The sky was already bright, and the villagers who got up early heard the violent sound coming from the ancestral hall, and they all surrounded the ancestral hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter a while, the small ancestral hall was surrounded by water.

Seeing that there were more and more people, the Demon Mother Spider retreated backwards, intending to get out of the battle circle.

Seeing this, Lu Ming slashed at Su Hongzhi with a knife, forcing Su Hongzhi back two steps, and throwing Su Hongzhi away, intending to go around behind the Desire Demon Mother Spider.

At this moment, Su Hongzhi sent out a fireball technique and came straight to Lu Ming, Lu Ming was helpless, condensed his spiritual power, and split the fireball technique first, seeing that the Demon Mother Spider turned around and fled, Lu Ming hurriedly followed, and Su Hongzhi also dragged his scarred body and forced it up.

When the villagers saw the monster coming towards the crowd, they scattered and fled.

The Demon Mother Spider jumped onto the roof of a two-story bungalow, looking around at the scattered villagers, as if she had found a target, and jumped off the roof. Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi, who chased downstairs, bypassed the bungalow, and saw the Demon Spider grabbing a middle-aged man sucking.

The Demon Mother Spider looked back, left the middle-aged man in his hand, withdrew the mouthparts that poked out of his mouth, turned around and fled.

Lu Ming chased after him and glanced at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, his eyes wide open and full of fear, his body had been sucked by most of the Demon Spider, and he was obviously hopeless.

Su Hongzhi also rushed over, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, his face was full of grief, and his eyes were gradually filled with anger.

The two chased together in the direction of the Demon Spider's escape, and along the way, they saw the corpses of several middle-aged men, who were thrown on the road.

"Sister Shu, how did you become like this. Let him go, Sister Shu, I beg you, let him go. ”

Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi glanced at each other, and they all endured the pain and sped up.

After turning a corner, I saw that Su Tingyu was kneeling at the feet of the Demon Mother Spider, holding the feet of the Demon Mother Spider, crying bitterly.

The Demon Mother Spider was grasping a middle-aged man in her hand, and the mouthparts that protruded from her mouth penetrated the middle-aged man's chest, and the Demon Mother Spider's throat was moving and devouring.

The Demon Mother Spider turned around and saw Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi chasing after her, withdrew her mouthparts, put down the corpse in her hand, waved her left foot, and said hoarsely: "Let go." ”

"Don't let go, Sister Shu, don't hurt people anymore, I won't let go." Su Tingyu choked up.

Seeing Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi slowly approaching, the Demon Mother Spider raised the spider thorn behind it, and wanted to stab at Su Tingyu, but it stopped in mid-air and stopped, I don't know if it was to warn Lu Ming and the two not to get close again, or to bear it or be unwilling.

"Sister Shu, my aunt has been dead for so long, it's really none of their business, let them go, you've already killed so many people, isn't it enough?" Su Tingyu raised her head and looked at the hideous Fang Wenshu.

Fang Wenshu's eyes gradually became foggy, and tears slowly filled up, flowing down his cheeks full of purple markings. Seeing this, Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi slowly put down the weapons they raised.

Suddenly, the spider thorn stabbed downward, piercing Su Tingyu from the top of her head down, and the mutation happened so fast that Lu Ming and Su Hongzhi couldn't react at all.

The sadness in Fang Wenshu's eyes was replaced by cruelty and bloodthirstiness, and he kicked Su Tingyu's body away.

Lu Ming hurriedly greeted him, Su Hongzhi pinched the law duel, and the fireball flew towards Fang Wenshu first, Fang Wenshu dodged sideways, Lu Ming had already bullied forward, and the cold blade slashed straight down.

Lu Ming's powerful knife was blocked by two spider thorns, and he made a dull sound "dang".

At this moment, Su Hongzhi made another fireball technique, heading straight for Fang Wenshu's chest.

Fang Wenshu wanted to avoid it, but it was too late, so he had to take back the spider thorn that was stabbing at Lu Ming and face the small fireball, which was scorched black by the fireball technique.

Lu Ming took the opportunity to take a step back, dodged the other spider thorn, and took advantage of the situation to cut a foot-long hole on Fang Wenshu's body, Fang Wenshu was hit twice in a row, and a terrible sound came out of his mouth, and the other three spider thorns were attacking more and more urgently.

Under Fang Wenshu's crazy attack, Lu Ming was injured one after another, and the scabbed wounds also collapsed one after another, and the blood soaked his whole body, and the situation became more and more critical.

Su Hongzhi, whose spiritual power was about to be exhausted, forcibly sent out another stab, his face was pale and cold sweat, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he sat on the ground with a splitting headache.

The crazy Fang Wenshu didn't know how to dodge at all, and his foot was directly pierced by the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Ming immediately retreated two steps back, leaving Fang Wenshu's attack range, Fang Wenshu wanted to continue attacking Lu Ming, but his foot was pierced by the ground thorn.

Lu Ming saw Fang Wenshu raise his feet and wanted to pull his feet out of the ground thorns, so he immediately attacked at close range, and Fang Wenshu, who was fixed in place, almost became Lu Ming's live target, and was hit hard by Lu Ming one after another.

Lu Ming's spiritual power was also running out, and his physical strength was almost overdrawn, holding the ground with a knife, shaking, panting heavily.

