'Am I dead?' ’

Leng Xiaotai stood on the cloister, against the flow of people.

The people in the courtyard whispered and pulled each other towards the ancestral hall.

"Are you really going to put him to death? That filthy thing didn't do anything, huh? ”

"Don't pretend to be stupid, our family has more or less seen some meaning in this matter, but no one dares to say it in the open."

"I just didn't expect Grandpa to move so fast."

Leng Xiaotai guessed that his spiritual essence was afraid that it would be swallowed by the turbid undead, so after merging with it, he could see the mirror fragments of these undead before his death.

Several people walked along the base of the wall with their eyebrows lowered and their shoulders squeezed, their shadows hidden in the shadow of the wall.

"Actually, I haven't understood, isn't that dirty thing a demonic thing? Why did the great grandfather keep him in the ancestral hall, and he raised him for nineteen years? ”

"Can't you see that the shadow of that filthy thing is missing?"

"I'm young, I haven't learned to read movies yet. What if one piece is missing? Rare? ”

"Rare, rare. This human spirit is complete, for example, like the dial, but if any of the gears are missing and crooked, the dial is not secure. Every minute and second that passes is a fluke, and if you drop the watch to the ground, the dial may collapse. The same is true for the human soul, the soul of that dirty thing is not stable, every minute and second of life is a fluke, maybe the soul will be scattered after some impact. Although it is a disadvantage, it is also a disadvantage, that is, since the broken soul is extremely susceptible to fluctuations, it is very flexible. ”

"Resilient? Isn't that the speed of the spirit grows fast? How many spiritual qualities can be absorbed?! Damn, then with him, won't you be able to live longer?! ”

"Yes, Old Gaozu just takes a fancy to him, otherwise that dirty thing will be killed as soon as it is peeled off the young master's body. All evil things are disguises, in order to lock up people justifiably and raise them into a wasted person. We can't let him grow up to resist before the time is right, and we can't let him run. ”

"Heh, I can't prevent it, but he was killed, or was he killed by his own mother."

Leng Xiaotai's face was gloomy, and he turned to follow the people.

"What do you mean?"

"Our Min family is based on nine generations as a round, and the position of the head of the family in the past generations is passed down from the ancestor to the great-great-grandson, and the person who sits on the position of the head of the family will also become the longest-lived person in the whole clan. Now that Gaozu can prolong his life by absorbing Min Huan's spiritual quality, do you think he will give way? Seven years ago, the little sons of the second master's family dragged Min Huan to the lake and drowned people, who do you think bewitched these children? Who has been spreading rumors about Min Huan in the house all these years? It is the mother of the young master. In order to let her son sit as the head of the family as scheduled, the woman took advantage of the fear and discrimination of the people in the house against Min Huan, and quietly turned the entire old mansion into an execution ground for hatred of Min Huan. ”

"Listening to you say that, it's really safer in the cage for that dirty thing."

"In the end, this woman is still too weak to directly use poison assassination to give this child a good time. I heard this from my father. In fact, Min Huan did drown that day, but the person did not die and ran away. It's just that I didn't expect that the next day, the young master would bring back a child from outside, and the shadow was the same as Min Huan, and the appearance was also very similar. Now the one kneeling in the ancestral hall is an impostor, and many people in the whole clan can see that it is fake, but no one dares to say it. ”

"What do you do with less master?"

"The game is out. If you want me to say, the Min family has been cultivated with the strength of the whole clan since birth, and he has the demeanor of the head of the family at a young age, and he takes over as the head of the family, and no one in the whole clan is unconvinced. It's just that after all, Old Gaozu has governed the Min family for a hundred years, and the young lord can't win or lose in this battle for power, so he simply doesn't fight. You also know that the young master has protected Min Huan since he was a child, so he only needs to keep Min Huan alone. ”

"You mean to say that the imposter's soul is also missing a piece that can replace Dirty Dong... Uh, Min Hwan? ”

"Well, the young master handed over the fake Min Huan to Gao Zu, and made a promise that as long as the Min family did not track down Min Huan's whereabouts, he could completely ignore the matter of the position of the head of the family. Now that the time is ripe, Gaozu publicly executed the fake Min Huan, just to give Min Lun a dismissal in front of the whole clan, from today on, I am afraid that there will be no more 'young master'. ”

While speaking, Leng Xiaotai had already followed these people to the ancestral hall of Nuoda, the room was crowded, he copied his pockets, and stepped on the threshold unscrupulously to look in.

