Grandpa is an old man after all. WwW. QuanBeN-XiaoShuo. When COm saw Wen Leyang, who was dying, he suddenly became violent. After being stunned for a moment, he asked: "Testing Nineteen? So Master Changli didn't escape far to heal his wounds!" Wen Leyang nodded quickly.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people skipped the forest and entered the place of birth, old age, sickness and death. A group of capable disciples of the Dead Master immediately came forward. These people are all elites with a dead calibre. Left in the red leaf forest by the fourth master. The person responsible for monitoring and controlling several other font sizes. To prevent the uncle at the end from escaping.
The Wen family's investigation into the monks hidden in the workshop was extremely secretive. Except for these close friends with dead names. Everyone in the village knows it. The leader stationed in the square nodded slightly to everyone. Signaling that all the disciples in the workshop are present. no one escaped
Si's voice was cold and stern: "All disciples must not move around on their own!" while speaking. The old man glanced at Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang also nodded quickly. His spiritual consciousness firmly covered the red leaf forest, which was not too big. Unless Uncle Wei Mo, who is hiding in the square, has the ability of Changli or Awl. Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape from the red leaf forest without knowing it.
Now is the time. Who has done something strange? There is no need for Rainbow Brothers to come and screen me again. It must be the hermit cultivator.
Wen Leyang put Xiao Wu down. He Sheng asked her: "Where are the bodies? Those buried under..."
Xiaowu didn't have time to say anything yet. The disciple in charge of the wooden house in the workshop let out a series of exclamations!
The master controls me very strictly. The masters of death calligraphy are even more well-trained. Except for Wen Budo, who loves his mouth more than his life. Even if the other disciples saw their eyes falling on him, they wouldn't be even a little bit moved. But now the exclamation is full of panic!
At least half of the corpses in the time-honored brands have risen!
Time-honored brand. It’s a scam!
Although Shisha's movements were stiff. But the speed is a few points faster than ordinary people. They rushed out of the cabin like a swarm of swarms. Wen Leyang stepped forward to meet him, but at the moment his fist was about to touch the corpse. He screamed again fiercely. Somersaulting in front of everyone. Somewhat anxious and more angry, he asked: "What's going on!"
The zombies who jumped out of the time-honored brands no matter their appearance, body shape or dress. They all told the others clearly. They are all the ancestors of the Wen family. Wen Leyang would not dare to attack his ancestor even if he took the courage of his ambition.
Everyone in the Wen family was shocked and angry. The teeth rattled. But he didn't dare to take action rashly. I'm afraid of my ancestors.
Only Xiao Wu sneered and swayed like a nimble leopard cub. Without hesitation, he pounced on the corpse that was charging towards the Wen family disciple!
The eldest grandfather and the fourth grandfather were shocked. They all roared in unison: "No!" Wen Le jumped up again without any instructions and intercepted Xiao Wu's series of muffled bangs from mid-air. Two fell on the surface at the same time.
Wen Leyang looked surprised and stumbled back a few steps before barely regaining his balance. He understood that Xiao Wu must have special skills. Otherwise, Han Bao couldn't safely send her to Jiuding Mountain. But I can't think of it anyway. This little girl is so powerful. Just now, the two people exchanged dozens of punches in a flash of lightning. Wen Leyang did not use the dragon to pierce the dragon's armor. Just by relying on the power of the wrong punch, he didn't take any advantage.
Wen Leyang has no foothold here. Xiaowu's side was not having a good time either. A flash of red, like blood, flashed across her snow-white cheeks. Bite|Stand firm. Although his voice is childish, his tone is domineering. He shouted sternly: "You ungrateful guy. Come again!" Then he shook his head and grew hair. He no longer paid attention to the corpse. Gritting his teeth, he pounced on Wen Leyang.
