment of aftertaste.
The young man's eyes fell on Zhao Yi, and Zhao Yi shrank into Tan Wenbin's arms.
Li Zhuiyuan ignored him, but looked at Tan Wenbin: "Do you want to do it yourself?"
"How can this be so embarrassing..." Tan Wenbin rubbed his hands in a pretentious manner.
Li Zhuiyuan: "I can see it."
"Ah, hahaha." Tan Wenbin imitated Shuyou Lin and scratched his head, "I did say hello to them."
Tan Wenbin told his friends in advance that he would leave Zhao Mengyao to kill.
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Go."
"Hey, okay."
Tan Wenbin threw Zhao Yi aside, turned around, fell backwards, grabbed the edge with both hands, swung backwards, and landed.
If an ordinary bungalow goes on like this, it won't really be a big problem.
But the problem is that the Zhao family's bungalow in Shizuo is built higher.
When Tan Wenbin landed, his heels seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, and his whole body rolled backwards. Fortunately, he stood up quickly again, and his movements were smooth.
Here, Runsheng and Baihe Tongzi also stopped.
Zhao Juanhua was beaten into a huge black tumor, but she was still alive and breathing.
There is no way, people who are good at casting curses are the masters who work hard behind the scenes. Have you ever seen the mother-in-law who beats villains rushing to the streets with a knife to kill people?
Zhao Juanhua was living on a dead end. In terms of true skills, she was not as good as her dead old son.
If the formation at home was still there and the inventory of spells in the ancestral hall could still be used, she might be able to hold on for a while. Now, it was like a snail having its shell smashed open and being pecked hard by two big roosters.
But she still wanted to live now. She raised her head and looked at the young man standing on the eaves. She knew that he was the leader of this gang.
"Spare my life... Spare my life... Spare my life... I can do whatever I want, and I can curse anyone!"
"Cough...cough..." Zhao Yi next to him felt scared and funny when he heard this. The two emotions intertwined in his chest, causing him to cough violently.
Who does he want to curse, and does he need you to help him curse him?
Maybe, someone else is better at casting curses than you!
Li Zhuiyuan didn't look at Zhao Juanhua at all. His attention was more on Baihe Boy.
There were some changes at Old Man Tian's side because of that woman, but here at Zhao Juanhua's place, the tone had always been the same, she was beaten from beginning to end.
But there is an interesting detail here, that is... the boy Baihe, who only kills but never crosses, actually accompanies Runsheng in a tacit understanding, and only tortures but never kills.
The last time Shuyou Lin was kicked off three times in a row, he was still able to come back alive and kicking with his head stuck in his head. Count this time.
This means that the boy who has always enforced the law impartially and with an unselfish face actually talked about the worldly ways.
He is showing favor to himself.
He can threaten its status and even change the pattern of Yin Shen in the system of officials and generals. But at the same time, he seems to have realized that if this child can follow him, the speed of accumulation of merit will be very fast. quick.
Since the existence of this faction, which official and general can follow the Dragon King across the river?
With a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other, the boy also learned to toast.
However, this was a bitter experience for Shuyou Lin.
He was working hard here, squeezing his way into this team, and performing seriously, just to lead the system of officers and generals to a higher level... He never expected that his Yinshen would actually start to Wrestled with him for favor!
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the boy and he took steps forward.
One foot stepped on the air and fell.
Runsheng hurried forward to pick it up, but Baihe Tongzi was faster and raised his right hand high.
Li Zhuiyuan stepped on Bai Hetongzi's palm and was lifted up by him.
The boy retracted his arm and lowered it slowly. After reaching a certain height, Li Zhuiyuan walked down.
Behind him, the White Crane boy stood up again, and wisps of white air sprayed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose in different ways.
Even if he opened his face, he still couldn't hide the anger and redness at this time.
Li Zhuiyuan stopped and turned his head slightly.
The white crane boy held his breath.
Li Zhuiyuan pointed to Zhao Juanhua in front.
