With the last of my strength, I ran into Master's house. When you enter the dark room, you must not bow down and worship the ancestors. 100,000 urgent. Hurry up and take out the bronze ancient sword. Kick the door out.

Wait for me to carry the bronze ancient sword out of the far door of Master's house. The second grandmother finally caught up. I took it in stride. Gently lock the courtyard door and lock the master inside.

All of a sudden, the situation became clear. She dared to take another step forward. I will dare to hack her to death. I just wanted to do it with my sword. In the courtyard, the shouts of the master came out:

"Two eggs. You must not use the 'Bronze Ancient Sword' against your second grandmother. I know what you mean. But you haven't thought about it. Your second grandmother is a fraudster. If. You don't cut her to a bloody pulp. until it becomes a dregs. You're not going to destroy her...... Think about it. If. You really did that. You are worthy of your recently deceased second grandmother and her children. Are you an uncle or uncle? ”

"Two eggs. We mountain people. Pay attention to the soil for safety. You don't want your second wife to die without a corpse, do you?"

"Master. I know, "We mountain people are ignorant. But I still understand the truth of being in the ground. If. I'm going to chop my second grandmother down to slag. I don't want to say it in good conscience. My uncles and uncles won't let me go. If I did. They are not allowed to dismantle me yet. Then dig up my ancestral grave. Crush the bones of my ancestors to ashes

No way. This method is not advisable. I stood there and looked at the second grandmother who was close at hand and the greedy smile on her face. So I begged for mercy. Milk. Just bite me to death. That's all I have to do.

I can't do that. **He's an old man who also pays attention to a sports station. I'm still looking for fighter planes in the middle of the exercise. Think about it. I flew out. ran away and the second grandmother was caught off guard. She naively thought I was a lamb to the slaughter. Since I can burn you bald. I can't think of a way to escape.

Keep running away. Just to stay alive. This is the last resort left. I ran from the central street of the village to a few side streets. I've run all the roads in the village. Families. The door is closed. It's like an empty village. Ran for so long. Still can't find an exit for life.

Run. Non-stop running. Just for the only hope of survival. Blood came out of both feet. My whole body was numb. I still can't think of a solution to the problem. Desperate empty village. Not a single person in sight. Ran past the door several times. I didn't even dare knock. I'm afraid of hurting the people I love the most. I can't do that. Don't dare to do that......

In fact. Running away is the stupidest way to go. Race against a corpse-transformed old lady. Outcome. Self-explanatory. Because how could I outrun a corpse old man?

Just when I ran to the height of despair. My dad walked towards me very calmly with a shotgun. I saw my father's majestic figure and planted my head happily. Then he got up again. Run to my father. My dad has always been honest and honest. Even with a bit of stupidity. But he was the best defender of me, his son. It doesn't matter if it's a ghost. Or an old man who has been transformed into a corpse. Because. He always felt that there was a point. That is, 'the devil fears the wicked.'"

At this time, my father was like a cold and resolute hunter, like an experienced hunter. He held up the barrel of his shotgun and aimed at the second grandmother who had changed the corpse, and was about to pull the trigger. Seeing this scene, I still shouted to my father:

"Daddy. Don't. It didn't work for her at all. Instead. Let you fall into the infamy of not respecting the elderly. I pounced on it and pressed down on the barrel. But. My dad pulled the trigger anyway. Due to the barrel being pressed down by me. The bullets that were fired still exploded at the feet of the second grandmother like scattered bullets.

Home-made ammunition is shoddy. But the power is enormous. The bullet hit the second grandmother's foot. She is said to have been dead for days. Blood should have clotted a long time ago. Who knew that I was shot by my father and blood splattered. gushing everywhere.

"Two eggs. Why are you stopping me? My dad was annoyed. Grab and. I knocked it over again. The bullet landed on a nearby tree.

"Daddy. Didn't you see my second grandmother being manipulated? It's all for me. Don't get involved."

"Lao Tzu. In spite of. Who the dares to touch your dick a hair. I'm going to kill her."

"Daddy. No. I'll figure it out myself. You go home quickly."

I pulled my dad and ran in the direction of my house. My dad was running. The mouth is still scolding:

"Fuck. Is it easy for my son to find a daughter-in-law? Come and find trouble. It's been a lifetime. Finally got a head out."

Hearing. This quote from my father. I still can't help but laugh. That's true. Is it easy for me to find a daughter-in-law, I finally managed to get Jinglin. Decided to be married. I haven't enjoyed it for a few days. You cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods will come out and make a commotion. Damn it.

The situation is very dangerous. I still dragged my dad home. And then. Lock the courtyard door. My dad was worried about me though. But he still couldn't do anything about it when he stood in the courtyard.

I looked anxious. My family. My dad. My mother. My daughter-in-law Jing Lin. I gave them a big smile. And then. Said to the dead old lady who had caught up with her:

"Come on. Let's run this way" I will never allow it. She came to hurt my family.

The dead old lady responded. Chase me to the east end of the village. Ran so far. I can still hear Jing Lin's shouts. She was so worried about me. But. This strengthened my confidence that I would win today. I'm not going to be killed by this damn old lady.

