Jin Se

Chapter 38: disaster

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Over the years, Shi Wuduan was either fleeing or rebelling. He was engaged in the business of keeping his feet on the ground and his head on his waistband. Finally, he went to the town of powder to try something new. Choking into a sneeze bug, growing to such a big size, I always thought I was quite knowledgeable about human affairs, but in fact I didn't understand farts, so I was stunned at that time.

After some time, he thought belatedly, Xiao Ion is... Kissing my mouth

What should I do? He asked himself, and then his suddenly rusty head thought for a long time before he came to a conclusion-don't know!

He was in a daze until Bai Li let go of him, and seemed to bite his lips lightly and ambiguously.

"Understood?" Bai Li squinted his eyes, but his eyes still fell on Shi Wudu's slightly red lips bitten by him.

Shi Wuduan shook his head in bewilderment, still feeling very awkward, couldn't help wiping his mouth with his hand, jumped off the branch, and said, "You... this..."

"Which one?"

Shi Wuduan was dumbfounded for a moment. He heard Bai Li's conversation with that unknown person that night, and guessed in his heart that it might be the sect of myriad demons opened by Yan Zhen, a master of esoteric Buddhism, so he wanted to keep Bai Li.

He could hardly imagine what it would be like to be an enemy of Bai Li one day. So... what to do? These days, Shi Wudu not only deal with those jumping up and down, but also intentionally take Baili around in Haining County from time to time, pretending to be casual and mentioning what it was like here before, and even sometimes talking with people from the Dagan Dynasty. The warlord deliberately did not avoid Bai Li when socializing.

—Let you see why we have taken this step today, why we took a hoe to smash the horoscope of the yamen and opened the gate with a high threshold, and rose up to let you know that I was right.

Step by step, he imperceptibly insinuated and insinuated Bai Li, and sometimes even clinged shamelessly to each other—I have been friends with you for so long, do you want to become my enemy

Shi Wuduan knew that he only had to nod his head at this moment, and Bai Li would be able to stay. Xia Duanfang said that there are thousands of demons in his shadow, so his identity is self-evident, and Bai Li's attitude may change the whole world. The cause and effect of Mozong and Dagan...

But... this is ridiculous.

Bai Li was sitting on a branch, with a silver bow on his shoulders, which made him look as if he was glowing, his eyes stared at Shi Wudu without blinking, Shi Wudu's eyes suddenly darkened, and his heart Knowing that this kind of thing can't be said casually anyway, so he sighed, lowered his eyes, raised his head again, and avoided talking about the whole thing, just said: "Come down, little ion, let's go first go back."

Bai Li came down from the branch without making a sound, and followed behind him with his head down. The two of them laughed and laughed all the way up, but they didn't talk to each other when they went down. After a while, Bai Li suddenly took a step forward, holding Shi Wudulu's hands that were freezing cold in the cold wind with both hands. His own hands were also very cold, only a little warmth in the palm of his hand, so he used that little warmth to warm Shi Wu's hands.

It vaguely reveals a little meaning of being dependent on each other.

Shi Wuyuan paused, but didn't say anything.

It wasn't until they left for a long time that the sky turned white, and a figure turned out from behind the big tree—it was the one who talked to Bai Li that night a long time ago.

The man was dressed in indigo blue clothes, his body was thin, his facial features were carved like a knife, a black shadow like a piece of cloth slowly rose from behind him, making the sound of bubbling water, the man looked at Shi Wudu and Bai Leaving the direction of going down the mountain, he sighed, and said to the "cloth man" fluttering on the side: "When I assisted Master Yan to open the sect of ten thousand demons, I didn't know that the new demon king was so young."

Bu Pian Ren said: "Gudu Gudu."

The man in the blue shirt frowned, and said: "I thought he had listened to what I said last time, but I didn't expect that after a year, he really wasn't even the slightest bit attached to that person. How can someone who is in charge of big things be so concerned about this?" Ruo Wu's personal relationship is stumbling?"

The cloth man floated high, waving in the wind like a raised flag, and said, "Gudu."

The man from Qingshan sighed: "This time we can't ask the demon king to return to his throne, I'm afraid that the lower officials will not be able to explain to Mr. Yan."

The Patchman looked down at the man condescendingly, which was a bit difficult for him - given that he didn't seem to have a neck.

The man's eyes flickered in the morning light—the mountains and rivers stretched and stretched across thousands of miles, and the history is endless, but those days when the golden and iron horses would reach their peak are gone forever. Everyone knows the way of ups and downs, and the beginning of change is a natural law, but when it's your turn to really stand on the edge of this era, no one is willing to admit it.

Studying poetry and books hard, or practicing Sanjiu in winter and summer in summer, isn't it just to show your ambitions and live up to what you have learned in your life? Which high-spirited young man does not have the dream of turning the building into a collapsed one, and which gold list does not hold the thought of becoming a general when he is named. The teachings of the saints for thousands of years are all about "self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace". The saint is right, sometimes the saint will talk nonsense, but no one is willing to admit that they are those unlucky ghosts who have been told nonsense.

What used to support this country was the secret covenant of the three popes, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, gentleness, respectfulness and thrift. Now, at the end of the journey, the majestic imperial court officials will one day have to work together with the monsters who tore up the cracks from the 18th floor of hell up.

