After killing the four of Mr. Xu, Li Yan put away his weapon.

"Didi ......"

A systematic female voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Congratulations to the host, complete the hidden mission...... Earn 100 ...... points"

"The current new points are: 200/1000."

Li Yan was stunned.

"Hidden mission? Granny's ...... Do you still have hidden missions in this system? ”

System: "Yes, surprised?" ”

Li Yan smiled and said, "You only add a hundred points to this hidden task, which is too little...... These four demons are much more difficult to deal with than the zombies. ”

System: "The difficulty of leveling up will become more and more difficult, and the difficulty of gaining points will gradually increase......"

"Forget it." Li Yan waved his hand and said, "Even if it's not a hidden mission, I will kill these four demons, and it can be regarded as an unexpected surprise to be able to get points!" ”

Speaking of this, Li Yan seemed to suddenly think of something, and said, "By the way, Uncle Nine has already started teaching me the technique, why hasn't my task been completed yet?" ”

System: "Host, please wait, retrieving task progress ......"

"Didi...... Task progress retrieval......"

"At present, the host has not fully obtained the inheritance of the Ninth Uncle, and needs to learn the magic of imperial objects, lightning channeling and other techniques in order to be considered to complete the task......"

Li Yan: "Imperial objects, lightning guides? I remember Uncle Nine said that this kind of technique, among the Daomen, can be regarded as a high-level technique. ”

System: "Yes. ”

Li Yan: "Then when will I be able to learn?" ”

System: "Then it's up to your Huigen." ”

Li Yan: "Chatting with you is talking nonsense, okay, you can step back first!" ”

……

After dealing with all this, Li Yan came out of the house.

All of a sudden, Uncle Jiu, Wencai and Qiusheng were already stupid.

I saw Li Yan covered in blood, looking extremely terrifying.

"Division...... Teacher...... Are you okay? Qiusheng's eyes widened and he asked.

Li Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'll help you solve those four bastards." ”

After that, he patted the dust on his body.

Uncle Nine was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, did you ...... just now What kind of weapon are you holding? ”

"Oh, light machine guns!" Li Yan said lightly.

"Machine guns?" Uncle Nine exclaimed: "I've seen a lot of weapons before I ask myself, but your gun looks extraordinary!" ”

Li Yan said with a smile: "When I was doing business outside, I saw a ghost and bought it from him. ”

"Ghosts? What the heck? Wen Cai was stunned.

Li Yan said: "Foreign devils." ”

"Oh oh......" Hearing this, Uncle Nine nodded, didn't think much about it, and said: "Fortunately, this time, there is a junior brother who comes out, otherwise...... I'm afraid that tonight, we will all be more auspicious. ”

Li Yan stretched his waist and said, "Okay, while it's still dark, let's go back and rest quickly...... It's been a busy day today...... Come, senior brother, I'll help you ......"

With that, Li Yan went to help Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine said with a smile: "Senior brother, it seems that Senior Brother has been blinded before, and he always feels that it is useless to subdue demons and eliminate demons with hot weapons, thanks to your ...... today."

Li Yan said: "Senior brother is polite, who is with whom?" ”

As if he suddenly thought of something, Li Yan asked again: "By the way, senior brother, if we people who learn the Tao kill someone, will Master Zu blame?" ”

Uncle Nine was stunned, his face was solemn, and he said solemnly: "It's a little inappropriate, but those are all demons, and if you kill it, junior brother, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people...... The spirit of the ancestor in the heavens will also be able to understand your painstaking ......"

"That's good." Li Yan smiled.

The night was deep, and the figures of several people gradually disappeared into the night.

……

Ganling Town.

In a small dilapidated hut.

In this house, there lived a tailor named Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang is a foreigner and has lived in the town for decades.

The local people know him.

On weekdays, some clothes that need to be sewn by the villagers will be sent to his tailor shop to be mended.

Uncle Wang's craftsmanship is good, and the clothes he sews are like brand new, and there is no trace of sewing at all.

In the hut, the lights are dim.

The candle flame on the table was swaying gently.

The whole room, silent, silent.

In the corner of the wall, Uncle Wang is holding a needle and thread, and he is carefully sewing things up.

At this moment, if there are still people in this room and see this scene, I am afraid that they will faint on the spot.

What Uncle Wang sewed was not a garment at all, but a dead corpse.

The corpses were mutilated and separated.

At this time, Uncle Wang stitched and stitched, and Zheng Zai carefully stitched the head and body of the dead body.

In the dim light, the eerie atmosphere is eerie.

The light shone on Uncle Wang's face, which seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy look, and in the darkness, it became more and more weird.

After looking at it for a long time, I only felt that Uncle Wang's kind face seemed to have become distorted.

Uncle Wang's gaze stared at the dead corpse in front of him, his breath and breath were very long, completely different from ordinary people.

Between this exhale and inhalation, it seemed that there was half a cup of tea for so long, as if he was afraid that the breath he breathed out would be too great and destroy the object in front of him.

He was nearly eighty years old, but his hand holding the needle and thread did not tremble in the slightest, and his head was covered with wrinkles and folds, and only the green veins could be faintly seen.

In the darkness, Uncle Wang's body suddenly trembled.

"Ding"

The needle and thread in his hand fell to the ground.

Uncle Wang's whole face changed suddenly, as if he had noticed something.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at the needle and thread falling from the ground, and took a deep breath.

The atmosphere around is getting more and more weird.

The dead body in front of him, his eyes motionless, staring ahead.

Pale face, stiff body, without the slightest popularity.

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

"It can't ......"

Uncle Wang muttered in his mouth, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

He slowly bent down and picked up the needle and thread on the ground.

"Xu'er, Liu'er, Qin'er, Lu'er......"

He muttered tremblingly, a tear slowly flowing down.

In his eyes, there was a sudden display of infinite grief and indignation, as if with soaring killing intent, he looked at the dead corpse in front of him, and the whole person was trembling.

"Lin Fengjiao! You...... It's too much to deceive people......"

Uncle Wang gritted his teeth, and his teeth were about to break.

At this moment, he seemed to be going crazy and collapsing.

If anyone were present at this moment, their jaws would fall to the ground in shock.

Lin Fengjiao is the ninth uncle.

In anger, Uncle Wang's face became hideous and distorted, picked up the needle and thread in his hand, and stabbed viciously at the dead body in front of him.

A slender embroidery needle was inserted into the corpse's eye and nailed to the eyeball......

Inside the house, the candle flame flickered softly, silently, silently.