"That won't work, he can't die!" Luo Xiaoxiang said loudly: "If he dies, where can I find my sister's whereabouts?" If you force him to death, our Orchid Gate will definitely not give up! ”

"Oh?" The white-bearded old man of Qianmen sneered: "If he doesn't say it for the rest of his life, you will keep him for the rest of your life?" Then you don't have to calculate this account? ”

"I didn't say that, don't be confused!" Luo Xiaoxiang glared at the white-bearded old man: "You Qianmen died, and our Orchid Gate also had an accident, why can't you compare your heart to your heart and fall into the well?" We have a thousand doors with you, and we have always been well water and not river water, do you want to make a feud this time? ”

"I don't want to make a feud, but what about you?" The white-bearded old man's face turned cold: "Are you going to threaten us Qianmen?"

Seeing that the real beautiful sister hadn't appeared yet, the infighting started first.

The golden parrot also cautiously looked up at the red handkerchief - he is also the accomplice of the red handkerchief, and now that the red handkerchief has been caught, he estimates that he will not be able to escape the involvement - just now his eyes are dripping and rolling, as if he wants to call the little brother of the red handkerchief to help, but unfortunately now the little brother is too busy to take care of himself, and he can take care of him anywhere.

The more the golden parrot thinks about it, the more regretful it becomes, and he secretly sighs beside him.

The little brother with the red handkerchief sneered, and suddenly looked at Luo Xiaoxiang: "Don't worry, if I die, your sister will come back soon."

"Dead ......" Luo Xiaoxiang looked at him: "...... you?"

"I'll finally play a trick on you." As he spoke, the little brother stretched out his hand, and the other people were stunned, knowing that the illusion of the red handkerchief was powerful, and they all showed a look of vigilance, probably afraid that the little brother would hurt people again.

At this time, an overwhelming red color appeared in front of us, like the red silk on the stage before the Spring Festival Gala began.

It's very beautiful, and if it weren't for illusion, probably no one would have seen such a beautiful scene.

"Believe it or not." Suddenly, the little brother's voice rang in my ears: "I didn't mean to pay back that little brother in Qianmen, he pressed too hard, I lost my hand - I've been lying to you, and I'm sorry."

I know that from tricking me into the darkroom made of pockmarks in the pin gate, to luring me into the peach pit array, he is trying to pull me out of the chaos of the outer eight gates, but he may not really want to kill me.

It's a nice trick.

"If only you look at our previous friendship." He added, "For the rest, please take care of it."

Before I could answer, the overwhelming red was gone, and I saw him lying motionless in front of me.

The pockmarks of the pin door pounced first, grabbed him by the neck, and muttered, "Dead ......"

Lu Hengchuan also squatted down to take a closer look, raised his head and shook his head at me, meaning that he was hopeless.

Maybe the last trick was the trick he became the best, but unfortunately, he could no longer hear the applause for the trick.

"It's really a ...... to do things alone" The white-bearded old man of Qianmen was actually a little disappointed, if this little brother really didn't bear the responsibility, then he could find an excuse to ask for more compensation from the red handkerchief. But human life has been explained, and if you ask for anything, you can only end up with an aggressive reputation.

"It's a hundred deaths," Gu Cripple stared at the little brother's sleeping face, and muttered, "It's okay."

Who lives well and is willing to die?

Although the craftsmanship of this red handkerchief is indeed very good, but their illusion skills, the cost is very large, the materials are also very rare, and the tricks of take-out in recent years are not as good as in the old days, so that the red handkerchief has been unable to make ends meet, and it is very hard, but they have always kept their promise to their ancestors, but maybe they really can't live now.

This is a child's skill since childhood, and people with red handkerchiefs do not have other skills except for the skills of juggling, and it is difficult to change careers.

Nowadays, science and technology are changing with each passing day, and there are many things that were not available in the old days, and at the same time, many things in the old times are slowly lost.

"He's dead, what about my sister?" Luo Xiaoxiang had already broken free from Lu Hengchuan's side, grabbed the little brother's body, and shook desperately: "You say, you get up, what about my sister?"

As she spoke, tears fell from her Danfeng eyes.

Ah Zuo's eyes were red, staring at the little brother deadly, and Tang Benchu protected her in his arms.

"Brother," At this time, someone tugged at the corner of my clothes, and I looked down to see that it was the new Gu God, who looked at me with big round eyes: "What are they crying for?"

I picked him up and said, "Because death does not bring people back to life."

The new Gu god looked at me as if he didn't understand, and asked again, "Then when can I eat that again?"

"Ham sausage?" And then I said, "Also, I'll get you ......."

The new Gu God's happy little face turned red: "Brother is a good person."