Looking at Fang Wenshu, who was lying on the ground full of scars, and the green blood was flowing all over the ground and still struggling, he sat on the ground with a relaxed heart. The wound that was torn open by the sharp spider thorn was stained with sweat, and the body trembled and gasped.

The ground thorns slowly turned into dirt, and Su Hongzhi, who had recovered from the exhaustion of his spiritual power, slowly walked in front of Fang Wenshu with a sword, his eyes were red, and his face was complicated.

"Tingyu, I'm sorry." Fang Wenshu said hoarsely, his eyes gradually filled with tears, flowing down the corners of his eyes.

Su Hongzhi held the knife and slowly raised it, but he couldn't cut it for a long time.

Fang Wenshu turned his head to look at Su Hongzhi and roared loudly: "Kill me, kill me." ”

"Bang dang", the sword in Su Hongzhi's hand fell, and he slowly knelt down, looking at Fang Wenshu blankly.

"Uh", in Fang Wenshu's wide open mouth, a mouthpart was connected to the heart of Su Hongzhi's chest.

The sadness in Fang Wenshu's eyes was covered by the desire to survive.

Lu Ming immediately got up, drew his knife, and cut off Fang Wenshu's mouthparts with one arrow step, Su Hongzhi's body slowly softened, and Lu Ming was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the knife on his head, panting.

Lu Ming sighed faintly, "There are enough dead people, you can avenge any revenge, I'm sorry..."

Lu Ming held the knife and slowly straightened up.

Seeing Fang Wenshu slowly close his eyes, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes fell on the bluestone slab. No longer hesitating, he condensed his spiritual power at the tip of the knife and stabbed into Fang Wenshu's heart.

Fang Wenshu's face with purple markings was full of satisfaction.

Lu Ming, who was sitting on the ground, muttered with a miserable smile: "Is this an immortal cultivator?" ”

"Uncle Lu Press, put Fang Wenshu's soul into the Chaos Bell." Lu Ming said with a sad face.

"You're crazy, the lives of five souls are shared, how much life do you have to feed them." Lu Jian roared angrily.

"I'm not crazy, I'm calm and sensible."

"Did you know that you only have 35 years to live now?"

"I know, Uncle Lu Press, take Fang Wenshu's soul in." Lu Ming's tone was already with obvious pleading.

“… I really regret telling you this news, and I'm unlucky to meet you. ”

"Thank you."

"In the future, pay more attention to collecting heavenly treasures that can increase vitality."

"Hmm."

"Lu Press, thank you."

"Huh?"

Lu Ming watched the flames of the Fireball Technique gradually devouring them, and couldn't help but chant softly: "Masson pine, evergreen, ask for less white heads on the way." The path of cultivation, many dry bones, buried in the small barren hills..."

The silence of the small village was restored, and the villagers poked their heads out of the house in twos and threes, watching Lu Ming carry the ashes, staggering and singing unknown songs towards Fang Wenshu's house.

Lu Ming chanted as he found a wooden board and made three small boxes.

"I don't know where I will be buried in the future, so I might as well be here with you." Lu Ming whispered, picked up the wooden board and knife, and made another box.

Lu Ming poured the ashes of the three people into the small jar, and after pasting their names, Lu Ming picked up a knife, cut off the long hair of his shawl, and put it into Fang Wenshu's ashes.

With a sigh, he put the urn in the box, cut another bunch and put it in the last box, dug four pits in the vegetable field with farm tools, and buried the boxes one by one.

Later, four tombstones were made from the remaining wooden boards, "The Tomb of Su Hongzhi", "The Tomb of Su Tingyu", and "The Tomb of Fang Wenshu", and the tombstones were inserted on the grave in turn, but the last tombstone was blank.

Lu Ming stood in front of Fang Wenshu's tombstone and was silent for a long time.

"Bang dang, bang dang" The villager slapped the knocker and shouted loudly: "Immortal Master, Immortal Master, are you still there?" ”

Lu Ming came back to his senses, opened the door, and the person who came looked nervous, and said his intention like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "Immortal Master, you have removed a big scourge for the village, and now the villagers can finally feel at ease at night, everyone summed up, I want to thank you, and I am afraid of arguing with you, so I sent me, and each family has gathered some country specialties, a little care, and a few sets of new clothes." ”

Lu Ming took the two big bags handed over by the villagers and said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

The villagers grinned happily: "Immortal Master, then I'll go back first, don't disturb your cultivation, if you have any needs, you say." ”

Lu Ming shook his head slightly, watched him leave, turned around and closed the door.

After Lu Ming finished washing, he lit a fire and made some food to fill his stomach. Walked into Fang Wenshu's house and looked at the spirit card on the shrine, "The Tomb of Mother Fang Xiumei". Take out the incense stick in the bag and light three sticks, bow three times, and then insert the incense into the incense burner.

Lu Ming put down the bag in his hand, looked around at the furnishings in the room, walked to the desk, looked at the desk, and the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and notes that he hadn't had time to pack up, the beautiful and long font seemed to be beautiful in front of him.

Gently picked up the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and put it back on the bookshelf. Suddenly, I saw that on the neatly placed bookshelves, there were several books without titles, Lu Ming pulled them out, and wrote "Wenshu Diary" in Juanxiu's font on the cover, Lu Ming couldn't help but turn the first page.