Time passes unhurriedly, with the sunrise and sunset, people come and go. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info until the surrounding buildings are getting higher and higher, and the lights of the night market are getting brighter and brighter, until the bald head with a thick mouth is getting bald and the belly is getting bigger and bigger. Until Du Sheng slowly grew into a young man.

"Foul-mouthed! Depend on! Rough talk! Du Sheng greeted the guests while stir-frying the dishes in the pot, and he didn't even have the time to turn back.

"Stinky boy, what's the hell about?" Hu Kou poked his head out of the room, and a strong smell of wine came out of his mouth with a cigarette.

"I just howled, what's wrong? Didn't you see the help here, you're not here to help? Du Sheng couldn't wait to smash this pot directly on Hu Kou's thick head.

"Hehe, what the hell is Lao Tzu watching movies, I'm busy and I'm going to raise you for nothing?" After speaking, Hu Kou roughly blew out a puddle of snot, and the person shrank back again.

"Damn! Take a look, if you die, you will know that you are addicted to it, and you deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life! Scolding and scolding, a pot of fragrant dishes fell onto the plate again.

Over the years, Du Sheng has been able to pass on the true inheritance of Hukou's rough cooking skills, along with the inheritance of cooking skills, as well as the foul mouth.

Speaking of which, eight years have passed since Jiaxi's sister left.

Jiaxi's sister never appeared again, and I don't know how she is doing now. It's a pity that Du Sheng didn't have a mobile phone at that time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find a way to get in touch.

However, even if you really have a mobile phone, will you be able to contact Jiaxi's sister? Over the years, Du Sheng has probably heard Hu Kou mention that Jiaxi's sister has a very secret family, and his grandfather, that is, the fierce-looking old man, is the head of that family. I don't even know what this family is about, but they seem to be hiding a big secret.

In short, unless someone from this family takes the initiative to appear, or Jiaxi's sister sneaks out again, there is really nowhere to look for it.

"But Sister Jiaxi will definitely come to me." Du Sheng thought to himself and cleaned up the last dining table.

Before I knew it, I was busy until the second half of the night.

The house was already snoring, and Du Sheng sat down against the wall, staring blankly at the corner of the street—the direction in which Xixi's sister left eight years ago.

There are no roads, no houses, only a white expanse. The thick mist mixed with the night, like an invisible barrier, completely locked Du Sheng's sight.

But how is this fog weird?

Du Sheng looked carefully, the fog seemed to be alive, slowly distorting and spreading, and behind the fog, there seemed to be a faint light leaking out.

Blue and faint, just like the blue light I saw in Granny Meng's room when I was a child.

No, that's not just light, that's the eyes, it's the eyes of people!

Du Sheng instinctively took a step back, but with a pop, his whole back hit a lump of hot and soft meat.

Standing behind is none other than Hu Kouru.

"Damn," Hu Kou took out a cigarette and lit it: "You are not small, dare to come to Lao Tzu's trouble." ”

"What's that?" Du Sheng stared at the strange night fog and the eyes that flashed behind the night fog, and was about to ask, only to see Hu Kou patting his waist as if he was rude.

Two kitchen knives that flashed with cold light and were about to move were pinned to Hukou's thick waist.

The night he saved himself eight years ago, Hu Kou was also like this, carrying two kitchen knives.

"Stinky boy, listen up," Hu Kou said in a low voice, "Do you see the fog around you?" ”

Du Sheng looked left and right, and saw that a radius of 100 meters was full of thick and strange white mist, like a flowing cover, enveloping this large area.

"Listen, this fog isn't ordinary."

Du Sheng looked back and forth, although he didn't quite understand, but this strange fog really made Du Sheng's heart furious.

"Don't run around for a while, look for a chance to sneak out. Also, don't look back when you go out, how far and how far you go, and you won't be allowed to come back until dawn, do you understand? Hu Kou continued.

"Damn, what are you going to do?" An inexplicable uneasiness spread in Du Sheng's heart.

"Why the fuck are you still talking so much nonsense." Hu Kou took out a kitchen knife and held it in his hand: "Lao Tzu is not so easy to die, you are in the way here, Lao Tzu can't move." ”

After speaking, Hu Kou slowly walked to the middle of the road.

"For such a big scene, you don't dare to come out and show your face?"

As soon as the words fell, the originally treacherous fog rolled up like waves, and through the fog, five strange figures gradually emerged in the darkness.

"Ah, it's you!" Du Sheng pointed to one of them and lost his voice.

The moonlight casts a clear look at the dark silhouette: a floral dress, green eyes, a young face, and the rag doll in her hand.

It's her, the little girl who was with the mustache eight years ago!

