Chapter 122: Fat Weasel

No, you have to check it out.

Hurriedly asked Flower Butterfly to take us to the place where we met that thing just now, and Flower Butterfly ran to a grave with a charm grass and pointed to a path: "Brother Shouyi, that thing ran to this road." ”

I glanced at the terrain and it seemed to be a white tiger fierce place, so I asked Xie Sifei to take the flower butterfly back to the village and wait, and Jiang Sichen and I went.

Many of the cemeteries on the road are bubbling with blue phosphorus fires, which is strange and scary.

Jiang Sichen's bastard didn't seem to care about going to the nearest grave to pick two flowers, so frightened, I hurriedly stopped him, but in a blink of an eye, I saw two people leaning on the left side of the grave, a man and a woman.

If it weren't for the fact that they had a life lamp on them, maybe I would have been scared.

When I saw this, I hurriedly went up and woke them up: "Oops! Why are you sleeping here? It seems that this place is haunted by soul-stirring spirits, so go home, right? ”

When the man heard this, he retorted: "We are not..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman pressed his hand and patted it: "Hey! Explain so much for what? I didn't hear from anyone that there are spirits in this place, so let's get down to business. ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

The man hurriedly patted his head: "Look at me, I forgot what I was here for." Let's go find our daughter quickly, lest she be killed by the spirit too late, and then she will suffer. ”

The woman nodded and sighed again: "I don't know whose house our poor daughter is in now." ”

As soon as I heard that they were looking for their daughter?

Hurriedly called the man: "This eldest brother, are you looking for your daughter, why don't you try it along this road?" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the cement ring village road behind him, and at the end of that road was Yang Chang'e's house in the reservoir.

The man looked back for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to say such a thing, but he politely nodded to me in thanks, and then he and his wife turned and left.

I can't care about anything else now, and I started to pull Jiang Sichen to find the flower butterfly and talk about that thing.

Jiang Sichen's bastard had a dragon-seeking stone, the size of his thumb was as white as jade, with dragon patterns on it, and he took it out and recited a few spells and threw it on the ground, and it could gurgle and roll forward on its own until it found its target.

At this time, we followed the stone all the way to a shady mountain col, and saw that there was a big yellow fruit tree on the mountain, and there were several big holes under the tree.

When I looked at this place, the terrain was tricky, and ordinary people couldn't find it.

I thought that if there was no Jiang Sichen, I would have to find it for a long time with the astrople swallowing disk, so I couldn't help but give a thumbs up to this bastard.

Jiang Sichen knocked my hand off and told me to look ahead.

Before I could look over, he grabbed my cat to a clump of lily flowers, and the lush lily covered me tightly, and through the gap between the flowers and trees, I faintly saw a hairy thing coming out of the hole, and it seemed that something was moving out.

I poked my head out to see that the fluffy thing was actually a weasel, but it was much more round than the usual emaciated weasel, like a ball.

Let's put it this way, when I was a child, I walked with the old man and walked through the south and the north and saw a lot of the world.

Weasels have also seen quite a few.

But both men and women, most are slim.

Like the fat ball at the entrance of the cave, it's the first time I've seen it.

The ball of the weasel still has something rolling in his hands, and I look at it again, isn't it a dead man's head?

The heads of those dead people had not yet rotted, and their facial features could be faintly discerned.

And that face can still be restored in front of me, the physiognomy master, is the photos of the deceased relatives at home that those soul-losing families have shown me in the courtyard.

Okay.

It's really this weasel that's doing it.

Now that even the dead man's head has been stolen, it can be said that the evidence is conclusive, and I won't beat you up for a while.

When thinking about this, the fat weasel had already moved a lot of dead people's heads out one after another, and there were dozens of them slightly, it is estimated that not only Pujia Village, but other villages have also suffered, right?

When he had moved all the dead man's heads out of the cave, the moonlight was obscured by the dark clouds, and just a beam of light hit him at the mouth of the cave.

In the moonlight, a figure appeared on the head of the dead man, the soul of the dead man's head, and they looked at the weasel expressionlessly, not knowing the joy, anger and sorrow.

The weasel also knocked them one by one, pinched his chin and said, "Which one is better to choose today?" ”

After a while, it chose an old man, put the dead man's head on his head, and out of nowhere conjured a sound, and began to dance with his hands outstretched and twisted.

I only heard the recent Douyin pop song playing in the stereo: "Pigs have taken weight, how fat I am, stand up like a pig." I can't do anything, I'm the number one when I eat. It's amazing, it's amazing, it's a long body every festive season. ”

Writhing and twisting, the dead man's head grew on its face.

It had now completely changed into the old man's appearance, and it had put its hands behind its back and swaggered in the other direction.

I patted Jiang Sichen: "Go and see." ”

Doesn't that thing become a deceased person to hook people's souls? I'd like to see how it works, and then the three halls will confront each other, so as not to say that I have wronged it.

