Chapter 18 Chapter 17 The Mysterious Caravan

Di Yifei said in a deep voice; "Monk, with your virtue and ability, can you replace the surname Gu?" Zen Master Yimeng said solemnly: "The benefactor stepped into the Buddhist temple and behaved extremely domineeringly, obviously he didn't take the old monk seriously—" Di Yifei raised his head and laughed loudly: "Did you ever put someone in your eyes? The master must have overestimated himself!" With one dream and one eye, he shouted; "shut up!" Di Yifei couldn't help but said: "It seems that we have to fight first, you give me a slap."

Draw a circular arc from left to right with the single palm, and push it out slowly. He made no sound in his palms, as if he lacked strength, but Chan Master Yimeng's expression suddenly changed, it was hard to tell the truth from the palms of both sides, which really surprised him greatly.Especially for those who advanced, Di Yifei's palm hadn't been firmly struck yet, the free hand was on his chest and he rushed, Hu Hu made another five moves, the speed was beyond compare.Zen master Yimeng didn't seal it with his palm, he stepped on the Jiuguan position, and when the opponent had exhausted all five moves, he stepped back to the original position.

His gait was so brisk, it seemed as if he was standing in place without moving. Di Yifei said coldly: "Monk, why don't you avoid confrontation with Di Mou directly?" Zen Master Yimeng said: "If the old man doesn't take action, the benefactor will not forget that there are people outside, there is a sky beyond the sky!" His eyebrows flew up suddenly, he clasped his palms together, and pushed them out. Di Yifei said: "That's more plausible." With a horizontal movement of the left palm and a tremor of the right hand, he counterattacked obliquely, Zen Master Julian Yimeng suddenly changed his move halfway through the palm.

Di Yifei was caught off guard, and hastily withdrew his palms to avoid it. Zen Master Yimeng said, "How?" Di Yifei said: "Monk, don't be complacent. Di Mou avoids your palm. There are still killers below." Zen Master Yimeng said: "Then what are you waiting for?" Di Yifei sneered, and was about to strike out with a wave of his palm. Suddenly, Gu Qianwu stepped up and said: "Chan Master, please step back. Since this person is coming for Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke can deal with him alone." Di Yifei said: "This will save Di Mou a lot of trouble."

He turned his head and gave orders to the six men in silver clothes standing behind him: "Hou Guang, Wen Shengping, the two of you guard the left and right sides of the temple hall, beware of the one surnamed Gu who can't be beaten and escapes..." When the first two silver-clothed men responded, they jumped to the left and right respectively, and stood on both sides of the hall, while the other four men lined up, blocking the entrance of the hall. A silver-clothed man on the right side of Gu Qianwu Dynasty said: "Wen Shengping, do you still recognize Gu?" The silver-clothed man said expressionlessly:

"Of course I recognize you. In the past, you were our silver-clothed commander-in-chief, but now you are the criminal that Lord Zhen wants to arrest!..." Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Gu Mou didn't want to stay in Taizhao Castle for a long time, so he left a note to Master Zhen to resign as the leader of the Silver Clothes Team and left. Unexpectedly, he became suspicious of him. Master Zhen is a sinister and cruel person. I advise you to stay with Gu." A certain heir should leave early, or sooner or later there will be unforeseen disasters." Wen Shengping was slightly moved, and immediately said:

"Master Zhen said a few days ago that you came to Taizhaobao five years ago to be hired as the leader of the Silver Clothes Team. Just like the boy surnamed Zhao, you came here for the purpose of being an undercover agent—" the voice paused, and he continued. : "Since the castle master has ordered, we have no choice but to offend you." Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Wen Shengping, before you joined the Taizhaobao Silver Clothes Team, you were a prominent figure in Jiangnan martial arts, why did you willingly lie dormant? Besides, Hou Guang and Xiong Jingnian are both..."

