The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of murder, and it is the time to seek money and kill people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Yifei was clasped by Ziyang's wrist, and when the knife, gun and stick arrived, he suddenly felt as if his body had turned into a puddle of water, and he saw the burning stick smashed against his head on the bed board with a clatter, and then heard the three of them unanimously "Hey?" "Silence.

The three of them at the head of the bed were stunned, Ziyang had already flown up and kicked on the stomach of the proprietress, and the shopkeeper saw that they actually woke up and didn't care about the kitchen knife and slashed at Ziyang's shoulder, and heard a clang, like the sound of steel hitting each other, and suddenly there were sparks in the darkness, and in an instant, the kitchen knife not only rolled the blade, but also broke into two.

Look at the place where it is, where is Ziyang, it is clearly a stone man.

If ordinary people saw this, they would have to run away in fear, but this shopkeeper was obviously a bastard, panting and scolding "mongrel Taoist priest" and wriggling his short fat body and pounced.

Zhu Yifei and the little monk were still sitting on the bed, the guy saw the proprietress holding her stomach and screaming, hurriedly gave up the stick to beat the two, turned around and went back to help the proprietress, taking advantage of this gap, Zhu Yifei raised her hand and played a talisman, which was directly attached to the shopkeeper's body, but he didn't expect that it didn't work to hit it once.

"Your spell can only deal with demons, it doesn't work on people," the little monk said like an adult.

"My God" Zhu Yifei patted her head in frustration, and felt that this incident came one after another, and there was no time to stop, as if God had specially arranged it to torture her, and every minute and every second was extremely exciting.

Just as she was about to think about it, a strong gust of wind suddenly came in front of her, and before Zhu Yifei could put down the hand on her forehead that assisted her in sighing, she turned back and dodged, and the burning stick that roared at her hit the bed again.

This time it was really strong, the bed board that was not very strong was rolled by her, and then smashed by the guy, and suddenly broke a big hole in it, and then broke into two halves, Zhu Yifei was stuck in the gap by the swaying bed board before she could stand firmly.

Seeing that the burning stick struck again, he hurriedly lowered his head and burrowed his movable upper body into the futon, and in less than a second after getting in, he honestly hit his back, and that strength was like meeting an enemy who killed his whole family, if it weren't for Zhu Yifei's immortal bones, his spine would have been broken and his spine would have been warped.

The little monk jumped out of bed and didn't know where to hide, Zhu Yifeimeng was hit four or five times in the quilt, and he was also angry, and with a fierce force, he lifted the bed up and pushed it in the direction of the guy.

The guy was swinging the stick for the fifth time, and he didn't expect her to make such a move, and the stick stuck directly into the gap between the two wooden bed boards, and then the whole person didn't have time to dodge, and was pressed under the bed.

Zhu Yifei took off the futon on his head indiscriminately, jumped up, and stepped on the head of the shop guy who was half crushed, kicked a few times angrily, choked blood from his mouth and nose, and passed out in a coma.

When the proprietress saw that her concubine was actually knocked unconscious by Zhu Yifei, she hurriedly roared and rushed up, opening her arms and tearing apart her fan-like palms, as if she was going to treat her as ****** death.

Zhu Yifei was much more flexible than her, her short body dodged the steel-like arms, and she drilled under the armpit of the proprietress, and an extremely unpleasant smell almost smoked her out.

The mass is too big, the inertia is naturally not easy to control, the proprietress brakes are too urgent, the feet are not steady, and they actually pounced all of a sudden, and the chest is coincidentally facing the burning stick that the shop Xiaoer inserted on the bed board, the head of the stick is black and sharp, and it penetrates the fat and strong body at once, and a scream is heard in the dark, and the proprietress grabs two handfuls with both hands on the wooden bed board, and then she is motionless.

The shopkeeper who was fighting with Ziyang, when he heard the voice, turned his head and looked, his eyes suddenly cracked, and he wailed, "Hulu Feng, my wife"

turned around again, panting and glaring at Zhu Yifei, as if she was going to break her into pieces in an instant.

Zhu Yifei is a little funny, it is really like things and people are grouped, and she actually has tears in her eyes, and her love is deep, of course, she can't understand this strange relationship between husband and wife, and she doesn't want to understand.

Ziyang took this opportunity to fly out and kick the shopkeeper's waist again, and said to Zhu Yifei, "Let's run"

said three steps and made two steps, and rushed towards the door, Zhu Yifei was a little puzzled, why do you want to run according to Ziyang's skills, it's not painful to find your teeth all over the place, why bother so much?

However, she didn't have time to ask more, and hurriedly pulled the little monk who came out from under the table and followed Ziyang to the door.

Ziyang's foot was not light, the shopkeeper who kicked it sat on the ground and never got up, Zhu Yifei glanced at him and crossed over, but he didn't expect that as soon as he ran out of the door of the inn and came to the courtyard, Ziyang actually stopped.

Zhu Yifei saw that his back was stiff, and suddenly felt bad, so he chased him closer and looked forward in three or two steps, only to see that the thin man was standing in the courtyard, and the three tall figures wrapped in black cloth behind him were also motionless.

A rough sweep of the eyes revealed only six pairs of unusually strange orange glowing eyes, like the vigilance and threat instinctively aroused by a beast in the darkness when confronted with real objects and enemies.

