"Even if it is your family's Demon Immortal Venerable, if he casts a spell himself, there is no guarantee that he can resurrect the dead one hundred percent, right?" I asked.

Mr. Qin gritted his teeth.

"It's like betting on dice, some people can shake big, some people can shake small, and some people don't dare to bet, after all, the bet is fate."

I smiled.

"If you lose the bet of life, you will have nothing, and if you can't be resurrected, you will really die, am I right?"

In fact, I didn't guess these by myself, but Xiaofeng told me in the carpenter workshop of Xiaofeng's family.

Those people deceived Xiaofeng, saying that they could resurrect her parents after death like her, so Xiaofeng asked her parents to commit suicide, but in the end, Xiaofeng's parents were really dead and were not resurrected.

Mr. Qin's face slowly relaxed, and then he laughed: "You are right, you know a lot, and the analogy you made is also very appropriate." ”

Then Mr. Qin asked his men to bring him bows and arrows.

"Now, I'm going to see if the dice you roll out are big or small." Mr. Qin said.

Mr. Qin's subordinates immediately spoke out to stop Mr. Qin, saying that the order was not to arrest Zhang Donghai alive?

"It doesn't matter, if he dies and can't survive, I'll take the responsibility." Mr. Qin's eyes flashed with a vicious light.

Then Mr. Qin drew a full bow, let go, and the arrow flew straight towards my heart.

I never imagined that he would really dare to kill me, and it was too late to hide!

But at this moment, a figure stood in front of me.

My eyes widened, and so did Mr. Qin's eyes.

"Old friend, why are you doing this?" Mr. Qin frowned.

I hugged my uncle, and I couldn't speak with my mouth wide open.

The arrow pierced into the uncle's abdomen, not a fatal point, but the arrow shot by Mr. Qin was a deer hunting arrow used by hunters in the village, and the place where the arrow and the arrow rod were connected was extremely thin!

Therefore, when this kind of arrow is shot in the human body, it cannot be pulled, and it will break back when it is pulled, so that the arrow will remain in the body, and if it is not taken out for a long time, it will be infected and die!

In this wilderness, there is no medical treatment, and the uncle's physical condition is so bad now, I am afraid that he will really not live.

Mr. Qin threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, took a shotgun again, and walked over slowly, frowning and looking at the uncle who was moaning in pain.

"Old friend, you can ask for more blessings, when you die, I will do the secret method of soul recovery, but when the time comes, whether you are alive or not depends on your creation." Mr. Qin said.

Then Mr. Qin raised his gun and was about to aim it at my chest.

But the uncle grabbed the hem of Mr. Qin's clothes.

"Let the sea go, don't kill him." Uncle gasped and said.

"Old friend, you have to believe that your nephew Jiren has his own natural appearance." Mr. Qin frowned.

But the uncle's expression suddenly became eager, and he said in a hoarse voice: "After the sea dies, it is impossible to come back to life!" And if he does die, I can guarantee it! You don't have enough heads to apologize! His number of lives is ......"

The uncle coughed violently a few more times, and the corners of his mouth were foaming with blood.

"What happened to his life?" Mr. Qin asked.

"See for yourself." Uncle said.

Mr. Qin grabbed my left hand and looked at my palm print carefully.

Suddenly, Mr. Qin's pupils shrank.

"It can't be." Mr. Qin's expression seemed to have lost his soul.

"Why? Why is your life exactly the same as that of Immortal Venerable? Mr. Qin yelled hysterically.

I was at a loss for a moment.

Am I exactly the same as the fairy's fate? I don't know!

To say that two people have the same number of lives is a once-in-a-lifetime anecdote of a lifetime.

Everyone's palm print is unique.

Even if it happens that the eight characters of the birth date are the same, the natal star position is the same, but the palm print and the number of lives will not be the same.

If two people really have the same fate, then they are the same wealth, the same tribulation, and the same calamity.

Even.

Same life and death.

Uncle stretched out his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said that he had just heard me finish the parable of betting on dice, and suddenly remembered.