Even if the ancestors really became zombie monsters. Wen Bu Cao's disciples don't allow others to do anything to them. This is especially true for Wen Leyang. With a muffled groan, he summoned the dragon armor to protect himself. He greeted Xiao Wu without showing any signs of weakness. Just when the two people collided. Suddenly a pleasant chuckle sounded. The raccoon dog is wrapped in a fragrance. Appeared in the shop without any warning. Move as fast as lightning. First, he circled around the corpse that had rushed out of the time-honored brand. All the zombies are sealed in their own circles. Then he separated the two people who were about to fight. A white jade-like palm held down his head. One resisted Wen Yang's chest. He laughed repeatedly and said: "Don't fight yet. Don't fight yet. Let's make things clear first!"
A group of Wen Bu Cao's disciples arrived at Master Changli's appearance. The corpse evil was temporarily controlled. They all breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.
Xiaowu struggled several times. Still unable to break through Changli's obstruction. Then he stopped angrily. He said angrily to Wen Leyang: You indiscriminate guy! These are not zombies at all! Not even the dead! I was born in a corpse pit. Can the corpse still be hidden from me? "
Wen Leyang groaned. Changli also looked puzzled. A cute question mark appeared between his eyebrows. He squatted down and asked Xiao Wu with a smile: "How do you say it?"
Xiaowu just wanted to help. But he was wronged by Wen Leyang. He will take action when he is angry. Now someone is helping her to reverse the case. In addition, the long civet looks like a fairy. The affection in her eyes made her unspeakable. All of a sudden, all the regrets rushed to his face. There was a bit of concealed choking in his tone: "He has wronged people! These things are not dead people pretending to be corpses at all. They are not evil corpses!"
Look at the small|circle turning red. The circles under Tanuki's eyes actually turned red as well. Nod vigorously. He turned around and glared at Wen Leyang fiercely.
Wen Leyang hurriedly hid behind the great grandfather.
Xiaowu got Changli's support. His voice was also much louder: "Let me kill one. Then they will know! These dirty things have all been casted with corpse skills. That's why they became what they are now!"
The expressions of the two old men of the Wen family changed. Sheng Changli agreed to the small request.
It's not that they don't believe Xiao Wu's words. But I really don’t dare to gamble with the remains of my ancestors. In their view. The ancestors of the master deceived people. But it doesn't seem to be a big deal. Those who died were offered food while lying down. It doesn't matter if there are fake corpses running around all over the world. Anyway, we can't let others hurt them.
really. Changli didn't even look at the faces of the old men of the Wen family. He nodded generously. He smiled at Xiao Wu and said, "Then you go and give it a try. But... if you are wrong, I will tear you apart and sacrifice you to the dead of the Wen family. Even Hanbao can't kill you!"
Changli's tone was clear and gentle. It sounds like a big sister coaxing a child to eat an apple.
Startled. It took a moment to react and realize that Changli was not a goddess descended to earth. At best, she can be considered a witch and flying fairy. He nodded with gritted teeth. He fiercely swooped towards the corpse nearest to him, and with his dexterous hand, he
chisel. It was inserted fiercely between Shisha's eyebrows. Not even to the root. The corpse trembled violently, and soon twitched into a ball. After a while, a puff of black smoke dispersed. There is only one bone left in Mianshan and a broken talisman that has lost its effectiveness.
Changli let out a sigh. Based on her cultivation level, ordinary spells cannot escape her spiritual consciousness, but this spell of turning bones into corpses is too unconventional. She didn't notice it before. And this kind of magic is weird. But there is really no merit in terms of power. Jifei Shuijing came in to deal with such a "corpse evil". It's also a big hit with one pass.
Xiao Wu finally proved his good intentions and pointed at the other corpses trapped by Chang Li's spell. Pouting his little red mouth, he muttered: "These zombies are all like this. They were transformed from bones. They are not their ancestors at all!"
The faces of the Wen family parents present were so cold that they almost froze. Uncle Wen Tunhai was not much better. The fists clenched loudly. He asked angrily: "Where are the remains of our ancestors!!"
