With my current grasp of the word, I can't find what is hidden in the water of a deep well from a distance.

"This beast is really slippery!"

I pulled out two triangular thorns from my pocket that were stuck in the gloomy woodpipes, and quickly came to the well by the help of familiarity with the Ecstasy.

The well, which had been frozen, had been smashed into the ice at some point, and a pile of ice ballast floated on the water, the well water was bloody, and wisps of dark red kept gushing out from the bottom of the well.

I sneered and shook my hand, and slashed the two triangular thorns down.

Suddenly the red waves rolled down the well, and the originally calm water suddenly gushed up, rolling up the broken ice and rushing straight towards the wellhead.

I took two steps back, avoiding the gushing water.

The water column dissipated, and I saw a small woman wearing a red flower shroud on a black background, who had crawled out of the well.

The thin shroud was almost attached to her because it was soaked, and her hair was also pasted on her face, covering most of her face.

From my point of view, I could only see her bruised chin, the corners of both lips were torn, the rolled wounds went all the way to the root of her ears, and the blackened strangulation marks on her neck looked like a leather collar.

And my triangular thorns, one into her top door, and one through her heart, now at my command, they can at once grind the yellow skin hidden in the shell into meat sauce!

I thought that since Huang Daxing was looking for me desperately, he should be a very temperamental master, and he had to scold Lao Tzu when he was dying.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the hanging corpse crawled out, he knelt by the well, kowtowed and begged: "My lord, spare my life, I am a lard blinded heart, so I dare to get along with you, please let me go, thank you for your great kindness, and if you are sent in the future, I am willing to serve the work of dogs and horses."

This guy's voice was high-pitched, like a eunuch, harsh and disgusting.

I was stunned: "It's quick to admit your mistakes, but don't you think it's too late?"

Huang Daxing kowtowed again and again: "It's me bastard, it's me who is confused, please for the sake of my Huang family ancestors, spare my cheap life."

Its attitude made me even more suspicious.

Now it still controls the hanging corpse, and it is closer to me, and if it ignores the threat of the triangular thorn and gives up its life, it may still hurt me, but it would rather beg for his life on its knees.

Where did this kind of temperamental guy come from to trouble me?

"Look up."

It slowly raised its head, revealing its bruised and shriveled face, but despite this, its expression could still be reflected on its face well, and it could be seen that the effect of blood and qi communication was very amazing.

I took a half-step back without a trace, in case it erupted and hurt someone.

"Why did you go earlier? Do you think that with a hanging corpse in hand, you can fight with me? ”

The moment it heard this, it seemed to think of something, and I could clearly read a trace of annoyance in its eyes.

But it was well disguised, and then with a look of remorse, he raised his hand and slapped his mouth: "I can't do it, I deserve to die!"

Obviously, it didn't mean what it said, but what was he angry about?

If it hadn't tried to find me desperately, would someone still force it to fail?

As I looked around, I said:

"Alright, you won't hurt if you fan the husk. Spare you, let's follow the rules of Xuanmen! ”

Xuanmen rules, the two sides compete, unless they do not share the sky or agree otherwise in advance, otherwise one party kneels on the ground and begs, the other party should not make a dead hand, and the beggar will naturally have to pay the price - self-abandonment.

"My lord, I admit punishment!"

As if for fear that I would regret it, as soon as it finished speaking, the hanging corpse tilted its head to the sky, and in a trembling voice, a yellow skin the thickness of an arm came out of the big mouth that was cracked by the corpse shell.

It agreed so happily, which was even more unexpected to me, and it made me feel more and more that it had some scruples.

This guy was wearing a gold mask that covered half of his face, and he actually got stuck halfway through the climb. The two front paws were propped up on the face of the corpse, and it took a lot of effort to pull out the lower half of the body, and he was so tired that he was panting.

Seeing this scene, I finally understood, why the mouth of the hanging corpse was torn like that, dare to love this guy's big belly to crack, people's yellow skins are all slender, it is good, the whole thing is like a vase with a long neck and a big belly.

Obviously, this guy eats meat and fish in addition to eating incense offerings, and if it weren't for something on my heart, I might have laughed out loud.

Northeast people describe Huangpizi as having a saying: "A thousand years are white, and ten thousand years are black." "Although it is exaggerated, it also points out their characteristics, and the white hair's Taoism has been more than a hundred years, which is quite low among its kind.

But there is one thing that most people may be misunderstood. The black and white mentioned here does not actually refer to the color of the coat of its whole body, even if they really cultivate into demon fairies, the color of the real body is also brown and yellow, and only the long flexible tail will change color with the increase of Taoism. Most of the ones whose whole bodies have turned white and black are ferrets, sables, etc., and they are not yellow skins that have become immortals.

And the one in front of me, one tail is completely white, and the tip of the tail still has a touch of black.

Before I could speak, this guy flicked his tail and took the whole tail in his mouth, opening his mouth to bite.

"Wait."

I raised my hand to stop it, and its panicked man stood up and kept waving at me, apparently thinking I wanted to repent.

