In fact, Goatee is a civil servant, and he is the kind of civil servant who has nothing to do with the affairs of the army, so he has never experienced the battlefield, let alone seen many dead bodies.

But that didn't stop him from imagining the smell.

He held his breath, but he couldn't help but breathe, but every time he barely breathed, he felt sick from the fire in his heart and lungs, and he wanted to vomit.

But the rickety man did not notice it at all, and only walked slowly in front of him, until he stepped into the house, did not stop, raised the lantern again, and said:

"Come here, keep an eye on the threshold."

The goatee stepped over the threshold, very carefully, for it was higher than usual, and when he first came, he almost fell into the mud because his legs were not raised high enough.

At that time, the rickety man helped him and allowed him to see the face under the cloak.

A face that he couldn't help but spit out all the bitter bile water when he saw it the first time, a face that he didn't want to look at a second time in this life.

Monster!

The rickets didn't care how much shadow the goatee had, they just led the way.

The goatee followed carefully, leaning forward, and going down around something, round and round, and round and round, each time going deeper.

The road is really long, about half an hour long, and the further you go. The smell of rancid smell is stronger, so the goatee suspects that he is in some cemetery every time.

Just as he was on the verge of suffocating himself, the ricketer finally stopped, pushed open a door, and said to him, "My lord, please." ”

Goatee hurriedly stepped in, and immediately took a big breath.

This is the taste of the world! When he sighed in his heart, the rickety man had already closed the door from behind him.

It was still dark in the room, except for a short candle on the ground in the middle, which glowed blue.

By the light, an empty circle chair could be seen.

It's his usual position.

The goatee sat down on the circle chair, and then he felt that he had come to life, and said:

"All the shopkeepers, but are they all there?"

As soon as the words fell, someone near the left let out a strange laugh, and the voice was between "hehe" and "uh-huh", which made people hairy.

After this sound, the laughter in the room came as if it were passed on, each laughter was different, but it was extremely weird, and after listening to it all the way, none of the laughter was the laughter of normal people.

The goatee listened to it and his heart skipped several beats.

Although he had heard all these laughs and knew the names of their owners, it was the first time he had heard so many people gather together.

After twenty laughs, the goatee felt like he had been skinned.

"Heh, hehe," he felt that his laughter was not normal, "it seems that the shopkeeper of Zhu Li and the shopkeeper of the Great Wilderness have not arrived." ”

"Woo," said the shopkeeper, Goatee recognizing in his heart by laughter, "they have something more important." ”

"So, let's start talking, shall we?"

"Koko, you called us here, what do you say, why bother to talk about it?" The shopkeeper of the previous chapter said.

Although Goatee knew that these "people" were acting strangely, thinking completely different from his own, and there was no so-called "politeness" in his words, he was still choked by such straightforward words.

"My son-in-law wants to ask, what happened in southern Xinjiang? We sent the four princes to you, why not only did they have nothing to do, but also went to Beijing with the eldest lady of the Xie family? And that Miss Xie, what's going on? Doesn't it say foolproof? How do you have so many branches? ”

"Hey, why did you ask us about Miss Xie?" The shopkeeper said, "If you want to kill her, we borrowed the manpower, and we also helped track her." I also want to ask how you can still break so many of us? ”

The voice was cold, the goatee swallowed, shivered, and mustered up the courage to say: "How can this blame us? Didn't you say that you guys are very powerful? ”

"Roar, no matter how powerful it is, it is against ordinary people, not immortal cultivators with spiritual bones."

"You said that Miss Xie is just an ordinary person, and we should deal with it!" The goatee immediately straightened his waist, patted the armrest of the circle chair and said, "Why do you say that you have spiritual bones and cultivate immortals now?" ”

This asked twenty shopkeepers, and for a moment there was silence in the room.

Goatee couldn't see the expressions of the shopkeepers clearly, so this silence made him even more frightened, and he hurriedly continued: "Didn't you say that the senior brother and master of the Xie family's Nizi or something, are all immortal cultivators? Did you misread her? ”

"Well," said the shopkeeper this time, "you can't be wrong about this kind of thing." ”

"That's right," said Goateatee, "wouldn't it be nice if you killed her?" ”

After saying that, he felt that he had gone astray, so he hurriedly corrected: "What's the use of killing her?" It's been a hundred times since you killed Xie Chunshan, but you always say that you don't kill ordinary people, let people live until now. ”

The twenty shopkeepers snorted contemptuously in unison in the darkness, this time like people.

Kill ordinary people who don't have spirit bones? They thought, but the blood curse that the human ancestors gave them with death is hidden in their bones and blood, as long as the clansmen kill ordinary people who have no spirit bones, they will be wiped out, and there will be no return!

Unless you find the door and let your people pass through it to return to this realm, you will be able to lift the curse of blood and become the master of the land once and for all, standing under the sun!

It's just that where is the ethereal door that has been mentioned countless times in the classics edited by the fugitive ancestors, but no one has ever seen it?

The shopkeeper of Rouzhao spoke again: "My lord said it so lightly, why don't you go and kill it?" ”

The goatee choked again, shook his lips, and could only tell the truth: "If he was so easy to kill, we would have killed him a long time ago, so why wait until now?" ”

The shopkeeper of Rouzhao was about to say more, and another voice sounded in advance.

"Fuhu, we are the same," said the head of the twenty-two shopkeepers, "Before the big shopkeeper came, when we found out that the Lingwu Divine Monarch had a close relationship with him, we thought about killing him, but unfortunately we assassinated him sixteen times, and even the Condor Army, which secretly helped the country in the north, failed to kill Xie Chunshan." ”

The goatee's pupils shrank, and he felt that he had heard something he hadn't expected.

"I don't believe in the mandate of heaven, I don't pay attention to gods and Buddhas. It's just that after seeing that Marquis Xie, I also have to sigh, the number of destiny, there are really things that we can't reach. ”

Goatee secretly clenched his fists: "What destiny?" If he is destiny, then ...... That ......"

He paused suddenly, as if remembering something: "Could it be that those words on the street today are from you?" ”

"Well, how can we do such idle things? However, our big shopkeeper said that the people who can think of this idea are not bad. Chi Fenruo said.

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