Chapter Seventy-Three: The Girl's Intestine Path
"How, is it going well?"
"I've obtained three feathers from the Demon Lady."
"Didn't find out, did you?"
"You know I'm the best at hiding my aura, and besides, the spiritual garment I'm wearing is from a master. It took me a lot of money to get this two-level spiritual suit. β
The girl said expressionlessly. The clothes she wore were very strange, not so much clothes as ponchos, dark red ponchos, second-level spirit suits, [Fish Intestine Trail].
"I remember that this fish intestine trail was originally white, right?"
The girl's companion said, staring at her poncho-shaped second-level spirit suit.
"I advise you not to get too close to me."
The girl sneered softly.
Her laughter seemed to be squeezing out of her gut.
That's right, the second-level spirit costume [Fish Intestine Path] was originally white, but its original owner failed to protect his spirit suit, and the girl took the [Fish Intestine Path] from that person.
The owner of the fish intestine trail was not willing to be robbed of her spirit costume, she cursed the spirit costume, and the fish intestine trail stuck to her flesh like her skin, deep under the skin, and dissolved in her flesh.
What happened next was brighter red. The current owner of the Fish Gut Trail, she knocked out the previous owner of the costume and used a steel nail to peel off the costume that blended into the woman's flesh and skin. So, the white spiritual garment turned bright red, stained with the woman's blood, the blood coagulated, and the color of the spiritual costume became dark red.
It's a curse. A crimson curse. No matter how the second-level spirit suit fish intestine path is cleaned, the curse attached to it cannot be cleaned. Even so, the effect of the original hidden aura of the fish intestine trail was not affected, but the effect was even worse.
The girl wore a dark red fish intestine path, and completed several tasks perfectly, and she didn't mind the curse that the original owner of the spirit costume had before he died. She is not afraid of the living, let alone the dead.
The girl took out a transparent jar from under the poncho.
There are three black feathers in the jar, the feathers of the crow lady, and the demon released by the maid.
The maiden's companion looked at the feathers in the jar, and her eyes were mocking. The feathers of the fourth-level demon girl, her doppelganger. Someone bought her feathers at a high price, so easy to get their hands on? Instead, she felt a sense of uncertainty and looked suffocated.
"Poofβ"
Red-hot blood rushed down her throat.
A woman in a tracksuit has a steel spike stuck in her throat.
The girl in the red poncho took a few steps back to prevent the blood from spurting from the woman's throat from splashing on her. The fish intestinal trail has been infected with blood, so there is no need to suffer secondary pollution.
The woman clutched her throat and opened her mouth, unable to speak. Her trachea had been punctured.
"I know you're angry, you're unwilling."
The owner of the fish intestine trail grinned.
The smile of the devil. She lifted the coveralls of the dark red poncho, revealing a young, immature face with dead skin.
"Who is going to have trouble with money."
The maiden crouched next to the woman who had fallen to the ground.
Watch her twitch, watch her resentful and angry to death.
"It's the feathers I got from the Raven Lady. Why should I share it with you, you are just a liaison, a middleman. Skip you, I can also get in touch with your upline, or, I trade directly with the buyer. β
The girl dipped her hand in the woman's blood, and she drew a round face on the woman's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Out of the darkness came a middle-aged man with an unchanged expression on his face and a low-quality cigarette in his mouth. The middle-aged man carries a shovel on his shoulder.
Hyena.
The man in charge of dealing with the aftermath of the mess left behind by demon hunters.
A demon hunter who does the dirtiest and dirtiest work.
The middle-aged man calmly lit a cigarette.
"Do you need help, I'm an uncle passing by who makes soy sauce."
Hyena said.
He lowered the shovel he was carrying, and the tip of the sharp shovel was plunged into the wet earth.
"Uncle, you should have been hiding behind in the first place."
The owner of the fish intestine trail put away the transparent jar, and she turned around and stared up at the middle-aged man. It's a hyena, and it's okay to be seen by him, as long as he doesn't have much to do.
"I only saw a dead body, and my professional discipline was very high."
"Oh."
"Hey, don't show such a horrible face, little girl. I'm really a passing uncle, I'm a dozen soy sauce. β
The middle-aged man holds a lit cigarette between his fingers.
"State your purpose."
The girl said bluntly.
"The purpose? What purpose can I have? β
The hyena laughed.
Throw it out.
The girl threw out two indigo steel nails, which were quenched with poison. When you see blood, you will die.