Without the husk, it could no longer speak, and could only beg for mercy with its movements.

I laughed, and with a wave of my hand, two triangular thorns flew out of the husk, circling and flying around it, making it tremble like chaff in fright.

Seeing that it was so frightened that it didn't dare to resist, I was completely in no mood to try it.

I snapped my fingers, and a three-edged thorn slashed across the tip of its tail.

In its scream, that small section of the blackened tail clicked to the ground, don't look at only such a small section, but it is enough to be worth half of its Taoism, after all, their demonic energy is gathered in the tail.

"Leave you some thoughts this time, and if you do it again next time, you will not be forgiven!"

The yellow skin was trembling in pain, but when he saw that I only needed a piece of its tail, he was overjoyed, and kowtowed and thanked him again and again.

I waved my hand, "Go ahead." ”

Huang Pizi or Huang Daxing, as if he had been amnestied, worshipped again and again, only to slip into the mountains and forests and disappear.

"Senior brother, you are really a knife-mouthed tofu heart, just spare it like this?"

I collected the three-edged thorn and stepped forward to pick up the tail: "Kill it, what else can you get besides planting another piece of cause and effect?" ”

Poplar pursed his lips and said no more.

"Remember, if you encounter the yellow skins in the future, even for the sake of their ancestors, it's best not to kill them all."

Yang Shu nodded, and I threw the tail to him: "This is also a good Fulu, go back and peel the skin, stew it in chicken and eat it, it can make your yang qi soar, let alone add three years of Taoism." ”

At the mention of eating, poplar's stomach gurgled and gurgling, and the little bread and ham sausage he ate at night was too little for a rectal animal like him.

I glared at him, ignoring his pitiful virtue of clutching his belly, and warned him: "Don't throw away the fur, it's the best wolf." A person like Xie Zhijian, if you sell him 10,000 yuan, he still has to thank your eight generations of ancestors. ”

The real high-level charms of the Daomen are painted with a brush, and the brush made of the wolf's hair of more than a hundred years of Taoism can be called a treasure, and the drawn charms can contain more aura and yang energy, and the success rate will be greatly increased. But at present, all parts of the country are pioneering and developing, and the wild yellow skin is almost extinct, becoming a climate, and it is even rarer, and it is already a veritable hard to find.

Only then did Yang Shu take the wolf into his personal pocket.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and it was snowing again, and the mottled bloody footprints in the courtyard were completely covered underneath.

Yang Shu and I threw the corpse shell into the well, without the manipulation of the yellow skin, the resentment of the corpse shell that broke the top door and the heart dissipated, and it was no longer possible to make waves, but the evil spirit was completely scattered, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.

However, this cause and effect has Huang Daxing to bear, and it has nothing to do with me.

What really has to do with me is the guy who persecuted Huang Daxing!

From the moment the hanging corpse appeared, I suspected that there was another mastermind behind it.

The reason why I am suspicious is very simple, a cowardly and fearful yellow-skinned person, it is impossible for me to jump out and find a Xuanmen Holy Realm to fight hard because I drove it away from Chen Xi, after all, the difference in strength is there, and doing so is no different from looking for death.

What happened afterwards confirmed my thoughts.

I gave it a chance to fight hard a few times, but it didn't show the slightest intention of fighting to the death, obviously, it is by no means the kind of guy who will sacrifice his life to fight the strong man of the Holy Realm for a little face, then it used the hanging corpse to trouble me, it can only be forced by others.

But I wanted it to do its own thing, and it gladly agreed, and did not choose to summon the messenger of the Lord in exchange for its own peace.

Clearly, there is something more important than its deeds in the hands of those who coerce it.

This handle is even enough to make it save it at all costs.

It is precisely because of this that I did not force it to say the mastermind behind it to my face.

I don't want it, how can I force it?

Even if I really drove it to death, I couldn't ask what I wanted to know.

But who's forcing it to trouble me?

Xie Zhijian obviously doesn't have that ability, is he a gang of skinners? Or Lu Jun, the Xiao family, and even the little devils who haven't shown up yet?

This sneak attack, I purely relied on a premonition to avoid the danger, and I may not have such good luck next time.

This guy hiding in the shadows is too much of a threat to me, and if I don't find him out, I won't be able to sleep!

I speculated about this threat in my heart, and at the same time raised my vigilance, secretly observing the surroundings, the guy who forced Huang Daxing must be hiding in the dark and observing us, ready to sneak attack at any time, or kill Huang Daxing.

However, until I returned to the North House Sendo, I found nothing.

But just as he pushed open the door of the house, Poplar suddenly stopped with a startled sound, bent down and picked up something and handed it to me.

What he handed over was one of the two hundred-yuan bills that Xie Zhijian had thrown at the door when he left.

Perhaps it was because the bill was clasped face down when it fell to the ground, and we noticed it, but at this time, the wind blown over by the opening of the door revealed the front of the banknote.

On the front of the banknote, with cinnabar powder, a bright red character of dragon flying and phoenix dancing is clearly written: Go!