The Twilight Stalkers

Chapter 931: Fighting (1)

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This cold light should be Fat Winter Melon's special skill. If it hits the body, I'm afraid I will die immediately. I just caused trouble in Xiusao's funeral hall. I don't know why everyone hates me so much. If I am killed by the fairy boy, they will applaud and no one thinks there is anything wrong with my death.

I really had no place to hide, so I jumped into the coffin next to Sister Xiu. The cold light flew across the coffin, brushing my scalp. My heart was pounding, and I kept saying that I was sorry for Sister Xiu's son and offended your corpse again. But when I looked down, I was stunned. There was no corpse in the coffin, only a small shroud wrapped with a small dough figurine.

What's going on? Where's the body? Suddenly I remembered that the little boy Dandan had mentioned had his soul sealed by initiation. How could he return the body to Xiu Sao? Damn it, he finally let the child die without being buried, and made a dough figurine instead!

Just as I was thinking, the cold light flew back and shot into the coffin. When I thought of what Dandan said, a lot of things seemed to come to my mind again, but now it was an emergency and I couldn't distinguish them. While holding the coffin to help jump out, I pulled out a hair from my head.

This time, the injury was aggravated again. I grimaced in pain and dared not move. I raised the bitten finger, which had not yet scabbed over, and squeezed out a drop of blood that stained my hair. I quickly chanted, "I have issued an order. The gods have requested that I break my body and show my spirit!"

At the same time, the cold light shot in front of my face. I couldn't move, but I held the hair and swung it to the side. The cold light chased the hair and cut it in two in the air. The cold light immediately disappeared, and the mission of this bitch was terminated.

I almost went to hell just now, and my back was covered with cold sweat. This is the clone technique, which is actually a simple spell that cannot deceive ghosts and evil spirits. Such a brainless evil light will definitely take the bait.

Shen Bing looked at me with a pale face, patted her chest, and said with a look of relief: "I was scared to death."

I tried my best to calm down and smiled at her, thinking that this girl was quite cute and I would not bother with her for calling me a bumpkin.

When Fat Winter Melon saw that I broke the cold light, his face turned extremely ugly, because once the fairy boy takes action, he will definitely get rid of all the evils. If he fails to deal with me, his prestige in the eyes of the people will be greatly reduced.

He snorted coldly, and then chanted the spell: "You are the spirit of heaven, and I am the spirit of earth..."

□□Second uncle, you are a pig in a pen! I cursed in my heart and immediately raised my hand and shouted: "Wait, I have something to say."

Fat Winter Melon was stunned and stopped the spell, sneering: "Why, do you want to surrender?"

I picked my nose and said to him, "I'm not negotiating if I surrender, but let me finish what I want to say, and then you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, you say." Fat Winter Melon's face sank, and he really had an immortal-like air.

I slowly walked to the memorial table, and Shen Bing reached out to support me. I thought to myself, there is nothing between us, why are you touching me in front of so many people? It's so embarrassing.

But I felt really good to have a beautiful woman supporting me. I coughed twice, cleared my throat, looked at the villagers kneeling outside the door, and said loudly, "I just broke into the funeral hall to find out the real cause of death of Sister Xiu's eldest son."

After I said this, they all looked up at me. Although there was disbelief on their faces, this was not a disturbance after all.