"Ding", "Ding" -
The middle-aged man picked up a shovel and knocked two steel nails flying. The steel nails left two white marks on his shovel.
"Vicious little girl. You kill me, who will help you deal with the dead body of that woman underground? β
"Someone will take care of it. Dispose of it along with your corpse. β
The girl had an extra sleeve arrow in her hand, and there were neat steel nails in it.
"I surrender, I surrenderβ"
The hyena raised her shovel and slapped it at the girl in the dark red poncho.
Gone, the maiden disappeared. Her figure disappeared in place, and the second-level spirit suit fish intestine path played its role.
"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh" β
A whole row of steel nails shot at the belly of the middle-aged man.
"Bell bell-"
Without exception, the steel nails hit the hyena's belly, making a metallic clashing sound.
The girl frowned in displeasure.
The middle-aged man who was supposed to be shot into a sieve, he was standing in place, still spitting smoke rings, and the whole person was very healthy, like a person who was fine. The girl's eyes were focused on the hyena's belly, his clothes had many dense holes, and the steel nails fell one by one at his feet.
ββ¦β¦ Uh, what's hidden under his clothes? β
The girl's figure reappeared.
"Whew-"
The middle-aged man's shovel stopped above the girl's head, and the wind blew the girl's hair from the shovel. It's just that the girl's eyes didn't blink, staring at the middle-aged man expressionlessly.
"Why don't you take a picture?"
The girl asked.
"A little girl like you won't live long."
The hyena puts away the shovel.
"Really?"
The girl asked.
"What do you have tied to the outside of your belly? Why didn't the spikes I shoot penetrate your body? β
"That's what you mean."
The hyena unbuttons the shirt.
Underneath his shirt was a smooth sheet of steel.
Above the navel, a little white star appeared, a masterpiece left by the steel nails shot by the girl.
ββ¦β¦β
The girl was speechless.
Why would someone wear a steel plate under their clothes? This uncle must have a lot of enemies, the girl said in her heart.
"Can I handle that dead body now?"
The hyena asked, pointing to the woman's dead body with a shovel.
ββ¦β¦ Ah, okay. β
The girl opened her mouth and said.
"Little girl, don't sneak up on me from behind."
"Hmm. I won't. β
The girl laughed.
It's weird.
"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh" β
The girl shot a row of steel nails at the middle-aged man's buttocks.
"I'm going to kill you now."
The girl thought to herself.
"Bell bell-"
The girl heard a voice she didn't want to hear.
"it!!"
The girl jumped.
"Do you have a steel plate on your butt too?"
The girl's expression was complicated.
"Having said it, put away your guards. I'm just an uncle passing by playing soy sauce. β
The hyena took out a metal bottle, and he sprinkled yellow powder on the woman's dead body, and the woman's dead body was stained with yellow powder and made a gurgling sound, melting, and the flesh and bones melted. The woman's dead body turned into a puddle of stinking yellow water. Bury it on the spot, and the hyenas dig a pit to bury the yellow water.
The girl dressed in a dark red fish intestine trail watched the middle-aged man's every move, and there were no other small movements. Probably gave up, the middle-aged man of the steel plate can't die. "He doesn't seem to be like any other hyena." The girl mused.
After doing this qiΔ, the hyena turned and walked towards the girl.
"Hey, stop, what do you want to do?"
"What? Get paid. You don't think I'm doing voluntary labor. β
The hyena smiled, revealing its white teeth. Although he likes to smoke, he is also doing teeth cleaning, and his teeth are very white.
There was an illusion that the girl suddenly felt that the middle-aged man walking opposite was not a human, but a fierce beast with a fierce eye. Stepping back, the girl couldn't help but step back. She felt the smell of danger.
There are beasts that show their clawsβ
I want to tear apart the girl's body.
"Smack-"
The middle-aged man patted the girl's pale face.
"Hey, little girl, are you stupid? Wake up and snap."
The hyena then slapped the girl's face a lot.
βfu.ckβ
The girl said suddenly.
"Pay, pay me."
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to the girl.
"I'm poor, I don't have any money."
The girl said viciously.
"If you don't have any money, then pay it back with your body."
Hyenas speak very classic words.
ββ¦β¦ Are you Lolicon? β
ββ¦β¦β
The hyena was silent.
Control your sister, who is Lolita? Where, stand out!
"Call me Ernie sauce, and I won't pay you."
The hyena said viciously.
