"It's also a pleasure to make this high-ranking witch Gu goddess panic!"

The white-haired old man didn't want to provoke this witch Gu too much, and after he snorted coldly, he turned around to return to the village, but the old witch Gu woman was still standing there quietly, as if she had no intention of returning to the village together.

"You left without permission last night, causing your and my plan to fall short, you don't go back, what do you want...... Wrong! ”

The white-haired old man suddenly realized something, he turned his head to look at the witch's eyes again, and what appeared in the other party's eyes was not panic, but ...... Afraid!

He thought to himself that he couldn't make the witch goddess so frightened because of his own reproach! If it weren't for me, it would be ......

The white-haired old man walked up to the old witch who was still standing alone, and leaned closer to take a closer look.

Dressed in a black robe, with a wrinkled face, pale lips, and a right hand holding a cane on his neck, he faintly glowed with a strange red color, like ...... Like a newborn baby!

Wu Gu Lan Qing looked at the white-haired old man approaching, his lips squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but the white-haired old man did not hear the slightest sound coming out. But from Lan Qing's mouth, he understood what this old woman wanted to express.

"Kill...... Finish...... I! ”

The patriarch of Huadong pondered, and circled around the witch Gu Lan Qing, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Is it ......?"

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the black robe behind Lan Qing's back and tore it fiercely.

Lan Qing's black robe, along with the placket under the black robe, had been torn apart.

A barely visible scar slashed from Lan Qing's left shoulder, along the folded skin of her back, diagonally across her clumsy waist, and spread below her right hip.

Patriarch Huadong's pupils constricted, staring at the neat stitched silk threads on the knife marks, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He suddenly seemed to go crazy, his hands waved, and in an instant, the old witch's clothes had been torn apart.

The scars started from the old woman's chest, ran along the left shoulder, passed through the back and right buttocks, and spread diagonally again to the sole of the right foot. A thin silver needle had pierced into the witch's heart, constantly stimulating her aging heart, beating violently again and again, pressing the blood of her whole body to the ends of her limbs.

At the tail vertebrae at the end of the spine behind the old woman, a hollow silver needle was inserted, and drops of bright red blood were constantly dripping from the tip of the silver needle, along the knife mark on the old woman's right leg, flowing to the gravel under the heel of the right foot, and was absorbed by the gravel.

The muscles of the old woman's limbs drooped slightly, and the white-haired old man reached out to touch it, but he couldn't feel the slightest toughness, presumably the ligaments of the limbs had already been severed. There were silver needles inserted into several joints of her left leg, and behind her left heel, there was a slender three-edged dagger inserted into the old woman's heel at one end, and the other end was deeply inserted into the ground.

It is also this dagger with three edges at both ends that makes this old woman stand tall!

The blood in the old woman's body was almost dry, but the silver needle inserted in her heart still stimulated her heart, pressing the blood out again and again until the last drop of blood in her body was drained.

And this old woman, who is still conscious, just feels her life passing little by little......

It's him! It had to be him!

The white-haired old man thought of Zhang Xiaoluo, who was on all fours and roared on all fours last night, and he couldn't help but feel deep fear in his heart.

He was still able to find time to do this while he was on the run......

The white-haired old man knew that even the most famous surgeon had to accomplish this

For a complex operation, just the meticulously stitched wound, it would take at least an hour.

This is a kind of warning from the other side! A warning to the Huadong clan!

The white-haired old man thought of this, and no longer cared about the old witch Gu who was about to come to an end of her life, and turned around and walked away.

For Zhang Xiaoluo, the threat to himself from the Huatong clan, including the Falling Flower Cave Soul Tide, was far inferior to the interception in Kyoto. Since there is enough time, it is not impossible to leave a warning that the other party will never forget.

For the enemy, instinct never defuses the opponent's hostility with appeasement, but crushes the opponent's killing intent with fear.

After two days of running, Zhang Xiaoluo finally returned to J City with Zhifei on his back.

He didn't go to Zhifei's home in J City, but took her back to Qingshi Lane and to Lao Zhangtou's ghostless shop.

It's an instinctive choice.

If the attack on Kyoto happened suddenly without Genmon noticing, then after so many days, Genmon should have known about it.

This humble shop is the business that his master Lao Zhangtou has run for most of his life. If the other party can chase it here, then ......

Zhang Xiaoluo will betray the Xuanmen!

The black wooden door was hidden, and the light of the lamps and candles came out of the room.

"Squeak!"

Zhang Xiaoluo stretched out his hand covered with fine scales and pushed open the wooden door, looking at the figure sitting in the room.

After a long journey, the energy reserves in his body have been depleted.

If you are a friend, you will escape. If you are an enemy, you will be killed!

Zhang Xiaoluo believes in miracles and believes that he can create miracles.

Behind the wooden table sat an old man in the room.

A blue-brown coarse cloth shirt, a thin face, knife-like wrinkles, and piercing eyes.

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't know this person.

