Song Gan looked at me pleadingly, I slowly pushed open the door, the cold air in the warehouse rushed out, and I turned on the light, and the miserable white light shone down.

There were still stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the warehouse, and the female corpse was lying there motionless. Let's take a look around, and there is no shadow of Meng Chai in it. Song Gan and I walked in, and he was very worried about his brother's situation, so he called a few people to check on him in the warehouse.

I went straight to the female corpse and carefully examined the condition of the corpse, which was startled at the sight, as if there was something bulging in the female corpse's mouth. I took a breath and pinched the corpse's mouth with my hand, but I couldn't open it. I hurriedly called Song Gan and pointed to the mouth of the female corpse to show him.

Song Gan understood what I meant, and also pinched the female corpse's mouth with his hand, but I don't know what's going on, the female corpse's mouth was tightly closed, and ordinary hands couldn't pinch it open. Song Gan was in a hurry, he actually took out his gun, and was about to shoot at the female corpse's head, but fortunately, I reacted quickly and raised his arm sharply, and a gunshot hit the opposite wall, and a puff of smoke came out.

Song Gan yelled at me, and I hurriedly greeted Yang Wenming outside. Yang Wenming has been hiding outside the door and didn't dare to come in, seeing this situation, knowing that he couldn't hide, Ai Ai walked in. I asked him to translate quickly.

Yang Wenming listened to Song Gan's yelling and said, "He said that it was all this demon corpse, and if he couldn't find his brother, it was useless to keep this corpse, so he directly blasted it with a gun." ”

I asked Yang Wenming to persuade Song Gan not to be so impulsive. Song Gan was in a hurry, brandishing his gun, he was really afraid that he would miss something, don't collapse anyone.

Song Gan yelled, that means that whoever he wants, as long as he harms his younger brother, he will be killed!

I listened to the thought, and gently covered the face of the female corpse with my hand, feeling the eerie coolness rushing to the palm of my hand. I tried to communicate with it with the Ghost King's Heart Mantra, and when I closed my eyes slightly, I felt the dark resentment rushing to my face, and this breath was so powerful that I trembled all over.

I felt a strong resentment, as if to say, kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!

I quickly withdrew my heart mantra and slowly opened my eyes, and I heard Yang Wenming shouting: "The mouth is open, the mouth is open." ”

When we looked over, everyone was terrified, and the female corpse's mouth was bulging, and it turned out to be a mouthful of hair. Everyone looked at each other, and I reached in, shaking and pulling out a clump of hair.

The hair was still wet, stained with some red and white liquid, I can't tell what it was, and the smell was pungent.

Yang Wenming's throat muttered, and he trembled and said, "Could it be that the female corpse ate Meng Chai ?" He told Song Gan his conjecture again, Song Gan's eyes were red, and he could see that he had a very good relationship with his younger brother, and now that his younger brother was gone, he was furious, no matter what the task was, he trembled and pointed a gun at the head of the female corpse to open it.

He was so angry, Yang Wenming and I didn't dare to persuade him for a while, this kid was so angry that it was estimated that even we could be slaughtered.

At the moment when he fired, he only heard a loud roar outside the door, and Song Gan's hand trembled, and he didn't dare to pull the trigger. Ah Hui, who had never shown up, actually walked over with a gloomy face, followed by many soldiers.

Ah Hui entered the warehouse and said something loudly to Song Gan, and Song Gan tried his best to defend himself. Ah Hui snatched the gun from his hand and threw a big mouth at Song Gan, staggering Song Gan, and his mouth was full of blood.

Ah Hui pointed at us and said in Chinese, "Get out of here!" No one can stay here, no matter who dies, the female corpse must be sent back safely! ”

Yang Wenming made a bitter face, pulled my sleeve, and motioned to go out. I thought about it and followed them outside. Ah Hui closed the door heavily, his face was extremely gloomy, and when he went outside, he said this sentence again in Southeast Asian.

Song Gan hung his head and didn't speak.

Ah Hui called a soldier, announced in public, promoted him to the new person in charge of the cabin, and then handed him his own gun, explaining that he was optimistic about this door, and no one was allowed to enter again, otherwise he would be killed!

Ah Hui left angrily, these soldiers did not disperse, and they were still talking in a low voice. The newly promoted person in charge is really responsible, gesturing with a gun, and letting everyone go paddling, don't delay the trip. All the soldiers looked at him a little unconvinced, and they had no choice, so they all went back to work.

Song Gan's eyes were full of despair, standing there for a long time without moving, and he could see him secretly gritting his teeth.

I asked Yang Wenming to come over and ask him to translate. I said to Song Gan, "Your brother may not be dead yet. ”

Song Gan raised his head abruptly and stared at me tightly.

"As long as you listen to me, there is a way to get your brother back." I said.

