Chapter 6 I Am the Wind

The butcher, the apricot tree, the old woman, and the teacher all frowned at the same time.

In the wind and rain building of the Feng Pavilion, the butcher was sharpening his knife, and suddenly, the butcher's footsteps moved, and the next moment he appeared in the sky above Guanghe Town, a white shadow flickered past him, and the butcher stretched out his hand, but grabbed a void.

Hmph, the butcher sneered, took another step, the figure flashed away, and the next moment it appeared on the street, and a white shadow flashed past him.

The butcher sneered: "Interesting, but far from it"

The two figures, one white and one black, kept flashing in all corners, and slowly the butcher Khan was as big as a fight, because he found that he couldn't catch up with the white shadow at all.

"Hahaha, the wind is light, I am the wind, I am the wind, I am the wind......"

The weasel is like a madman, running faster and faster under his feet, and riding the demon wind straight up to the clouds.

The speed of the white shadow is too fast, even if it is caught, it will slip away from the fingertips, and the butcher is shocked, what kind of exercise is this.

The two figures are almost to the extreme, and there are phantoms of the two people everywhere in the sky and streets of Guanghe Town.

The butcher frowned, he had to arrive early at the next place of this man's stay, he reached out and took the knife from his waist, and instead of pursuing, he turned around and shot at the high wall facing him, the blade slicing through the void with a clattering sound.

Ding

The emaciated man was nailed to the wall and struggled to the death.

The butcher grinned, walked up leisurely, and the knife light on his waist wiped the man's neck, and the thin man's head fell to the ground.

"I'm the wind, I'm the wind, I'm the wind, I'm the wind......" The head fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, his eyes were swollen, and his mouth was still unable to read.

"Something is wrong!" the butcher's face changed, and the head on the ground suddenly grinned at him, and the smile was gloomy, grinning to the back of the head, and it was terrifying.

"Bastard!" the butcher kicked over, but the kick was empty, and the head on the ground turned into a puff of black smoke, which disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the corpses and large cloth bags on the wall fell to the ground with a thud, turning into sand.

The other side.

The old woman's speed was extremely fast, and her body was as light as a feather, floating all the way.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and with a bang, the old woman was smashed back, and there was a big blood stain on her forehead.

"Slut, return my knife. ”

A fierce old man with a goatee rushed up with a large iron knife and made a fierce move.

The old woman was stunned, who this person was, she didn't remember it at all, but Guanghe Town was the place where she was, and she couldn't get a killer, she was entangled and couldn't move.

The teacher put away the table, and the children walked out from behind him, and what was even more strange was that the faces of these children were all teaching craftsmen.

There are a large number of children, some of them jump up, jump on the eaves, and look around, and some run around the streets, densely packed with thousands of people.

Dozens of little teachers hurriedly lifted Mr. Teach, roaring and noisy, and the speed was fast, taking Mr. Teach, shuttling through the streets.

A fallen leaf floated by, Hu Xing's little hand touched lightly, the fallen leaf grew in the wind, Hu Xingyu stepped on the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves flew up and chased her in the direction of Yuxin.

But the next moment, a scholar blocked his way.

"I've seen Hu Niang!"

Hu Xing's little face was surprised, the person in front of him was dressed white, carrying a book on his back, elegant and elegant, with a smile on his face, and that smile made Hu Xing feel like a spring breeze.

And most importantly...... This man looks exactly like Foolishness.

"Your breath...... I've seen you?" said Apricot in disbelief.

Scholar Yu Xin smiled slightly, and said quite smugly: "Do you think I am knowledgeable?" ”

Hu Xing began to recall in his mind, it seems that there was a time when Yu Xin actually talked to him about the exercises, and he knew a lot.

Hu Xing was puzzled: "How do you know my exercises so well." ”

The scholar Yu Xin was full of spirits and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, that Hu Niang thinks, how much Yu Xin has learned this exercise?"

"That fool taught you?"

Hu Niang frowned, and suddenly her eyes were fluttering, full of spring, and she looked at the scholar with interest.

The scholar laughed foolishly: "Fool? Hu Niang thinks that a sober person is sewn and mended by someone, and it is a fool who can endure and keep silent?"

Hu Xing's heart was suddenly confused, and the awake person? That is to say......

The scholar did not move: "Hu Niang's charm is good. ”

"You're not stupid, so what is your purpose?" Hu Xing suppressed the panic in her heart, she couldn't see through the scholar in front of her, she also ignored his charm that time, she couldn't waste time on him, the old woman seemed to be kept by someone, could there be other foolishness?

Hu Xing smiled slightly, and that smile remained the same.

The scholar Yuxin also smiled, slowly took off the book behind him, and looked at the book.

When the breeze blew, the apricots were actually blown apart.

Fake?

The real apricot is gone.