Kneeling in front of the crowd was a thin teenager, with pale skin and hair that had not been trimmed for a long time and had grown to his waist. The young man lowered his head, his arms crossed by two strong men, he obviously looked so weak that he didn't have the slightest strength to resist, but he wanted to do more.

In the warm and cold season, the young man was only wearing a light white single shirt, with white ankles exposed at the short trouser legs, Leng Xiaotai looked at the familiar tattoo coldly, and suddenly quieted down when he heard the noisy voice.

An old man walked slowly up to the young man, and his shriveled hand slowly lifted the young man's face. The cold face Xiaotai is very familiar, and it coincides with the first meeting of the nineteen-year-old in his memory.

"Lun'er." The old man said, "I remember, you said that you would take the opportunity of the whole family gathering today to tell everyone? ”

Min Lun stood obediently in the far corner of the first row of the crowd, and it wasn't until the old man mentioned it that people noticed that the Min family, who had an overwhelming aura in the past, was so hidden in the crowd without any sense of existence. Min Lun was born with a smile and can look calm and calm on any occasion.

He stepped forward respectfully and saluted everyone, his voice was clean and clear, "Elders, Min Lun grew up in the old house since he was a child, and he is deeply cared for by the elders, and Min Lun also knows the high hopes of the whole clan for Min Lun. The longevity of the grandfather Bai Song, the spirit of the treasure knife is not old, compared to me, who is not experienced in the world, it is natural to have rich experience and manage the family. Min Lun implored the elders to postpone the date of succession, and also asked the great-grandfather to retire a few years later, because the grandson was still immature and did not have the courage to accept the head of the family. I want to ask my grandfather to approve my grandson to go outside the mountain for some years, so that the uncles who branch out of the mountain can take their grandchildren around a few more years to see each other for a long time. ”

The old man's old voice laughed dryly, "My grandson hasn't had enough of it." Anyway, if you want to play, you can play, grandpa is not old. ”

After speaking, the old man returned his gaze to the young man's face, "Don't forget the topic. He held the side of the young man's neck with the palm of his hand, and pressed his thumb on the young man's Adam's apple, "The hexagram book says that this demon is limited to 19 years, and if it is not removed, it will become a great disaster." I miss you being reincarnated in my Min family, and you also have blood and bones, so I have raised you so far. Now that your limit has arrived, Grandpa Gaozu is going to send you on your way. ”

The young man's clear eyes reflected the old man's kind smile, his eyelashes trembled, and the blood splashed on the young man's white and tender cheeks. Killed in an instant, the glowing pupils immediately dimmed.

"Dead?"

"Dead."

There was an indiscernible whisper in my ears.

"Take it down, and bury it." The old man wiped the blood on his fingers with a handkerchief and walked aside, the young man's body exposed to everyone's sight. - He sat on his knees with a thumb-wide bloody hole in his neck that ran through his throat. Large expanses of blood poured out of the bloody hole, slicing across the collarbone, staining the placket of the white garment.

The crowd was speechless for a moment, and they did not dare to stand still. A bald boy was so frightened that he ran out of the ancestral hall with his crotch covered. The old man smiled and said, "Let's disperse." ”

The heavy feet of the crowd were loosened at this time, and they all walked out of the door. But at this moment

"Ah!!h

The woman's screams were very piercing, Leng Xiaotai heard the voice, and saw a middle-aged man pick up the candlestick on the ancestral hall and smash it on the head of the woman next to him like crazy, and the woman was smashed to the point that her head was bleeding and she fell to the ground and died.

Just as the people who didn't know the reason stepped forward to pull the fight, on the other side, the same tragedy happened again.

Screams erupted, and more and more people joined the fratricidal melee uncontrollably, crying and swearing, watching in disbelief as they brutally killed their loved ones and then were brutally killed by their loved ones.

In the chaos, perhaps no one noticed that the moment the young man died, the shadows of all of them had been shrouded in the shadow of the young man's scattered spirits.

The old man clung to his crutches with a pale face, and already understood what was happening in front of him. At a loss, he saw Min Lun in the crowd. ——In the blood flying, Min Lun stood calmly with his hands in his hands, a pair of sharp eyes hidden in the narrow slits of his eyes, except for laughing, he couldn't reveal more emotions.