Yang Wenming hurriedly translated the past. Song Gan looked at me, his throat scurrying up and down, this person is definitely an old warrior who has experienced blood and fire, there is an indescribable calmness in his eyes, I can interpret his meaning, as long as he can let his brother come back, no matter what he does.

Song Gan said a word, Yang Wenming shrank in fright, and didn't dare to translate for a long time.

I said loudly, "Tell me the truth, what's going on." ”

Yang Wenming bit his lower lip, took a deep breath and said, "Song Gan said just now that he can listen to you, but if his younger brother Meng Chai can't come back by then, he will kill you, and then ...... Kill me too. ”

I was expressionless and stretched out my hand to Song Gan, Song Gan looked at me and slowly stretched out his hand as well, and we shook hands.

I told Song Khan to call Ah Hui, everyone is here, and I want to have a meeting.

Song Gan nodded and went to call Ah Hui.

Yang Wenming was in a hurry, and he was afraid that I would be angry, so he babbled and said, "Mr. Wang, are you sure, where is that Meng Chai?" ”

"Go find a knife." I said.

Yang Wenming was shocked: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Hurry up, the faster the knife, the better." I yelled.

Yang Wenming looked at me, sighed, and trotted all the way up to the cabin. I sat at the door of the warehouse, quietly recuperating, and the new person in charge looked at the door, gun-raised, and stared at me vigilantly.

After a short time, Yang Wenming came back first and took a machete. I tried it, and the edge was quite sharp, and with a slight touch of my hand, it opened a tiny bloody hole.

At this moment, Ah Hui and Song Gan also came down. Ah Hui came to me with a gloomy face: "Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?" ”

I stood up with a knife, and Ah Hui was startled: "What do you mean." ”

I turned the knife across and said, "I communicated with the female corpse just now, she has a grudge that is difficult to settle, if you don't calm her anger, Meng Chai won't be able to come back." ”

"What do you mean, Meng Chai was hidden by the female corpse?" Ah Hui asked with a wink.

"I'll know when I'm done." Step by step, I came to the middle of the cabin, and everyone stopped paddling and looked at me together.

I held the knife in my hand and chained Jun Xiaojiao in the realm of divine consciousness, Jun Xiaojiao slowly stood up and began to dance in the divine consciousness. I got its magic powers, and I danced along. This situation is similar to the "god fight" in traditional spells, that is, inviting the god to come up. During the Qing Dynasty, the Boxer Rebellion, there were many such masters in the altar, and they could invite the gods to come up and make all kinds of unbelievable actions. The difference between me and them is that they invite external gods, while my gods are in the realm of their own divine consciousness, and they can be connected without too much troublesome and trivial process.

I began to play with my knife in the middle of the cabin, with a skilful and smooth movement, rising and falling from time to time. The more I play, the more enjoyable I become, the more fluid I go, one person and one knife, which is natural. I suddenly came to a very bizarre realm, the outside environment is gone, there is no time, there is only me, only a knife with my hand, only this moment.

Jun Xiaojiao put away the knife, and I happened to come in the air with a harrier to turn over and put the knife away. The scene was extremely silent, and after a long pause, many people applauded.

Ah Hui smiled: "This is the legendary mud dismantling kung fu, Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to be a master of national arts." ”

I walked up to him, clenched my fists and said, "Don't dare." It was a set of soul dances just now, the purpose of which was to appease the resentment of the dead, but there was still one thing missing to completely calm down. ”

Ah Hui was curious and asked what else he needed.

"To sacrifice the dead, there is also a sacrifice." I said lightly.

He was a little surprised, and was about to ask a question, when I picked up the knife in my hand, swung it out with lightning speed, and with a single sword, it went in from Ah Hui's left neck, cut the throat, came out from the right neck, and cut directly horizontally.

I infused this knife with mana, and I used all my strength, but I was afraid that I would miss a blow. Ah Hui didn't react when he went down, and he was still blinking and asking me, "What sacrifice do you need......"

Before the words fell, a thin and dense red line appeared on his neck, first blood beads oozed out, and then more and more blood gushed. He clutched his hands around his throat and took a step backwards, falling straight and backwards, slamming to the ground.

No one expected this change, and everyone was silent for a few seconds, and then they all stood up, their rifles loaded, and the muzzles of at least ten guns were pointed at me.

I was standing in the middle of the cabin, being pointed at these guns, and Yang Wenming was almost scared to pee next to me.

I looked at Song Gan and fixed my eyes on him, which meant to make him keep the promise he had just made. Song Gan suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it at me.

The two of us looked at each other in the air, and for five or six seconds, Song Gan turned the muzzle of the gun, and suddenly pointed at the newly promoted person in charge at the door of the warehouse, and the "bang" was a shot, and the person was caught off guard, and was shot in the head, and blood sprayed on the door.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors