The nearest Wang Dacai was smuggled into the small courtyard, and only one foot was raised to enter the house, when a tornado fell from the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thunderbolts crackled, and people descended from the sky like dumplings. More than a dozen people in various costumes, including men, women, old and young, rolled and struggled on the ground, but no one shouted.

Zheng Guogong and Lord Wang hurriedly ran up to take a look, and a guard on the bright face next to him also followed, pressing a closer look: "The chin has been removed... I have poison in my back teeth..."

After speaking, he immediately called a few guards to step forward and take out these fangs from their mouths together. But his chin didn't take it back, and he was afraid that he would bite his tongue and kill himself.

Hua Yun and Fengxing flew down from above and said, "Knock down the back teeth, it won't affect your speech and you won't be able to bite your tongue." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward to demonstrate in person, slapped twice, shook his head, and more than a dozen teeth bounced on the stone slab.

Those guards were really moved to learn, but unfortunately they didn't control it well with Huayun's strength, either they didn't hit the teeth, or they hit the wrong teeth.

"Just practice more."

A few people really changed people to practice again.

The secret guards guarding in the shadows only felt that their hands were itchy, and they really wanted to go out and practice.

Lord Wang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, Hua Yun raised his hand to stop him in a gust of wind, and said: "These people are really cunning, there are tunnels in the house, but I still want to set off fireworks signals, hehe, can they succeed?" Lock it up first, this is the nearest one, and then we'll go somewhere else. When they are all caught, I will personally interrogate them. ”

Tunnel? She threw out a small metal pinball, clanging, and it was clear where it was empty. Throw a small throwing knife into the tunnel, and no one can run ten meters. Firework? Fengxing throws a water mass over, and the fuse fire folds the candle lampholder, which one can catch it? Still want to resist or kill yourself? Want to be drained of air or want to be wrapped in bubbles? The two of them did not alarm the guests who were drunk and dreaming of death in the gentle township, so they grabbed them.

Feng Xing instructed: "Grandpa Guo, you have to watch it, don't let them die." ”

Otherwise, it won't be enough for his wife to play.

The two flew away again.

For more than an hour, dumplings were dropped four times over the small courtyard of Zheng Guogong's mansion, and nearly ten rooms in the courtyard next door were full of people.

The secret guards of Zheng Guogong's Mansion were boiling, and they lined up short shifts to take turns to practice slapping. Think about it, if you slap down, your left back tooth will fall out, and if you slap it again, your right back tooth will vomit. How to think about it, how to be happy, how to smoke it. If you can't smoke the dead, you can still give a dismount, what a good thing. I'm not sure when I'll meet it next time.

More than 100 people, the number of Peony Pavilion people is the most, there are more than 50 people, among which there are two national colors and heavenly fragrance of the top brand, which is not necessarily seen by the nobles of the capital who have spent money.

Hua Yun personally slapped the two of them and removed their teeth. Under their cannibalistic gaze, Hua Yun also ravaged their complicated hairstyles and found two small things, poisonous.

"Tsk, you have to remove your arms first, otherwise will you poison others or yourself at this time?"

The two beauties with their chin crooked and their arms hanging down struggled desperately, but they couldn't break free from Hua Yun's black hand stretched out into their towering chests.

"Ah, there really is." Hua Yun looked at the men behind her who were watching her learn from the scriptures: "When you are having fun, you are not afraid of being poisoned?" ”

The secret guards of the Zheng family were very embarrassed, and they were glad that they had to wear a black scarf at this time. They haven't been to the Peony Pavilion as a guest, right? Thinking that Mrs. Guoshi didn't pity the fragrance and jade at all, but why did they admire it so much, and look at the cheeks of the two top cards with missing back teeth and collapsed, how to look at how Coke.

Zheng Guogong and the other four adults decided to start the trial immediately.

