When the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell on the stone slabs of the courtyard, Chen Meng, who was sitting cross-legged on the grass and his clothes were wet with dew, also opened his eyes at this moment.

"Return to the sea realm, four swirls!"

"Boom!" A strong aura spread to the surroundings with Chen Meng as the center, and the three-inch-thick soil around it suddenly seemed to be dug up by a hoe, and it turned over directly.

Except for the small piece where Chenmeng's ass was sitting, one and a half feet of land has been given a makeover, and there are two bluestone steps, free from the shackles of the land, and on the wet grass, get out of the way.

Chen Meng clenched his fists, feeling that Xuanyuan, who was thirty percent stronger than before, nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: "To break into the mainland, you still need some strength to protect yourself." ”

"I didn't go to bid farewell to Uncle Lin yesterday, but I hurried to do it this morning, so I set off early. ”

Chen Meng got up, touched his wet clothes, turned around and went back to the house.

After half a pillar of incense, Chen Meng changed into a clean and tidy robe and walked out.

Yu Qingqing was still sleeping, Chen Meng didn't wake her up, he knew that Lin Siyi had always had the intention to make him his son-in-law, if he took Yu Qingqing to resign, with Lin Siyi's irritable personality, maybe something would happen.

Unexpectedly, Chen Meng had only walked two or three steps before there was a sharp knock on the door, accompanied by a slightly shrill shout.

"Chenmeng, you bastard, hurry up and open the door for the master!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Meng couldn't help but be stunned, "Haijia, what is he doing here?" ”

Chen Meng frowned, judging from the tone of Haijia's roar, this is not to see him off, but to be a little unkind.

Haijia's voice dissipated, and Chen Meng heard Lin Ziyou's voice again, muttering quietly there.

"It's not Brother Chenmeng's fault, it's that vixen, she seduces people! ”

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, Chen Meng was my good buddy when I was a child, I know his temper and character best, he is such a affectionate person, how could he not want Ziyou sister you, it seems that there is really a fox spirit, I am afraid that the Tao is not low, otherwise how can I confuse Chen Meng not want you." ”

"yes, yes, you scold the vixen. ”

"Oh, yes. ”

Outside the gate, Haijia, dressed in green, stood among the gravels, with a look of injustice on his face for Lin Ziyou, and his head was like a crazy point like a wooden fish.

"Harm, the fox spirit inside, you listen to me, Brother Chenmeng is Sister Ziyou, if you dare to continue to confuse Brother Chenmeng, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing the fox, wait until I break this door, and then take a big knife to cut you back to your original shape, and wait until then, see how you still confuse people, and see how you continue to do evil." ”

"Yes, cut you back to your original form. Lin Ziyou stood beside Haijia, her beautiful face was full of excitement, and her pink fists were clenched tightly.

In a relatively clean place like the alley, the big quarrel between Haijia and Lin Ziyou undoubtedly attracted the attention of many passers-by.

The grandmother who was weaving the basket at the door walked to the door tremblingly, looked at the beautiful girl, and the girl beside the girl who looked a little out of shape, shook her arms and said: "Hey, blacksmith, what are those two little boys yelling there, I don't even have the heart to weave baskets." ”

The blacksmith was a white-haired old man who looked to be seventy or eighty years old, and he lived opposite the cook, but his iron stall was placed in front of his grandmother's door.

"I heard that it was the Chenmeng Gongzi of the Xingyu Chamber of Commerce, who was hooked by the fox spirit, and the third lady took the buddies who played with Chen Menggongzi when she was a child, and she was asking the fox spirit Xingshi. ”

"Blacksmith, who are you, do you still believe that there are fox spirits in that yard?" The pork dealer who was setting up a stall next to the blacksmith poked his head out, revealing two golden front teeth and two rows of yellow and black teeth, and laughed: "The fox turns into a man, and I don't know how heavy the demonic spirit is, are you old and have a bad nose?"

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. The blacksmith gave the pork dealer a blank look.

"Pork Tong, no wonder you can't find your wife, I'm afraid the brain is not your pig's. Grandma glared at the pork dealer silently, and said leisurely: "You already owe a lot of blood debt, and now you still kill pigs every day, and create evil, if you meet a woman who does not dislike you in the future, then she will only be a hen that will not lay eggs." ”

"I can't lay eggs, it's a woman, it's good to have a body. Pork Tong smiled, glanced up and down at Grandma's body, and said, "Speaking of debts, I'm afraid that the pigs I have killed over the years can't compare to the murders you made back then." ”

Grandma's face changed, she snorted coldly, closed the wooden door hard, and continued to weave baskets in the house.

