Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Crowd of Corpses Dances
I never thought about any ideals in the future, Fat Daotong thought that he could live a clear life, but after all, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of human nature. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
I thought I had penetrated the vastness of the world and learned to recognize people's appearances, but I don't know when I gave birth to the ugly face of power, until today, Mo Wushuang's appearance taught him a lifelong truth--- people can't look good!
Mo Wushuang drew the knife into a line, and in just the blink of an eye, the six fire leaders were forced back together, and in the eyes of the fat Dao Tong, only Mo Wushuang's heroic figure and the horizontal knife that seemed to be dancing with silver butterflies were left!
"Stinky boy, don't be in heat, hurry up!" As the voice of the old Taoist elder came, the two brothers and sisters were only briefly shocked and then crawled behind Mo Wushuang, where was there still the shelf of the talented immortal master.
"Aunt Mo, Grandma Mo, why didn't you make a move earlier!" The fat Daotong wiped the stinky blood on his face vigorously, he had long since lost his previous arrogance, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Mo Wushuang's back in battle.
"Hehe, who let you be an immortal master, and even said that I don't need to be on the scene at all, of course I thought you could deal with such a monster!"
Mo Wushuang saw the embarrassed look on the old Taoist leader's face, of course, he couldn't help but mock a few words, and the thin Taoist boy on the side also lost his arrogance, and now he was hiding behind the old Taoist and was almost frightened.
"There were many offends in the previous incident, and Poor Dao is here to apologize to the girl now, but these six fire kings are extraordinary, and please be careful in the fight!"
After all, it is the last straw, if something really goes wrong, the reputation of the trick will be stinky in the future, and the three masters and apprentices are afraid that they will not be able to run far before they will be caught by the Pang family, which is also something that the old Taoist never wants to see.
Mo Wushuang naturally didn't need to be reminded by the three viewers of the old Taoist elder, the horizontal knife in his palm flashed with faint silver, reflecting the ugly faces of the six monsters, Mo Wushuang looked at the blade that had just been injured by the fangs, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.
"This monster is so tough! The old lady's knife is repaired for a few taels of silver at a time! This time, we must make up for our losses with a little money from the three liars!"
Huo Kui looked at Mo Wushuang and didn't move, although the sharp horizontal knife made him afraid, but the bloodthirsty instinct of being a monster still urged his body to rush towards Mo Wushuang!
In the dim ancestral hall, by the moonlight, the three masters and apprentices only saw the fire like a wild beast attacking, and the figure didn't know how much stronger, and even the sharp claws of the limbs were digging on the bluestone bricks, and they actually picked up debris and pulled out deep ravines!
Taking a deep breath, it was still the frame of the Mo family's reverse blade, and when it was only a foot away from the claw and Mo Wushuang's eyebrows, the sharp horizontal knife once again turned into a storm and swept past the side of the fire kui!
The bones of the knives were staggered, the figures flashed, and a puff of sparks splashed to reflect the roar of the fire kui, and pieces of rubble smashed straight so that the three masters and apprentices hurriedly hid behind the pillars, and only after six or seven breaths did they poke their heads out, and they gasped in shock when they saw the field!
At the end of the battle, Mo Wushuang stood in the center of the field with six headless corpses lying around, and the slashing marks on the silver-glittering bone stubble caused the three of them to look at the horizontal knife, only to find that the horizontal knife was already tattered, and the sharpness of the earlier one could not be seen.
"Look, why don't you find me a stool and get me some rest!"
Mo Wushuang's face was pale, and his wrist holding the knife trembled a little because of the ferocious slash just now, obviously hurting his wrist.
"Stinky boy, hurry up and move the chair for the ink woman, don't you see that people are tired now!"
The fat Taoist boy turned around and shouted angrily, so shocked that the junior brother was confused, but the old Taoist patted his shoulder before pushing the Taishi chair beside him, and then Mo Wushuang spread his legs on the chair and gasped.
"The Ink Woman was really powerful just now! Those six monsters were slashed to the ground in the blink of an eye, and it was really a blessing for the three of us to be here tonight!"
Fat Dao Tong's mung bean's big eyes turned in his eye sockets, and he took two steps forward to rub Mo Wushuang's shoulders, but unexpectedly, the horizontal knife pointed at him, but Mo Wushuang's disdainful gaze was ushered in.
"Don't get close to the old lady, when you were resting just now, you didn't forget what you wanted to do to the old lady!"
The rest of the fat Dao Tong's flattery stuck in his throat, and his sweaty appearance caused the junior disciples who were hiding behind the old Taoist to almost laugh out loud.
"Mo Woman, drunk and immoral, I will definitely change my past mistakes in the future, out of this gate, our master and apprentice will definitely sing praises to you, I hope you don't remember the villain!"
After saying that, he knelt down, looking pious, and didn't know whether it was true or not, at least Mo Wushuang was a lot happier in his heart.
But seeing that there were still ten coffins in the ancestral hall that had not moved, her eyebrows wrinkled again.
"Huokui, conceived by the water of the robbery pool, and then condensed into corpses by burning the living through the fire, the schedule of incubation is gradually increasing, but the survival time is less than half a month, and it is a sharp weapon for battlefield fighting in ancient law. ”
"There are even classical records that before the war, the soldiers drank the water of the robbery pond, and when they were about to die, they could grit their teeth and the Hellfire Pill in them could be resurrected and continue to kill in a blink of an eye. ”
The old Dao Elder on his side knew some allusions, and Mo Wushuang thought for a moment when he heard this: "You mean, these Fire Kui will become stronger with the increase of days?"
"Yes, fortunately, this fire does not see the sun, and if it is burned in the daytime, it will solve the trouble. ”
"But... If you continue to keep the tiger here, I'm afraid that tomorrow the girl will not have the strength to fight alone!"
The cold wind blew through the dilapidated ancestral hall, rolling up sand and dust, making the ten coffins in front of him look even more eerie and terrifying, and Mo Wushuang's palms were stained with sweat.
The fat Taoist boy felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly lied. "Master, where is this, the ability of the Ink Woman is not just chopping melons and vegetables! Besides, it's a big deal, tomorrow we burn the body with the Woman, won't everything be fine?"
The old Taoist elder skimmed the fat Taoist boy, but he snorted heavily in his nose. "Ordinary people are buried in coffins, not to mention that people who died in vain are cremated in public, do you think the acting mayor of Guqiao Town can agree?"
"You mean Liu Laohan?" Mo Wushuang finally understood why Liu Laohan was so enthusiastic in the past few days, thinking that he wanted to take advantage of the Lu family incident to take the throne and let the townspeople see that he had a heart.
Therefore, to get him to agree that burning ten corpses of the Lu family in broad daylight is tantamount to humiliating the Lu family in public, and it is even more a slap in his face.
"Early tomorrow morning, don't say that I killed the fire leader after you go out, keep it as the three of you should be, and then let the Taoist chief tell the matter, so that you can also convince the public. ”
Hearing this, the old Taoist elder nodded. "Poor Dao does his best, but how to do it requires Miss Mo to cooperate......"
"Well, let's hope there won't be any accidents tomorrow. ”