Shen Er's fat man turned his head: "What treasure did you find?" Said with a painful look on his face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I just found the baby, why are you making that expression?" Feng Jiutian looked at him with a smile, and gently swung his fingers on the blade of the short knife with a wicked smile on his face.

"If you laugh like this again, I'll really punch your stinky mouth and swell, do you believe it?"

"So how should I laugh? Should I cry? Feng Jiutian said and inserted the short knife back into the scabbard on his calf, reached out and groped for something in the backpack, and said, "I'll put the knife away, so you're not afraid!" ”

"I'm even more scared of you like this." Shen Er's fat man turned his face and faced the wall and said, "Looking at the cheap smile on your face, I know that you don't have a good heart." What are you messing up with in your bag? ”

"Guess."

"Can't guess." Shen Er's fat man said, "You better hold the knife in your hand!" At least I know you're holding a knife. You put your hands in your bag now, I'm ......"

"I'm just going to scare you, to see if you're going to be scared to pee." Feng Jiutian deliberately let out a cheap smile and said, "How did the place on your buttocks that hurt you when you were a child leave such a big scar?" ”

"Poke wherever it hurts, you're really bad enough." Shen Er's fat man said, "When I was a child, I had sores on my buttocks, which left an indelible wound on my young and pure soul. ”

Feng Jiutian held back and didn't squeak. He had already taken something out of his backpack in his hand.

"I remember that time when I had a sore on my buttocks, Lang Zhong in the village used an awl on the sole of my shoe to drain pus and blood, and the time when he put the awl head on the fire was a long torment process for me."

Feng Jiutian didn't speak. He held a small mirror in the palm of his hand, an antique yellow mirror. Some places on the side of the mirror have been repeatedly pinched by the hand, and they are a little damaged, and when you look at it, you know that it has experienced too many stories in this world.

"Why do you feel tormented when Lang Zhong is sterilizing the awl?" As he spoke, Feng Jiutian used the middle finger and thumb of his left hand to pinch the upper and lower sides of the mirror and shine it on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks.

"Because in this process, they thought that I frequently looked back at the awl in Lang Zhong's hand, and from time to time shrunk my ass to get in the way, so they covered my head, so that Lang Zhong could see me, but I couldn't see him, and I didn't know when he would stick the awl into my ass." Shen Er's fat man looked back at the mirror in Feng Jiutian's hand and continued, "Only when I felt a heart-piercing pain in my butt did I stop being afraid. ”

"You say that others are cheap every day, but in fact, you are the cheapest. Isn't Lang Zhong looking at you, so you won't be afraid? Feng Jiutian pointed the small mirror at Shen Er's fat man's buttocks and said, "Why is it that it hurts, but you are not afraid?" ”

"If it hurts, it proves that Lang Zhong is already treating me, and it proves that the time before the end of the treatment is getting shorter and shorter, and there is a hope in my heart." Shen Er's fat man flipped his hand, and at some point, a 'Soul Chasing Needle' appeared in his hand, handed it to Feng Jiutian with his backhand, and then said, "In any matter, people are often most worried about the beginning, but after the start, they don't worry anymore, you say it's not strange." ”

"Are you worried now?" Feng Jiutian took the needle he handed over and said.

"I'm worried, I'm worried." Shen Er's fat man said.

"Then I'll take it slow and let you enjoy the process slowly." As soon as the words fell, Feng Jiutian used the thumb and index finger of his right hand to pinch a needle from the palm of Shen Er's fat man, and stabbed it flat into Shen Er's fat man's buttocks.

Shen Er's fat man didn't snort.

Feng Jiutian didn't speak, and then, the second and third needles pierced into Shen Er's fat man's buttocks flatly.

In the mirror, two gray eyes are staring at the mirror with their eyes open. Three needles were stuck behind them, blocking their inward access.

Those two eyes, like the eyes of a decomposing corpse, bulged outward, and there was only a little black in the gray-white eyeball, and from that little black a ray of red light emitted outward, which was sucked by the ancient yellow mirror.

"Xiaomi, help me hold the mirror and don't move." Feng Jiutian said, and slapped Shen Er's fat man's hands that wanted to cover his buttocks.

Shen Er's fat man helplessly stretched out his right hand and made a questioning gesture.

"Among the wounds of the Plague King's scratches are two mutated corpse-tailed beeflies, and I am using the Soul Catcher Needle to immobilize them and prevent them from burrowing into them." Feng Jiutian stretched out his index finger and wrote on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks.

"Take your paws away." Shen Er's fat man shouted, "It's as cold as ice." He said this, but he gestured and said, "Don't stab them." ”

"It's because your hands are cold, that's why you need to warm up on your ass." While Feng Jiutian was talking, he continued to write on Shen Er's fat buttocks: "I'm going to burn them out with four simmers. ”

"It's miserable, it's miserable......" Shen Er's fat man shouted repeatedly, his voice was pitiful, and people couldn't help but think of the miserable howl of the prisoner under torture.

"After I forced the two bees out of your ass, as soon as I signaled, you immediately burrowed into the hole next door." Feng Jiutian wrote.

"You have to go together, you have to stay together." Shen Er's fat man gestured and said.

"You go first. As soon as you enter the cave next door, you immediately let the 'Cave Digging Back to Kanjia' seal the entrance, and even if the corpse-tailed bee flies follow, they will not dare to approach for a while because of the fire. You have to walk with me, just such a big hole, how can two people walk together? Feng Jiutian wrote on his back.

"As soon as I move, the corpse-tailed bee flies move. They are like a rope tied to me, and as soon as I walk, they will naturally follow me. Shen Er's fat man gestured, "And, later, you will use the four songs to simmer and force out the two beeflies in my body, they are so close to me, what should I do?" At such a close distance, as soon as I walked, the two corpse-tailed beeflies would immediately follow me into the next hole. ”

Feng Jiutian did not reply. How to deal with these two corpses, he couldn't think of a good way for a while.

"Either you go first, I'll seal the hole for you with a torch." Xiao Qi stretched out his hand and wrote on Feng Jiutian's chest.

"Silly boy," Feng Jiutian said with a hot chest, "how could we let you do that?" He easily wrote what Xiao Qi said to Shen Er's fat man.

"Fat people just lost their lives, and they won't let you do that." Shen Er's fat man was originally a man of temperament, and when he heard Xiao Mi say this, his heart was hot, so he blurted out.

"Can you make a difference?" Feng Jiutian reached out and twisted it on the fat man's fat ass. He was twisted by Xiao Mi just now, and he was worried that he couldn't find a place to be deflated, "I want to die or live at every turn, and I haven't watched you die once, but I have been living with a cheeky face." ”

"You're a communiqué personal vendetta, a dead cheap fish." Shen Er's fat man bared his teeth and shouted.

"I've got a way." Feng Jiutian said, stretching out his finger and writing on Shen Er's fat man's buttocks, "Let's invite these two corpse-tailed beeflies into the bamboo tube, so that it won't be able to follow you." ”

"If every time you think of a way, it's based on my pain, I'm ......"

Feng Jiutian twisted a piece of meat on Shen Er's fat buttocks, interrupted him, and said, "How are you?" ”

"I ......," Shen Er Fat Man said with a sigh, "I have nothing to say." (To be continued.) )