"Grandpa Gao, I didn't break my promise." Min Lun smiled, "I won't take over as the head of your family, because from now on, there will be no more Min family." ”

As he spoke, a long fan pierced the old man's chest, Min Lun let go of his hand, and still stood respectfully in front of the old man, "Also, Grandpa Gao, you are already very old." ”

With a bang, the corpse fell to the ground, drawing a stop to the whole tragedy. There was no sound in the ancestral hall, and the scattered spirits gradually shrank back into the young man's body. I don't know when, the terrible blood hole has completely healed, the young man moved his fingers, raised his head, only the dejected eyes still did not look like a living.

"Just kill them all." The boy stood up, "Just like the garbage on the island, when people die, they only have rotten meat, and when they die, they have what garbage should look like." ”

He looked at the corpses on the ground coldly and reminded Min Lun, "Put rotten meat in garbage bags, and the garbage collection day for combustible materials is Tuesday." ”

The corners of Min Lun's mouth lifted, and he suddenly snapped his fingers. Immediately after, the corpses on the ground exploded into slurry, and the undead who had just dispersed in the atmosphere also coalesced together with a force that defied nature, and the mixed slurry merged into a whirlpool of wind in midair.

In just a few seconds, the corpse and the undead were crumpled into a behemoth that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Min Lun walked in front of the young man, and his voice was rare and gentle, "If garbage is used well, it can also be made into a work of art, such as it, such as you." ”

The young man's face was dead, and his voice was so smooth that it did not fluctuate, he raised his head and looked at Min Lun who was close to him, "Do you still need me to help you kill someone?" ”

This time Min Lun really smiled, he raised his hand and rubbed the young man's head, "No need, you are free." ”

The young man who had been touched did not show dissatisfaction or joy, he turned around and walked towards the door with an expressionless face, looked up, and met Leng Xiaotai standing on the threshold.

The moment they looked at each other, Leng Xiaotai suddenly felt dizzy. It was suddenly dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in the birdcage.

"What was that memory just now? Am I dead? Leng Xiaotai raised his forehead and muttered to himself, he found that he was still locked in a birdcage by Min Lun, and the behemoth that was supposed to kill him disappeared silently.

"What's going on?" Leng Xiaotai didn't know the situation, and soon, his doubts were answered by the restless soul in his body. - That big guy was absorbed into him?!

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Leng Xiaotai suddenly became clear. If this was the very center of the Mountain Ridge Spirit Vortex, his uncontrollable growth of spiritual speed meant that he had to absorb more spiritual essence from the atmosphere. And beside him, the biggest source of spiritual essence is this monster made of corpse pulp and undead. So as long as Leng Xiaotai's spiritual speed growth is faster than this monster, it is not the monster that devours him, but he will fight back.

I don't know if the luck at this moment is Min Lun's early arrangement, Leng Xiaotai doesn't have time to rejoice for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he just wants to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

"Help!!" He mustered all his strength and called for help, only thinking of the appearance of a person in his mind, "Lanche! God Lan save me! ”

At this time, Lanche had just met the runaway Shiming, and after hearing the news of Leng Xiaotai's distress, he quickly walked to the vicinity of the deep house. Hearing Leng Xiaotai's call for help, Lanche immediately appeared in front of the ancestral hall. He slammed the door open, and when he saw Leng Xiaotai, who was unharmed, looking at him with blank eyes, Lanche calmed down a little.

He didn't care to speak, he dodged to the birdcage in three or two steps, pulled the lock of the birdcage, and walked in.

"Is it hurt?" He stepped forward, "Are you alright?" ”

Leng Xiaotai grabbed Lanche's wrist, "Hurry up, let's go, you can't stay here longer." ”

"Okay." Lanche stepped up to follow, but the moment he was picked up by Leng Xiaotai, his soul suddenly felt a cramp. Lanche's pupils shrank, and he clutched his head in pain and took two steps back.

"What's wrong with you, Lanche?" This time, Chang Leng Xiaotai asked anxiously, and reached out to Fu Lanche.

