Chapter 3: Bad News
Wen Cai was picked up by the collar by the master like a chick. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, Qiusheng, you are unrighteous, and you 'abandon the car to protect the handsome'!"
But the ninth uncle of the cultivation and the four-eyed Taoist master, of course, listened to not a word in their ears.
Uncle Nine couldn't smile bitterly.
At a glance, his own junior brother was holding back a smile! Uncle Jiu, who has a good face, naturally has a worse complexion, and his hands are grabbing Wencai's collar harder-
Good you little rabbit cub, shame on the master!
Hey, there seems to be something wrong?—— Wen Cai felt the black aura on the master's body, and shivered - it became cold so suddenly?
Alas~
The idiom of abandoning the car and protecting the handsome is taught to you by Qiusheng, Wencai!
"Stinky boy!" Uncle Nine pursed his lips, but still put Wencai down, for fear of breaking his own disciple (in fact, his own hands are sore), he should teach Wencai a lesson by twisting his ears, gritted his teeth and said, "The master will teach you a lesson later!"
"Oops, hey, hey, master, pain, pain, pain!"
The master's nails are long, even if they are carefully protected, the nails are still relatively prickly, and the master twists his ears like this, Wen Cai feels that his skin is about to break.
"I still know that it hurts——!! "Uncle Nine was going to let Wen Cai go, who called Wen Cai and dared to shout that it hurts-
Is your uncle here? Do you want your uncle to know that I am not good to you?!
The strength in Uncle Nine's hand increased a little more.
"Ahem, senior brother, this article is it......" Uncle Four-Eyed knows the character of his senior brother with a good face (after all, he has been like this for more than ten years, alas, it is a handful of bitter tears when he talks too much), seeing that Wencai was given a "lesson" by his own senior brother, he suddenly felt a little empathy, and wanted to step forward to ask for mercy.
But before he finished speaking, Qiusheng's voice came from the front door again-
"Master——!"
When Wen Cai heard this voice, he was immediately moved to tears: Good Qiusheng! Good brother! My Wen Cai really didn't misunderstand you! You are my good brother!
When Uncle Nine heard this voice, he immediately raised his eyebrows in a heroic manner: Okay, you are a Qiusheng! The master has let you go, you are running here to find a fight by yourself!
But the four-eyed Taoist eyelid jumped...... How could it be...... Inexplicably...... A little uneasy......
"Master, teach the senior brother a lesson, wait and then continue! The mayor has sent someone!"
After Wen Cai heard this, his heart suddenly darkened:
Ah, there's no hope for life anymore......
Qiusheng, you wait for me! Hmph, I just treated you as a good brother! I'd rather be blind! Hmph!
Uncle Nine frowned when he heard it: Mayor Town?
Uncle Four-Eyed was shocked, could it be ......
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No matter how fast the four-eyed road leader is traveling.
This rushed to Renjia Town, dozens of miles away.
It will take a few days.
When the news of Zhangjia Village came, it had been three full days since the night when the Four-Eyed Daoist left Zhangjia Village.
"Uncle Nine, it's not good! Something is wrong! Hurry up and go to the town public security office......
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"Dao Chief! Dao Chief! Dao Chief......
The boy on the stretcher was dying, and foul-smelling black blood was coming from the center of his left forearm.
The source of the black blood is two neat holes.
The eye sockets were already darkened.
He's going to die.
But lying on the stretcher, when he saw the four-eyed Taoist for the first time, he shouted as if he was returning to the light.
"Ahh......h
"Dao Chief!" As soon as the four-eyed Dao Chang said his name, tears suddenly poured out of his eyes like a collapsed embankment, and his eyes flashed with a gray of grief and despair, and he threw his head back on the stretcher and cried out loudly, and the helpless people next to him could only catch what he said while crying when he was sobbing intermittently—
"Uncle Dao Chief...... You left that night the next night...... The monsters attacked our village...... Grandpa ...... the village chief Father...... Primary 6 ...... And mom and brother...... All dead...... They're all dead......"
All dead.
They're all dead!
300 households in a village in Zhangjia Village were completely overturned overnight!
The people who heard it next to him were all desolate in their hearts, and there was a sad feeling of cold lips and teeth-
Renjia Town was still friendly with Zhangjia Village three hundred years ago.
"Both...... It's all dead......" As soon as the four-eyed Taoist heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he almost fell to the ground unsteadily, but fortunately, even if Uncle Nine helped him, it would not be like this.
After being held steady, Uncle Four-Eyed eased up, and hurriedly trotted a few steps to stop in front of Wuzi's stretcher, and asked urgently: "Son, didn't Uncle leave a notice to warn you not to go out at night?!"
His original short brown clothes were now rags, his delicate skin had long since lost his luster and was dead to ashes, his hair was twisted into strands of blood, and his shoes were worn out.
But as soon as the boy heard this, the originally desperate gray suddenly burst into an angry light, and the small body of the dying boy burst into flames, grabbed the collar of the four-eyed uncle's apricot yellow robe, and shouted: "Didn't you say that we have already beaten that monster to a serious injury, let's not rub it in, and quickly set up an ambush to kill him?!"
What the?!
This...... How is this possible...... When will I ......!
Don't......!
Uncle Four-Eyed was stunned.
The little boy was still unable to hold on, and the little boy's hands that grabbed the collar of the four-eyed uncle gradually became weak, and finally the whole small body suddenly fell on the stretcher, and the eyes that used to be smart were now only dead and gray.
Only the expression of unwillingness, anger, and hatred on his face has never changed, and even if he returns to the underworld, the little boy's eyes are dead.
Why?
Why!
The strength of Uncle Four-Eyed's whole body seemed to be drained in an instant, and finally he couldn't support it anymore and sat on the ground.
The mayor on the side looked at this scene, sighed, and looked sad, but when he thought of the news brought by his son, he still said anxiously to the ninth uncle beside the four-eyed uncle: "Ninth uncle...... Please also make the junior brother's day mourn by the way...... The dead are gone, the matter is irreparable, and the living still have to live well in this world after all......"
"Now in addition to such a thing, this evil ...... If we don't get rid of it for a day, we townspeople won't be able to sleep and eat......"
The meaning of the words is: don't be busy with sadness, it doesn't work, the most important thing now is that you should hurry up and help get rid of this so-called "monster".
After all, Zhangjia Village was slaughtered by the whole village, although it is true, but this is indeed very impersonal.
Uncle Nine was disgusted in his heart, and his brows furrowed, but in view of the fact that what the mayor said was indeed the truth, he had to reluctantly respond: "I understand, mayor." ”
"I will pass the book to Maoshan as soon as possible and invite all the brothers and sisters to come to subdue the demons!" (To be continued.) )