The evil ghost in front of Xu Yan is similar to Han Lei, but after becoming a ghost, this one is not as big as the original body, it looks slender and slender, but the grimace is hideous, and it looks extremely terrifying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Staring indifferently at the evil ghost in front of him, Xu Yan's face also began to be hideous, and his small body surged with a terrifying murderous aura, this murderous aura alone made Han Lei's soul unable to approach.

After staring at each other for a short time, Xu Yan glared suddenly, and the faint star-striped mark in his left eye resurfaced.

Xu Yan didn't know the mark in his left eye, he was just angry, if the murderous bandits couldn't be blinded, then how could the girl of the Zhao family in the well be blind?

"You all deserve to die!"

The roaring young man, hideous as terrifying as a ghost, Xu Yan stood up, grabbed the corpse of Han Lei who was kneeling on the ground, and dragged the corpse's hair towards the fire.

Poof, Han Lei's corpse was thrown into the fire that had not been completely extinguished, and after a short time, the head and face of the corpse were all burned, and the small figure sat back in front of the fire again, facing the gradually scorched corpse, facing the ghost wandering in front of him, gnawing on his roast chicken one bite at a time, but there was no discomfort.

Soon, in Xu Yan's eyes, Han Lei's soul was gradually torn apart, and then disappeared, and Zhang He, who was hiding in the shadows, felt that his heart was about to jump out.

He couldn't see the ghost, he only saw Xu Yan throwing the body of the second master on the fire to roast it, and eating it while roasting......

Vomit......

Zhang He pinched his neck stiffly, for fear that he would alarm the demon by making a little noise, eating people, he had never thought of such a terrifying scene today in his life, let alone watching it.

Step by step out of the back kitchen, Zhang He did not walk out of the Yuan cottage, but climbed out, when he climbed over the fence that served as a fence, he ran down the mountain with his life, and soon disappeared into the night, this person actually mistakenly thought that Xu Yan, who was eating roast chicken, was eating people.

There is only one fish that slipped through the net, but Xu Yan didn't know it.

After eating up the remaining roast chicken, Xu Yan rested for a while and looked up at the sky.

It's the middle of the night, and it's less than two hours before dawn.

Sitting in front of the fire, the little Taoist priest twisted his eyebrows and thought, there is still a flying centipede left in the big village, Xu Yan can conclude that Liao Jiuming is not dead, since Han Lei can see that the culprit of the poison comes from the back kitchen, why didn't Liao Jiuming appear in the back kitchen?

Regarding Liao Jiuming's traces, Xu Yan couldn't guess a little, he was a smart person, but smart people all have one thing in common, that is, they think too much.

The more he thought about it, the easier it was to fall into a mystery, Xu Yan couldn't think of Liao Jiuming's plan, and Liao Jiuming couldn't figure out who poisoned him.

Since the flying centipede can be the top spot in Shangyuan Cottage, in addition to his highest strength, his scheming must also be very deep, when he snatched the Zhao family's property, he could clearly see that Lu Hai was dissatisfied with Han Lei, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and let the two capable subordinates give birth to mustard, it can be seen from this alone that Liao Jiuming's scheming is definitely above Lu Hai, not to mention the reckless Han Lei.

It's not that the flying centipede didn't expect the person who poisoned him to come from the back kitchen, he was guessing the real black hand behind the scenes.

He knows exactly who is in the back kitchen, Chef Wu is not a congenital martial artist, he relies on his strength to dominate the back kitchen, and there are two cooks who are not bad, as for the little Taoist Xu Yan, Liao Jiuming didn't think about it at all, and then he focused all his attention on the three masters, and like Han Lei, he thought that Lu Hai was the culprit behind the scenes.

Not to mention the tragic death, Lu Hai, who also carried the black pot for Xu Yan, was indeed a little unlucky, who let him eat too much outside before coming back, when he visited the big boss, he only drank two glasses of wine, and basically didn't move his chopsticks.

Lu Hai's unintentional move has become the reason for Liao Jiuming's jealousy, a Lu Hai Liao Jiuming is naturally not afraid, but there is still a cold thunder, and there are thousands of eight hundred mountain bandits, since Lu Hai dares to poison, he must have been planning for a long time, who knows how many subordinates he has gathered to compete for the position of the big boss.

The innate martial artist is indeed strong, but it will not be so strong that it is boundless, the innate martial artist of one vein can fight ten by himself, and twenty can easily get out, but if thirty or fifty mountain bandits with good skills are surrounded and killed, even the innate martial artist of one vein is in danger of being hacked to death.

As a second-vein innate martial artist, Liao Jiuming has the ability to gallop between thirty or fifty people, and he can also kill thirty or fifty people without leaving a piece of armor, if there are many people, it will be difficult, once surrounded by hundreds or even hundreds of people, a single second-vein innate martial artist may not be able to survive.

After all, a martial artist is not a cultivator, he does not have the ability to fly to the sky, and the sword kung fu of opening the stele and cracking the stone can't stand the crowd, so Liao Jiuming has never left his yard since he found out that he was poisoned, he is waiting for the rabbit, and he is also thinking about retreat and countermeasures.

In the back kitchen, Xu Yan had rested enough, and he began to get busy, first digging a big pit in a muddy vegetable field, and then finding more than ten steel knives, the tips of the knives rushed up, and they were inserted upside down in the pit.

After making a trap, Xu Yan found a thin wooden board to cover the pit, and brought straw to carefully lay a layer, and the first trap was officially completed.

To deal with the two veins of the innate martial artist, a trap may not be enough, so the little Taoist priest was busy in the cottage, sometimes carrying a steel knife on a corpse, sometimes tying a few hemp ropes between two big trees, and even the big iron pot in the back kitchen was cut by him with a steel knife The bottom of the pot was cut and buried outside the door of the back kitchen.

Xu Yan's speed is extremely fast, and the little Taoist priest who often goes into the mountains to look for ginseng is familiar with the traps arranged by hunters.

He now needs to do as many deadly traps as possible, and before dawn, because the traps in the dark are the most deadly, if the sky is bright, Liao Jiuming is an innate martial artist, Xu Yan's traps can be easily seen at a glance.

After an hour of arrangement, a fish white appeared in the sky, Xu Yan no longer arranged traps, and began to cautiously touch the courtyard where the flying centipede lived.

After a while, a wide courtyard appeared in front of him, and Xu Yan did not go to the main gate, but climbed the low wall and quietly climbed into the backyard.

Liao Jiuming's yard was very large, and there was no sound at this time, and the oil lamp in the big house had long been extinguished, so it was impossible to see if there were any living people in the house.

Came to the door lightly, and under the moonlight, the little Taoist priest's face turned pale.

Xu Yan had a chance to leave this dangerous place, but he didn't leave, he needed to pick up Mei Sanniang, the tragic death of the Yuanshanzhai bandits had pulled out most of the barb in Xu Yan's heart, and only when he left with Mei Sanniang could the thorn really be pulled out.

Leaving a friend to die, Xu Yan couldn't do it, even if he knew that this trip was to re-enter Longtan.

Crunch ......

The wooden door was gently pushed open by the thin arm, and a miserable white moonlight poured into the room first, and under the moonlight, the woman's figure was lying on the side of the wooden table, sweating profusely, and her body was gradually stiffening.

Xu Yan saw Mei Sanniang, who should not have been poisoned, but was severely poisoned, but he didn't see the slightest trace of Liao Jiuming, and in a hurry, when he stepped into the room, the sharp blade that had already hung above his head fell silently!