The cloth figure spun like a fallen leaf and landed in front of the man, the man raised his head to look at it, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked: "I heard that you killed someone here for your master? "

There was a rapid "gurgling" sound from the mouth of the cloth piece. Anyone who heard it thought it was a pot of hot water boiling. As if he heard various meanings in his bubbling voice, he stretched out his hand to suppress his voice, and said, "I know about that, but I was stopped by your master later, and I'm afraid I sold a cheap one to that kid surnamed Shi." .”

The man narrowed his eyes: "I've been secretly visiting Haining County for the past few days, Shi... for no reason, this young man is not simple, if that's the case, we can't keep him."

The cloth man groaned, as if hesitating a little. It stretched out a black claw from its dark body, and it seemed as if it could not see its fingers. It grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and the man turned his head to look at it. He tilted his head and smiled, and asked, "Why, are you hesitating again? Are you afraid that your master will blame you?"

The cloth man didn't boil the water any more, and he held on to the hem of his clothes. The man finally shook his head and said, "He will figure it out."

Then he broke free from the little black claws, strode down the mountain, and muttered to himself: "In these days, people are not as pure-hearted as these little monsters who only rely on instinct, alas!"

As if he wanted to verify this sentence, he was so sad for the spring and autumn, and at the same time, he planned a conspiracy in his heart.

In Haining County, the celebration of General Gu's wedding hadn't passed away, and the shy bride hadn't learned how to talk to her husband's friends who were rough and unscrupulous, then something happened—a strange disease spread in the city. Slowly spread out.

In the beginning, it was only the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled who died of diseases one after another. There were more and more funerals in the city. However, everyone did not take this seriously. It’s always hard to get over it, and then gradually the corpses of homeless people on the street began to increase. At first glance, they looked like they were frozen to death, but the snow had already started to melt. In the weather of July and September, Haining was in the South China Sea again. It's not cold anymore.

A gangster became suspicious and checked the corpse, only to find that the internal organs and bones of the corpse were all black.

Just before he could distinguish whether it was a strange disease or poisoning, and just when he reported the matter, the assistant began to feel that there was something wrong with his body, and he seemed to weaken very quickly, and every day I would start to pant after walking a few steps in the day, and feel dizzy when I stand a little too hard.

This guy was originally a man in his thirties, his family had a field, and he worked in the field on weekdays. Naturally, he was in excellent health, but within three or two days, he was so thin that he almost collapsed, and two days later , was found dead at home, wrapped in a quilt, several stoves were lit in the room, and it was extremely warm when the door was opened. The dead man had already begun to rot, but he looked like he had been frozen to death.

Xia Duanfang looked at the people inside through the window—he was always at odds with Shi Wuduan at first, but then somehow, according to eyewitnesses, one night the head of Xia suddenly squatted down like a dead old lady. In the yard, he whimpered and cried to the sixth master for half the night, and then the priest suddenly performed his duty, as if he planned to hang out in the Red Turban Army.

Xia Duanfang suddenly stretched out his hand and made a strange gesture. A spell appeared in his hand. Xia Duanfang stuck the spell on the wall, and everyone around could see clearly that the outside of the house looked like As if covered by a layer of black air, a huge shell rose faintly, and the talisman hit the "shell", and a pitch-black flame ignited, burning it up in an instant.

"How is it?" Shi Wuduan who was following him asked.

"I'm afraid...he died unexpectedly." Xia Duanfang replied hesitantly.

Shi Wuduan said blankly: "Choking to death while eating is also a kind of untimely death."

Xia Duanfang was rarely quick to talk to him, he licked his obscene goatee, frowned and thought for a while, his face was a little dignified, and after a while, he said to the person next to him: "You Go and call my big disciple and tell him to take my eighteen pennants and use them with me."

After a while, Xia Xiaoyi, Xia Duanfang's big apprentice, holding a lot of pennants in his arms, ran over like a moving bamboo pole, and shouted: "Master!"

Xia Duanfang instructed Xia Xiaoyi to plant eighteen pennants in different positions in the courtyard, and lit eighteen candles in the formation. Shi Wuduan led the others out of the formation to make room for him. Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the courtyard, Xia Xiaoyi yelled "Mother Ye", then left the master in the formation without any hope, and hid behind Shi Wuduan.

Then a puff of black air rushed out from the corpse, and sprayed right at the candles. Eighteen candles were extinguished at the same time, and the black air actually condensed into a human bone in the air. go.

"Run away." Xia Duanfang said.

"I saw it." Shi Wuduan also raised his neck, "Lao Xia, what is this thing? Who is making trouble in Haining?"

Xia Duanfang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly screened the others away, and threw out his first apprentice Xia Xiaoyi, then turned his head and said to Shi Wuduan: "I have a few words to tell you alone."

"Yeah." Shi Wuduan replied absent-mindedly.

"What is Baili, do you know by now?"

Shi Wuduan was startled, turned back to look at him, and asked, "Why, do you think it has something to do with him?"

Xia Duanfang's face was gloomy for a while, and he spit out a few words: "Nine out of ten."