Wu Zheng was stunned, and he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere. His throat hung high, and it wasn't easy to roll. What are you kidding, Xiaohua, are you kidding me, what the hell is it that suddenly the swords and soldiers meet Wu Zheng forcibly piled a smile on his face, and bared his teeth at Xiaohua.

Xiaohua stared coldly at Wu Zheng's eyes, and the cold light shot out of his eyes at this moment made Wu Zheng's heart tremble. Then he threw out a warm sentence: "My fan can cut your throat at once." ”

When Wu Zhengxin heard this, his heart was completely cold, and he pulled out the cold! Wu Zhengxin said, I provoked you to provoke you, and you still threatened me with that fan. Wu Zheng pondered for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and then puffed up his chest and raised his head and said boldly: "You want to let blood again?"

However, what Wu Zheng was waiting for was Xiaohua's cold eyes. After a long time, Xiaohua finally asked, "Where did your mark come from?"

This time, Wu Zheng also became serious, and said seriously: "I don't know, that's how I woke up after I fell into a coma." With that, Wu Zheng slowly closed his eyes.

Hearing this, Xiaohua's brows tightened, but after all, he still put down the fan in his hand, and then the atmosphere fell silent for a while.

Wu Zheng closed his eyes, but there was no movement for a long time, so he opened his eyes and looked at Xiaohua. Seeing that the fan had been taken back, Wu Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You won't bleed me?" Wu Zheng asked Xiaohua honestly.

Xiaohua pursed her lips and said angrily: "My son is just hot, take it out and fan it." As Xiaohua said this, a biting cold wind happened to come towards her, and Xiaohua shivered.

At this moment, Wu Zheng actually had many questions in his heart, but he was not easy to speak. simply cast his eyes on the courtyard, which should have never happened.

"Engraving is a thankless task. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Wu Zheng's ears.

Wu Zheng tilted his head, glanced at the little flower who didn't look at him, and said in his heart that if you want to explain, you can explain, what to pretend.

Xiaohua deliberately avoided Wu Zheng's enthusiastic gaze, didn't look at Wu Zheng's side, and said lightly: "The so-called engraving is that a cultivator forcibly injects his own cultivation into the body of others. At this point, he pointed to the courtyard.

Wu Zheng looked over, and he clearly saw the stout man gasping for breath.

Xiaohua didn't care whether Wu Zheng followed up or not, and continued to speak: "Engraving is an extremely troublesome thing, after a cultivator engraving, it is equivalent to splitting his spiritual power into two, and his strength and realm will plummet. ”

When Wu Zheng heard this, his heart sank, no wonder there were so few cultivators in the world, and now he understood the reason. Hearing this, Wu Zheng couldn't help but ask: "So this group of scholars entered the academy for the quota of this engraving?"

Xiaohua glanced at Wu Zheng lightly, then nodded and said, "They can only get the opportunity to engrave if they join the academy, so I don't like this group of people who are under the banner of scholars but have delusional hopes to gain power in their hearts." ”

Wu Zheng nodded knowingly, but he seemed to react to something, and asked suspiciously: "But what does this have to do with you threatening me with a fan?"

Xiaohua glanced at Wu Zheng, and had to explain again:

"I'm just curious who carved it for you. ”

"It's that simple?" Wu Zheng was a little unconvinced, but from the experience of being in contact with Xiaohua for so long, it was indeed possible that it was just a joke. However, Wu Zheng still wanted to continue to ask, so he continued to speak: "Then why don't you ask who carved the mark of the falling dust." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zheng tilted his head and glanced at the dust that had been silent. This is the most mysterious of the three of them, right? Why didn't Xiaohua ask him, but asked herself.

"Because he can't beat me. Luochen was very simple this time, and the reason for it was explained in just seven words.

Wu Zheng's little face suddenly fell, it turned out that he was still bullying his weak strength and pinching himself as a soft persimmon.

Xiaohua smiled and did not give a verbal explanation. But in his heart, an answer is slowly forming: because you are a half-demon. If it is really according to Wu Zheng's own words, his mark was engraved when he was unconscious, then the person who engraved the mark must have some wolf ambitions. But as long as he is a cultivator, he will never fail to see that Wu Zheng is a half-demon. And in this case, it is also engraved, which shows the viciousness in it.

However, there is another possibility, that is, Wu Zheng has been lying from beginning to end, but this possibility was directly deleted by Xiaohua. To put it bluntly, in his opinion, with Wu Zheng's IQ, it is impossible to pretend to be so hidden. After these days of getting along, he really understood a truth: Wu Zheng is really stupid.

In the courtyard, the engraving is still going on. Bursts of screams kept rippling in it, and Wu Zheng's ears were a little loud when he heard it. So much so that after that, Wu Zheng always felt that someone was howling in his ears in the dead of night, which was very desolate.

