Chapter 387: Memories of Others
The person who chased after him, after saying this, completely ignored the dirty water on the ground, and directly "poofed" and knelt on the ground full of dirty mud.
"Huh! So what? The old man just wants to know, you really have prepared all the tribute for this? ”
As the man with the hat finished speaking. The others immediately turned around and walked in the same direction.
Seeing this, the man in civilian clothes in blue suddenly shouted in a hurry.
"Sir, please don't go yet! In this regard, our patriarch has already instructed that as long as our Hu family can give it to you, you can take it. ”
And after hearing what he had just said, the man in the hat first paused, then turned his head to look at him again. However, when he made this action, it was as if he suddenly remembered something, and once again took a big step in the rain and walked forward!
But at the same time, a strange scene happened in an instant. I saw that the man who was originally kneeling on the rain ground, at this moment, suddenly showed a hellish expression on his face.
And then, he actually opened his eyes to the maximum in an instant. Even, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and two bright red blood colors slowly flowed down from there......
This kind of inexplicable fear, Feng Ye, who was just a bystander at this time, naturally couldn't imagine it: "At that moment just now, this person saw something so that he was scared like this......"
However, even so, the plot in this scene has not completely stopped.
When the figure of the man in the hat slowly walked to the mouth of the alley, the blue-clothed man who was still kneeling on the rain in civilian clothes, except for the eyes, had already slowly flowed out a few bright red bloodlines from his mouth, nose and ears.
The man was like this, with a "poof! With a bang, Qikong fell on the muddy rain with blood, and did not move......
And this whole process did not take more than three minutes.
But just when Feng Ye didn't have time to think about the many problems he had just discovered in this, his eyes were dark again.
Then there was another flash, and then, in front of Feng Ye's eyes, he once again saw a similar scene like the previous scene, which was actually not much different.
Faced with the bitter pleading of the man in blue, it was strange that the man in the hat also said a word-for-word answer this time. And after that, the man in blue, who was dressed exactly like the previous one, died strangely with a hellish expression again......
And after that, I don't know whose memory it is, but once again in the switch between black and white, this similar plot was staged six times in succession.
In this way, until this time, there have been eight blue-clothed people who claim to be from the Hu family, and eight inaccessible corners have died in vain.
However, with the rapid passage of time, the plot mode of the ninth time has obviously started again.
"Sir, please stay!" A young man in blue clothes staggered behind the man in a hat, panting and panting.
But in this regard, the hat man did not return to him, but still took great strides and walked on the rugged road.
But at this time, with the young man in blue who accidentally fell, "Oops! With a bang, the man in the hat suddenly turned his head.
"Could it be that all the people of the Hu family are dead? How could you send a yellow-haired boy with no cultivation to chase after the old man today? ”
And as soon as the boy in blue saw the man in the hat stop, his face immediately turned happy, and then he knelt directly on the ground and explained loudly.
"This, the kid doesn't know very well. Because the kid was fortunate enough to be elected to Hu Mansion a few days ago. The head of the family said that everything in the house is complicated now, and it is the time to employ people. Therefore, let the boy and a few people come here many times in a row. Just to be able to meet Mr., please count the things that my Hu family mentioned before. ”
I don't know why, when this hat man faced the yellow-haired boy in front of him, who obviously had no social experience, he suddenly seemed to have a little more patience.
"That kid, the old man asks you again, have you really prepared all the required tributes for the Hu family?"
And this kid who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth directly returned to his question with a loud voice.
"Yes! The head of the family has already said it. No matter what you need, Mr. Hu, we will prepare it all for you! Whether it's the nine lives that are with me, or the eighteen, or even the thirty-six, or the seventy-two......"
In this regard, the hat man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
"Excellent! Very good realization. However, before that, the old man must first declare one thing. None of these things are what I want. Rather, it is the price that you mortals must pay to Heaven in order to satisfy your desires. ”
"What the gentleman said is very true!" The boy in blue said this, but the man bowed to the hat man again.
"Oh well! Since Tiangong opened his eyes, if he only asked for such a small sacrifice this time, then the old man will go with the sky and help your Hu family calculate it! ”
As the man in the hat finished speaking, in his wide cloak, a pair of white and slender hands that were obviously well maintained suddenly stretched out. And in the next moment, his hands turned rapidly like those fortune tellers on the street who were shaking their heads......
This process, which lasted for a full quarter of an hour, finally spoke again.
"Oops! Unfortunately! I'm afraid that this Hu Gongzi will already die nine times when he goes! ”
"This ...... How can it be. And this result, the boy in blue doesn't seem to be quite acceptable.
"Are you questioning the old man?"
However, after the boy in blue said this, the tone of the hat man also suddenly changed in some way.
"No...... Can't! And after the boy in blue said what he said just now, the momentum on his body suddenly withered.
"You must be trying to say, there is no basis for your words! All right! ”
The man with the hat said this, and suddenly reached out and took out a piece of paper from under his cloak, and then actually began to directly "brush!" Brush! Brush! On that blank piece of paper, "indiscriminately" graffiti was scribbled......
After about a quarter of an hour, the white piece of paper in his hand, which had seemed to be his scribble, turned into a strange painting after he turned it at an angle of one hundred and eighty degrees.
Moreover, what is depicted above is an extremely tragic and bloody picture......
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