The years have not changed her appearance, but they have planted more resentment in her eyes.

"Uncle, do you remember me?" The little girl stroked the rag doll and laughed inexplicably: "I have always remembered you." ”

"Who should Lao Tzu be, it turns out that the little monster has come to avenge the old monster." Hu Kou looked left and right, and in an instant, some indescribable emotions flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that there is more than one revenge."

As he spoke, the remaining four people were squatting or standing, seemingly scattered around the left and right at random, but they had already completely surrounded Du Sheng and Hu Kouru invisibly.

The four of them were of different heights, fat and thin, but their eyes were all glowing blue like ghost fire, which looked completely different from the little girl's green eyes.

"People have changed, but knives have not changed." The speaker was dressed in a black trench coat, and a long scar slashed down his left forehead, cutting off his eyebrows and eyelids, leaving a deep arc on his cheek.

"I'm human, not like you monsters, of course I change." Hu kou is rough and respectful.

Du Sheng seemed to be even more nervous in his eyes - it was the first time that he had such a serious expression after so many years of getting along with Hu Kou.

"Looks like you remember," the pale face of the man in black looked unusually gloomy under the half-length black hair: "Then you should still remember this scar on my face thanks to you." ”

"Of course." Hu Kou returned to his usual arrogance, raised his eyebrows and said, "What, do you want to do it again?" ”

The wide collar blocked half of the man in black's face, but it couldn't stop his increasingly aggressive eyes.

"You know them?" Du Sheng asked in a low voice.

Hu Kou nodded roughly.

"Rough mouth," next to Scarface, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks showed a sinister smile, "You are really a shit luck." After a pause, the sharp-mouthed man smiled even more yin and yang: "I remember the twelve faces twenty years ago, one by one, and now there is only one of you left." ”

"None of the twelve aliens remained, what our seven souls said never fell short, and you will not be an exception."

"Ah, speaking of which, that damn redhead looks like he has a daughter." The sharp-mouthed man picked his head: "It's not too small now, wait to kill you, and then send her on the road." Don't worry, this time I will kill you completely, and even my soul will be torn apart, but like you, I guess I have no soul for a long time hahahaha! ”

The sharp-mouthed man laughed wildly.

"Redhead ······" Du Sheng's heart suddenly tightened: "Could it be that you are talking about Sister Jiaxi?" ”

Sister Jiaxi is in danger!

"Hehe, damn it," Hu Kou actually laughed: "Do you have a soul, do you have the ability to cut Lao Tzu's body apart?" ”

"I'll ask you again." Scarface said word by word: "Ghost Hand and Eagle, did they die at your hands?" ”

"Big brother, what nonsense are you talking to him," the sharp-mouthed man grabbed the words and said, "How do they kill the ghost hand and the eagle, let's kill him, I'll go first!" ”

After speaking, the sharp-mouthed man flashed in an instant, and when he blinked again, he had already rushed to Hu Kou's body, and before he could react, the sharp-mouthed man used his hand as a knife, and he was about to slash down.

"Phew!" A screeching crash.

Both stopped. The thick kitchen knife stubbornly blocked the hand split. The two hands of the sharp-mouthed man have been covered by a thin film of blue light at some point, like an invisible cover, but it looks more strange and dangerous than the cover.

"Dead fat, there are two hits." The sharp-mouthed man lowered his body slightly, and after another flash, the whole person disappeared again.

Du Sheng only felt a strong wind passing behind him, and when he turned around, the sharp-mouthed man was already standing behind Hu Kouru.

"I don't believe you're going to beat me!" The sharp-mouthed man shouted, and his right hand stabbed straight towards the thick back of the bearded waist like a dagger.

As soon as he made a move, Hu Kou's thick knife body turned, and he didn't look back, he slashed behind with a feeling, and he actually blocked the sharp-mouthed man's hand knife.

Hard-hitting, move-to-move, obviously nervous to almost suffocate, lightning and fire, but it's just a blink of an eye.

Scarface and the little girl stood aside coldly, as if they were not in a hurry to make a move, but the other two quickly approached Hu Kouru in silence.

Needless to say, one of the huge fat men flew forward, although this man's movements were not as sharp and swift as the sharp-mouthed man, but there was an irresistible momentum, and the fist-clenched hands were also wrapped in blue ghostly light like the sharp-mouthed man.

Hu Koubu's body twisted, avoiding the fatal collision of the fat man, and before he had time to stand still, the sharp-mouthed man flashed to the left side of Hu Koubu at some point, and leaned over to give another vicious stab.

Screaming.

The fat man's eyes widened because it was no one else who was screaming, but a sharp-mouthed man.