"If you want to talk about killing, my Situ Feng can't be worth more than one percent of you in your life. The blacksmith glanced at the pork, exhaled, got up, rolled up the tablecloth on which the ironware was placed, and was about to leave.

"This knife ......" The middle-aged man held a large knife beaten by a blacksmith, and when he looked down, he saw that the blacksmith had rolled up the tablecloth and disappeared, leaving only a low-legged wooden table in place.

"White Prostitution ......"

The middle-aged man whistled in his mouth, his eyes were sinister, and he carefully pinned the knife to his waist, and only after it was stable did he raise his feet and leave as if nothing happened.

"Ahem, you don't give money with a knife, you're so bold. Pork Tong stared at the middle-aged man for a long time, and when he saw that he was leaving, his face immediately became extremely serious.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and when he looked sideways to see that it was the pork dealer talking, he hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing, this knife is not yours. The middle-aged man looked at the pork pass vigilantly, he had long heard the old man in the family say that the people over fifty years old in this alley, more than seventy percent of the people are not simple.

The appearance of this pork pass is like the alternation of 50 years old and 60 years old.

Pork stared straight at the middle-aged man, and at that moment there seemed to be something foreign swimming in his pupils, "That's my friend's!"

What kind of eyes are that! The middle-aged man saw that there was something moving in the pupils of the pork's eyes, and tried his best to see a little clearly, but when his eyes narrowed slightly, he saw clearly that the foreign object swimming in the pupils of the pork's eyes was actually a projection of a killing god.

Whenever the long knife in the hand of the god of killing fell, the middle-aged man could see that the projection of a living being was split in half, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

After a while, the middle-aged man saw that the projection in the pupils of the pork was rapidly magnified, until the killing god looked the same size as himself.

After killing a living creature with a knife, the killing god turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with a cruel smile.

That smile tugged at the middle-aged man's tense heartstrings, as if he was issuing a notice of "you are next", which frightened the middle-aged man to scream.

After a while, the killing god licked a mouthful of blood from the tip of the knife, and under the direct gaze of the middle-aged man, he slowly walked over with the knife.

There were still a few steps between the two, and the killing god horizontal knife was in front of him, aiming at the middle-aged man's neck, as if he was thinking about whether this knife would be enough to kill the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man gasped, his hands clenched into fists, but he couldn't lift the full Xuanyuan in his body, and that feeling of powerlessness seemed to be that the Xuanyuan in this body no longer belonged to him.

At this point, the fear in the middle-aged man's heart reached the extreme, and even he himself felt a tingling pain in his neck, obviously the killing god had not yet walked in front of him, but the knife in the hand of the killing god seemed to begin to grind back and forth on his neck, and the liquid held at the urine door finally couldn't help but release it at this moment.

"Give...... Give you money...... Three hundred, no, no, no, five hundred yuan. The middle-aged man tightened his lower body, hurriedly took out five Xiang coins worth 100 from his pocket, and threw them to Pork Tong.

Pork Tong caught the flying coins, smiled, and began to retract the projection unhurriedly, saying, "Don't be greedy." ”

Finally, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, when the killing god was about to cut his neck, the pork passed the projection completely.

The vision disappeared in front of him, and the middle-aged man exhaled, feeling terrified.

"That thing seems to really kill me...... When he was watched, the Xuanyuan in his body was like he was imprisoned, and he couldn't be moved at all, what kind of person was he......" The middle-aged man looked at Pork Tong in horror.

can't think about it, the warmth from his pants made him red-faced and embarrassed.

Pork Tong sat there, looking at the middle-aged man's wet crotch with interest, and his mouth was slurking.

"It's hard to see how old a person is still peeing his pants. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was even more ashamed in his heart, and under the words of Pork Tong, he attracted the side eyes of several people, which made him feel even more ashamed, and immediately grabbed his thighs and twisted away.

"It's boring, it's boring, why don't you lose your temper with me, you want to fight with me, I made him lose face like this. Pork Tong looked at the back of the middle-aged man with disappointment, shook his head, and said, "It's not common to be stupid, and you can see and cherish it." ”

After that, Pork Tong looked up at the sky again, as if he was thinking about something.