After a while, the screaming suddenly stopped. Wu Zheng was still strange, and looked inside with a probe. Good fellow, it turns out that someone has put a cloth on the mouth of the person who is engraving.

When Xiaohua saw it, she was immediately disinterested, and said, "It's not interesting, let's go." With that, he patted his ass and jumped off the wall. Then came the falling dust, and then Wu Zheng had to jump down with him.

Xiaohua only came here to see how many of these sanctimonious scholars would give up halfway, but it obviously made him a little disappointed. What he saw was the guy with a look of ecstasy on his face after the engraving was finished. In this regard, he had no choice but to sneer. Xiaohua has a scale in her heart, and there is a definite number of right and wrong.

Suddenly, a rickety figure suddenly appeared in Wu Zheng's eyes. The man crouched in the corner, as if he was stealing something. Speaking of which, Wu Zheng smelled a smell on the wall just now, very similar to the long-lost smell of roast chicken, very fragrant. In other words, does this count as smelling it before anyone sees it?

Seeing Wu Zheng glancing at the corner, Xiaohua also looked over. Then he stopped.

I saw Xiaohua squint her eyes, and then her anger skyrocketed, and then she yelled: "Yellow liar, return my silver." With that, he picked up Wu Zheng and rushed over.

Wu Zheng was still standing still, and suddenly felt a huge force pulling him over. At that moment, Wu Zheng was devastated, and said in his heart Why do you want money to pull me? But Wu Zheng himself knew that he was powerless to resist, so he had to follow the Mercedes-Benz with tears in his eyes.

The rickety body in the corner

Shadow, obviously heard the movement here, and hurriedly looked up. As expected, it was really Wong Tai Sin. Every time he appears, this thing seems to have such a rustic atmosphere. Greasy lips, tattered robes, and the dust that has nowhere to be placed. This person seems to be everywhere, always giving people a faint smile when they are most inadvertent.

Xiaohua pulled Wu Zheng and ran to the old Taoist priest's side with shouting and killing. Wong Tai Sin was shocked at first, and then wanted to run away without looking back. This old man, despite his age, is very flexible. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately twisted his bewitching posture and ran away.

Xiaohua was also red-eyed, daring to cheat him of his silver, this Wong Tai Sin was the first. According to Xiaohua's non-disadvantaged temperament, I have to catch up with the theory today.

Wong Tai Sin ran in a panic, frizzy, and did not forget to gnaw off the unfinished chicken legs while running. After a while, bones smashed towards Wu Zheng's front door. Wu Zheng wanted to dodge, but his arm was pulled by Xiaohua, and all the bones smashed into his face. At this moment, Wu Zheng couldn't help but start to suspect that this was arranged by Xiaohua and Huang Daxian together, and the purpose was to trick himself.

Wong Tai Sin didn't run very fast, and even Xiaohua and Wu Zheng chased closer and closer. In the end, the goods didn't run away, and they simply lay down on the ground, what do they love.

Xiaohua shook off Wu Zheng, walked forward slowly, and said coaxingly: "Liar, return the silver of the son." ”

Wong Tai Sin pretended not to hear, looked away, and whistled to himself.

Xiaohua glared at her viciously, came directly to Huang Taixian, squatted down and said word by word: "Return the silver." ”

At this time, Wong Tai Sin had to look at Xiaohua squarely. It's just that he is still pretending to be stupid. "What's the money, when do I owe you money?"

Xiaohua was anxious when she heard this, and she pulled out the fan and was about to beat it violently. But the moment the fan was pulled out, he immediately gave up the idea. No kidding, he can't beat this ordinary-looking, even hillbilly old man in front of him. Well, Xiaohua felt hot and unfolded the fan again. That way, it shouldn't look embarrassing.

Xiaohua prepared the wording, and then continued: "The answer you sold last time, one hundred taels of silver, bring it." Xiaohua hooked her hand towards the old Taoist priest, and she could only outwit this Huang Daxian.

Wong Tai Sin pondered for a while, then spoke: "I don't remember what answers I have sold, you don't want to spew blood." Wong Tai Sin put his hand in his sleeve and didn't admit it when he was beaten to death with a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Xiaohua stomped her feet angrily, pinching her waist with both hands, and there was no way at all. Could it be that his own 100 taels of silver have just been wasted?

At this time, Luochen slowly chased after him and said coldly: "Call those people who bought the answer." ”

Xiaohua listened, and her eyes lit up. It makes sense, it is impossible for this Wong Tai Sin in front of him to be so mad that he kills them all. Xiaohua snapped her fingers and did it. So he instructed Wu Zheng: "Go and call someone." ”

"Why me again?" Wu Zheng looked at Xiaohua with a sad face.

"Why don't I beat you up first, and then let you go?" Xiaohua smiled evilly at Wu Zheng.

Suddenly, Wu Zheng felt a chill all over his body, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”