Scholar Yuxin looked at the position of the dissipated afterimage and smiled, that smile was meaningful.

I saw him raise his hand slightly, as if time was going back, and Hu Xing appeared in front of him again, looking at him with an annoyed face.

Hu Xing clearly remembered that he used a trick to chase Yu Xin, and he was about to catch up, but as soon as the picture turned, he came back again.

"What kind of magic are you, so evil, I'm obviously already by the Guangshui River?"

The scholar said foolishly: "Why don't Hu Niang wait here for a while." ”

Hu Xing was furious, using her hand as a knife, Qianying went straight to the scholar Yuxin, but what surprised him even more was that her hand passed directly through the scholar Yuxin's chest.

Scholar Yu Xin still flipped through the book: "Hu Niang thinks that in the case of being defeated, how can I keep Hu Niang?"

Hu Xing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Illusion!"

"A saint is a saint, and she is very intelligent. The scholar quipped.

This made Hu Xing's pupils shrink even more, and he couldn't remember how long it had been, and no one had ever called himself that.

"Who the hell are you?"

......

Everything is in the calculation of foolishness, starting from every death, starting from the first sight of the scholar foolishness, from the first sight of the foolish man.

It's a big plan for both of them!

The speed of the weasel is extremely fast, and every time it crosses an intersection, three identical shadows will be scattered, running in different directions, slowly, the town is full of weasels carrying big cloth bags running around, even the weasel himself is almost forgotten, who is the deity.

The little boy who taught the craftsman looked around, and when he saw that one was beating one by one, as long as he found the target, he rushed up and punched and kicked him, and the butcher was even more helpless.

The weasel carried the foolish and went straight to the edge of the town, as long as he left Guanghe Town and entered the mountains, it was not a high mountain to swim, and the sky was high to fly.

Suddenly, a teaching boy ran towards him as a target, and the weasel was in a hurry, as if he was in a panic, and hit him in a daze, ignoring the high wall in front of him.

The weasel slammed straight into the wall, and there were ripples on the wall, like water.

The little boy who looked like a teacher also rushed over in a daze, and hit a bag with a bang.

On one wall, a black shadow ran through the wall, like a ghost, jumping from this wall to that wall.

In the wall, the weasel was leisurely and said secretly: "These two people have some skills, how did they meet hard stubble, hum, Lao Tzu is not bad." ”

"But I'm so tormented, these two people are always around me, although they can't find me, but they seem to have senses, what's going on?"

As if thinking of something, the weasel jumped out of the wall, threw the fool out of the bag, and touched all over his body.

"Obediently, someone actually put a blood curse on you!" the weasel frowned, isn't that impossible to eat?

No, no, how can you not want the meat in your mouth, the weasel snorted and thought, this meat Lao Tzu is sure to eat.

After thinking about it, the weasel grinned and said, "You kid is lucky, this blood curse Lao Tzu has studied it thoroughly." ”

As the name suggests, the blood curse uses its essence and blood as a spell to attach it to its main soul, and then extracts a trace of the main soul and puts it, and the cursed person can feel it wherever he goes.

Moreover, the blood curse is particularly troublesome, requiring the extraction of nearly half of the essence blood, and the need to pull the soul out of the body.

If you want to solve this blood curse, you must either drain the blood from your whole body, or you can extract the main soul and grind away the essence blood on it.

Bloodletting is not terrible, what is terrible is the kind of pain where the soul is extracted, just thinking about it, the weasel feels cold in his limbs, and the cold hair explodes.

"How much of a feud?" muttered the weasel.

Only Foolish Xin knew that this blood curse was not because of great hatred, but because of its unbearable pain, and the butcher believed that only after experiencing complete pain would he become more resilient and his soul stronger.

In the eyes of the butcher, this is for the sake of tempering foolishness, and this is for foolishness.

I saw that the thin man's fingers quickly hit Yu Xin's body, using his fingers as needles, and his small eyes with big pinholes oozed blood straight out.

Bloodlet first to avoid blood poison remaining in the body, and then dispel the soul.

The thin man's monkey cheek face suddenly changed into a weasel's head, and he inhaled violently at Foolish.

Foolish mortals can't resist the power of spirits, and their souls are involuntarily pulled out.

There was indeed a slap-sized piece of blood on Yu Xin's soul, the weasel smiled, bit off the blood clot in one bite, and the pain Yu Xin almost couldn't help it, but this is also in the calculation, this is inevitable.

After biting off the soul, he immediately pulled out a yellow hair from his body, and with a gentle blow, the yellow hair swelled and turned crookedly into a small weasel the size of a palm.

The thin man blew at him, blew the blood clot soul on him, and waved his hand, and the little weasel staggered and ran away in the opposite direction.

The weasel shook his head, turned into a human face, and contentedly put the foolishness of the giggling into the cloth bag, and the old god walked out of the town.