The living dead is talking about the innkeeper who has just returned from burying the corpse.

Although Changqing had long doubts, he couldn't bite to death after all, and after listening to the words of the imp, he affirmed his previous thoughts. www.biquge.info He had a hunch that it would not be a coincidence that the living dead would appear in such a place, but it was unknown what was going on in it.

The secret of the living dead can indeed arouse people's curiosity, but Changqing is more curious about how the little imp knows about the living dead, you must know that the old Taoist priest only knew the existence of this kind of thing by chance, and now it is only the level of knowing, and he doesn't know too much.

Maybe the little imp can know something? Changqing looked at it patiently.

The imp seemed to have dispelled the idea of leaving, and he found a table close to him and next to the aisle, and began to pour and drink tea.

Unlike before, he drank very quickly, almost a full cup and drank it all, then quickly poured a glass, and drank it quickly, as if he was very thirsty.

Maybe it's a coincidence, when he put down the cup, it happened to be when Xiao Er passed by him, maybe it was intentional, when Xiao Er walked past him, he stopped moving, neither poured tea, nor drank tea, a pair of eyes just stared at the table, as if he was in a daze, thinking about something.

There were a lot of people in the inn, but Xiao Er's attention was only on the road in front of him, walking mechanically. It had been seen before that he only came out when others called him, and when no one called, he had been staying behind the hidden fur curtain, and now he was walking in the direction of the curtain.

He's going back, behind the curtain that doesn't know what's there, what it looks like.

He had already opened the corner of the curtain with one hand, and at this time, someone spoke, and the source of the voice was the imp.

He still looked at the desktop and said, "Someone's coming."

Xiao Er heard the sound, turned around mechanically, and came to the side of the imp who was urging him.

Only then did the little imp move his eyes off the table, and when he looked up at the lifeless face, he said, "Is there any meat?"

Xiao Er still replied the same: "One hundred taels."

The little ghost said, "What kind of meat?"

Xiao Er said: "One hundred taels."

Urging the little ghost: "Okay, I want 100 catties of tiger meat, 100 catties of wolf meat, and 100 catties of bear meat."

In remote areas, tigers and wolves and other beasts are common, but the meat of tigers and wolves is not common, and it can even be said that there is none, because no one will collect these things, and no one wants to eat these things.

According to the character of the imp, there is nothing he can't do.

Sure enough, Xiao Er's expression changed for the first time, although it was very subtle, but he could still see that he was frowning.

So he stopped talking.

The atmosphere was vaguely awkward.

At this time, the imp suddenly laughed and said, "I just made a joke, you don't have to take it too seriously." ”

The joke of the imp is really cold enough, and it seems that he is still better at killing people in comparison.

He straightened his face and continued: "I really want meat, but it's not the tiger and wolf meat before, but ...... Human flesh." As soon as the words fell, there was a fleeting shadow, and a person who quickly drifted away.

What flashed away was the afterimage of the fan closing and reopening in the air.

It was Xiao Er who quickly retreated, and he didn't stop until he was four or five meters away.

The little ghost's eyes lit up: "The reaction and skills are all superior, and it is really as rumored." ”

What rumors?

Word by word, he said, "Worthy of the living dead."

When the left swordsman and the fast swordsman heard this, the explanation between the eyebrows showed a little solemnity, compared to others, at their level, most of them know some things more or less.

Apparently this living dead can amaze them.

The little ghost said: "The living dead are all controlled by people with unknown evil arts, and their thoughts are no longer their own, I know it, and you don't have to hide it."

The living dead Xiao Er stared at him for a long time, his throat rolled, he was finally born, but his voice was very different from before, and it was quite strange that at this time, from a man's body, there was a sharp, feminine voice, which formed a sharp contrast with his own strong appearance, and was very evil.

"Yo, for so many years, you can force me out, you are the first, look closely, you are still an out-and-out handsome son, it is really admired by the slave family." In the words, the woman's charm is fully revealed, it must be a woman, it is estimated that this woman is not a good character, from the last words, the tip of the tongue is deliberately frivolous, **** lips can be seen.

But it has always been a trick to hook people, at this time, not only does it not hook people, but it has a more disgusting sense of artificiality, no wonder, a big man licks the corners of his mouth at you, normal people can't accept it nine times out of ten, unless...... Unless the personal fetish is very different.

The urging imp stared at him and asked bluntly: "It's not good to stay in the south, what is the purpose of coming to this extreme north?"

Xiao Er covered his mouth and smiled, laughing with flowers and branches, his voice was like a crisp bell, which was particularly pleasant, and said: "You are also a strange person, when others meet for the first time, they will ask who you are and why you ask me about my purpose instead."

"I want to know who you are, but will you say it?"

Xiao Er thought about it, and then said with certainty: "No."

"Then why should I bother to speak."

Xiao Er laughed again and said, "What a smart man, I like it, but if you ask me what my purpose is, I won't tell you either."

The imp was not surprised, "I knew you would say this, I give others a chance, some people just don't like to eat toasts, they like to eat punishment wine, this can't blame me."

"You mean I'm an ignorant person?"

"Good thing you're not stupid." Urging the little ghost to do.

"You can't do anything to me, I can tell you, I'm a woman, or a very beautiful woman, how can you, as a man, do it to me." Xiao Er Chu Chu said pitifully.

The imp who urged him was unappreciative, and even a little ruthless: "In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, only good and bad."

Xiao Er pouted: "You are a man who is so ruthless, even beating women, sooner or later you will have to eat retribution, but sometimes, you have to think more about doing things, just like now, you must know that women are very grudgeful, and it is very terrible to be ruthless."

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