I followed him all the time.

Seeing him walk to a blue-tiled house and stand still, he shouted twice calmly: "Little Fuzi, little Fuzi!" ”

A young man in his early twenties opened the door in a daze and came out, and when he saw that he was not not panicked but surprised, he ran to him and shouted happily: "Grandpa?!" ”

It nodded, smiled lovingly, and grabbed him, "Come with me." ”

The young man's soul was pulled out of his body by it, but the young man didn't realize it, and followed the "grandfather" straight back to the yin hole.

As soon as he arrived, the weasel pulled the dead man's head off his shoulder and threw it on the ground, and scolded him, "Damn, finally brought your grandson." ”

When the young man saw that his grandfather's head was thrown to the ground, and that it was a weasel in front of him, he was immediately shocked, went up and picked up his grandfather's head, and shouted at the weasel, "What are you doing?" ”

When the fat weasel heard this, he kicked the young man into the hole mercilessly: "You can also let me in and stay." ”

After speaking, he lay down and said something in the ear of the dead man's head, and began to turn on the stereo and twisted it again: "The pig has taken the fat, I take the fat, and stand like a pig." I can't do anything, I'm the number one when I eat. It's amazing, it's amazing, it's a long body every festive season. ”

As soon as I saw him dancing happily, the dead heads and dead souls on his heads stared at him hatefully, and I guess they all hated him to death.

If you don't make a move at this time, wait for when.

Drawing out the Tianxin Dragon Slashing Sword and rushing forward, the weasel's fat body was twisting Huanshi, he didn't expect to kill someone, he turned his head in fear and ran, but he was too fat and didn't move quickly, and he turned his head and tripped over the dead man's head on the ground.

Before he could stand up, Jiang Sichen had already thrown a red thread on him.

The red thread struggled and became tighter and tighter like a fishing net, and soon he was tied to the ground and unable to move.

I hurriedly ran to the entrance of the cave and pulled out the young man just now, and I heard Jiang Sichen say Don't struggle, this entangled red rope zombie can't break free, let alone you.

The fat weasel bared his teeth and squealed: "I'm for their good... Why are you.?"

Before he finished speaking, he was stuffed into his mouth by Jiang Sichen with a fruit: "Quiet." ”

At the same time, the young man was pulled out half by me, and there seemed to be something on the other side of the hole that was pulling him, and I dragged the young man to my side like a tug-of-war.

The young man was probably hurt by us, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't pull it, I'm about to be broken by you!"

Then he hit me hard in the back.

I was stunned and didn't let go of the pain, and when I looked back, a fierce old man was holding a cane and glared at me angrily and asked, "Why are you harming my grandson?" ”

After that, you have to break my hand.

When I saw this old man, didn't the fat weasel just take the dead man's head?

Hurriedly gritted his teeth and dragged the young man hard: "Why did I hurt him!" Didn't you see that I saved him?! ”

"Phew!"

The old man gave me a cane mercilessly, and I bared my teeth in pain, and he scolded mercilessly: "You are obviously harming him, you are harming him, you are harming me, and you still don't let go?" I'll kill you. ”

With that, the crutches were raised high above my head.

Seeing that it was about to be knocked down, I thought to myself that this crutch must burst my head into flowers, but at this moment, my back suddenly became hot, and a stream of air rushed into the dantian to turn Long Bao Xingqi to fill my limbs, and I pulled out the young man and all the things behind him.

The old man's crutches were missed.

In the meantime, I looked back and said, ho ho!

The young man was followed by a large group of people, all of whom were clutching the ankles of the previous one, and the whole thing looked like a big string.

If you look at these people again, aren't a few of them the villagers of Pujia Village who have lost their souls these days?

They're really here.

It's also about the younger brother of hatred.,That Guan II also.。

As soon as I saw that all the souls were searched, I hurriedly took out the fish and sheep bell and shook it, trying to call the Lu brothers to come up and arrest people, but the bell rang for a long time and there was no movement.

At the same time, the fish and sheep were knocked away again, and they looked at a woman standing in front of them, who was a member of the dead man's head just now.

At this moment, the woman was glaring at me with her hands on her waist, and pointed to Jiang Sichen behind her: "It's this kid who wants to harm us, and his accomplices also arrested our benefactor Huang Daxian'er, let's tear them up and eat them, so that he is in the way here." ”

"That's it."

"Aren't we suffering so much just to bring our descendants here? What kind of thing is he? If you don't mess with anything, you want to succeed in the hero and beat him! ”

A great crowd of dead men rushed upon me.

No.

I was stunned, the fat weasel cut off your head and moved it here, not to mention, and took your head into your appearance and hooked the soul of your descendants, why don't you deal with it but cooperate with me?

What's the situation?