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Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Drought

The Corpse Inn 1 凝眸七弦伤 1672Words 2018-03-22
A total of eight bolts of lightning struck the strange man, and the strange man could no longer stand up. He was lying on the ground, his vocal cords seemed to have been struck by lightning, but his eyes kept staring at the red demon, and there seemed to be a trace of tenderness in his scorched eyes. . "Xiao Rou." The strange man's lips moved, the red evil seemed to have a human nature, and there seemed to be a kind of crystal liquid flickering in the eyes that were not yet fully formed. "Earth fire!" The strange man suddenly stood up like a flash of light, and screamed with all his strength in his voice that had been damaged by lightning.

Suddenly, with the weirdo as the center, a crimson spread began to spread, and everything it went was swallowed by it, turning crimson. Wei Qiuxi became nervous for a moment, with a formula drawn in his hand, the red spread to the grave where they were, and began to devour all the places Wei Qiuxi was in. Wei Qiuxi tapped the spell with the copper coin sword in his hand, and the yellow spell and red began to alternate like a tug of war. After a while, the red stopped in the middle of the spell. Wei Qiuxi felt relieved and relaxed. In one breath, the corners of the eyes and temples were covered with beads of sweat.

Looking at the strange man again, the corpses of the strange man, Hong Sha, and the poor county magistrate Yang, including several nearby graves, all turned red, but the graves where they were located remained the same. "What the hell is this?" The so-called ground fire did not have the momentum of the thunder just now. Zhang Ye had expected it, but now he couldn't help but be disappointed. At this time, a gust of mountain wind blew over, and with a bang, those red-stained graves collapsed like weathered sand castles, turning into a pile of red powder, and the one person and two corpses remained motionless, but their whole bodies had turned into red powder. Like grains of powder, slowly flying with the mountain wind, the scene was extremely strange.

Who has ever seen such a strange scene, everyone was petrified, and no one moved for a while. After a long time, Zhang Ye stuck out his tongue and said, "This, this seems to be interesting." After finishing speaking, he was about to go out, but Wei Qiuxi hurriedly stopped him, saying: "Don't move, it's at least a few thousand degrees here, once you go, you can guarantee the same fate as that person." Zhang Ye was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his raised foot, and said awkwardly: "I've been tired all night, I think it's better for me to sleep now, anyway, there's nothing to do now."

Nothing to say all night. The next morning, Wei Qiuxi stood up, tested the red sand outside with a copper coin sword, and said: "You can go, it should be cold." "What about Hanba?" "It must have been unrefined, I don't know, alas, this poor man has spent decades of hard work in vain, alas..." Wei Qiuxi couldn't help but sighed as he saw that the place where the strange man was originally turned into a pile of pink powder. "To sum up, is our busy work for nothing this night?" Zhang Ye scolded, "Now that your God of Joy is also cremated, you wouldn't grab a handful of this thing here, and then go back and tell people, I went out for Joy God, what comes back are the ashes, and when the time comes, your signboard for exorcising corpses will be completely smashed! Haha."

"I will go back and explain this myself. I don't want you to worry about it. My surname Wei will remember it for the rest of your life. If you need help in the future, feel free to come to my Wei family. Even if I am gone, as long as it is me, Wei The people at home will definitely do their best to help.” "Forget it, as long as you don't wrong us in the future." Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Your so-called descendants of your Wei family are just a little bit, and I don't think he can be relied on." At this time, Zhang Laosi suddenly interjected: "What do you mean by betting your life yesterday? Could it be that if your spells couldn't resist the fire at that time, would we be the same as them now, turning into a pile of red sand?" gone?"

"This is not important anymore. The important thing is that we are all alive now." Zhang Laosi nodded and said, "I see." He stopped talking. "That's it, let's say goodbye today, green mountains and green waters, see you in the future." Wei Qiuxi cupped his hands and said. "Well, Zhang Ye, let's go." After speaking, Zhang Laosi took the lead down the mountain. "By the way," Wei Qiuxi seemed to think of something, and said, "I don't have any talismans on me anymore, and I still have some cinnabar. You can take it and apply it on your body—you have touched the god of joy, and you have been poisoned by the corpse. I’ll give it to you in time, just paint it once or twice and you’ll be fine.”

Zhang Laosi took Chensha and looked at Wei Qiuxi with a strange look. Wei Qiuxi gave a dry cough to cover up his inner embarrassment. Looking at the backs of the three of Zhang's walking away, Wei Qiuxi said to Wei Ning: "Let's go too, first go back to the corpse inn." At this time, Wei Ning was playing with some kind of stone in his hand. The stone was crimson all over, but it was smooth and smooth. Wei Qiuxi wondered, "What is this? Where did you get it?" "I just picked it up on the ground. I thought it was fun, so I picked it up." "Oh." Wei Qiuxi played with the red ball in his hands for a while, then returned it to Wei Ning, "Keep it safe."

Wei Ning put away the stone happily, and walked ahead with a hop. Wei Qiuxi behind sighed, and there seemed to be a red liquid flowing out of his nose. Wei Qiuxi touched it with his hand, and then a long sighed.How does the grandson who got a new toy know that there are huge waves rolling in his grandpa's heart at this time. After Wei Qiuxi and the two left, Zhang Ye sneaked back again, picked up the giant wolf's mouth, and threw it behind the knife. "Whether it's useful or not, you'll know if you try it." After finishing speaking, his hands drooped on the handle of the knife, and he swayed down the mountain.

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