The remains enshrined by a time-honored brand. All turned into a bone. Where did the incorruptible remains of our ancestors go
Xiaowu stretched out his hand. He pointed at the empty square. The fourth master suppressed a growl. Take the people and pass by. Dig it up carefully. But after a while. A hysterical howl suddenly burst out from the fourth master's mouth! The expressions of all Wen Bucao disciples, including Wen Leyang, suddenly changed. The body buried in the soil was stiff and cold. But in terms of dress. The descendants of the Wen family can easily recognize him. These corpses are clearly the ancestors of the Wen family!
The surrounding areas of the corpse pit were infested with human beings. Use it to seal the poison in the corpse of the ancestor of Wenbucao.
The body was replaced with evil magic made from bones. The real remains were buried in the earth. Needless to say. Temperate |. This time it hit my foot!
The master's eyes were red. Trembling all over. Grandpa and he have been brothers for life. He immediately knew what his youngest brother wanted to do. He shouted angrily. He slapped the fourth master mercilessly on the head: "I want to apologize to my ancestors. We will wait until the murderer is found. After you kill that bastard with a thousand cuts. Me and the second and third sons will have to teach you a lesson." Son of a bitch!"
The fourth master is the head of the nursing home. People are unruly and aloof. I had never dreamed of it before. I don’t know when most of the remains of the ancestors in the time-honored brand were swapped. I was so depressed that I almost exploded. Staring at Mr. Wen with red eyes. There were continuous clicking sounds in his mouth. I really smashed my teeth one by one!
Broken teeth pierced flesh. A red blood. The corners of Fourth Master's mouth were revealed in a curved way.
There was a soft sound of the door hinge. Xiao Yi ran out quickly. Hold Grandpa Fourth’s hand. The big eyes were filled with tears. She saw that Fourth Grandpa was filled with grief and anger. I have long lost sight of the rules of not meeting Wen Leyang.
Grandpa didn't care about her either. And smiled at the little girl. The Wen family has many rules. But every generation of parents understands this. The biggest rule is not to mess around. It’s the love between each other! There is no world in Wen Bucao's eyes. no one. There is no right or wrong. Only your own family!
At this moment. There was another door knock. An old man poked his head out timidly. Suspense and fear flashed in his cloudy eyes.
A person with a dead reputation yelled: "Wen Shulin. Go back..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet. He was interrupted sharply by the fourth master: "Shut up!" Almost at the same time. Grandpa's eyes suddenly became sharp. It was as if a vicious knife had mercilessly penetrated the old face next to the wooden door. He asked in a deep voice: "Is that you?"
Wen Leyang couldn't help but look at Xiao Yi. There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the young couple. In the workshop of life, old age, sickness and death. Except for the fourth master Xiao Yi and two men raised by wild beasts. Wen Leyang is the only one who still has some impression. It's this old man.
Wen Shulin, the time-honored brand that originally gave Xiao Yi a loudspeaker; Wen Shulin, the time-honored brand that fainted after seeing the fake corpse of the "eighth generation ancestor"!
Most of the fake corpses come from the morgues at the back. Eight generations of ancestors are true...
There was no trace of the monk's tone in the sounds of the woods. Instead, he became weak. I don’t know if it’s because I’m too old. Or because of fear. The hoarse voice trembled uncontrollably: "I...I am not blaspheming your ancestors...but I asked them...to change their ways. To bury them...to bury them in peace..."
The Fourth Master didn't wait for him to finish. He suddenly shouted: "Fuck you!" He felt like an angry bat. He screamed loudly and pounced! The great grandfather also got up and followed the old brother.
If it weren't for Shui Jing's searching skills, he would accidentally discover the monk hidden in the workshop. If it weren’t for the people in the village thirty years ago, the pattern of the village would have changed. Every old man named Wen in the red leaf forest was suspected. They really couldn't imagine that Wen Shulin seemed to be broken at any time. It turned out to be the hermit cultivator from the Tiansuan Sect.
The other party is a hermit. Wen Leyang was afraid that the Fourth Master would suffer. He swayed and was about to rush forward first, but Chang Li held him down. Shaking his head, he whispered: "Don't worry. He doesn't have any real energy!"