Di Yifei interrupted from the side: "My surname is Gu, have you talked enough nonsense?" Gu Qianwu Shen said: "Can't you wait to get your hands on it?" Di Yifei didn't even talk, and raised his palms together, the palms gradually turned blue! With a glance, Gu Qianwu suddenly took a step back and cried out: "Blue palm?" Di Yifei laughed wildly and said, "You can settle it yourself." Gu Qianwu raised his eyes and said: "The blue-patterned palm is nothing?" Master Yimeng's expression on the side has become heavy, and he thought in his heart:

"Qingwenzhang?...Qingwenzhang?...But this Di person in front of me is from Mobei. I don't know how he is related to the unfathomable first person in Mobei, Lan Fawang?" At this time, Di Yifei, a stranger from the desert, issued a "blue pattern palm" to Gu Qianwu! I saw his figure soaring into the air, with his palms cut downwards, a gust of cold wind hissed out from the abnormally colored palms, coiling like snails, more like ripples in water, gushing out circles of green Every time the cold air gushes out in a circle, it moves closer to the opponent. After gushing out of the fifth largest circle, the palm approached less than three feet in front of Gu Qianwu's body, and it became a mess, and the green air was hesitating.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help exclaiming, he knew that Di Yifei's kung fu was amazing, but he didn't want to be so overbearing. Qingwen's palm force surged quickly, and Gu Qianwu had no room for consideration, and it was absolutely impossible to even slow down or delay. He let out a loud voice and shouted: "Hey!" All of a sudden, his robes swelled up, and his true energy remained concentrated. Gu Qianwu did not retreat but advanced, and his figure also rushed up. Almost at the same moment, he held everything on his chest with one palm, and pushed across with a move of "Liu Ding Kai Shan".

His palm "Liu Ding Kaishan" is like pushing out a heavy pole. The opponent's palm was slightly suffocated, and then rushed up again. Gu Qianwu took several steps in the air, his figure slowly descended, and his palm Swipe all the way down until it hits the ground.In this moment, he had already encountered more than ten palms with the "Qingwen Palm", and after landing on the ground, his body was still as firm as a rock! Zhao Ziyuan watched in a daze, and suddenly heard Chan Master Yimeng whispering: "Amitabha, there is another young master in the martial arts world!" Di Yifei stood there in a daze, as if he couldn't figure out how his "green pattern palm" could be ineffective in one blow?Suddenly he raised his head to the sky and roared, turned around and led his horse out of the temple. The six silver-clothed men looked at each other for quite a while, and then led their horses out one after another, ignoring the torrential rain outside, and galloped away. Zen Master Yimeng let out a low cry and said: "The little benefactor is so powerful that Liu Ding Kaishan." Gu Qianwu smiled indifferently and said: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Zhao Ziyuan said: "Brother Gu's kung fu is so brilliant, he fooled my younger brother badly before." Gu Qianwu smiled awkwardly and said: "Little brother really has something hard to say. In Taizhao Castle, I have to restrain my edge and pretend that I don't know much about martial arts, so as not to arouse suspicion." Zhao Ziyuan thought: "Unspeakable secrets? I don't have unspeakable secrets. It seems that when people get along with each other, it is very difficult to see each other sincerely." So I stopped asking.Gu Qian Martial Arts: "That Di just now was actually not defeated, it's just that the blue-patterned palm he thought he could win was broken by me, and he was embarrassed for a while, so he retreated in a hurry..." Zen Master Yimeng nodded and said: "That's the truth. The benefactor Di's martial arts are very weird. I'm afraid he will come again in the future." Zhao Ziyuan suddenly remembered something and muttered to himself: "A miracle, how can there be such a miracle in the world?" Gu Qianwu was surprised and said: "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "The statue of Di Yifei has a very close relationship with Zhen Dingyuan. He once ran around to collect three broken swords for Lord Zhen, and was hired again as the leader of the Taizhao Castle Silver Team. , the plot is not good for Zhen Dingyuan, this person is sitting on the fence, trying to please both sides, there must be some strange conspiracy in it!" Immediately, he narrated what he saw and heard in the wilderness hut one by one. The three of them discussed it, and it was decided that Di Yifei would come again, and