I saw that the sharp-mouthed man took a few steps back, but there was a deep wound on his right arm, which was smoking as if it had been burned.

"Hehe, if you want to kill Lao Tzu, it's not that easy," Hu Kou smiled smugly: "If Lao Tzu hadn't sworn it, you wouldn't have been so fucking like this just now-"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly snorted, leaned forward suddenly, and almost lost his footing.

On Hukou's thick back, there were two dagger-like spikes that glowed blue. The one with the spike in his hand is a man with a resentful look.

A woman.

This woman with waist-length hair was the other one who had just approached with the fat man, but she disappeared at some point, and when she appeared behind Hu Kou.

"You fucking ······"

The long-haired woman pulled out the spikes violently, and her beard was thick and she snorted.

In an instant, blood stained his back red.

"Uncle Hu!" Du Sheng was about to step forward, but he raised his hand violently.

"Don't come here!" Hu Kou gasped for several breaths.

Drops of blood dripped to the ground through the soaked back. Hu Kou clenched the kitchen knife in his hand and muttered to himself, "Damn, come here while Lao Tzu is talking." ”

As she spoke, the long-haired woman slowly turned into an afterimage, and finally disappeared completely in front of her eyes, as if she had never appeared at all.

"Hehe, dead fat man, how is it, does it feel good to be stabbed?" The sharp-mouthed man covered his wound and sneered.

"Hehe, it's okay," Hu Kou grinned: "It's just that the stab is not yet hot, and these two blows will not kill Lao Tzu!" ”

"Lin, do you hear it, you just have too soft a heart!" The sharp-mouthed man said loudly into the air: "Think about our ghost hand and eagle, and be merciful with him?" After speaking, the sharp-mouthed man glanced at the fat man again: "Iron man, go on." ”

The fat man nodded, and suddenly flew away, and rushed towards Hu Kou again.

This time, Hu was rough but no longer dodged, and put on a posture ready to take this blow.

"Bang!"

The powerful wave of qi stirred up a cloud of dust and smoke, and Hu Kou took the fat man's punch hard, and his body was involuntarily swept away for several meters, and his feet made two deep black marks on the ground. There was no time to catch his breath, and the sharp-mouthed man detoured up from the side, just like before, the two of them were fast and slow, one was hard, and the thick mouth had to block the fat man's frontal bombardment, and he had to be careful of the strange surprise attack of the sharp-mouthed man, and he had to beware of disappearing everywhere, and he didn't know where to appear, and then suddenly gave himself a knife to the long-haired woman.

Although the knife technique is sharp, the wound on the back is bleeding more and more, and it has to fight one against three, but it can only retreat again and again.

Suddenly, Hu Kou roared roughly, and the speed in his hand instantly became extremely fast, and the two kitchen knives were like two dragons, rolling up a wave of blazing qi around Hu Kouku.

The fat man and the sharp-mouthed man instinctively took two steps back, but Hu Kou had no intention of stopping, and the air wave became more and more intense, like a small tornado, wrapping Hu Kou in the center of the storm. The wave of qi seemed to carry countless invisible blades, and Du Sheng could even hear the sound of the air being torn.

"Stinky boy, quick!" Hu Kou shouted roughly.

Du Sheng was shocked in his heart, and then he suddenly realized that there was a fierce battle just now, and Hu Kou Rough had unconsciously retreated to the edge of the white mist, and the wind that rolled up was not rushing towards the fat man or the sharp-mouthed man, but tearing the white mist behind Hu Kou Rough alive A huge crack.

"Quick!" Another shout.

"What are you going to do?"

"Less nonsense!"

The churning white mist seemed to be unwilling, trying its best to retract it, but the waves of qi stirred out by Hu Kou were like a pair of invisible big hands, forcibly holding down the torn crack.

Looking at everything in front of him, Du Sheng couldn't help but clench his teeth.

This kind of unbelievable battle, Du Sheng didn't even think about it, when he once met the mustache, Du Sheng thought it was the most terrifying monster, but he didn't expect that today's few people, are better than the mustache back then, although he is worried about the injury on the back of the beard, but he can't help by staying here, maybe it will become an obstacle to the beard.

"Damn!" Du Sheng's heart was horizontal, and he was about to rush towards the crack with his legs, when suddenly, a sense of unexplained fear slammed from behind, and the breathtaking cold air instantly hit his whole body along his spine, shaking Du Sheng unable to move.

A cold hand was gently grabbing Du Sheng's shoulder, although the strength was small, Du Sheng couldn't resist, and he didn't even have the strength to shake it off.

It's her—looking at it, Du Sheng instantly gasped.

It was her, the long-haired woman.