Wen Leyang frowned. The forest even has the ability to nourish qi, kung fu, body skills, flexible bones, strong body temperature, and even cultivation at the end
At this time, the fourth master had already rushed over like the wind. He raised his hand and punched Wen Shulin hard in the face. If it hadn't been for the uncle's reminder "Don't beat him to death", which made the fourth master temporarily relieve more than half of his strength, the forest would have blossomed.
It's just like what Chang Li said. Wen Shulin couldn't avoid being hit by the Fourth Master's punch. Screaming, he was knocked back into the house. Immediately, the two parents of the Wen family rushed in together...
The ping-pong sounds were practiced for a while. There are still sounds of begging for mercy. Then there was only screams. Finally, it was the voice of the great grandfather: "Poison him. Poison him. Just be careful not to poison him to death!"
A shocking scream sounded from Wen Shulin's mouth. Then the entire red leaf forest became quiet.
Xiao Yi had already hid behind Wen Leyang. The head emerges from behind him. He looked carefully at the crumbling wooden house in Wen Shulin. After a while. Grandpa's voice sounded again: "I'm going to detoxify him now. You continue when he wakes up!"
The sound of Changqi awakening came from the woods; the cold snort of the fourth master and the soft sound of applying poison with his hands; Wen Shulin's scream before fainting; the sound of the great grandfather using the bamboo man to detoxify... and so on. For a long time.
The Wen family disciples were completely silent. No one dared to speak. Xiao Wu listened with interest at first. In the end, I simply blocked my ears. worry
sat aside. I dare not listen to it anymore. The three old men folded for a full two hours. Only then did the eldest grandfather and fourth grandfather drag Wen Shulin out with satisfaction. The fourth master's expression improved a lot. Wen Shulin's face was uglier than death...
Chang looked at the woods with interest: "Are you the master at the end of the heavenly calculation sect? Can you really calculate the heavens and the whole world?"
Only half a life left. He reluctantly nodded: "That's right! I am a disciple of Tianshu..."
Changli was still smiling. In a flash, he approached Wen Shun Forest. He stretched out his hand suddenly. He actually broke off Wen Shulin's nose without mercy!
Lin Shu's body jerked. He screamed like a slaughtering pig. Xiao Yi also simply threw the big speaker onto the ground. He said bitterly: "This is a gift from someone who desecrated the remains of our ancestors. Don't want it!" while saying this. On the other hand, he stretched out his foot and stepped hard twice. Wen Leyang quickly pulled her away. His spiritual consciousness could see clearly just now. Xiao Yi's loudspeaker was full of thunder. It’s one thing not to loudspeaker. Going off the rails is another story.
Changli's face looked a little depressed: "Isn't it Rong? The nose is actually real!" He threw the nose in his hand. He stretched out two spring-onion-like fingers. He frowned slightly. It was as if he was hesitating whether to dig out his eyes or tear his mouth out this time.
The woods finally understood the beauty of the girl in front of him. They are a thousand times more cruel than the vicious boss. He covered his nose and trembled all over. Ai'ai's defense: "I don't dare to take the remains of the ancestors of the Wen family. I bathe and burn incense every time before moving..." There was a hint of depression in Li's expression. It was as if Wen Shulin didn't understand her: "I'm not blind. Naturally, I can see that those corpses are protected by spells." He said half-way. Changli suddenly changed his tone. Without any warning, the sky was filled with tempering. He whispered word by word: "I blame you. You know that you are a curse. There will be no peace wherever you are. Before hiding in the red leaf forest, leak the news to others! The Wen family died in Dingyang Palace. Every life in your hands will be counted on your head in the final analysis! Hello. Not many people know what is hidden in Jiuding Mountain. If Liu Xiang had discovered it in advance, there would still be people alive in Jiuding Mountain. person?"
It turns out that Wen Leyang saw Chang Li doing something cruel. I couldn't bear what she said. He also narrowed his eyes slightly.