In this way, he ran around the village three more times. I still haven't left the ghost old lady. I ran back to the village again. Even if you only see a figure. And prove. The message that I am alive.

Run out of steam. I ran back to the village center again. Just as I waited to be caught. I suddenly. I saw a limping man in front of me trying to get out of the village. I know who is in front of me when I look at the way I go. It must be the old man in the village who is lame.

I ran two steps after him and shouted at the four lame people, "Uncle four lame people." You say you're a lame man with bad legs. When it comes out is not good. Why did you come out at this time?"

"Two eggs. Lead the dead old lady to the abandoned cellar," the voice of vicissitudes and chaos sounded in front of me. The voice was not the voice of the four lame men at all. It was sent by the Master. I was shocked. Still shouted 'Master'. It doesn't matter what I shout. The four lame people walked like flying. Quickly disappearing around the corner of the street.

See this scene. I clearly knew that Master was borrowing the body of the four lame men to speak. Master has his unspeakable secrets. I can't force him to show up.

Then. I don't care about that anymore. I only thought about the method that Master had told me. Abandoned cellars. I immediately understood Master's intentions. In our countryside. Almost every village has a cellar that is one or two dozen meters deep into the ground, like a deep well. It is used to store grain seeds for the coming year. For example. Sweet potato. Ginger. or more perishable crops. And the cellars are mostly dug in one place. The purpose of this is to facilitate the prevention of theft. There are more cellars. It is inevitable that there will be disrepair and abandonment. So. A deep well-like cellar array was laid out invisibly. Cellars without manhole covers abound......

All I have to do is lead this dead old lady to the cellar array. Then the idea caused her to fall into a deep well-like abandoned cellar. There are no small holes for climbing. Let her be great. She couldn't climb up either. And then. Bury her on the spot.

Get guidance from the Master. I'm like a tiger. Anyway, this damn old lady is chasing after me. I ran there and she followed. In this way. Things are very easy to do. I ran towards the southwest corner of the village. It was full of cellars like deep wells.

Just run there. It would be easy to deal with this corpse old lady. But. I'm going to have to be careful myself. In case of. If I fell into that deep well-like cellar. The damn old lady jumped in again. Neither of us could climb up. That can only be the end of the same.

Not for a moment. So we ran to the cellar maze. I looked at the cellar that seemed to be bottomless. Uncontrollable shivering. If you fall into it. The consequences. It's enough for me to regret for three lifetimes.

Enter the Crypt Maze. I don't run anymore. I'm also afraid of stumbling. Because. One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred. So. I stood in front of a long-abandoned cellar. Wait for the damn old lady to come up step by step. I lowered my eyes and looked at the cellar. Deep enough. I couldn't be overjoyed. And the old lady who had turned into a corpse was completely unaware. Her greedy eyes were fixed on me. Don't look at your feet at all. Feel. I was like her meal.

She saw me standing there with a smile on her face, motionless. She walked tentatively towards me. At last. We were separated by only the mouth of a cellar well. She stood on that side. I'm standing on this side. She smiled wriefully. Give somebody the creeps. She got carried away. Turn into a flutter. 'Whoosh' came at me. I flew up and kicked her in the chest. She is fierce though. But I'm also very strong. Because. In this life-and-death battle. I can't afford to lose.

I kicked her and she fell like a leaf into the cellar like a deep well. Just listen to the 'poof' sound. She fell to the bottom of the cellar. She let out a wail from below. I stuck my head out to the mouth of the cellar. Watch her struggle like crazy underneath. But he couldn't climb up. It's a delight. Master's method really worked. If it weren't for the timely appearance of the master. I was killed by her.

Since. She couldn't climb up. I'll be safe. I hurried back to the village to call someone. See what to do. It is to bury it in situ. I'll have to bury it alone for days. Moreover. I also have to ask for the opinion of the second wife.

I returned to the village to call for someone. At first, I was scared to death. In the end, I came with a group of people. When I led the group to the cellar again. The crowd looked like a cellar. There was not a single ghost at the bottom of the well. I panicked. The second grandmother obviously fell into the bottom of this well. At this time. Why is it gone? She went there. Did she hide in the inner hole at the bottom of the well? But who would dare to go down and take a look. The corpse-turned-second grandmother is not at the bottom of the well. At last. Unity of opinion. Bury this deep well-like cellar on the spot.

Then. No one, including me, knows whether the second grandmother is at the bottom of the well or not. Anyway. I watched her fall into a deep well. But after a while, the effort was gone. But. She has not been seen since the abandoned cellar was buried. Hell knows. She went there.

After this matter is dealt with. I just remembered that the master had absorbed the four lame men and gave me advice on the second egg. When I think about it. I decided to go see the four lames. Let's see if we can find any trace of Master. Talk to his old man. You don't have to hide from me like that.

When I went to the house of the four lames. He was far away and unlocked. I entered the yard and shouted a few times. No response was seen. I pushed the door open and entered the hall. The four lame men were found lying upright on the bed, emitting the smell of corpses. Looks like. It had been many days since the four lame men died. If I hadn't found out today. I'm afraid that no one will know about it. So let's talk about it. The master borrowed the corpses of the four lame people to resurrect their souls. It's amazing and incredible. It's scary. What the hell is this guy, Master?

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