"What's going on?" Looking at this posture, you know that you are going to start a vicious battle again, why does this good day have to be so tossed into a science fiction movie plot? slept outside for two nights, and the two nights were not peaceful, if you knew which immoral thing arranged such a tragic fate, you must give her countless praises, and send a sentence, the old lady is not accompanied, how far you are going.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" Ziyang asked with a reluctant smile, that smile was indeed very reluctant, it was not easy to see such an expression on Ziyang's face, so it can be seen that Zhu Yifei's inner complaints are actually commemorative.

"We're here to get the eyes," said the thin man.

Take the eyes? What do you mean.

Zhu Yifei looked at Ziyang Lei's unmoving side face, and wondered if Ziyang had gouged out people's eyes?

"That brother may have found the wrong person, this matter must be the clearest to ask Shumo," Ziyang replied in a cold voice.

Book ink? What is this about Shumo, just thinking about it, there was a fierce roar behind him, "I'm going to kill you" This person is the short and fat bald eyebrow shopkeeper, and he got an intact kitchen knife out of nowhere, and it seems that the first target is to run to Zhu Yifei.

Unexpectedly, the Humpty Dumpty man was running and running, and before he got close, he suddenly exploded into a blood mist as if he had been bombarded on the head by an Indian poisonous scorpion, and the upper half of his body exploded into a blood mist in an instant, and there was almost no whole piece of minced meat and intestines, and a smell of blood mixed with the smell of feces instantly diffused, Zhu Yifei covered his nose and retched twice.

"Since the Dao Chief knows the whole story, let's hand over the woman next to you first" The man didn't seem to want to make a move, but just pointed at Zhu Yifei and said to Ziyang.

"Forgive me" Ziyang didn't wait for Zhu Yifei to ask him what happened, so he suddenly grabbed her shoulder, took the little monk, pointed at her eyebrows, waved her long sleeves, and disappeared into the courtyard in an instant.

"Hmph, I still want to run" The thin man snorted coldly, suddenly jumped up, rode on the neck of the black shadow in the middle, shook the three red bells on his wrist, and saw that the black cloth wrapped in the three shadows was instantly broken, and then grew about a meter taller, the black hair around his body was shiny, and the huge skull was all revealed, which were actually three huge black bears.

The wind suddenly rose, and the three black bears rushed out like three lightning bolts, and instantly disappeared into the night.......

Ziyang fixed his mind and floated down, and he was instantly surrounded by three black shadows, and immediately wrinkled two sword eyebrows, and said with some displeasure: "I have no cause and no effect with you, no grievance and no enmity, why bother to be so entangled?"

"Hehehe, I have heard for a long time that the Daoist of Ziyang is the Xuanqing faction outside the Sanqing, and the Taoism is extremely profound, and even the eighth child was defeated in your hands, little demon, I am here to seek guidance today" The thin man riding on the neck of the black bear stood up and said in a strange voice.

It turns out that this is looking for an old enemy, who is that old eight? Ziyang doesn't look like a fierce and brave person, when did he form such a grudge?

Zhu Yifei thought about it, so she interjected and asked, "Which one of you is that old eight?" ”

"Your eyes are really beautiful, use them as jewelry to give to my mother-in-law, she will be extremely happy" The thin man said first, and then said, "Old eight, naturally the famous Taijing wine half-immortal"

Wine half a fairy? I felt that I had never heard of this name, and I was immediately puzzled.

"It's the Taoist priest who refines the living corpse," Ziyang whispered

"You're brothers?" Listening to Ziyang's words, Zhu Yifei suddenly felt bad, that old Taoist later had evil retribution for his own evil, and he didn't end up with a good death, could it be that his family came to take revenge? No, it's obvious that he deceived people too much, and besides, I don't know who to settle accounts with for the injuries on her face and back.

Thinking of this, I opened my mouth, and wanted to defend a few more words, but suddenly realized that even if I said it, what was the use? People like them who are selfish and ravines can't listen to any reason at all.

"Hehehe, no, we are all disciples of the Great Immortal of the Immortal Cave Muntjac, he is the eighth in line, good at refining corpses, I am the ninth, good at driving bears, originally he is my master's most proud disciple, I didn't expect the little guy in Shumo to go back and say that someone killed him, so I came to see which one is the master" The thin man said with a smile, and it felt like he was talking to himself to a pile of bones.

"Impossible, Shumo can't say that" Zhu Yifei retorted with some excitement, in fact, she didn't know why, she just didn't want to believe it.

"Hehehe, my eldest nephew has rarely come home recently, Master heard that he had a good friend outside to ruin the marriage, and he just sent me to catch you back along the way, this fairy and picturesque little lady is much better than my junior sister, no wonder that kid is obsessed with you and doesn't listen to advice" The thin man seemed to experience this feeling of chatting, and the three black bears under him gasped, as if they hadn't exercised like this for a long time.

Ziyang glanced at Zhu Yifei's pale face, turned his head to the thin man on the black bear and said, "Today, if you are interested, I can still be merciful and save your life."

"Oh? What a big breath, if not? The thin man said with a smile.

"Hmph, if not, use the way of others to govern their bodies" Ziyang said, his eyes flashed, and then he took out a small colorful flag from his arms, half the size of his face, from top to bottom, wine red, dark black, blue, earth, yellow, dark green, Zhu Yifei looked extremely familiar.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, it turns out that your way of being a person refers to this."