"What do you think? Immortal Venerable, before you came, why did you have to explain repeatedly, you must bring the living Zhang Donghai back. Uncle looked at Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin stood there with a shotgun, looking completely stupid.

He dropped the shotgun, grabbed my left hand again, looked at it carefully, and then pinched my features and told me to open my mouth and look at my teeth.

I couldn't bear to be inspected like a mule by him, but I was afraid of the shotguns and bows and arrows that were pointing at me around me, so I could only let him toss.

Mr. Qin had seen enough of it completely, and then let go of me, his chin trembled, and he muttered: "Indeed, I didn't expect that I should have found out when I saw this kid for the first time." ”

Then Mr. Qin looked at me fixedly, gritted his teeth and said, "I never thought that everything my mother did from beginning to end was actually for you!" ”

I listened more and more confused, not knowing what he was talking about? What's going on?

"Alright, tie this kid back." Mr. Qin said.

Then Mr. Qin turned his head, looked at the uncle, and said, "There are still old friends, I will leave you here to die, and after I go back to recover my life, I will come back to perform the secret method of soul recovery for you." ”

The uncle's face froze, but he didn't expect Mr. Qin to abandon him like this.

I'm also anxious, no matter how the uncle is lost, he is my closest person, I don't want him to die, even if he can be like my sister and Xiaofeng, become a walking corpse and live.

"There are so many of your men here! Take my uncle with you! You left him wounded in the wilderness, and he was afraid that he would be eaten by beasts! The corpses are gone, and you're still coming back to be your mother's secret method of rejuvenating souls? "I yelled at Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin ignored me completely, with a sneer on his face.

I gritted my teeth, this dog-day demon must have seen that my uncle had no use value, so he discarded him like garbage.

Mr. Qin asked his men to kidnap me, and I was naturally unwilling to give in and struggled desperately.

"Be honest!" Mr. Qin came over and hit me with an elbow on the stomach.

I bent over in pain, I didn't expect that Mr. Qin, who cultivated the evil law, had such great strength.

The pain made me bruised, and I took advantage of the bending to bend over, and I slammed my head on Mr. Qin's stomach.

Mr. Qin was knocked back a few steps by me, and then sat on the ground in embarrassment.

"Damn, this kid, you guys give him some color!" Mr. Qin said angrily.

Then I was kicked to the ground by Mr. Qin's men, and I was kicked wildly.

I curled up like a prawn, covered my head with my hands, and screamed.

Since I was a child, I have never been beaten so badly, these people have a lot of people, and they beat me in such a group, it is really shameless!

At this time, the uncle, who was seriously injured, also crawled over, protected me with his body, and begged them to stop fighting.

"Keep fighting! There is only one breath left! I want to vent my anger, why does this kid deserve his mother to do so much for him? Mr. Qin said with a resentful expression.

I was beaten again, and I was bruised and purple, and my head was dizzy.

Uncle lay on my body and suffered a lot of feet for me, he was already injured, and he was beaten like this, and he was almost out of breath, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Take it away." Mr. Qin waved his hand.

But at this moment, on the other side of the hillside, a woman's voice suddenly sounded.

"I touched him just now, stand here with me, and line up."

The woman's voice was soft, but her tone was unmistakable.

"Who?" Mr. Qin frowned and looked at the woman.

She stood on a rock, draped in a purple-black hat, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and a red mask of lucky stars on her face.

Even if she was covering her face, I recognized who she was at a glance.

"Sister, save me." I cried out.

Mr. Qin smiled and said, "Zhang Furu? Long time no see! ”

My sister jumped down the hill and walked in front of Mr. Qin and his men.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" My sister asked.

Mr. Qin's group of walking corpses all had disdainful smiles on their faces.

"Hmph, why did you order us?"

My sister reached out and removed the mask from her face.

"With this."

In an instant, Mr. Qin's walking corpse subordinates' expressions changed drastically, and then they all knelt down!

Mr. Qin also took a few steps back one after another, his mouth was open, and his throat seemed to be stuck with an egg. ()

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