The finger joints of the old man in the green shirt tapping on the table are extremely thick, and they are covered with calluses, like the old farmer who has worked hard all his life.

The wind is blowing.

The old man in the green shirt suddenly raised the calloused hand on the table, grabbed the neck of Zhang Xiaoluo who flew over, and threw Zhang Xiaoluo into the dark corner of the room with a gentle flick.

"Look at the way you look now! Lose face! ”

The old man scolded Zhang Xiaoluo, who was on all fours again in the corner, and was about to pounce.

It's like the helpless rebuke of the elders to the younger generations who can't make it.

"Compared to your ghost appearance at the moment, the old man prefers you in Crockpot Village!"

Zhang Xiaoluo's empty eyes gradually showed a hint of brilliance, he slowly stood up, a "crackling" sound came from his body, and when he walked out of the darkness in the corner again, he had turned back into the delicate resident doctor.

He knew who the old man was.

The ghost keeper in the crockpot village is also the owner of the puppet straw man, Zhang Yu's grandfather, Liu Yifan, Xuanmen Yedao.

"Didn't your dead ghost master tell you about the consequences of being possessed by a zombie? At such a young age, he learned these nonsense things! ”

Liu Yifan looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who had returned to normal with a sleeping woman in his arms, and reproached again, glanced at the empty earthen wall behind him, and the anger on his face eased slightly.

He regarded Zhang Xiaoluo's strange figure just now as a Maoshan technique, and he was stiff and possessed.

Zombie possession, Maoshan Fu Zombie Dao technique, surrender the zombie of oneself, attach it to oneself, in order to obtain super physical power.

After being possessed, the human body will often undergo abnormal changes, turning into a monster that is not human and stiff until the possession ends.

That Luo Lidong's Yinggou Fu Seal is essentially a kind of zombie possession, but Yinggou is the ancestor of zombies, and the power is even better after possession.

Zhang Xiaoluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the other party regarded his strange appearance just now as a stiff possession, which was acceptable to him.

Perhaps, the same is true of those who assassinated themselves in Kyoto.

Except for that little girl!

Zhang Xiaoluo faintly felt that the little girl who let her instinct retreat after a blow was the same kind as herself. At least she's from the same place as herself!

"What do you mean by holding her? Afraid that the old man will harm her? Or are you going to lose my granddaughter! ”

Liu Yifan suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked on Zhang Xiaoluo's forehead.

Zhang Xiaoluo was startled, with an embarrassed look on his face, and hurriedly put Zhifei in his arms on the small bed against the wall.

"You hurt me in the crockpot village, I couldn't keep you! But you take care of my granddaughter, so I owe it first! ”

Liu Yifan looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was standing in front of him, with his head down and as shy as a new aunt seeing his mother-in-law, and suppressed the urge to go up and kick him.

"It was also my momentary negligence that I forgot that she might open the Heavenly Eye after the Yin Virtue empowerment, but I have already settled the matter!"

Liu Yifan nagged for a while, maybe every mother-in-law has a nagging heart.

Zhang Xiaoluo was dizzy at the moment, which was a precursor to his body being desperately hungry again. But he didn't dare to move, the one in front of him was able to pull out the existence of the ghost's mouth full of ghost teeth, not to mention his mother-in-law...... His father.

"The old man has betrayed the Xuanmen for many years, and I have heard about you, according to the urine nature of the Xuanmen, if you are slapped so much, you should have some action. It's a big deal, you're like the old man back then, you rebelled! It happened to be with my granddaughter, and the kid who watched a movie with her last time was not as pleasing to your eyes......"

"Huh?"

Zhang Xiaoluo began to feel that something was wrong.

"Watching a movie? The kid? , White Sun! ”

Liu ...... Grandpa, did you really see our little Yuyu go to the movies with someone? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo just wanted to call Liu Yifan, but when he looked up and saw Liu Yifan's big eyes staring at him, he hurriedly changed his words and stammered.

"You get rid of this woman as soon as possible, if this is seen by my granddaughter......"

Liu Yifan laughed dryly twice, turned his head to glance at Zhi Fei, who was still asleep, got up and walked out of the door, and soon disappeared at the end of Qingshi Alley.

Liu Yifan left, and from this meeting with Liu Yifan, Zhang Xiaoluo got a lot of useful information.

His own murder is over.

Zhang Yu's frequently opened eye of the sky was solved.

That Bai Yang seemed to want to have diarrhea again.

At present, it seems that Liu Yifan has no ill will towards himself for the time being, but if there is something wrong with Zhang Yu's relationship, it will be difficult to say.

And the deeper message is that Lao Zhangtou is fine! Zhang Xiaoluo didn't believe that his little wild onmyoji could represent the face of Xuanmen. Xuanmen's intervention was because of his own master, Lao Zhangtou.

On the other hand, Liu Yifan was not aware of his instincts, which is the most fortunate thing for Zhang Xiaoluo!

Zhang Xiaoluo still understands the truth of his guilt, and he never wants to be a guinea pig under the cold instrument again.

Instinct is even more reluctant.