Lanche shook Leng Xiaotai away, and hit the railing with an unsteady center of gravity, "You first, don't touch me first." ”

"Huh?" Leng Xiaotai just cared about pulling Lanche up quickly, "Let's go, this is the Spirit Vortex, my brother said, even a person with a huge spirit can hardly ensure his sobriety, not to mention that I swallowed that big guy just now"

Without waiting for Leng Xiaotai to finish speaking, Lanche pulled Leng Xiaotai and threw the person to the railing heavily. With a bang, the back of Leng Xiaotai's head hit the railing, his eyes were black, and his head just bounced off the iron railing, but he was held down by Lanche's big hand.

"Lan . . . Yes! ”

Lan Che opened his mouth to hold Leng Xiaotai's Adam's apple, his left hand inserted five fingers into Leng Xiaotai's hair gap, pressed Leng Xiaotai's forehead with his palm, and while gnawing Leng Xiaotai's Adam's apple and neck meat, he used his right hand to peel down the wide collar.

Leng Xiaotai felt a chill down his spine, and pushed Lan Che away fiercely, "Lan Shen, you are sober, it's me!" I'm Leng Xiaotai! ”

Lan Che no longer has the gentle appearance he used to treat Leng Xiaotai, he ripped off the outermost layer of Leng Xiaotai's gauze clothes, and the sound of the cloth strips tearing made Leng Xiaotai stumble, he unfortunately tripped over the skirt, whining and mourning, Leng Xiaotai suddenly realized that he was wearing a woman's clothes at this moment!

"Lan God! Don't make a mistake, I'm Leng Xiaotai, the kind with a handle! ”

"I know, I know." Lanche muttered distractedly, his eyes lost focus, and pressed Leng Xiaotai under him with an irresistible force, Leng Xiaotai lay on the ground and struggled desperately, but Lanche was strangled by the neck and almost suffocated.

Lan Che ignored the strength of his hand, and selflessly pressed his forehead against Leng Xiaotai, who was red-faced, and he bit Leng Xiaotai's earlobe with his lips and teeth, repeating indistinctly, "Xiaotai, Xiaotai, I want you." ”

Leng Xiaotai's cold hair stood up, and he trembled in despair, "Lanche, don't scare me." If you dare to go to me, our friends won't have to do it."

Before he could finish speaking, Lanche's lips and tongue wrapped up. Leng Xiaotai admitted that at that moment, he was still bewitched by this kiss, but soon, he was forcibly pulled back to his senses by the creepy touch under him.

"Ranche fuck me / Mom!"

Leng Xiaotai turned his head to avoid the kiss, and his eyes were red with anger. Not only was he angry, he was afraid.

Lanche casually touched the corpse slurry on the ground, and suddenly poked into the world in the skirt. The process was not long, Lanche only perfunctorily expanded twice, and before Leng Xiaotai could digest the shame and panic, he pulled the thigh of the person under him and turned the person over.

Leng Xiaotai was lying on his back on all sides, the clothes on his body were already torn, and there was not much left. The shameful red belly pocket was still hanging crookedly, and the white obscene clothes slid down the shoulders. - This is what Lanche helped him put on. Lanche lifted the hem of her skirt that was in the way, and patiently ripped open her bottoms. Leng Xiaotai felt that he was angry and ridiculous, he was as soft as a woman in Lanche's kneading.

Leng Xiaotai's knees were dragged out of the rough ground, and his legs were finally rested on Lanche's shoulders.

The flesh-like stinging pain drilled down his back and into his brain, and Leng Xiaotai's originally roaring brain was clear in an instant. He lay limply on his back, and the man who wanted him was digging his powerful fingers into his loins, making him unable to move. Maybe this sex/love should be joyful, because the unprecedented coolness is attacking Leng Xiaotai's nerves wave by wave, but Leng Xiaotai is powerless to bear it.

He bites his lower lip tightly and doesn't let the moaning/moaning of shame cater to this sex/love. He liked Lanche, but he still couldn't accept it. He looked into Lanche's empty eyes, feeling the demand beneath him. It shouldn't have been like this, and Lanche didn't love him.

Leng Xiaotai looked away and looked to the side dejectedly. His limp but still push-away arm fell to the ground in despair, his wrist sticking out of the birdcage's railing.

Leng Xiaotai moved his fingers, feeling the air outside the cage with his fingertips, and from beginning to end, he didn't dare to retract his gaze into the cage. 166 Reading Network