since Zhen Dingyuan knew that Gu Qianwu was hiding in the temple, how could he give up easily, so Gu and Zhao bid farewell to Zen Master Yimeng and left Guangling Temple. Gu Qianwu and Zhao Ziyuan walked for a while in the rain, but because they went on different paths, they parted ways... The raindrops fell even more heavily along the way, misty rain covered the corners of the sky for half of the day, blowing mountains and seas along with the swaying wind, the wind and rain did not stop, and the night was getting darker and darker. Gray clouds drifted over, and a burst of raindrops hit Zhao Ziyuan's body sharply. The wind and rain covered the sky and covered the ground, making people feel that there was nothing but darkness around them. Zhao Ziyuan has been soaked by the rain and turned into a drowned chicken. He looked at the confused distance, the foggy mountains and trees, and murmured to himself: "It's raining too hard. The weather in the north is so cloudy and unpredictable. I was supposed to take shelter in the temple before going on my way..." After walking for a while, the rain subsided slightly, and the wind was no longer as biting as frost and hail. In this gloom, behind Zhao Ziyuan came the sound of rattling wheels, and a cold voice said in his ear: "Get out of the way, are you trying to die?" Zhao Ziyuan looked back, and saw a caravan approaching, with a charioteer sitting on the front of the car, two cold eyes were fixed on Zhao Ziyuan! Zhao Ziyuan was startled, he thought to himself that the caravan seemed to fall from the sky, and he didn't notice it when he got behind it, even though it was raining, why didn't the car and horses make a sound? The man sitting in the front of the car and driving the horse had most of his hat covered, only his forehead and a pair of shining eyes were exposed. When he turned around, the man pulled up the reins, and the wagon stopped beside Zhao Ziyuan. The man said coldly: "Boy, you are wandering on the road in a daze on a rainy night. Can I teach you to buy this road? You don't need to pass the caravan!" Seeing the other party's bad tone, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help feeling angry, and said: "Besides the road, why don't you just buy this road so you can't walk?" The man sneered disdainfully: "Hey? You stand in the middle of the road and still want to make excuses?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "We know exactly who is making unreasonable words." The man said sharply: "Boy, your mouth is very hard, I'd like to weigh how much you weigh." After saying that, he lightly waved his arm, and the three-point cold star struck Zhao Ziyuan's throat like lightning. This time it became hasty, Zhao Ziyuan never expected that the other party would launch a surprise attack on him in a few words, and the attack was so vicious, the distance between the two sides was so close, and the three-point cold star came so suddenly, it was unstoppable Block, avoid unavoidable. Zhao Ziyuan was quick and wise, he could bend his hands back suddenly, and at the same time, he fell to the ground and lay on his back—— "Chi, chi, chi", three steel needles as thin as a cow's hair flew past his belly, and when they landed on the left side of the road, the man was stunned and said: "Boy, it turns out that you are not simple." Zhao Ziyuan's face darkened, and said: "Your honor dares to stab someone in the back..." He subconsciously stared at the three cold stars that fell on the ground, and saw that although the steel needles were small, the needles were black and dull, obviously very poisonous. Zhao Ziyuan was startled and thought; "This burst of poisonous needles is exactly the same as the poisonous needles blown by the stumped red-clothed mouth, making it impossible to defend against. Could it be that the poison fed on the needles is also Malan's poison?" Xuan thought to himself: "But Malan's poison is said to be unique to the Shuibo Green House. Why did the driver in front of him use this kind of poisonous needle?..." Just as he was thinking, a weary female voice suddenly came from inside the hood: "Ma Ji, have you clashed with someone again?" The driver replied: "My lord, this person is walking in the middle of the road and blocking the way of the caravan, clearly intending to offend..." The weary female voice interrupted: "I see very clearly, either, you should hurry up and get rid of him, or you should simply leave him alone, it's important to hurry." Zhao Ziyuan looked at the wagon secretly, and saw that the body was five feet larger than normal wagons. There were gray tarpaulins on the front, back, left, and right sides, but there were two small round cloths