Hua Yun said: "I don't need you, I'll come, these people are trained to speak so easily." Your trial is too time-consuming, I'll come. ”

Fengxing immediately cleared the scene: "Grandpa Guo and a few adults might as well go to the courtyard next door to have a tea break." ”

Can they refuse? I didn't even have time to ask anything, so I was pushed out.

Where are they in the mood to really go to tea, the four respectable adults are just like that, bending over and listening to the corner with their heads sideways in front of everyone.

I didn't hear any screams and crying and pleading, only muffled sounds, the four of them had the same mind, would these two interrogate? Let's do it themselves.

The door of the house slammed open, and Huayun and Fengxing came out, without looking at them, and flew up into the sky with a whoosh.

One of the guards came out, and the originally swarthy man turned white in a daze, and said to Zheng Guogong: "Someone has recruited a secret den, and the two adults have gone to arrest people." ”

"Hmm." Zheng Guogong nodded and craned his neck to look in.

The guard hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "Grandpa Guo, my subordinates are afraid that you won't be able to eat after seeing it." ”

Zheng Guogong hesitated, his family guarded him and understood, they were all honest children, and they never lied or exaggerated.

Lord Ouyang felt that he and the others were underestimated, and smiled confidently: "That's right, Grandpa Guo hasn't seen many bad scenes, I'm different, the prison of Dali Temple in the Criminal Department, what I haven't seen." Let me go in and take a look, and see if you can stand it. ”

The guards didn't stop him, Lord Ouyang went in with his head held high and smiled smugly, and suddenly came back with a snort, but fortunately he didn't climb with a roll, and he still came out straight.

"What's wrong?"

"Bloody?"

"You can't stand it?"

Lord Ouyang leaned against the wall and vomited for a long time, and the three of them didn't feel like it, patting their backs, smoothing their chests, and handing water, but they all dispelled the urge to take a look in person.

Lord Ouyang raised his face, which was whiter than a ghost, and shook his hand again and again: "These two, it's not... Mortal. ”

Lord Hai was also curious: "More evil than the mural of the 'Ghost Temple'?" ”

The ghost temple is not really called a ghost temple. The temple is the territory where the Buddha lives, how can ghosts enter? The ghost temple that Hai Daren said is a famous ancient temple located deep in the mountains. Legend has it that the yin qi of the mountain gave birth to even the underworld, and a hundred ghosts can break through the ground and bring disaster to the world. Therefore, some monks built a temple to suppress it, and asked the holy hand of the psychic to draw the eighteen layers of hell and various tortures on the inner wall around the temple to deter ghosts from entering the world.

A few years ago, there was a bizarre case in the neighborhood, and these four people, both chief judges and observers, went to try the case together, and visited the famous murals by the way.

Strange to say, the temple is obviously old, the Buddhist hall is dilapidated, there are no monks left behind for a long time, and there is no incense to worship. But the wall with the mural of the hell scene was as good as new, unbroken and unweeded. There is also the tragic and shocking mural, the color is as bright as ever, and the ghost on it is lifelike, when people look at it for a long time, it seems to be immersive. The heat of the fire, the burnt smell of the flesh, the cold and hard chains, the viciousness of the yin, the screams of the ghosts... Rushing to the face.

The four of them couldn't stand it after a few glances, and Lord Ouyang scraped some mud with his nails, so he left in a hurry, and came back to find a lot of special people to see it, and it was indeed a pigment that had been retained for an unknown number of years.

Lord Ouyang's fingers picking out the paint were black, faintly smelly, accompanied by the Taoist monks of Huangjue Temple, he returned the little paint back to the wall, kowtowed to make amends, and the blackened fingers immediately returned to normal, no smell and no pain.

All four of them said that the mural was painted compared to the real hell.

Lord Ouyang clutched his chest and said, "In that room, there is a purgatory for the living, in comparison, I would rather go to see the mural." ”

So... Miserable?

"How... Didn't hear anyone screaming? ”

"What's it called?" Lord Ouyang's hands and feet trembled: "Either you close your eyes or you take off your mouth... There is no one to talk about. (To be continued.) )