The White Crane Boy's white energy spurted out crazily. He held a trident, stepped forward, and stabbed Zhao Juanhua's heart, once, twice, three times...
Six times a second, the trident was stabbed out by him.
Zhao Juanhua died. The moment her life was completely extinguished, a rotten smell emanated from her torn skin.
She was originally a rotting corpse, but she managed to survive until now.
Li Zhuiyuan took out a evil spirit talisman and threw it away.
The talisman ignited with a "pop" sound, and Zhao Juanhua's body was burned as well. The scene was like throwing a small firecracker into a methane pit.
But after burning it, a white wooden stick appeared inside, with words engraved on it - borrow life to bring back soul.
After Zhao Juanhua's body was almost burned and the stench was almost gone, the white wooden stick also started to burn, emitting bursts of attractive fragrance.
Li Zhuiyuan stood still. He did not pick it up, nor did he ask others to pick it up for him.
However, Shuyou Lin, who had just finished his resting state, took the initiative to step forward and asked: "Little...brother, can I help you pick it up?"
"Pfft..."
Yin Meng standing in the distance couldn't help laughing.
In Shuyou Lin, she seemed to see herself when she first joined the team, but she only talked a little nonsense at most, but she was not so stunned.
Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Shuyou Lin.
Lin Shuyou silently took two steps back, imitating Tan Wenbin's previous imitation, scratching his head.
Perhaps it is because wanting to be a normal person has always been a luxury wish for Li Zhuiyuan, so he does not understand why Yu Xuzi and this old woman like before would not hesitate to turn themselves into the so-called "life span". The appearance of humans and ghosts.
Just be a good person, okay?
Without anyone to pick it up, the white wooden strips gradually burned black, eventually cracked and gradually turned into ashes.
Tan Wenbin walked up to Zhao Mengyao.
Because she was abused by Aunt Liu, Mengmeng knows how to abuse others.
She beat Zhao Mengyao until her body was completely covered, but she didn't hurt her at all.
Zhao Mengyao had met Li Zhuiyuan and Lin Shuyou. When Li Zhuiyuan came to the dormitory with the police, she was shocked when he pointed out that she hid the cursed object in the laundry soap. In addition, Li Zhuiyuan claimed that He was Zhou Yunyun's cousin, so even if she didn't go to the appointment, she could probably guess that Li Zhuiyuan might be the Nantong corpse hunter Li.
Therefore, she didn't think about Li Zhuiyuan and Lin Shuyou, but when she saw Tan Wenbin appear, she seemed to have seen a savior.
"Classmate, you have seen me in Yunyun's ward. I went to see Yunyun. Do you remember, classmate?"
Tan Wenbin nodded while taking a deep breath.
He has killed people, and he has also killed evil spirits, but that was only when the other person was crazy. If you ask him to kill someone who is not crazy now, well, it's not that he can't do it, but he needs a little mental construction.
"Classmate, please help me, please help me speak. I have been controlled and suppressed by my great-grandmother. I hate this home. I can't breathe in this home. I originally thought that I could get out of here by going to college. My family of origin does cutting.
But I didn't expect that my great-grandmother still captured me. Now she is dead. Very good. Good death. Thank you for saving me. Please help me tell them. I am innocent. I was forced. Yes, Yunyun and I are good friends. We are in the same dormitory as Yunyun, and I am her best friend! ”
The rest of the people present looked at Zhao Mengyao with some confusion. It is true that it is normal for a person to burst out a strong will to survive at a life-or-death moment, but I have never heard of such a strong stupidity bursting out at a life-or-death moment.
Yinmeng couldn't help but ask: "Did you really pass the exam by yourself?"
Zhao Mengyao said immediately: "It was arranged by my great-grandmother. She asked an orphan raised by her to take the exam in my place."
Yinmeng nodded, feeling comfortable. If such an idiot could get into college, she would feel a little unbalanced.
Tan Wenbin asked: "Where is the person who helped you take the exam?"
