But the fat man was like crazy, even if the big-headed freak was motionless, he still kept waving the scimitar, until Wu Yi and Ye Wuxin couldn't stand it anymore and pulled him off the big-headed freak, and the Nepalese knife slipped from the fat man's hand and fell to the ground with a bang, and at this time, the big-headed freak had completely lost its previous appearance, his head was cut into a puddle of rotten meat, and his neck bone was completely minced, and it looked like he could be directly used to make dumpling filling.

The young man who climbed to the door before and his guy who had just pretended to be dead also stood at the door with each other's support, and took a look at the miserable situation of the big-headed freak, and couldn't help but inhale the cool air, and almost didn't kneel, the fat man was too ruthless, let them beat this monster to death with a gun, they could do it without blinking their eyes, but if they wanted to torture the big-headed freak with a knife like this, they didn't necessarily have that kind of psychological quality.

These two people suffered a big loss under the hands of the fat man before, and they were even more afraid of the fat man at this time, and there were many people on Wu Yi's side, and they didn't dare to sneak away quietly to touch the moldy head, but if they didn't leave, it was extremely embarrassing to stay here, and there was a guy lying in the stone room, the guy was shot in the shoulder, and was kicked a few times by the fat man in the head, until now he was lying there motionless like a dead dog, and they didn't dare to rush over to check, lest the two sides have a misunderstanding and conflict again.

Wu Yi and Ye Wuxin helped the fat man to sit down against the wall, and the blind man also walked back, the fat man was scarred, and the arm that was slapped by the big-headed freak was weakly drooping, his face was full of depression, he curled up there with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking, and from time to time he would raise his head to look at the headless corpse of the living dead.

Wu Yi also glanced at the corpse, and said in his heart that the living dead have really become dead this time, but this guy is really a freak, is there really a person in this world who is born half-dead? Thinking of this, he glanced at the two men standing at the door, since they were in the company of the living dead, they must know something, so he beckoned them to come over.

The two of them suddenly became cautious, although Wu Yi had not done much before, but they still saw the trick of playing the flying tiger claw, these two people were also old oilmen in the rivers and lakes, but they had never seen the side that could use the flying tiger claw as they wanted, at this time in their hearts, Wu Yi had been classified by them into the range of martial arts masters, this kind of master is not something they can afford to provoke.

But fear is fear, they can only walk over hard.

Wu Yi is quite interested in this young man, this person must also have some real skills, although he is the same age as himself, but he is much more sophisticated and decisive than himself, just because he can still hold on to it without falling down with an arm now, Wu Yi is a little admired, Ye Wuxin didn't give these two people a good look, it is estimated that he was served by this young man before, and he still had some fire in his heart, so he pointed a knife at them and let them squat on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The young man was also a man who knew the times, so he did so without resistance, and sighed,

"This time we planted it, I didn't expect to run into a group of you, but, I can see that all of you are not simple, and we really don't have anything to say if we planted it, how to deal with it is up ......to you."

What made Wu and the others a little stunned was that the young man's voice at this time was no longer as thick and dull as it was at the beginning, but became slightly sharper, and the timbre was also very delicate and gentle, like the voice of a delicate girl, this kind of voice appeared on a big man, it was very strange, and it was easy to think of the word "sissy".

Wu Yi was a little happy when he first heard it, and said in his heart Could this be his real voice, even the fat man who was still immersed in sadness couldn't help but raise his head, glanced at the young man obliquely, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The young man's expression didn't change much, he just swept around Wu and a few people, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Wu Yi.

"I learned Kunqu opera with my family when I was a child, and I pinched my voice to speak since I was a child, and my vocal cords were damaged, and I couldn't change my voice when I grew up, so I deliberately pretended to be very strong before, in fact, I was afraid that my peers would laugh at my voice......"

After he finished speaking, he squatted there and stopped talking, but the blind man showed a strange look on his face after hearing this, and after thinking for a while, he asked,

"You said you learned Kunqu opera since you were a child? Then why did you start to make a living again? ”

The young man smiled meaningfully and said very resolutely,

"It's a secret about me that I won't tell even if I take it to the grave."

Ye Wuxin glared at him, and the tip of the knife was pointed at the young man,

"If the blind man asks you, you just have to answer honestly, don't really think that you don't dare to kill you, in this kind of place, killing you is as simple as killing a dog."

The young man laughed when he heard this, and said to Ye Wuxin,

"A family has a family's rules, even if you kill me, I won't say it."

"You ......"

Ye Wuxin's expression sank, and he took a step forward and was about to kick the young man down, but he heard the blind man suddenly laugh twice and asked,

"This little brother, dare to ask the singer of Hero Mountain, Wu Lao Liu, do you know him?"

When the young man heard the blind man say this, he was slightly stunned, and he looked at the blind man a few times before saying,

"Wu Lao Liu, that's my grandfather, I don't know if you are ......"

The blind man laughed when he heard this, stroked his goatee and shook his head at Wu Yi and said,

"Tsk, Master Wu, this time we really washed the Dragon King Temple, my family doesn't know my own family, this turned out to be the old man, I knew it was like this, I should have communicated with him at first."

"After the deceased?"

Wu Yi was stunned and said,

"Do you know his grandfather?"

The young man also stiffened, his eyes widened, waiting for the blind man's next step.

The blind man nodded, and thought for a moment before saying,

"The old man and the old man don't just know each other, let me tell you this, Wu Ye, the relationship between the old man and the old man is similar to that between you and the fat man, more than forty years ago, the two of us also had a fateful friendship, at that time, the old man also had a few brothers, and Wu Lao Liu was one.

It wasn't until that time that I went to the ancient tomb of Qiankou to find the treasure that Wu Lao Liu couldn't go with the old man because something happened at home at that time, and it was from then on that the two of us separated.

After the old man escaped from the death of the twentieth mouth, he lost his eyes, disappeared for a long time, and has not made any contact with Wu Lao Liu, and when the old man cheered up, he wanted to contact him again but could not be contacted, now think about it, I haven't seen it for more than 40 years, if it weren't for listening to this little brother talk about learning Kunqu Opera since he was a child, and doing a living of fighting again, the old man really can't imagine that he can still have an intersection with the old man in this life. ”

The blind man paused, then explained,

"Because of the old man's old man, he has a special skill, that is, listening to the sound of the fight, in the place where there is an ancient tomb, he only needs to make a few holes in the ground, and sing a few words of opera into the hole, you can roughly judge the location of the main tomb, so in the inverted bucket line, he has a nickname called the king of singing and fighting."

The blind man smiled as he spoke, and asked the young man again,

"The secret you just said about you, isn't that this unique skill? Indeed, the old man remembered that the sixth man said that you can talk about this unique job of yours, but your own family members can't reveal it to the outside world, presumably because you are afraid that you will lose if you say too much, and the trick of leaking your mouth will be learned by others. ”

When the young man heard this, his eyes were as big as a bull's eye, and his face was full of incredulity, and he was stunned for a long time, and then squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and then suddenly shouted,

"I see, you...... You are the senior of Yunlong Chen! You're still alive! ”

(End of chapter)