Old Man He's face turned pale, and he turned around and looked at his younger brother.

"Zhanye, what the hell is going on? Why is there a coffin under the Buddha hall? Master He pointed to the coffin and questioned his younger brother.

"In this matter, big brother, don't meddle, let these idle people and others get out!" This He Zhanye didn't give the chief of the stone pavilion any face, he didn't take the right look at it at all, looked at the chief of the stone pavilion, opened his mouth and let the chief of the stone pavilion roll.

"Hmph, this matter is very important, I'm afraid that I will have to invite Second Master He to follow us." After saying that, Pavilion Chief Shi signaled his subordinates and held down He Zhanye.

"You, which of you dares to touch me? I'm the second master of the He family, Dad, Dad! He Zhanye began to shout loudly.

And the noisy movement here finally summoned Old Lady He.

"What is this, who dares to make a mistake?" Old Lady He shouted angrily.

Master He looked at his father, his lips trembled, and he pointed to the coffin for a long time and asked his father: "Dad, are you really raising demons under the Buddha Hall?" Ziqing's sisters' deaths are also related to this demon? ”

The Ziqing in Master He's mouth is the name of one of his daughters.

The old lady's wrinkled face did not have the slightest panic after being exposed, but was calm and abnormal.

It seems that it doesn't matter if so many granddaughters die.

"Daddy! Is it or not? Master He raised his voice.

"Let these people out!" The old lady glanced at Pavilion Chief Shi, as well as me and Beilin.

Master He shook his head: "Dad, you're crazy!" Ziqing, they are your own granddaughters! You're actually feeding them to this monster? ”

"You're crazy! It's just a few female dolls, who die when they die, and if they can sacrifice to the house, they can be regarded as deserving of death. The old lady spoke very indifferently and coldly.

For his granddaughters, he doesn't seem to have half of the feelings.

"For whom?" Master He shook his head and looked at his father with the eyes of a madman.

The old lady glanced at us, and he had nothing to hide.

"This is not some evil, it is the bitter Buddha that I spent a lot of money to get, and since I enshrined him, our He Mansion has been smooth sailing in business." The old lady said, and glanced at the coffin: "Why don't you put him back in the secret room quickly?" ”

"Bitter Buddha? Does the Buddha also hurt people? Covered in blood, also worthy of being called a Buddha? Shi Tingchang frowned and stared at Master He: "In the secret room below, there are at least thirty or forty corpses, old lady, you have raised evil things in captivity and killed so many people, and the disaster of imprisonment is inevitable." ”

"Prison time? Hehehe! The old lady let out a burst of wild laughter: "Do you know that I make offerings to the priest and the high priest every year? Did you know that the high priest would give me some thin flour too? Catch me? You deserve it too! ”

"High priest?" Shi Tingchang was stunned for a moment.

I stared at the old lady, it was now a blue sky, and the spots on his face were more obvious.

Moreover, I was four or five paces away from the old lady, but I still smelled a faint smell on his body.

The smell was similar to the smell of rotting corpses in the secret room.

"God-king?" I looked sideways at the North Forest, intending to inform the North of the Shadow of this discovery.

As a result, Ming Beilin had already lowered his eyes to look at Old Lady He.

And, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said: "Your body has begun to fester, and no matter how much you drink the blood of the "Bitter Buddha", you will not be able to continue your life. ”

As soon as Beilin's words came out, everyone present stared at the old lady.

Old lady He snorted coldly: "What do you know? The blood of the bitter Buddha can prolong life, and now, although I am old, I can be healthy, which is the effect of the blood of the bitter Buddha. ”

I frowned, thinking of the scars on the body of the compassionate monk, which turned out to be left after the blood was taken.

"The blood of the Buddha can continue life, there is indeed a record in the ancient books, but this bitter Buddha, the Buddha's heart is dead, and now all that is left is resentment, you drink his blood, except to let yourself die faster, there is no effect." Ming Beilin said, and glanced sideways at He Zhanye behind Old Lady He.

He Zhanye was still being escorted by Shi Tingchang's subordinates at the moment, and when he saw Beilin looking at him, he raised his head and put on the shelf of his second master of the He family.

"There should be spots on your body, too." Beilin said lightly.

"Those spots are just "spots" that have returned to their youth. He Zhanye retorted without thinking.

Beilin suddenly sneered coldly: "It's stupid, that's a "corpse spot", how long can a person live if he grows a corpse spot?" ”

"Corpse spots? You, you, you! The blood of the bitter Buddha can make people "reborn", you, you, don't understand anything, don't bewitch the public! He Zhanye said this, and his face clearly showed a little fear.

His gaze had already turned to Old Lady He, waiting for his father to speak.

The old lady naturally couldn't listen to the words of the underworld, so he snorted at the underworld and opened his mouth to refute.

And Ming Beilin said to Shi Tingchang: "Is there a knife?" ”

"Yes." Pavilion Chief Shi immediately pulled out the saber hanging diagonally from his waist, held it in both hands, and sent it to the front of Ming Beilin.

Ming Beilin raised his long knife and pointed directly at Old Lady He.

Everyone looked at Ming Beilin in surprise, after all, He Fu still has a certain status in this town, and he also said just now that he has a relationship with Xiao Ce, and no one dares to touch him.

Old lady He was calm, and raised her neck slightly, although she was a lot shorter than Ming Beilin, she still had to put on his old lady's shelf.

The tip of the knife pierced Old Lady He's cheek without hesitation.

only heard the sound of "let's chirp", and the old lady's face was broken.

Because he didn't believe that Beilin dared to make a move, he didn't think about raising his hand to block it at all.

Now that the skin is broken, his face is angry, and he shouts in his mouth to kill Beilin.

But when Beilin withdrew the knife and threw it back to the stone pavilion chief, I found that there was no blood on the tip of the knife at all, only a little mucus.

"Huh? Daddy, your face? He Zhanye let out an exclamation.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the broken skin on the old lady's face happened to be the very center of a speck, and the place now seemed to be wriggling.

If you look closely, it's actually a bug.

The insect was not very big, fleshy and colored, and when it poked its head out of the old lady's skin, everyone present couldn't help but purse their lips, presumably, they all had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

"Dad, this, this, what's going on?" He Zhanye stumbled for a long time before he opened his mouth to ask Old Lady He.

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and you are considered to have a long life, but you have to use this method to make your life worse than death." Beilin stared at Old Lady He, without a trace of pity on his face.