Zhao Mengyao pointed to her great-grandmother who was burned to ashes over there: "She was killed by her, woo woo woo, she was my best friend since childhood, woo woo..."
Tan Wenbin tightened his grip on the shovel and raised the Yellow River shovel in his hand.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Mengyao immediately shouted:
"No, no, you can't do this. Yunyun and I are good friends. If Yunyun knows that I am dead, she will be sad. If Yunyun knows that I was killed by you, she will never pay attention to you again in this life!
Do you like this?
You let me go, rescued me, I went back to school, I helped you pursue Yunyun, I helped you block all the love letters Yunyun received, and created opportunities for you alone. ”
"Haha..."
Tan Wenbin was amused and raised the shovel in his hand completely.
"It was you who put the curse on Yunyun, causing her to almost commit suicide by jumping off the building. It doesn't make sense. You are only allowed to harm others. Others cannot take action against you. This is what you deserve."
Zhao Mengyao screamed: "I did that to help you. Let me tell you, Zhou Yunyun is a bitch. She has been having sex with countless men behind your back, and she has been secretly sold out countless times. Sorry, you really like her. I am helping you because I am afraid that you will be deceived by her. Zhou Yunyun is a bitch!”
"Thank you."
Tan Wenbin took out a Qingxin Talisman from his pocket and stuck it on Zhao Mengyao's forehead.
Then,
Swing hard!
The hard Yellow River shovel slapped her body hard.
"Bang! Bang!"
Idiot, I asked you to put a curse on someone!
"Bang! Bang!"
Bitch, I told you to confuse right and wrong!
"Bang! Bang!"
Call you innocent, call you wronged!
"Ahhhh!!!"
Zhao Mengyao wailed on the ground in an inhuman manner.
Because of the effect of the Pure Heart Talisman, she couldn't even faint from the pain.
Tan Wenbin held the shovel with his left hand and took out the cigarette case from his pocket with his right hand.
Every time he goes out with Brother Xiaoyuan, he will bring a cigarette, and he has to pull one out when exchanging information with others.
He put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.
Take a deep breath, let the smoke ring burn brightly inward, and then slowly exhale from the tip of your nose.
Next to him, Zhao Mengyao continued to scream, purely as a soundtrack.
Tan Wenbin shook the cigarette ashes, pointed at her and smiled and said to everyone around him: "Damn, let her help me with my psychological construction. Who knew she did such a good job in my psychological construction."
He took another hard puff on the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stepped on it with the soles of his shoes.
Then he picked up the Yellow River shovel and slapped Zhao Mengyao on the head!
"Bang!"
The world is quiet.
Tan Wenbin raised his hand and said, "Sorry, I've disturbed everyone."
It has just ended here, and it is coming to an end over there.
However, Old Man Tian shouted: "Be careful, she's out!"
The woman ran out of the arch and came to the yard in front of the hall.
Old Man Tian had just bandaged his wound after injuring himself. He couldn't stop him in time, so he could only chase after him with two daggers hanging down from his hands.
Yinmeng drew out the whip, and Lin Shuyou quickly came to Li Zhuiyuan, and then his eyesight went dark, and Runsheng stood in front of him.
Tan Wenbin strode over carrying a bloody shovel.
Zhuang Zhuang now feels that his body is full of power. No matter how powerful the evil thing is, he can go up and touch it!
"Get out of the way, it's okay."
Li Zhuiyuan's voice extinguished the emotions of his companions, and Runsheng and Lin Shuyou also stepped aside.
The woman did not attack. She stood in front of Li Zhuiyuan, making meaningless syllables in her throat, as if she was begging.
At this time, wisps of black smoke rose from the location of the original ancestral hall. After the death of the owner of the cursed object, the curse was also resolved, which was also a kind of relief.
Women are also cursed objects. She is not dead yet, because she has not killed Zhao Xilu. She has tortured Zhao Xilu for a long time, and now, she has not let him die completely.
