Zhiqiu Yiye has not eased up until now, was he three or four years old last when he faced such a situation? I can't remember it anymore.

Many writers who don't know about firearms or have only played CS have a lot of respect for the Desert Eagle, and this gun will appear in basically every book, which makes Xia Yu rich and playful.

But this gun basically has no advantages except for the domineering appearance, the gun is too loud, the ammunition load is too small, the volume is too large, the weight is too heavy, it is only suitable for making local tyrant toys, and it is also more in line with Xia Yu's identity, but for Xia Yu, who rarely uses firearms now, it is no different from other pistols.

But one of the shortcomings is that Xia Yu picked it up again, that is, the sound is loud enough, much louder than any small firecracker, and it is the most suitable choice to deal with this situation.

Sure enough, it lived up to Xia Yu's expectations and completed the milestone of "one shot into the soul" in another way.

Foreign guns are a rare commodity for ancient people, don't say anything about bird guns and cannons, that is a matter of the Ming and Qing dynasties, at this time, it is better to change a little thunderbolt fire or something.

Holding back a smile, Xia Yu continued to recite the second half of the Analects.

The sound of reading also pulled Zhiqiu Yiye back to his soul, oh no, my horse!

It doesn't matter if there is any shame or not, anyway, it was not seen by others, and I picked two leaves from the side, as if it was not enough, so I picked a few more.

Finally, the bottom was cleaned up, and the horse almost ran out for more than ten miles!

"Scholar, do you see in what direction my horse is running?"

Zhiqiu Yiye, who pulled up his pants, caught up with Xia Yu, but Xia Yu covered his nose and hid to the side.

"It stinks! This has fallen into the pit! ”

The buzzing sound came into Chiaki Kazuha's ears.

"You~~"

Zhiqiu Yiye pointed at Xia Yu, his face turned red and he couldn't speak, that kind of situation would definitely be better than falling into the pit, but the nature is still the same, it's just a difference in quantity, no wonder he can't say anything now.

"Alright, okay, your horse is going in that direction."

Xia Yu waved his hand impatiently to the left hand.

"Hmph~~ Retreat."

It seems that he wanted to get angry with something, Zhiqiu Yiye fled directly in front of Xia Yu, if he usually wouldn't teach stupid mortals to be human beings like this, but this time he couldn't control it.

This childish move really made Xia Yu laugh directly, he is the ancestor of the earth escape technique, and he really doesn't know how to write the word "death" in front of the ancestor to get an axe.

But it just so happened that the direction in which the horse was frightened was not Shili Pavilion.

In the middle of Shili Pavilion and his current location, there is an abandoned mansion - Zhengqi Villa.

Where will Qingfeng Moon Pool appear, and the small boss giant corpse will also make an appearance, Xia Yu will not miss such a good opportunity.

"Boom~~"

Eh, looking at the changing sky, Xia Yu also had to sigh, the god of this world is really giving face, he just made a "thunderbolt on a sunny day", and it will really rain after a while.

Although as long as the true qi is drummed, this autumn rain can't get close at all, but Xia Yu feels that since the system of slamming the door has given him equipment, he can't use it.

Pull out the oil-paper umbrella from the bookcase and hold it up before the rain comes, although there is no long, lonely rain alley in this wilderness, but there are still lilac-like women.

Speaking of which, Fu Qingfeng looks exactly the same as Nie Xiaoqian! Xia Yu remembered the woman who was overtaken by herself, and in the past, by the bridge, the eyes that were a little resentful can not be forgotten, by the way, she also gave herself a painting.

Someone is going to say, what do people with wives do with other people's portraits, is this using their brains? But before saying this, please weigh how heavy the hard disk you have installed hundreds of G resources, whether your conscience will hurt, maybe your mobile phone wallpaper is still ~~ Forget it, don't say it.

The oil-paper umbrella stopped on Xia Yu's head under the wrapping of sword qi, and the liberated hands also took out the portrait, and the woman washing her hair by the stream also represents the sincerity of Xia Yu's world, although she is not you, but inexplicably there are still some expectations! Maybe it's another reunion!

Inserting the re-rolled portrait diagonally into the bookcase, Xia Yu strode forward in the wind and rain.

"Oops~~ This weather, I never expected it!"

I don't know when Zhiqiu Yiye, who escaped from the soil, led his thousand-mile chasing horse to the chattering forward, this rain fell so suddenly, so suddenly, just like he was careless before.

"Hey, there's a house in front of you, just to take shelter from the rain."

There are indeed people in front, but on this dark and rainy night, there are no lights at all, and it is a little unclear whether it is a family or a ghost.

Just as he was about to move forward, the faint, intermittent sound of reading came from a distance.

"This nerd walks at a speed that's not much worse than me, it's really amazing."

After two times, no matter how dull the person is, he also discovered that Xia Yu is different, although it is a matter of several hours to walk dozens of miles of mountains and run a marathon, but this nerd is too fast!

