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One grabbed the peachwood sword and slapped the remaining insects on his leg flat.

Strangely, the peachwood sword hit the anthropus, and immediately a puff of white smoke came out, and the scab disappeared without even a corpse.

Surprised, I quickly used it to slap the worms on Shen Mo's legs, and the effect was immediate, even those worms that burrowed under the skin would be immediately adsorbed on the sword body and pulled out, turning into a wisp of white smoke.

After carefully handling the scabies on Shen Mo's body, I took off my pants and checked the injuries on my legs.

It's just a moment of effort, and the muscles of my left calf are already shining through the slightest light, and some gangrene worms are still going in and out, eating my flesh and blood.

I don't know if you can feel that fear and disgusting feeling, but my thoughts at the time were that I'd rather not have this leg and get rid of all the damn bugs!

Swinging the peachwood sword and hitting both legs hard, the blisters burst, and the tissue fluid flowed out, mixed with the burned insect corpses, sticky to the legs, extremely disgusting. I didn't know what to think at the time, so I took the thermos and poured it on my legs, thinking that the hot water might make it easier to flush it off.

Shen Mo shrank there dejectedly, as if he had lost his perception of everything around him. Washing off the mucus and insect corpses on my legs, I carefully inspected Shen Mo's body again, not letting go of every corner, even every fold.

There was no normal skin on his body that was whipped with a peachwood sword, just like a boiled prawn, his whole body was red and swollen, and the wounds on his legs that had just grown were swollen and festered again after being scalded by fire and water.

Some of the newly grown sprouts have been scalded, giving off a burst of meaty aroma. I looked at my two rotten legs, and I wanted to cry without tears.

Obviously, this is someone who wants my and Shen Mo's lives.

Looking at the insect corpses all over the ground, and thinking about the rat, I feel that these things are not related to ghosts, but rather a bit like the legendary witchcraft.

Leaning into the living room, the bugs were gone, except for the dead ones, and the rat was missing from the cage in the bathroom.

I didn't care about the pain in my legs, so I quickly picked Shen Mo out of the kitchen, let her get dressed, and went out immediately, if I waited until dawn, I didn't know what would happen.

I pulled Shen Mo and ran downstairs almost with a roll, got into a taxi, and went straight to the bus station.

When I arrived at the bus station, the sky was a little cloudy, I bought two tea eggs for Shen Mo, watched her eat, lit a cigarette myself, and took a few sips.

The slight feeling of vertigo rushed straight to the brain, slightly relieving some of the pain in the legs.

I don't know if the slight feeling of dizziness was due to nicotine or the severe pain.

Sitting on the bus back to the village, my heart was a little relieved, I want to go and find the idol back, Grandma will definitely not lie to me, that idol will definitely make me no longer chased by people like a lost dog.

It's okay to be able to run, if there wasn't that hole in the cave last time, I guess I would have been pulled out by that Taoist priest who is not a ghost or a ghost.

Grandma's courtyard is still there, and it seems that someone has cleaned it.

I walked in with Shen Mo and pushed open the door of the room I was living in. Although the room was a little dark, I could see at a glance that something was wrong, and I took my foot back when I stepped out.

Although the things in the room were still the same, there was no dust on the table, no cobwebs on the beams, and not even the slightest trace of dust on the blue brick floor.

I pulled Shen Mo and turned around and walked towards the house where my grandmother lived, and picked up half of the brick on the ground. When I left, I didn't lock the room I was in, but I locked the room where my grandmother lived, but I just saw that the door was open!

Before I could kick the door, a figure slammed open the door from inside and rushed out. Although I don't have very good legs, I can't wait to be beaten. As soon as I gritted my teeth and quickly moved sideways, a wooden stick swept over my shoulder with the wind, and it hurt hotly.

I haven't been a loser since I was a child, and while dodging, half a brick in my hand unceremoniously slapped on the back of the man's heart. The man stumbled and nearly fell. After standing firm, he didn't rush over again, but hunched over and confronted me in a posture ready to attack.

We watched each other, and neither of us made any more rash moves. He wore a peaked cap and couldn't see his face clearly, but he just felt very thin, thin like a woman. Suddenly, he swooped forward, and I immediately retreated, only to feel a strong wind coming straight to the back of my head, and it was too late to dodge.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying flat and tied to a door panel, and Shen Mo was tied to a chair next to me, my eyes closed, not knowing what was going on.

In addition to the person with the cap in front of him, there is also an old lady, who looks like she is about eighty or ninety years old, but she is in good spirits, her movements are vigorous, looking at her walking posture, she is flat and steady, she can advance and retreat, and she has a bit of a feeling of practicing her family.

Seeing that I woke up, the old woman didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point:

"Awake? Boy, just tell me where you got that old thing's corpse, and the old woman will let you go immediately! ”

I glanced at her with slanted eyes and said unceremoniously:

"You love it so much, I'm sure I won't tell you anything!"

The one with the cap came up and punched me in the stomach, and my intestines immediately twisted and hurt. I struggled violently and cursed loudly:

"You are paralyzed, you have the ability to let go of your father, let's do it for a while, who the doesn't dare is the grandson!"

Anyway, I was tied up by someone, and my life was in the hands of others, what else did I have to be afraid of? It's better to take advantage of the tongue, and if you die, you can earn some interest. I don't know when the fear of life and death seems to have disappeared, or if I know the extent of my injuries, and I wouldn't have survived without them.

The cap didn't speak, he raised his hand and gave me two more punches, and at that time I only felt Venus in front of me, and my head was buzzing, and it took a while to slowly wake up.

The old lady had a look of cruelty on her face, looked at me coldly and said:

"Boy, do you think it's okay not to be afraid of death? You yourself know that you won't live long, right? Pretend to be a hero with me? Did you know that I have hundreds of ways to make your life worse than death?! ”

I didn't speak, I looked at her quietly, watching her face come to my eyes little by little...