ββ¦β¦ Uncle, you're so old and naΓ―ve. You can be my daddy, and let me call you Ernie sauce, good or bad! β
"Hey, I'm only in my 20s. Am I that old? β
The middle-aged man hides his age, he should be two in his 20s.
Those things that have to be said, women like to hide their age and pretend to be tender, and men like to do the same.
"Go away, go away, don't come near me, middle-aged man."
"Hurry up, call me Ernie sauce."
"Disgusting!"
"What's disgusting, call me Ernie sauce and you won't die, and you have nothing to lose."
"I can't call it!"
"Yes, you called it. If you don't try it, how do you know if you can't call it, there is always a first time in life. Come on, girl, I'm sure you can do it. β
The middle-aged man's eyes were enthusiastic. The sight is hot.
ββ¦β¦ Please don't embarrass a poor Lori. β
The girl said.
"It's because I know you're poor that I don't take your money. As long as you call me Ernie sauce, we'll both be clear. β
The middle-aged man said righteously.
It can also be said that he is aggressive.
The girl stepped back.
"Oh my God, how can there be a cheeky middle-aged man like you in the world?"
"Thick-skinned? Hehehe. β
"Hehe, your sister, uncle."
"Little girl, if you don't call me one Ernie sauce today, no, it's two, ah no, you have to say three Ernie sauce! I'm not going to let you go. β
The hyena said viciously.
The uncle who carried a shovel and wrapped in a steel plate couldn't afford to hurt himself.
"I'm so scared of you."
The girl raised her forehead with her hand, and her tone was very helpless.
"Look, there's Lori flying in the sky!"
The girl pointed to the distant sky.
"Where's it, where is it, where is the Lori in the sky?!"
The middle-aged man looked up and around.
ββ¦β¦β
The girl was silent again.
Paralyzed, you really control Lori.
The middle-aged man who searched the sky and couldn't find Lori was also silent.
"Girl, listen to me, I'm really not a Lori control ......"
"Ah, I believe you."
Trust you.
The girl in the fish intestine trail complained.
"Hurry up and call me Ernie sauce three times, and then you can leave."
The middle-aged man threatened.
"There is an uncle like you in the world."
The girl couldn't believe it. Sure enough, I should have slaughtered you, so that you don't have to be verbose anymore. The girl's eyes flashed fiercely.
A middle-aged man, a member of the hyenas, he is Cinderella's eyeliner and subordinate. The gray witch is the boss of the middle-aged man. By the way, Cinderella also suspected that her subordinate was a hyena controlling Lori.
"There is no killing without buying and selling."
"Do you want to kill me, girl?"
"Hmm."
"But you failed twice."
"I know."
The third time will be ready, in order to be foolproof, the steel nail will kill you.
In this way, a hyena and a girl are caught in a confrontation. The girl even forgot her purpose and was completely entangled. How can an uncle with a steel plate wrapped in his body die? The girl was thinking.
"Call me Ernie sauce, will it kill you?"
"Yes!"
ββ¦β¦β
ββ¦β¦β
The two were silent again.
It's too much, is it really going to kill people? Let's talk about a set of pancake fruits.
The hyena took out dry food and compressed biscuits. "I'm hungry, I'll talk about it when I'm full." The middle-aged man is ready to fight a protracted battle.
"Oh, it's food."
The girl took the compressed biscuit from the middle-aged man's hand.
"Huh? There's meat in it! I haven't eaten meat in months. Do you know, uncle, I want to eat meat and go crazy, even eating dead skin in the palm of my own hand. β
ββ¦β¦ Girl, call me Ernie sauce, and I'll take you to a barbecue. β
"How many pounds? How many catties of barbecue will you treat me to?! β
ββ¦β¦β
the groove, is it counted by the catty? Hyena Heart.
"What's your name, girl?"
"I don't sue you. Uncle. β
"Forget it, I'm not interested in your name."
"Eun, I know, you're interested in Lori."
ββ¦β¦β
The hyena was speechless.
If you choose hyenas as your profession, you must be prepared to survive in the wild for a long time. Compressed biscuits or something, it is a staple food and must be used to.
The hyena just didn't expect the girl to eat with relish.
"Are you pretending to be poor? You're wearing a second-level spiritual suit, which is very valuable. β
Hyena Heart.
Dark red ponchos, cursed costumes, fish intestine paths.
"Uncle, thank you, your compressed biscuits are delicious. Is there water? β
"Drink your own saliva!"
"Ah, okay."
"......" (To be continued.) )