Looking at Xia Yu, who was holding an umbrella and shaking his head in the rain, Zhiqiu Yiye was a little stunned.

"What am I doing here in the rain, am I stupid?"

It wasn't until Xia Yu got closer and closer that Zhiqiu Yiye realized his stupidity, and led the horse and hurriedly walked to the house in front.

"Is there anyone~~boom~~"

Before he could knock on the door, the two door panels fell down with a bang, kicking off a burst of smoke and dust, which directly startled Zhiqiu Yiye.

Not all mages are people with big hearts, this can be seen from their usual words and deeds, Xia Yu will definitely not, Yan Chixia will not, but the most funny Zhiqiu Yiye will definitely be.

"Come, let one, let one, let me go in first."

Xia Yu, who didn't know where to come from, put away his umbrella and walked in first.

"Hey, scholar, don't just go into someone's house!"

"Do you think this is like a place where people live? I don't know how many years it's been abandoned. ”

There are indeed people living there, and the infrared detection equipment behind the red can be seen alone, and the heat source reaction in the eight thin coffins parked in the attic on the second floor.

Pretending to be dead, walking the rivers and lakes for decades, Xia Yu's inflatable girlfriend has seen electric heating, but this hot zombie has really never been seen.

However, in this radius of fifty miles, there are indeed demons and monsters, but it is not yet time to appear.

"Ao~~ I said how do you know so well, scholar, did you live here three years ago? Six years ago again? Maybe nine years ago? Stumped or twelve years ago? ”

It seems that after swallowing NZT-48, his brain suddenly became smarter, the township test is once every three years, and he knows that Qiu Yiye is satirizing Xia Yu by trying it repeatedly.

"If you don't have a dream, what's the difference between being a man and a salted fish?"

Xia Yu was also interested, and he didn't deny it, so he laughed and said directly.

"Salted fish? You say I'm a salted fish? ”

Zhiqiu Yiye stepped forward to theorize.

"Didn't I say that? But why do you still smell so much? It stinks! ”

Xia Yu deliberately fanned the wind in front of his nose.

"And the taste? Impossible? It was raining so hard just now. ”

"Are you admitting it?"

Xia Yu teased, this is his real purpose.

"Forget it, forget it, you live outside, I live inside, talk loudly if you have something, don't disturb me reading if you have nothing to do~~Bang~~"

The door of the hall of Yiqi Villa was directly closed by Xia Yu, leaving only Zhiqiu Yiye alone in the wind?

"I really didn't wipe it clean just now?"

He himself was a little unsure.

But the rain outside has stopped, and I can't go out and take a shower.

"Hey, there's water here."

Yiye Zhiqiu was surprised to find that there was a large bathtub with hairy edges in the corner of the outer room, which was filled with rainwater leaking from the cracks in the roof.

"Just right, take a shower."

Just when he was undressing and preparing to take a shower, Xia Yu over there lit the oil lamp, laid out the seat, and prepared to fight at night.

As for why you don't use LED lights, it's purely because Xia Yu wants to feel the atmosphere of ancient times, after all, I haven't been here for a long time, but what are you doing with the Persian-style oil lamp you bought for Fourteen Niang last time.

Well, I have already tried whether I can summon the god of lights, but I have to say that the flame of this lamp is prosperous, much brighter than the standard oil lamps in those costume films.

Speaking of Fourteen Niang, the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is also her home, and when the main quest is almost completed, you can consider taking her home to take a look, but now it's better to honestly squat in the small black house!

So, it's better to study hard every day!

"Zi said: If the name is not right, then the words are not good, and the words are not good......"

"I said scholar, how big is the grasp of this township test! I think it's more promising for you to go back to your hometown and open a private school or something, you can't be an official like this. ”

The uproar is taking a bath and washing is happy, Zhiqiu Yiye obviously forgot the embarrassment just now, for his jokes Xia Yu is not a bird, he doesn't listen to things outside the window, and he only reads the sage book, who is he talking about? is talking about Xia Yu at this moment.

People can't pass the exam and the old man can still open a private school when he goes back, but Xia Yu can't pass the exam and fails the task, the loss is big, there is no pressure and no motivation, no wonder the fans have been asking for the death row prisoners to form a national football team to play the World Cup, and if they qualify, they will be released from prison, and if they can't get out, they will be shot, although it is just a joke, but the effect can also be seen.

The sound from downstairs also reached the attic little by little.

"Squeak~~"

With the slight sound of the wooden planks grinding, a rough white hand slowly stretched out.

No, it's not right from this point alone, whether it's a zombie or a zongzi, the hands are not like this, it's like an old fake, this pulp, this luster is not the same as the real thing, it's like a flour paste mixed with gypsum powder on the hand.

Wash away the lead and look at the original face, this hand beauty can almost be made to make a hand model.

That's right, it's a woman's hand, or a young woman.