on the front wheel. The hole is not easy to find unless you look carefully. He suddenly realized that the reason why the woman in the wagon said she could see very clearly was because she could see things outside clearly through the two round holes in the tarpaulin. The driver Ma Ji said: "Can my subordinates use the Qisha Poison Knife?" As soon as the word "Qishsha Poison Knife" came out, Zhao Ziyuan's heart was shocked again, and he thought to himself: Master once said to himself at that time that "Qisha Poison Knife" is a poisonous knife used by Shuibo Green House alone. This knife cuts through the skin, the poison immediately invades the human body and causes swelling and cracks, it is more uncomfortable than a capital crime, so when he heard the words "lacquered sand poison knife", he couldn't help but shudder. said the weary woman's voice in the caravan; "Okay, but you must cut off his arms and legs within three strokes, let him suffer, but don't kill him." Zhao Ziyuan cursed in his heart; "What a vicious woman! Cutting off an arm and a foot is just a bit of a pain, and the face hidden behind the hood must be a vicious dominatrix!" The driver Ma Ji gave Zhao Ziyuan a dark smile and said; "Hey, boy, accept your fate." While speaking, he took out a short white knife from his arms, and shook it towards Zhao Ziyuan's face, but his body remained on the platform without moving. Do it? Ma Ji held a dagger in his hand, and stroked slowly in the air, Zhao Ziyuan felt that a scorching wind was approaching following the stroke, this shock was indeed no small matter, he hurriedly kicked his hands and feet together, and leaned up "swipe" Step back a few steps. Ma Ji's face was pale, and Fang was about to jump out of the car, when the voice of the woman in the caravan sounded at the right time: "Ma Ji, move slowly, there are people lurking beside the road—" As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of soldiers in the grass on the left side of the road, and a person slowly stepped out! Zhao Ziyuan was even more astonished, his mind was disturbed by the wind and rain, the woman was watching from the hood, her hearing response was still so sensitive, it's unimaginable how powerful her skills are. The masked man had a slight limp and was extremely ugly. He limped towards the car and stood on the right side of Zhao Ziyuan.Zhao Ziyuan blurted out: "God of disaster, old ugly! It's you..." The crippled ugly man was the God of Disaster, Zhao Ziyuan had met this man twice in the cemetery in the suburbs of the ghost town and at the mansion of Jinling Cross Spear Maikie. related, so there is no lack of hostility towards Zhao Ziyuan. He glanced at Zhao Ziyuan indifferently and remained silent. The tired female voice in the hood said: "The God of Calamity, Old Chou? Hmm, I've heard of this name before, and it's quite well-known in the world, ummm..." The God of Calamity, Lao Chou, is quite a respectable person. He is both good and evil, black and white. Almost everyone knows the name of Lao Chou, but now he is rated as a little famous by a woman. Zhao Ziyuan thought that Lao Chou would definitely explode Undoubtedly, he didn't care about it indifferently.The old ugly faced the caravan and said in a deep voice: "It's easy to say." The woman in the car said: "Old ugly, what are you doing sneaking around in the grass?" The God of Calamity, Old Chou, pondered, and said; "I passed by here just now and saw the fairy's caravan from afar. I was curious for a while, so I stopped to watch for a while, and had no other intentions at all..." The woman in the caravan let out a soft moan and interrupted; "Old ugly, who do you call a fairy?" Calamity God Old Chou said in astonishment: "You—are you not Ka... Kagawa..." Before he finished speaking, the tarpaulin moved slightly, and then was pulled up by a corner, a pair of arms as white as onion jade.Slowly protruding from the gap in the tarpaulin—— Calamity God's old ugly glanced at the green ring on the finger of the jade arm, his body trembled violently, he waited for a while, but he couldn't say a word. The woman in the car retracted her jade arm, giggled coquettishly and said: "Seeing the ring is like seeing a person, you should know who I am, old ugly, right?" Calamity God Old Chou shuddered and said: "Old people have eyes but no pearls, eyes but no pearls." The woman in the car said: "Old Chou God of Disaster, since I met you unexpectedly here today, let me ask you something—" Calamity God Old Chou said: "I know everything." The woman in the caravan said coldly: "Don't you know about your own affairs? Not long ago, it was heard that you united with many fellow martial artists, including