"The sky is panicking, the earth is panicking."

"Heaven has heavenly officials, and earth has earth treasures"

As I chanted the incantation, I pressed the nail of the coffin against the vein and slashed it hard.

When I evenly smeared the blood of the veins on the coffin nails, I was getting closer and closer to Zhang San.

Looking at the rat hanging from Zhang San's neck, I was not afraid of its accident at all.

Although the body of the big fat mouse is an ordinary body, to put it bluntly, it is the same as us, it is the first mortal fetus, but what can really make it strong to this is those evil qi.

There is evil qi to protect the body, and the physical state of the rat is almost invincible, which is not an exaggeration at all.

At least among the methods I know, except for the formation spell that specializes in evil qi by the people in the industry, the rest of the methods cannot harm the body of the rat.

There is a sinister aura that wraps the flesh, which is basically equivalent to wrapping it with a layer of armor that is defensive to the sky.

Even modern thermal weapons may not be able to hurt it, let alone Zhang San's fist?

When he was bitten by the rat on the neck, Zhang San struggled like an ordinary person, constantly smashing his fists on the rat, and every time he struck with ten percent of his strength.

That kind of muffled sound is more scary than thunder.

"Squeak!!

The rat kept screaming, especially when he saw me running over, the scream became louder, and the four paws were firmly glued to Zhang San's body, and he didn't let go of it.

As for Zhang San, he also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and when he saw me running over, he first smashed a fist on the head of the rat, and then raised his foot and rushed towards me.

It didn't mean to dodge, it was clearly trying to me hard, although the obstacles caused by the rat not only failed to completely block its mobility, but its hands and feet were still the same.

To be honest, I was really scared when I saw Zhang San running towards me, but while I was afraid, my body had a subconscious reaction.

Almost as soon as I collided with it, I took a sharp step to the left, and as I passed by, the coffin nail in my hand had already stabbed into its stomach.

The position of this stab is definitely not crooked, and the standard is in the middle of the red heart dantian.

Before I could exert much effort, Zhang San stopped walking, and his body kept shaking.

"Are you playing really?"

Zhang San turned his face sideways and glared at me viciously, his eyes were even more fierce than those of the evil ghost, as if he wanted to eat me alive.

But at this point it was just trembling, but it didn't attack me, or it didn't have the ability to attack me.

"You beat the fat man like this, and you still ask me if I'm playing for real?"

When I said this, I didn't mean to provoke, I looked at Zhang San very calmly, my hands were always strong, and I didn't dare to relax at all.

The coffin was nailed to the ground, and my head probably couldn't be saved, so this dog had to swallow me alive.

"The master is right, when dealing with people in the industry, you just can't keep your hands."

Zhang San sighed, as if resigned to his fate, and looked at me.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

I didn't squeak, clutched the nail of the coffin, and my brain raced to the ground.

"The magic weapon you use is not ordinary, but it is not enough to hurt me, the only thing that can threaten me should be this rune paper, right?" Zhang San smiled: "It can drain the corpse qi in my body, I can feel it." ”

"It's the only way I want to deal with you."

With a slight push, I pushed the nail in a little bit.

"Really, I've never seen such an active corpse like you, and I've never imagined that there would be something like you, and you're about to catch up with the living" I sighed: "It's a pity that the smell of corpses on your body is too strong, the heavier the corpse gas, the stronger the corpse smell, this is the common sense that my grandfather taught me"

Zhang San nodded and didn't say anything.

"If you want to get rid of the wrong, the first thing is to vent the qi in the body of the wrong," I said: "The more the qi is discharged, the weaker the wrong, and if you want to get rid of it all at once, the easier it will be." ”

Zhang San snorted and laughed: "If I were you, I would do it directly." ”

"You're quite human, a little hard to handle." I shook my head: "But this can't be left alone. ”

"You"

Zhang San's words didn't come out, maybe because it couldn't be spoken, and the coffin nails that penetrated the rune paper had completely pierced into Zhang San's stomach, leaving less than a knuckle on the outside.

At this time, I couldn't hold the coffin nails, so I could only let go of my hand, took a few steps back, and carefully observed Zhang San.

"So, the thing I hate the most is you guys."

Zhang San trembled, almost squeezing out this sentence from between his teeth, the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more, and the tone of his voice also revealed a pain that was difficult to hide.

I threw my hand here, but the rat didn't let go, and it still bit Zhang San's neck, but this time it tore it no matter how much it tore it, it couldn't pull another piece of meat from Zhang San's body.

"Chubby, you come down."

As I spoke, I ran over in a few steps, picked up the large prison rope that had fallen on the ground, walked to Zhang San's side, and put it around its neck one after another.

The effect of the prison rope on Zhang San was very much compared to the damage caused by the prison rope to Zhang San when we used it to deal with the villagers of Mao'er Village.

But now

"I'm not a living person, it's useless for you to strangle me." Zhang San said.

"It's okay, I let off your anger by falling corpses, and then use the prison rope to stop you, step by step." I smiled and threw the black rope out, motioning for the rat to bite.

Later, under my arrangement, the rat acted as a member of the tug-of-war, biting one end of the prison rope, and walking far away step by step, until the rope was completely tightened, and then it stopped.

I pulled out the dagger, lifted Zhang San's neckline, and took a look.

I have to say, I'm really a little puzzled by this.

Zhang San had a very obvious stitch mark on his neck, and that circle looked like it

"You had people beheaded?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Chopped." Zhang San said: "After that, the master sewed it for me, the craftsmanship is good, right?" ”

I looked at it, nodded, and said that the craftsmanship was good, but it was a pity that it was in vain.

Zhang San turned his head sideways and looked at me deeply: "If you want to do it, it's early, if you wait for Lao Tzu to slow down, I have to tear down your bones."

"Okay, then you're welcome."

As I spoke, I raised the dagger and was about to cut it, when I heard Zhang San ask me coldly: "I have died once, do you think I will still die?" ”

"Who knows." I shrugged.

Zhang San smiled and said, Okay, since you are determined to kill me, then leave something for me to bury?

"You say." I am as good as a runner.

"You've got a good head, why don't you send me?" Zhang San asked me very politely.

I didn't squeak, swiped on the vein, opened the dagger, and stabbed Zhang San in the neck with a horizontal knife.

It wasn't until the dagger was halfway into its flesh that I realized I was doing it myself.

Seriously, I didn't expect to do it so suddenly, I was going to find the right place and go down but my gut told me it would be too late if I didn't

That feeling is like being threatened to the point of cornering, and stabbing someone uncontrollably.

"Dangerous guy."

I frowned, looked at Zhang San, tilted the blade slightly, and slowly swiped along the amplitude of its neck.

The movement is slow, but when the blade breaks through the flesh, it feels very stable.

It only takes about ten seconds! It probably takes less than ten seconds! Zhang San's head has to go

"Stop."

When I heard the sound, I felt like my neck was being choked.

The man reached out from behind and grabbed my neck, the force of the hand was not very strong, but the almost irresistible feeling of iron tongs made me break out in a cold sweat.

"Who?" I asked, holding the dagger, not daring to make any more moves.

"Aren't you looking for me?" The man smiled.

Listening to his voice, it was obvious that it was an old man.

Fuck.

Old man.

"What is Xigong?" I asked.

"I'll tell you to turn around, let's communicate normally, but you don't make a small move"

He Xigong smiled, and his tone gradually became cold.

"If you mess around, then don't blame me for killing you."