What surprised Wen Leyang. Grandpa Wen, who has always been protective of shortcomings, stretched out his hand to stop Chang Li: "Although he is the instigator, his unintentional mistake will not lead to death. Besides, Dingyang Palace has been destroyed. The great hatred of those disciples is over... Please show mercy. …”
Chang Li frowned and glanced at Mr. Wen. He curled his lips and said: "His disciples and disciples. Why are they all so virtuous? How can we distinguish between these things so clearly!" After speaking, he paused and his tone returned to his usual playful tone: "I will tear him apart. It's because of him. Is there any disguise..." He said. He looked at Wen Shulin and said, "Are you really my uncle at the end?"
As soon as the forest clicked, he saw Chang Li pressing his ears with bright eyes. Finally, Fulin's mind did not continue to be stupid. He hurriedly shouted: "Is this a magic nose or a nose? But it has changed its shape. It won't help if you tear off my whole face!"
The people present are all old people. Even Wen Leyang can understand. Wen Shulin has a lot at stake. It would be better if one less person knew about it. Although the seven fat men were just outside the woods. But it's best not to let them know. Wen Shulin is now in front of us. If you want to screen, there is always a way.
At this time, Wen Tunhai suddenly laughed: "In my opinion, this Wen Shulin is a fake. Uncle Wei Mo claims to be able to calculate everything in the world. If it is true, how come he can't even calculate his own catastrophe! Let alone a monk. Not even as good as an ordinary person!”
"That's right. He didn't figure out that his nose was going to be unlucky just now." Chang Li smiled. He tilted his head and began to examine Wen Shulin's facial features again: "You quickly calculate it now. The next unlucky thing will be. Left eye or right ear?"
Shu Shulin hurriedly said loudly: "Based on world conditions. It's not what you think at all..." He said. There was a pause. He didn't even care to cover his nose. He just rubbed his palms anxiously. I was afraid that my ears would suffer if I couldn’t explain it clearly: “It’s like you want me to calculate what Zhang San’s family will eat today. You always have to take me to the kitchen of Zhang San’s family. And even if you go, you may not be able to calculate what is for dinner today. Maybe you can calculate what the kitchen was like a hundred years ago, how many people died in this kitchen, or when will this kitchen collapse!"
Wen Leyang and Chang Li looked at each other in surprise. He tentatively asked Wen Shulin: "You mean... it's not that you can count whatever you want. But that you can only calculate it based on what you have in front of you? And what exactly will be calculated? You can't tell it in advance?" "
The woods saw that he understood. Then he breathed out a sigh of relief. Wiping the blood on his face: "I'm in the kitchen. Most of the things that can be calculated are related to the kitchen. But the specific things that can be calculated are in which direction. I don't know myself.
Wen Leyang shook his head: "Your nephew Wei Mo once helped me figure out the path out of the mountain in the middle of the mountain!" Just set the topic first. Then figure out the puzzle! "
Bao Huan also chimed in: By the way, I also found me! Is it possible that your cultivation level is not as good as Wei Mo? "
Lin Shu frowned in confusion. First, Wen Leyang was asked about the process of digging the mountain with the help of Wei Mo. Only then did he show disdain again. I wanted to snort only to realize that my nose was gone. He couldn't hum: "That's because he was lucky! He wanted to calculate the path to the mountain. But he calculated other things... that... other gods. This already shows that there is a deviation. Then you dig out the mountain. How do you know the path he pointed to? It's the shortest shortcut! You go back and measure it. If it's really the shortest way, I'll cut off my head and give it to you as a toilet!" He said. The hermit's temper in Wen Shu's bones emerged again: "It's just based on Wei Mo's Taoist skills. He can do a lot of calculations. I know without asking. What he wants to calculate must have set a goal first. Then he starts calculating." If the world can be calculated like this, then damn it. There is nothing in the world that can be hidden from us. If he can calculate it, then he is a living god... "
Chang Li felt a little bored. He waved his hand in front of Wen Shulin's eyes to interrupt him. Wen Shulin was so frightened that he fell on his back. Li was amused by him and giggled: "Stop talking nonsense. You can do the math for me first. If it's accurate, your ears will be saved!" (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)