the Beggar Gang, the Three Heiyan Brothers, and the Venerable Chaotian, and went to Bijie to support the Cross Spear Maik, in order to deal with professional swordsmen. Hand, is this true?" Calamity God Old Chou said in surprise: "You, where did you get the news?" The woman in the caravan said: "Is there any piece of news in the martial arts world that would escape the eyes and ears of the owner of the green house, it's just nonsense." Calamity God Old Chou hesitated for a moment, and said: "The fact is that the old man has been with Mai Cross Gun for many years, so he has to do his best for his friend." The woman snorted coldly and said: "It's nice to say, I'm afraid there are other motives." Old Chou remained silent, and the woman in the caravan said: "I just need your confirmation, now you can go." The God of Calamity, Old Chou, felt relieved, turned around and walked away quickly. Zhao Ziyuan looked at the back of the old ugly who was going away, and was in a daze for a while, wondering what the green ring on the finger of the snow-white arm that stretched out the car symbolized?Why would the God of Misfortune and the ugly old man who has borrowed the name be so frightened? At this time, the heavy rain has stopped and the wind has gradually weakened, but the earth is still dark, and the sky is always the darkest when it is almost dawn. A cup of tea time passed... The tired female voice in the car said: "Ma Ji, how long has that old ugly been gone?" The driver Ma Ji replied: "A moment." The woman whispered: "A moment is enough, you hurry up and gallop, you have to catch up with the evil old ugly within five miles..." Ma Ji was taken aback, and said: "How to deal with this kid who is blocking the way?" His eyes kept falling on Zhao Ziyuan, as if he was waiting for the woman in the car to come down, and immediately wanted to swallow Zhao Ziyuan alive. The woman spoke in a cold voice: "Ma Ji, I ordered you to chase after the god of evil as soon as possible. Is there any room for you to make your own decisions? How can you have time to take care of this brat right now?" Ma Ji didn't dare to say anything, he just stared at Zhao Ziyuan fiercely, and rode his horse ready to go. Zhao Ziyuan turned his thoughts on the wire and shouted: "Wait—" Ma Ji said: "Get out of here, boy..." With a wave of his horsewhip, he covered Zhao Ziyuan with his head in his pocket. Zhao Ziyuan was in a trance, and Liangcai came to his senses. He reached out and patted the mud off his clothes, and set off on his way. It was late at night, and the sky after the rain did not have any moonlight and stars. The darkness made him feel dull and suffocating, and the road was quiet without any sound. After walking for nearly a second, there was a large forest in front of him, and the road stretched back and forth into the depths of the forest. Zhao Ziyuan walked forward for a few steps, and his heart suddenly moved for no reason, and an old saying in the world flashed into his mind—— "No entry in the forest!" He looked at the woods, and an inexplicable ominous premonition quietly rose in his heart, and he staggered unknowingly. Just as he walked between the spiders, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps coming from the forest. In an instant, Zhao Ziyuan's face darkened, his palms crossed in front of his chest, he was full of energy, and he was ready to strike at any time in case of accidents. Shang Yexiao cooed, as if laughing at his over-tension. The sound of footsteps was approaching, only branches and leaves were separated, and a person staggered and ran out. Zhao Ziyuan took a closer look, and it was a limping old ugly man! Old Chou seemed to have lost all his strength, he couldn't help panting, he rushed to Zhao Ziyuan a few steps away, and fell to the ground with hesitation! Zhao Ziyuan exclaimed in surprise: "Old ugly... old ugly..." Calamity God and Old Chou writhed on the ground in pain, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. At this moment, his ugly face was covered with jet black, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and he seemed to be poisoned by the situation. Zhao Ziyuan didn't know what to do, when he suddenly heard that God of Disaster and Chou let out a strange cry, his mouth breathed, and his hands violently tore at his chest, blood and flesh were messed up immediately, and the corset was shattered into pieces. Zhao Ziyuan shouted: "You're crazy!" He made a decisive decision, and at the same time pointed out the acupoints on both arms of Lao Chou. Calamity God Old Chou said intermittently: "The female snail... I saw the female snail..." His body was wriggling non-stop, his face and facial features were huddled into a strange shape, which made him look even more ugly. Suddenly he kicked his heels, his eyes popped out, and then he couldn't move anymore. Zhao Ziyuan heard Lao Chou mutter the last few incomprehensible words, then fell to the ground and died. He was stunned by this sudden change for a while, and was at a loss for what to do. Suddenly, a strange feeling rose in his chest, and he silently said to himself: "Old Chou was killed here within five miles, and the death condition is so strange... By the way, Wuli, didn't the woman in the wagon just now ordered Ma Jide to catch up with Old Chou within five miles? Coincidentally, Old Chou was killed five miles away..." Thought of here but feel heavy heart.Looking up at the dark jungle in front of him, there was a vaguely mysterious and bleak atmosphere, and his mind seemed to be controlled by tension before he knew it. Zhao Ziyuan thought to himself: "If the murderer who killed the evil god and the ugly man still stays in the forest, I don't know if I will meet the same fate if I enter the forest rashly?" He finally overcame the chill in his heart, stepped into the jungle, stepped on a dead leaf, and made a "rustling" sound, which was very clear in the quiet place of the forest.He walked through the woods cautiously, but nothing happened, Zhao Ziyuan was rather surprised. Now no longer stalled, I went straight to Dali Town, and when I returned to Gaoliang Restaurant, it was already dusk the next day, and the shop assistants were busy holding up lanterns at the store door, and the flickering lights cast some dizzy light, splashing on the street on the passing pedestrians. Zhao Ziyuan lingered in front of the restaurant for a while, recalling all the strange encounters he had experienced in the past few days, as if he had gone through hundreds of years. Fortunately, the malan toxin in his body had been detoxified, so he would not be under the control of others for life, but he didn't know that the red stump Will the man in clothes know the clues? He thought to himself: "The man in red with the stump made me take the absolute poison. He thought that I would absolutely have to obey his orders and serve him on his errands. Naturally, he didn't expect that I would remove the poison in my body by mistake. I might as well just use the plan and continue to pretend. , or some secrets may be revealed.” Thinking of this, he stopped a shop assistant and asked: "Tang Coffin, do you know if a middle-aged servant and an old man in red in a wheelchair still live in the store?" The clerk looked at Zhao Ziyuan and said: "Guest officer, you and the master and servant came together. Two days ago, I saw you three sitting at the same drinking table. It was you... no, no, it was the one in the wheelchair. The old man accidentally broke a wine glass, you asked me to change it again... The shop assistant chattered endlessly as soon as he started talking, Zhao Ziyuan interrupted with a wry smile: "I just want to ask you, have the master and servant left the shop?" The shopkeeper said: "No, they have been staying in the inn behind the restaurant for two days, and they seem to be waiting for someone. The old man once told me that if I see a gray carriage coming, let me go in and inform them." Zhao Ziyuan was moved when he heard the words, and he walked with ease, while the shop assistant continued to narrate endlessly: "I said guest officer, the temper of the master and servant is really weird. If you have nothing to do, you should not go in and disturb them. I sent a teapot in last night, but the servant yelled out. Well, this It's the first time I've seen this kind of guest..." Suddenly, a drinker in the store choked and interrupted his words: "Man, you are not talking so much, come and bring me a jar of old wine." Zhao Ziyuan shook his head dumbfounded, walked past the restaurant, came to the backyard inn, counted from east to west to the third wing, opened the door and entered. As soon as he entered the room, he could see the gloomy face of the man in red with the stump. At this moment, he was still huddled in the wheelchair, and the middle-aged servant Tianfeng stood beside him. Tianfeng rolled his eyes and said: "Boy, are you back?" Zhao Ziyuan said calmly: "Is it okay if you don't come back alive? You just have a huge poison in your body, and there is no hope for this life." He deliberately showed a depressed look, so as not to let the other party see his flaws. Tianfeng snorted coldly and said: "Since you also know the power of this, but you come when you want, leave when you want, and behave as usual, which shows that you don't take our master seriously." Zhao Ziyuan shrugged and said, "That's not true." The man in red with the stump turned the wheelchair, faced Zhao Ziyuan and said in a dark voice: "Boy, after you took the Malan poison pill, you have become the old man's servant, but you are free to come and go, and you have not fulfilled your duty as a servant at all. You just ignored the old man's warning to you a few days ago, right? ?” Zhao Ziyuan pretended to be respectful as much as possible and said: "Xiao Ke was confused for a while, so please wait for me." The disabled man snorted and said: "Afterwards, if you have a slight rebellion, and the ten-day poisoning old man doesn't give you an antidote, the internal organs will be eroded by the poison, and the muscles and veins of the whole body will be broken. Hehe, Tianfeng has witnessed the death of many poisoned people, or he I can tell you what will happen to those who dare to disobey this old man." Zhao Ziyuan subconsciously glanced at Tianfeng's face full of fear, and said: "Xiao Ke knows." Remnant Humane: "The old man doesn't want to put you to death, you have to be careful not to offend the old man." He never asked about Zhao Ziyuan's whereabouts in the past two days, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help wondering secretly. After a while, the stump said: "Baby, now you start to unload the old man—" Zhao Ziyuan said: "Uninstall?" Remnant Humane: "Don't pretend, you hid outside the door of the stone house in Jokhang Fort a few days ago, peeping at Tianfeng and unloading me. Didn't you realize that you are an old man? The old man was going to shout loudly. It happened that Meng Zhe surnamed Gu was in the dark and walked out of the window. You broke into the house and wanted to assassinate me, but you just let it go, you won't be too forgetful, right?" Zhao Ziyuan's heart trembled and he thought: "The man with the disabled limbs already knew about his peeping, but he has been silent. This kind of city is really not deep." Thinking of this, I couldn't help shivering, and now I had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the man in red. Push the person and the chair to the front of the bed. He didn't dare to do it for a long time, and the disabled man urged repeatedly: "Why do you still wear mushrooms? You take off my left hand and left foot first, followed by my right and right feet. You should know how to do it without waiting for Tianfeng's instructions." Zhao Ziyuan never dreamed that this unbelievable job would fall on him. At this moment, he couldn't stop, so he could only walk to the left side of the wheelchair in anxiety, like dismembering a living person, and put the left hand and left foot of the man in red at shoulder level. belly unloaded— Then he turned to the right side of the wheelchair and quickly removed his right hand and right foot one by one! Zhao Ziyuan reached out and pressed the handle of the wheelchair, the sound of "rolling" and "rolling" came on, and the cast steel seat slowly rose, revealing an empty box five feet square. He put the pair of hands and feet neatly into the box, and then put the remaining The limbed person was picked up from the wheelchair and placed on the bed, and the disabled person lay on the bed and said with satisfaction: "Boy, your movements are quite clean and neat. The old man did not choose the wrong servant." Zhao Ziyuan didn't say a word, the disabled man let out a sneer and replied: "The old man has been disabled for a long time, but there are very few people who know it. Do you think the old man is actually no different from a ball of meat?" Zhao Ziyuan carefully looked at the strange man with stumped limbs in front of him again, but saw that his hands and feet had been cut off at the root, and the wounds had formed into lumps of bloody warts. , Jue state is extremely horrible. Even though it was the second time for him to see such an astonishing sight, he still felt terrified and closed his eyes, not daring to look any further. He took a long breath and asked: "How did the master lose his limbs?" Suddenly, the stumped man showed an extremely strange and stern expression, and murmured: "Falling House... Red Death's Mask! Hey, Meatball, Meatball..." Tianfeng exclaimed: "Master, you...you..." The disabled person seemed to have never heard of it, and just kept muttering: "Falling House... Red Death's Mask! Hey, Meatball... Hehe..." All of a sudden, the expression on his face suddenly became stern, and his crystal pupils seemed to be covered with a phantom mist. Tianfeng exclaimed: "Master, you, what's the matter with you?" The handicapped man supported his body, rolled twice on the bed, and whispered hoarsely: "Meat ball, a ball of meat! Hehe..."