Leaving her biggest enemy alone, she ran over and begged the boy.
The woman's bloody hands were placed on her shoulders, patting them hard.
There are three lamps on the living person, one on the head and two on the shoulders.
The two lamps on the woman's shoulders are her two children.
She is Zhao Xilu's curse, and her two children are her curse. This means that when Zhao Xilu dies, she will be taken away with her two children.
The woman wants to die, she wants revenge, and she also wants to be freed, but she doesn't want her two children to die with her, because this kind of death... means that the soul is gone, and there is no chance of reincarnation.
Each of them has been in this world for less than a hundred days and less than a month. They have not really opened their eyes to see the world.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the woman and said, "Do you want your two children to be separated from you and want them to be reincarnated?"
The woman nodded excitedly.
On the eaves, Zhao Yi said: "Even if they leave, they cannot reincarnate. If you don't care, they will be lonely ghosts living outside. If you don't care... Only by accumulating merit and eliminating karma can they get the opportunity to reincarnate. In the next life... they can be born." To a good home.”
Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked at Zhao Yi.
The young master of the Zhao family must have prepared himself mentally, and the fear and fear in his eyes were no longer there when he looked at him again.
Li Zhuiyuan said bluntly: "Don't you find it annoying that you keep testing me?"
Accumulating merit does not imply walking across the river.
Zhao Yi shook his head and said: "At first it was to test, but now, I want to know the answer."
He, Zhao Yi, wanted to represent Jiujiang Zhao Zuojiang, but at the same time, Jiang Shang could only compete for one Dragon King.
At first, he wanted to test the other person's identity and family background; now, he wanted to confirm whether he wanted to leave Jiang.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't respond to him first, but walked up to the woman. After forming a seal with his hands, he placed his hands on the woman's shoulders. When he took his hands back, the palms of his hands were faintly black, and it seemed that he could still hear the two babies. Alternating "giggles" of laughter.
Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at Shuyou Lin.
Shuyou Lin was stunned for a moment, what does it have to do with me?
Then, he immediately realized something and said: "The method does not distinguish between good and evil, it only depends on the person who uses it. Even if you control ghosts, you can eliminate demons and protect the way."
Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin already understood what Xiaoyuan was going to do, and he squatted down simply.
Li Zhuiyuan clasped his hands upside down and placed them on Tan Wenbin's shoulders.
"Raising ghosts will shorten your life."
Tan Wenbin smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, haven't they both already been folded? It's useless for me to leave so much. Anyway, they can be made up for."
It doesn't matter if he loses his life or not, the main thing is that he can borrow the power of the ghost again, so that in the future he won't have to stay behind every time he fights.
By the way, these two can also accumulate merit and be reincarnated.
Tan Wenbin stood up and took a breath of cold air: "Oh, it suddenly feels so cold..."
"We will deal with the reconciliation when we go back, just endure it for now."
"It's okay, I can bear it." Tan Wenbin gently touched his shoulders, "I seem to hear the children's snoring. The two little guys are asleep."
The woman knelt down. She was not kneeling down to thank him, because she had lost most of her human abilities during the long period of torture.
Her left and right arms were bent, and she hummed an unpleasant children's song, as if she was remembering or saying goodbye.
Zhao Xilu, who had already been tortured by Ling Chi, died.
Black mist also rose from the woman's body, and her singing became weaker and weaker. Finally, she was frozen there motionless, still holding the two children in her arms.
it's over.
"Master, Master, let me pick you up." Mr. Tian raised his arms and lowered his hands, preparing to pick up his young master from the roof.
Zhao Yi ignored it, but continued to stare at Li Zhuiyuan and asked: "Tell me, are you up there?"
Old man Tian was a little confused. What happened to the young master? The matter is over and we can go home. Is it possible that these people will silence themselves afterwards?
Oops, my hands are useless now!
Li Zhuiyuan looked up at him again,
Said:
"I'm on the river, do you dare to come down?"
(End of chapter)