By this time the shadow had disappeared, and the old peasant picked up the dagger and handed it to me. scolded stupidly: "Damn it, he's a master!" "

I hurriedly asked the old farmer, "Which play is this?" It can't be those old-timers apparitions, right?! "

"Show a fart! Don't you see a shadow of him? "The old farmer's spirit has not disappeared" I don't know where the master came from! But it's not here to hurt us. "

"What do you mean by that? Didn't they throw a dagger at you? If you fall for him, you will die too" I said, "The silkworm king is so powerful, he is not afraid of guns, but he killed him with a dagger"

"You know the! Don't you see that he threw the dagger without using all his strength? Feng Laonong also looked puzzled, "Anyway, it's not harming us, we can't catch up now, let's take a look at the silkworm king, by the way, peel off the skin, damn, you can't get a bright weapon, get this skin, it's enough to eat and drink for a lifetime." "

The three of us came to the silkworm king with flashlights, and the silkworm king was already quietly silent at this time. Lying motionless on the ground. The body was deflated a lot, and the whole skin was like a large sheet wrapped around a piece of wood. And on the ground beside him, there was a lot of green goo. It smells very fishy.

The old farmer kicked the silkworm king with his foot, and he was already soft and lifeless. That's when I was relieved. He unloaded the gun and stuck it in his waist. He asked me for a dagger and cut it along the spot where the shadow man had inserted it. I saw that the old farmer cut up and down a few times with a dagger, and the entire round silkworm king had been cut into a sheet. After the skin of the silkworm king was cut, the internal organs of the silkworm king immediately turned into a stream of green sticky juice, leaving only a white skin on the ground.

The old farmer wrapped his hands in a cloth, pulled up the position of the silkworm king's tail, and squeezed it hard, and the sticky juice immediately flowed to the ground. The old farmer dragged the silkworm king skin to a cleaner place, took out an old garment from his backpack, and tore it open. Then wipe the sweat sticky to the silkworm king's skin. Roll up the silkworm king's skin and put it in your backpack.

"That's it! This time it's developed! The old farmer yelled at the two of us.

"Haha, that old farmer, what is this, this silkworm king skin was sold for money, and the three of us have a share!" I am also very happy.

"Don't worry, stay for a while and go out and kill my dog! Drink a pot of his mother's "Feng Lao Nong was excited" sold this skin, and the three of us will share the money equally! Go and have fun! "

"That's fine, huh! Or the old farmer knows that it hurts! "I felt like I saw a happy life in the future. When the skins were sold, there was money. First settle the stabbing matter with the money, and then go to the game hall of the cultural center to buy all his cards and play happily for a few days. When you are hungry, you go to the gate of the theater and eat the casserole stewed noodles that aid the dynasty. If you want to eat wine, you can buy a few bottles of Moutai and go to the donkey meat shop at the entrance of Zhengfu to eat his mother. Smoke, I have to buy a few of my mother's Ashi yards! As for drowsiness, of course, it's going to the Black Hair Hotel. Ha ha.

"What do you think!" The old farmer rewarded me with a popped chestnut on my head.

"Ouch!" It hurts me. "I'm wondering where I'm going to enjoy life when I have money! I'm going to eat everything I haven't eaten, drink everything I haven't drunk, and play everything I haven't played! "

"Haha, medium!" Feng Laonong said with a smile. "Hurry up and pack your things, let's go out and kill the dog now!"

"There's nothing left to clean up, brother." I said, "What did we do yesterday about that dead man?" Just throw it here? "

Hearing me mention the "corpse", the old farmer remembered that there was such a thing. So he turned on his flashlight and walked towards the man. When I arrived at the "corpse", I saw that his white body was stained with green silkworm juice, as if he had been smeared with a layer of paint.

The old peasant kicked with his foot, and the hand of the "corpse" actually moved slightly!